Hey you guys. If you follow me on twitter, you know i had posted a little while back a link to a sneak peek of this chapter. And also if you don't you wouldn't know that i have been helping my boyfriend move into his new house (we just finished the day before yesterday) so i was a little behind on my work. But whenever i had the chance i wrote down any ideas i had for a new chapter. So most of my stories will be updated.

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"Ah! Gray!" The moan sent a rush of tingling sensations down Gray back, not much of how he was use to feeling when Lucy moaned. Yet this one, this one was different. She had called his name in a different way of moaning then he was use to, it was too much for him to handle and that one moan was sending him into overdrive.

His trusts had became uneven and his torso was swinging wildly, slapping into Lucy's hips. She was gushing out more of those hot, breathy moans as Gray was now hammering into her. Her head was tipped back, her dainty hands pulling, tugging, nearly ripping his hair out from their roots, her chest rising and falling fast as her pants were becoming short and somehow staggered, it was all a video for Gray to watch before him. He wanted to paused and rewind to his favorite parts, to that one moan that was haunting his mind, but it was impossible now. Now he was so close to the edge. Now he was slowly losing it. Now he was so close...so close it was killing him.

"Damn it, Lucy!" he had no words to describe the feeling of being tightly clenched by the womanhood from the woman of his dreams. He couldn't word the way he was feeling now, but some how, Lucy knew. Her smile was enough to let Gray know, he was doing something right. He was hitting every spot on the list of making Lucy feel like she was on top of the world. A world fit for his queen.

He was about to let go. He was about to stop and just give in to those feelings, just to forget about everything of the place beyond this world and come crashing down back into it. He was ready to...

Beep, beep, beep, beep.

There was a grumble, a string of curses, then the rustle of sheets before Gray realized he was once again waking up to a throbbing head ache. He slammed the stop button and rolled over. Fuck it! Why did he have to wake up from a wonderful world of a dream so realistic it's not even funny. Why did every time he and Lucy shared a dream together, it was interrupted by his obnoxious alarm clock. Why did he set the damn thing anyway?

He sat up and looked around the room to find his curtains open and a showing of, on another occasion, a rather great view of the forest of Magnolia. The sun was beating in and it warmed his uncovered toes, but suddenly it wasn't as great as it was any other day.

Gray pulled himself out of bed and paddled himself over to his bathroom. He leaned over the sink, turning on some cold water, and splashed it into his face to rid the dream from his brain. Once more he'd have to face the day and once more he had to start it with a pounding headache.

After getting dressed and walking into his kitchen where he grabbed himself a glass of cold milk, downed it, and put the empty glass away, he tugged out into the world, off to the guild. Back in reality things weren't as pretty. He could still remember that day like it was yesterday when it's actually been over a month.

"I'm very sorry" Master sat his desk, he head was hung low and his face showed a disappointed scowl. Not one at team Natsu, but at himself. He stared at his hands and couldn't look at his own children's faces. Gray was by the wall with one foot kicked up holding his weight, his head down, shaking his head. Natsu was in the chair by Erza holding his head in his hands. Erza sat back just graceful as she normally was with on leg crossed over the other and her arms crossed over her chest. Lucy was the only one frowning at Master.

"Who are they, telling you want to do with your guild!?" she yelled. She was standing in front of his desk ,her hands slammed on his desk. "We can't break up! We're a team! We've been a team for a while! They don't understand that!"

Master took in a deep breath and let it go. "I understand Lucy, but you must understand that the magic council is over all the guilds. They control everything that we do. I'm sorry but they went as far as to say that if you don't break up, we have to shut down the guild." Everyone's faces shot up, looking up at master. He looked away.

"I'm sorry, but this is not a choice. You must disband immediately."

Gray closed his eyes remembering that day. He would have loved to replace that memory with the one of his dream with Lucy, but it was all something Team Natsu was dealing with, splitting up. Over the course of the past month and a half, that same dream has been controlling Gray, haunting him with the shear thought of it all just being nothing more than a stupid dream. He'd admit it to anyone, he was in love with Lucy, but that wasn't just the problem, he'd tell anyone that, but her. He'd even tell Natsu just so the dragon slayer would keep his grizzly hands off her, but it was all something Lucy was unaware of. Gray tended to keep it that way.

It wasn't like he did't want her to know, it just ended up that way the movement he realized it. Ever since finding out, the one only person to know was Loke. How that happen, he couldn't tell you. It just...did.

Apparently after the team split up, he'd been getting closer to the celestial mage, meeting each other at bars, discussing everything but Fairy tail. They talked of this and that but their direction pointed in no shape form or fashion in missions, magic, or Fairy Tail. It was just two guys, drinking and talking about all the women they've slept with.

But then on that one night, Gray got a little too drunk and things went down hill. "I wouldn't fuck Lucy." he had said, "I'd make sweet, pure love to her, all night long." Loke had given him a look. He knew Gray was drunk but he also knew it was't just the alcohol speaking. That was straight truth Gray was speaking. That was something Gray would truly do. And it wasn't about that, it was about what he said after. "Do you think she'd make sweet love to me? I could fuck her too but i want to...savor it." In that moment Loke realized Gray liked Lucy.

So he asked. "Why? You like her or something?" Gray narrowed his eyes at Loke before he directed them to his glass. He messed with the sweat on the side and let it slowly drip on to his fingers.

"Yeah, so what? She's hot, she's smart, she's cute, she's got an amazing body and i just want to pamper her." Loke's amusement was easily show by the way he slightly turned to the Ice mage after he said that.

"Pamper?" he repeated. "How?"

"Like any other guy would. Make her fall in love with me, i'd take her out, let her have whatever she wants, spoil her, pamper her. I'd take care of her." Loke nodded trying to figure out where this conversation was going.

"Okay and when will this all take place."

"After i fuck he- uh... after i make sweet love to her" Ever since then that dream replayed at some point in the night. It would change slightly but for the most part the same concept. He's in the middle of sexual intercourse with Lucy, she said something that sends him over the edge, things get hotter, the dream ends with Gray sexually frustrated. Every freaking time. It was like a wind up toy. You get it all wound up and it starts to go but then, you never know when, it stops and the excitement wears off. Every fucking time.

Gray snapped out of his endless dark abyss of his mind and pushed the main doors of the guild open. It was as normal as it always was. Gray walked over to his normal table and face palmed into the wood surface. He wanted to become numb, to sink into the table and melt away but he could still feel the cold surface against is nose and forehead and that somehow pissed him off. So he snapped his head up and stomped over to the bar.

"Jack" he mumbled. Mira leaned in to his slumped figure with a worried expression.

"Gray are you okay, you don't seem very well today. Is it the nightmares?" Somehow he had tried to seek comfort in Mira for his dreams. He asked if there was someway to stop the dreams but she only said there was a way to change them and he didn't feel like going through a whole volume on The Art of Lucid Dreaming for Dummies just for that one dream. A dream he would love to relive had he not been interrupted every time. The headaches don't help either. Needless to say now, he was tired of them.

He watched as she poured the alcohol into a glass of ice and hand it to him. "Yeah," he said, "But i'll be fine by the end of the morning." Mira smiled and walked over to Laxus, tending to him.

Gray puffed out a sight after taking a long gulp of his drink and felt the light tap of a hand patting his shoulder. He turned to the woman of his dreams, literately, standing behind him with her sweet smile. He smirked back at her as she sat down next to him.

"Gray?" she asked in her sweet voice, " Can we talk for a minute?" Gray set his drink down and turned to her completely, wanting to give her his undivided attention.

"Yeah, what's up?" he waited as she looked down to her hands, fumbling with them and her words. After a moment she looked up and leaned into him.

"Have you been...thinking about some weird things lately?" she asked. She shifted in her seat a little waiting on Gray to answer. His face contorted into a slight frown as he tried to decipher what she was saying.

"what do you mean?" She leaned in a little more and dropped her voice to a mild whisper.

"Have you been...dreaming about me? In a weird way. I don't know why but lately I've been dreaming about you and me in a...intimate way. It seems so real that i can't tell if it isn't sometimes." She looked up into his eyes and saw his shocked expression and immediately wanted to run and hide in a deep hole. "I'm so sorry i asked that!" she quickly said before getting up. "I've got to go on a mission. Bye Gray." She turned to walk off before Gray caught her arm.

"wait" he said. she turned and looked at him. She looked as if she was on the verge of tears and he realized he should have said something instead of just staring at her like he had. He looked around a saw the little bit of attention they were causing. Not many, but a few were just casually looking at them. He dropped his voice a little. "Sorry, can we talk somewhere private?" She nodded and let herself be pulled into the back of the guild, into a storage room.

The air was thick and silent when they stepped in. Gray waited until Lucy stopped fumbling with the hem of her shirt and look up at him. When she did they continued where they left off. " i was scared to talk to you about it," she said, "i felt that maybe i was just over thinking things and there was nothing going on between us, but those dreams where so detailed and real." Gray nodded and sat down on a box in a corner of the room.

"Yeah. I have." Lucy's head shot up from her study on her shirt and she started to blush. "I don't mean to sound weird," Gray said after a moment, "but can you describe it to me?"

Lucy cringed slightly her finger fumbling become desperate as she thought thoroughly though her words for an answer. "you were.. we were... we were together and- Gray don't make me please" Gray gave her a small smile.

"We were in the middle of sexual activity?" Lucy's face burned as she heard Gray's blunt description of what happened. She nodded weakly. "Do you have these dreams every night?' another nod.

"That's why i wanted to talk to you" she said "It...It felt so real. It was so real i woke up wanting it..." She looked down to her fingers again with her blush deepening in color. "this must be weird for you. You're my guildmate but those dreams make me want you Gray" Gray didn't want to say it, but on the inside he was flipping cartwheels. Lucy wanted him, and he was more than sure this wasn't a dream He could feel the tape from the box he was sitting on stick to the bottom of his pants, he could smell the dust in the air from the room not being used much, but mostly he could feel his desire for Lucy. But what he wasn't expecting was for her to kill those feelings the moment he realized he had them. "I've been having to call Loke out to help me contain those feelings" She mumbled so softly Gray couldn't almost hear. "I wanted you Gray, but i didn't want for things to get awkward if you had turned me down."

Did she just say she had to call out Loke to tend to her sexual desires? Her sexual desires for him!? He wanted to be jealous but at the same time, he couldn't because he understood why she hadn't come to him. But now his jealousy was turning into possession. Loke was not about to steal his girl. he wanted Lucy to come to him for sexual release. To have him contain the desire.

Gray stood slowly and stalked over to her. "Do you know how that makes me feel?" Lucy watched his hands come up and grab her waist, puling her closer to him until she was so close he could sweep her in and kiss her, but he didn't. Lucy was speechless, unable to find her words. ray leaned into her ear and whispered slightly. "It makes me wan you the way you want me more." He said. Lucy's dark, chocolate eyes deeply stared into his.

"Gray" she breathlessly whispered back to him. Gray loved that moan and wanted to hear more of it. It wasn't a fragment of his lousy dream, this was Lucy's real moan, this was Lucy's voice, calling his name. It sent him over the edge. Was this the dream? His dreams did change, but it never changed locations. He swooped in and kissed her lips, tipping her head back and tasting her lips. Their kiss began to grow fierce and rough. Gray shoved her against the room's wall and spread her legs with his knee just as his lounge slipped past her walls of her lips. He could tasted the strawberry soothe on her tongue which only added on to the craving he had of Lucy. The taste mixed with his own and he pressed his body closer to hers.

Then there was a flash behind them, that broke them apart. Gray turned and waited until his eyes adjusted to the darkness again before seeing a rather amused lion spirit staring back at him.

"I knew you wasn't going to be able to restrain yourself." Loke walked over and tugged Lucy away from the ice mage. "Lucy's taken" Gray glared right back at him seeing the challenge in his eyes, he rivaling him. He'd be damned if he let Loke take Lucy.

"Fuck that!"