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Making Waves

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This is hands down total PWP. Or at least, Porn With (an attempt at a) Plot – originally I had written this for day one of the love fest, but naturally I'm a lazy arsehole (pelted with bricks) and barely got past the first scene. Finally, I have typed up to a point I'm satisfied with. This is going to be an AU two shot with a lot of heavy petting and a full lemon in the second chapter. This first chapter is a little rushed, so my apologies if it doesn't make too much sense – please forgive any spelling or grammatical errors!

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Warning: Sexually explicit scenes. And stuff.

Disclaimer: Fairy Tail, its respected characters and its plot are all sole property of Hiro Mashima. Any resemblance to other pieces of literature or fiction, whether published online or on paper, is purely unintentional and merely coincidental.

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"G-Gray-sama doesn't know how to swim?!"

"Juvia – "

"This is ridiculous!"

"Juvia."

"How will Gray-sama and Juvia go on vacation to the beach?! What if Juvia wants a swimming pool in their house?! Does this mean their children will inherit Gray-sama's aversion?! Juvia doesn't know what to d – "

"JUVIA."

"Yes?" Juvia turned to look at her boyfriend as he sat perched on their shared bed. It was late – too late for either of them to be awake really, but they had been out together at that damn engagement party and only just were arriving home. Juvia had been pacing around their room in a nervous panic; dress swishing angrily around exposed legs.

Gray could kill Natsu. If he just hadn't opened up his big mouth, Juvia wouldn't be on this rampage currently…she hadn't shut up about it yet! Every time Gray thought he had subdued her, she'd bring it back up again, bemoaning all the while. As he shrugged off his blazer, Gray groaned in exhaustion. They hadn't been out this late in some time, not since they both had begun living together at least, and it was beginning to take a toll on his body already. Being an adult was rough.

"It's not that big of a deal," he began, unbuttoning his white oxford shirt, "I grew up in the North, remember? There wasn't exactly an abundance of places to go for a swim."

Juvia bit her bottom lip, folding her arms as she fell into deep thought.

"Well…hasn't Gray-sama always wanted to learn…at least?"

Gray sighed as his shirt fell and pooled around his naked hips. He didn't want to discuss his lack of swimming capabilities right now – he wanted to peel Juvia out of her dress, tangle their naked limbs together, and fall asleep under the covers. Shut the blinds, unplug their alarm clocks, and not wake up until well into the morning – maybe even the afternoon. Neither of them were working for the remainder of the weekend, thank god for holidays, and he just wanted an untouched, blissful sleep with his girlfriend.

"Of course I have, but it's just something I never got around to doing," Gray stood up, bare feet padding over to his girlfriend as he laced his arms around her torso, his chest against her back, burying his face into her warm, exposed neck.

Juvia involuntarily shivered as she felt him breathe her in, his lips feather-light as they began to peck their way up the column of her throat.

"Let's go to bed," he murmured against the shell of her ear, planting one last kiss on her temple as his hands began to move down her shoulders, carrying the thin straps of her dress with them, "I'm tired from that damn party and just want to hold you right now."

"Mm," Juvia hummed appreciatively, "is Gray-sama absolutely sure he's tired? Too tired for anything else?"

Gray mulled this over for a minute, his fingertips gliding down to find the zipper to her dress. Tracing the metal clasp, he began to pull it down, opening the skin of his girlfriend's bare back to the cool air of their bedroom.

"I suppose I can always be convinced…" once the garment had dropped from her body, Juvia whirled around, crushing her lips against her boyfriend's, their bodies instantly fitting together as his hands began to caress her lower back. No underwear. Their tongues met and he growled appreciatively, palming her ass and pushing her hips into his, grinding as he did so.

The two broke away, their lips a breath apart before Juvia spoke, mumbling against Gray,

"So…does this mean Gray-sama wouldn't mind going for a swim?"

Gray deadpanned, moving back from his girlfriend.

"No, it does not, I would definitely mind 'going for a swim' right now," Gray's thumbs began to rub circles against the curve of Juvia's hips.

Juvia purred in contentment. She smiled again, pulling her boyfriend's head back down so their lips could meet in an open-mouthed kiss.

"Okay, okay," they parted, "Juvia gets it, she was just joking," they pecked once more as Gray began guide her back to their bed.

For now he could distract her, but he knew how his girlfriend's mind worked after all of this time – there was no chance she would forget by morning, though he would damn well try his hardest to make her.

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"I can't believe you talked me into this," Gray groaned as he walked through the hotel lobby, Juvia prancing happily in front of him. All he had wanted was a simple, peaceful weekend; no crowds, no noise, just him and Juvia rolling around and fucking like rabbits.

It really stumped him, no; it flat-out terrified him, just how quickly his girlfriend was able to accomplish what she set out to do. There was no doubt in his mind that as soon as he had drifted off to sleep after their, er, activities last night, Juvia had jumped onto her smartphone and surfed through website after website for the closest seaside hotel. The last place he wanted to be right now was a beach resort, even if it was with his girlfriend. How the hell did she expect to teach him how to swim there? More importantly, how the hell Gray accepted her invitation was far beyond him.

Well…to be fair…she had crawled on top of him…straddling his torso…describing it all…completely and utterly naked…looking oh-so delectable, especially with those curls of blue hair hugging the curve of her bare brea –

"Gray-sama?" Juvia had stalled, turning back to face him, her deep eyes glimmering. The chandelier lights above them cast a halo around her body, causing her skin to glow against the lobby's cream walls and marble tile.

God, she was so beautiful…and oh so fucking wicked. Screw the beach; he wanted to break in that hotel bed.

"What?"

"Juvia asked, 'isn't Gray-sama excited to go swimming for the first time?'"

Ah, fuck.

"Yeah, fuckin' ecstatic."

Gray's sarcasm was breezed over as his girlfriend laughed and reached out to grasp his hand, pulling him along beside her as they made their way to the elevator's sliding doors. The young man huffed once more, picking up his speed with their suitcase in tow.

"Juvia was thinking we could just drop off our luggage, change directly into our suits, and get right down to business – how does that sound?" She pressed the elevator's call button.

Suits?

Suits!

Ha!

Gray grinned as the elevator dinged, its metal doors opening to its car.

"Aw, Juvia, would you believe I forgot to bring my swimsuit with me?" He felt like patting himself on the back for that save – he didn't even own a suit, that joke was on her!

Juvia followed him in, checking the room card once more before selecting the appropriate floor.

"Don't be silly, Gray-sama," she grinned up at her boyfriend, looping her arm around his, pressing her body closer, "Juvia went out and bought you one herself."

Gray felt like vomiting.

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Glaring down at the brand new pair of black swimming trunks, Gray had to admit; Juvia knew his style quite well, and she had even adequately guessed his size correctly to boot. Everything seemed to fit right, however, there was an issue – very, erm, big issue – and it was about to get bigger if Juvia didn't stop bending down in front of him to pick up damn seashells every few steps.

She had obviously bought a brand new swimsuit for herself as well, Gray had definitely not seen it in her drawers before – where she got the time to do this whilst he slept that morning, the young man would never know. He had clearly stayed in bed in long enough that morning, much longer than she had, and must have dozed right through Juvia extracting herself from his grip, getting dressed, and leaving to go shopping before rushing back to bed and disposing of her clothes to pounce on top him – all done in a span of several hours.

Was this really necessary?!

God, but she did look cute in that bikini. The color and the fit were both exceedingly complementary – powder blue, complete with a white lining and similar colored strings knotted at each side of her hips, perfect for easy access…

Unfortunately, he wasn't the only one who had taken notice of his girlfriend's figure in that stupid suit, as several guys seemed to be leering around their general vicinity, watching to see if the couple was together, or if she was up for grabs.

"Juvia!"

She jumped back up to her feet, and Gray reached over for her hand, lacing their fingers together possessively.

"Come on, we can look for shells later, aren't you ready to give me my first swimming lesson?"

Juvia's eyes brightened as she gripped his hand back firmly.

"Of course! Juvia's so sorry to have kept you waiting, Gray-sama!" She began to pull him further into the throng of people before them.

The beach was significantly more crowded than Gray could have ever anticipated. This did not bode well. Wasn't it still technically winter?! Why were people here! The water had to be freezing!

Several children rushed around them, kicking up sand as they played. Juvia laughed but Gray almost felt like kicking sand right back. He wasn't normally this ornery (give or take), but he did not want to get into that water, and all of the blood that had rushed to his nether regions was finally settling. Additionally, Juvia was still getting looks – looks he didn't agree with. The fuck was wrong with some of these people? Had they not seen a girl in a bathing suit before?

"Let's pick a spot to set down our towels," Juvia began weaving expertly against the push and pull of beachgoers. Slowly, the crowds began to grow sparse, and they finally found an open spot of sand towards the beach's curved inlet.

Once again, his girlfriend bent down, but this time she was on all fours straightening up their post, and that damn bikini left nothing to the imagination as it exposed nearly every inch of her backside. On each corner of the towel, she deposited a handful of sand, "to keep it from blowing away" she clarified, and Gray averted his gaze, focusing on anything but the site in front of him. There was barely a breeze, but whatever floats her boat.

As he turned to the ocean surf, the smell of salt smacked Gray right in the face. He had never really been to the beach before, come to think of it, and even now as he stood against the sand, watching small rolling waves crest against the shore, he had to admit the atmosphere (sans crowds) was fairly calming. It was as if his blood pressure had already decreased several beats, and for a moment he realized that there were worse places to be dragged to. Maybe this 'vacation' was just what he had needed…things had been overwhelming at work lately, and he had really been hoping for some time to relax and unwind.

Maybe his girlfriend wasn't as crazy as he thought she was.

"Is Gray-sama ready?" Juvia wound her arms around Gray's torso, standing on the tips of her toes to peck his lips. He smiled down at her in return, wrapping an arm around her shoulders. God, she was so lucky she was so beautiful, or else he would have thrown one hell of a temper tantrum.

"As ready as I'll ever be."

They kissed once more as Gray brought Juvia closer, his hand inching its way down to her rear. She quickly gripped his hand, several steps ahead of him already, 'tsk'-ing him.

"There'll be time for that later," Juvia tutted, "let's get you in the water!"

Gray groaned.

"But it's going to be so cold…"

"You love the cold!"

"That's a lie, since when have I loved the cold?"

"Gray-sama." Her tone was stern, "You and Juvia go skiing with everyone every year, and every single time, Gray-sama goes outside, bare foot and shirtless to walk through the snow, without fail."

"I like becoming one with nature and shit," he huffed, pulling her closer again, placing his lips against the crown of her head and murmuring against her hair, "plus you like hopping into the hot tub with me after to warm up, don'cha?"

Juvia pulled away and playfully smacked her boyfriend's chest. As his arms slackened, she turned and began walking down to where the ocean met the land.

"C'mon, let's get started!"

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This was fucking ridiculous and Gray wanted out. The water was cold as shit (talk about a boner killer), something that wasn't human kept brushing against his leg, and Juvia had thought it would be a laughing goddamn riot to push him under and then splash him several times as he tried desperately to regain his composure. Salt water got up his nose and in his eyes, and everything burned, and while he was coughing, his damn girlfriend thought it would be fun to wrap her arms around him and pull his body in deeper.

It all felt so alien to him. It was like being in a large tub, which was no issue, he was used to that, but there was just so much water, what the heck was he to do? Naturally his girlfriend was paddling circles around him like a fish, encouraging him to kick up and try to follow her lead.

Follow what lead? Juvia was the absolute worst teacher! It had obviously come naturally to her, but he was struggling to stay buoyant as they floated further and further out.

"Here, lay down and you'll float up," Juvia moved so that she was in front of him, pushing his head into her chest. This was a dangerous position, and it took everything inside of him not to start ravaging her cleavage. Gray sighed, lifting his feet off the silted ocean floor, Juvia still clutching his shoulders, "good, now kick."

Kick?

Gray did as he was told.

"Good! You're doing so well, Gray-sama!"

He literally was just kicking. Juvia was unbelievable. This entire situation was unbelievable. He was a full-grown man! He paid bills, for christ's sake! They floated around like that, Gray kicking his feet and his girlfriend guiding him like he was a damn infant.

"Now I'm going to let you go…"

WHAT?! NO. NO 'LETTING GO'. IF SHE LET HIM GO, GRAY SWORE ON EVERYTHING THAT WAS HOLY –

"…and I want you to paddle with your hands…"

DO WHAT HOW?

"…you'll just move them as you're kicking your feet."

Oh, what fresh hell. He was done, he was over this, it had been fun but there were more important things than learning how to kick himself in circles.

As she began to let him go, Gray stalled his kicking, choosing instead to wrap his arms back around Juvia's waist, pulling her in closer to him as he buried his face deeper into her chest, breathing in her scent mingled with sea water.

"Gray-sama," a warning tone.

"Mm?" He began nuzzling his way up to her collarbone, pecking lightly at her skin, until he reached his intended destination of her neck. Placing a firmer kiss against its base, he opened his mouth and sucked gently against the column of her throat.

"Gray-sama," she was unwavered, what the fuck!

Gray sucked harder and she hissed, moving her hands up to his chest in a weak attempt to push him away. As he soothed the area over with the length of his tongue, Gray began to ghost his hands down Juvia's body, enjoying how fluid his actions had become underneath the water.

"Gray-sama!"

"What!" he barked, moving his head back so that they could face each other again, his hands still working patterns down her torso, gliding gently against the hem of her bikini bottoms. Juvia's face was flushed, her tongue darting out to lick her lips.

Good, it seemed his distraction was working.

His fingers dipped beneath her bottoms, stroking down just before reaching her folds, but he pulled them back up almost immediately.

"We're in public."

"As if I give a damn," he mumbled, kissing the corner of her lips before moving back down to her chest, fingers still tracing the lines of her swimsuit, "nobody can see what I'm doing under the water, anyway. We're so far out – just a couple on vacation, doing what couples do."

Lowering his head, Gray began trailing sloppy, open-mouth kisses down to Juvia's breasts, enveloping one of her clothed nipples with his mouth and sucking. His fingers stalled their ministrations against her stomach, finding their way between her legs to rub against the crotch of her bikini bottoms in quick, deft strokes. Juvia squirmed against her boyfriend, hands now clutching his shoulders, and Gray only held her tighter.

"G-Gray-sah – "

His fingers worked harder, his thumb rubbing firm circles against her clit before he inched the bottoms' crotch away, inserting two fingers into her.

"Ah!" Juvia's voice was so airy; any moan she made was carried off with the wind. How had outside become so cold and the water so warm? Gray began to pump his fingers at an accelerated rate and Juvia dug her nails into the skin of his shoulders, prompting his speed to quicken.

His mouth stayed latched to her breast, only releasing his hold when his opposite hand had reached over to push up the fabric, granting him access to her naked skin to which he hungrily took advantage of.

"Gray!" she dropped the honorific, stalling his actions. "People can definitely see us!"

Her boyfriend huffed, letting out a noise of clear disapproval before he removed his fingers out of her, lifting his hand out of the water to tug the top back down over the swell of her chest.

Dammit, who the fuck cared if they could see them? Juvia had never said no to public displays of affection before! In fact, it was more than often her who had been the one to rub him over his clothes in the back of dimmed bar booths, push him up against the walls of unisex bathrooms…why the hell was this any different? Gray's erection strained against the pull of his trunks, and the young man groaned, wishing he could free it.

Swimming lesson be damned, he had at least successfully distracted her for several minutes.

"We have an entire hotel room we can continue this in," Juvia pecked her lips against his frowning mouth before moving to whisper against his ear, "and Juvia really wants to continue it."

Her hand had snaked down and was now roughly palming the length of his erection, fingertips gliding its shaft and dancing along its head. Gray clenched his teeth, grabbing her wrist.

"Juvia, if you don't stop…"

"Juvia can hold her breath for quite some time, you know…" Gray's hold tightened.

"You were literally just telling me about how everyone can see us!" he ground out, "there's no way they're not going to know what you're doing if you dive down under the water and I start making noise."

"Well, there's no way Gray-sama can walk up to the hotel room with," her eyes flicked down to their lower halves, still covered by the water, "well, with that."

"To hell with it, I don't give a fuck if anyone sees," Gray kissed her, enveloping her mouth with his and coaxing her tongue out, only breaking their contact to continue, "I want you now. We're going up to that damn hotel room and everyone can gawk all they'd like."

They kissed once more before heading back to the shore.

"So much for swimming lessons," Juvia sighed.

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Notes:

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Thank-you!

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