Friday, 10 October 2014

Kyo Sohma one shot - Wanderings of a Kitten

Wrote this one aaaaages ago, figured I should post it, because why not?
Read, Comment, and Enjoy!
.x.Hidden.x.Winter.x.




                Kari walked through the woods, and finally reached her destination. She had never been here before, but it’s inhabitants weren’t exactly quiet, they were always yelling and fighting. Right now, there was a brown haired girl and a purple haired boy laughing as they hung up laundry. She knew them both from school, but doubted they knew her. She generally kept to the background in class. Taking a deep breath she walked up to them, “Excuse me, but have you seen my cat?”
                They both turned and looked at her, surprised. She didn’t blame them, not many people walked around this area.
                The girl continued, “she’s only about this big, she’s grey with white splotches, her name is Kitten. This is the only other house in the area, and if she’s not here then it means she’s in the forest somewhere.” She paused, “she’s never run off before.”
                The brown haired girl recovered and put her arm around the other girl, “my name is Tohru, and this is Yuki, why don’t you come inside and tell us more.” Kari didn’t bother telling them that she knew who they were, “I don’t have time to come inside, I have to keep looking for Kitten.”
                “Kitten? Please tell me you’re looking for this.” She tilted her head to look for the voice, and saw an orange haired boy on the roof. He hopped down effortlessly with a bundle of fur under his arm.
                “She’s been following me around all afternoon.” He said annoyed.
                “Kitten!” Kari hugged the cat and felt her purring in her arms. Turning back to the three she bowed awkwardly because of the cat in her arms. “Thank you, and I’m so sorry for intruding, goodbye!” With a wave she began to walk away, the grey cat trotting at her heels and tail in the air.

***

                Tohru was making dinner when she heard three soft knocks at the door. Apprehensive, she opened it a crack, and then fully opened it when she saw the blond hair of Kari.
                “Hi Tohru, Kitten ran off again, I was hoping I could find her here…” she said hesitantly.
                Tohru gave the girl a soft smile and gestured for her to sit at their table. “Let me check with Kyo.” It was quiet when she was left alone, but soon enough Tohru returned, followed by Kyo with Kitten at his heels.
                “You really need to train this cat, I don’t have time to babysit all day.” He sounded even more annoyed than last time.
                “I’m sorry Sohma-san, Honda-chan. I’ll try not to let it happen again.” Kari hastily left the house and Kyo’s harsh gaze. She glanced down at the cat walking beside her, “you seem awfully proud of yourself, does he have a secret drawer of fish or something?”

***

Kyo was waiting for her this time. It was sunny, and he was sat on the porch of his house. He leaned back on his left hand, while his right absent-mindedly rubbed the belly of the grey and white cat. Soon enough, he saw Kari trudging to his house, embarrassment was clear on her face as she wordlessly picked up her cat, bowed to him, and left.

***

                The next day was a surprise, and the days after.
“Do you miss Kitten? She hasn’t been in a week.” Tohru asked him innocently.
“Of course I don’t. That cat was wasting my time.” He answered harshly.
She sighed, “I miss Kitten.”
“Me too.” Shigure sighed with her.

***

                The next day Kyo caught sight of blond hair at school.
                “Hey, Kari!” He caught up to her and walked with her to class. “I haven’t seen your cat in a few days, did she run off again?”
                “Oh, no Sohma-san. I’m keeping her inside, she seemed such a nuisance to you and I knew she’d just keep going back to your house.”
                He looked away and shoved his hands in his pockets trying to create the effect of nonchalance. “You should let her out, cats don’t like being cooped up.”
                She looked at him surprised, “But she’ll just come running back to you.”
                He shrugged, “whatever. Just make sure you come and get her, I don’t have time to be babysitting.”
                She grinned, Kyo wasn’t as bad as he seemed. “Hai, Sohma-san.”
                “And enough with the Sohma-san, my name is Kyo.”
                “Right, Kyo-san."
                “Just Kyo.” He said harshly.
                The harsh voice wasn’t fooling her anymore, he was just a kitten inside.
                “Kyo.”

***

                “Kyo, your friend’s at the door!” Shigure yelled, Kyo was around somewhere, he would hear. Sure enough, thumping footsteps approached and Kyo looked at his guest. The little grey cat purred and rubbed against his ankles. He sighed and turned around, heading back to the roof. He carried the little kitten up the ladder and then placed him down beside him. Wordlessly they lay there, slowly falling asleep.
                Kyo woke suddenly to a drop on his face. A glance showed him the previous blue sky was gone, and was replaced with heavy swirling black clouds. It began to pour heavily he hurried the cat inside, and began to towel it off.
                “You’re soaked to the bone, little kitten. You should know better than to come here when it’s pouring down, how are you going to get home now?”
                There were three soft knocks on the door.
                He strode over and opened it, and there was Kari, hood up, layers of clothing, a big heavy rain coat and clomping rain boots on her feet.
                “I thought I’d come get her before the storm got any worse.”
                “How exactly do you plan on getting her there through the rain?”
                “My coat is big enough to fit her, she’s only small. Don’t worry, we’ve done this before.”
                He removed the towel, and passed the cat. Kari fit it snuggly under her coat and turned to leave.

***

                The storm carried on for days. Kyo was lethargic, and bitter tempered. To his surprise, he wished that the cat would appear on his doorstep.
                I wonder how the cat was doing.
                I bet it doesn’t like this storm.
                I better go check on it.
                He shrugged on his raincoat and after bracing himself, he braved the rain and ran down the street. He reached the small cottage that had to be Kari’s and pounded on the door. He heard scuffling and then it opened. She were wearing an oversized t-shirt and small shorts, and the grey cat was curled around her heels.
                “Kyo, come in, you must be freezing!”
                He stepped over the threshold and took off his shoes. He tugged off his jacket and then saw that his shirt was soaked through.
                “Great.” He muttered, why did he even come here?
                She chuckled, “I’ll go get you a shirt, I can wash those for you to get the rain water out.” She took his clothes and went into another room where Kyo heard her working the washing machine.
                “Here, they might be a bit big on you, but they’re the best I can do.” she held out the clothes to him, and he moved forward to take them when his foot caught on something grey and furry. He tipped forward and crashed into her, both of them fell to the ground.
                Oh no, this is it, I can feel her, I’m gonna turn any minute. Kyo kept his eyes closed and waited for the yell when she saw a ginger cat on top of her instead of him, but it never came. Hesitantly, he opened his eyes and saw her looking up at him.
                “Are you ok Kyo? Kitten must have tripped you.”
                He just stared back. How was this happening? She was fully touching him and he hadn’t turned yet!
                “Kyo?”
                “Kyo are you ok?”
                As he stared he saw her face turn a deeper red and as if shocked by lightning he jumped back up, grabbing her hand and pulling her up with him. Then he locked himself in the bathroom with the clothes she had found for him. The second shirt he tried on fit him well enough, so he took a deep breath and opened the door
                He found her making tea. “I thought it would warm you up a bit.” She said, handing him a cup, but he didn’t tell her that he was warm already. That was the first proper embrace he had ever gotten, from someone other than Kagura who didn’t really count. He could feel it burned into his brain. He sipped his tea and watched as she poured milk into a saucer and putting it on the floor for Kitten who came running.
                The rain cleared up and the moon was trying to break through the clouds, “I should get going.” He said.
                She nodded, “thanks for the company, Kitten loved it.”
                He waved a hand absent-mindedly, and continued to stand in front of her door. He stood for a moment longer, staring through the window and seeing the outside world, the path that led to his house and his cursed family. His eyes flickered, and he saw her reflection. Her, a regular person, in her regular clothes and her regular un-cursed body. Before he could stop himself he had turned and held her in a bone crushing hug, burying his face in her hair. He felt her arms slowly wind around his neck as she returned the hug, and that only made him hold her longer, tighter.
                And as quickly as the moment came, it was gone, and Kyo was running down the path away from the woman and her stupid grey cat.

***

                “What do you mean you can touch her?”
                “I mean I can touch her, how else do you want me to phrase it?” He yelled, exasperated at his family. His two cousins and Tohru were sat around the table and listening to his explanation of the girl with the cat.
                “I mean I fell on her, and I didn’t turn into a cat!”
                “How is that possible?” Yuki said, looking at Shigure.
                “Well it happens, we cursed people would have to completely interbreed with ourselves it we couldn’t touch every other person of the opposite sex. It’s rare, but it happens that sometimes there’s someone who seems to be immune.”
                “So what do I do?”
                “Well from the looks of it, maybe ask her on a date first?”
                Kyo stormed away, stupid Shigure, making fun of him.

***

                “Hey Kari.” He jogged to catch up to her while she walked to class.
                “Oh hey Kyo, you made it home ok the other day?”       
                “Yeah, I did.” Then there was an awkward silence. It was clear that they both had the same thought running through their mind, but neither of them knew how to say it.
                “Kitten really appreciated your visit.” Kari said quickly.
                “Oh did she? I was thinking, maybe, I could come by again.” He said, rubbing the back of his neck, “To see Kitten.” He added on quickly.
                Her face brightened, “She'd really like that!”

***

                The sun was setting, and Kyo and Kari were curled up on the couch in Kari’s house. They were laughing at each other, telling stories, and unconsciously getting closer. Kyo couldn’t help it. Her touch was addictive, he couldn’t get enough of it. Whether it was her leg pressed up against his or her hand brushing against his shoulder, he craved more.
                He sighed, looking out of the window and seeing the light dip behind the horizon. “I should get going.”
                She sighed, agreeing with him, or… “Or you could stay the night, I’m sure Kitten wouldn’t mind.”
                “Kari,” he hesitated, “I’ve got a confession to make… I didn’t really come here… for Kitten.”
                “Really?” She whispered, moving closer to him as if to tell him a secret, “I’ve got a confession too, Kitten wasn’t really the one who invited you.”
                She smiled shyly, still unsure of herself. Somehow, through all the tangled limbs and shared looks, there was still a doubt in her. A fear of rejection that she couldn’t face.
                “Kari…” He whispered, his hand drifting up to brush a ghosting touch along her jaw. He edged closer, his movements jerky as he too, doubted himself. But her face was tilting back and her eyes were fluttering closed, he had to be doing the right thing.
                His lips finally met hers, and that’s all it was, a touch, but what a touch. It was the first touch his lips had ever felt. It was gentle and calm, easy. Because past all the awkwardness, it was so easy to be with her, easier than breathing.
                “Kyo.” She whispered when they parted, but he didn’t say anything. He was too busy looking at the amazing girl he had found, who for once made him normal. He wasn’t ‘cursed’ he wasn’t ‘the cat’. He was just Kyo, plain and simple.
And that’s all he ever wanted to be.

Gray Fullbuster Lemon - Prepare for Consequences

Here's a lemon for all you Gray lovers out there!
Read, comment, and Enjoy!
.x.Hidden.x.Winter.x.


                “Damn it Gray! Couldn’t you keep your clothes on? Your nakedness almost cost us that job!”
                “I heard you the first time!”
                “Obviously you didn’t! Or else you wouldn’t have stripped again!” Penny was furious. Gray was a great guy, he really was. She wouldn’t have fallen for him if he wasn’t. It was just the stripping! She didn’t really care that he was ruining missions, it’s that she didn’t want other people to see him without clothes. As creepy and possessive as that sounded. Then a plan popped into her mind. Over the past couple weeks, she’d received hints that Gray liked her back. Little stutters here, stolen glances there… So if he liked her as much as she thought he did, then he should have the same problem with stripping that she had.
                “Fine, keep stripping, but here’s the deal. You strip, then I strip. Got it?” The guild had gone silent, but Penny kept her blue eyes fixed on Gray. “Now you’ll get to see how weird you look when you walk around half naked in public.” She stormed off and everyone’s eyes turned to Gray.
                “Psh, she doesn’t mean it.”

***

                “Penny!” Her strawberry blond hair was over one shoulder, and her blue eyes were laughing at him.
                “I told you, you strip, I strip.”
                She was walking around the guild in a matching underwear set, and many of the men were ashamed to admit that they were staring at her.
                “Put some clothes on!”
                “Why Gray?” She asked, “do I look indecent? Is it weird for me to walk around like this?”
                “Yes!”
                “Quit being such a hypocrite!” She began to walk away, when Gray folded.
                “Alright, alright!” He pulled his shirt over his head and picked up his pants and was in the process of putting them on. “I’m dressed, would you put on some clothes now?”
                She smirked at him, “gladly.” She walked to where she had dropped her clothes and started to put them back on. Gray tore his eyes away from her, and glared at the men who failed to do so. Penny had hit the nail on the head when she had guessed that she liked him, and was equally as right when she assumed that he would have a problem with her stripping.
                Gray appreciated her body. He loved the subtle curve of her hips, the pale glow of her skin. What he didn’t appreciate was other men gawking at it. She waked back over to him, fully dressed and sat down at his table. They ate with their friends, but he couldn’t help but feel that this was only beginning.

***

                “PENNY!”
                She looked back at him with her blue eyes, and he almost lost it. She was wearing increasingly sexier underwear each time, and it was driving him insane. He couldn’t help the stripping! It was just a part of him! That didn’t mean that everyone should get to gawk at the girl he like wearing nothing but pale green lace.
                His clothes were back on in record time, and he couldn’t accept the smug look she gave him. She wanted to play games? Oh, he’d play games.

***

                “Gray? What are you doing here?”
                It was late, Penny had just finished baking so her entire house smelt like apples. Grey didn’t answer, walking past her into her living room. She followed him, curious.
                He smirked at her, and slowly, unbuttoned his shirt.
                You strip, I strip.
                Penny caught on immediately, and as soon as his shirt skimmed from his shoulders, she gripped the bottom of her own shirt and pulled it over her head. This bra had to be his favourite. Ice blue, with the lace in the pattern of roses. His jeans were already halfway to the ground when her hands dipped to her own waistband.
                She didn’t see him move, but then she was pressed between his warm, mostly-naked body, and the wall. She felt the heat radiate from him, from his hands as they slithered up her back to unclip her bra. Then there was nothing between their upper bodies, and it felt so good. One hand cupped a breast, steadying it as his mouth descended, lips parting to take a pert nipple inside. He nipped at her, sending bolts of electricity through her body. His tongue swirled and a moan was ripped from her throat as pulled and sucked at her.
                His other hand had different plans, and was deftly pushing her pants down her long legs. Her head was clouded, full of his mouth and his tongue, until his fingers pressed against the ice blue lace at her core. Her hips tightened, craving more, and his fingers complied. The pressed into her, the thin lace being the only barrier between them. A harsh moan that sounded like his name egged him on, and soon his fingers were dipping behind the lace, shifting it to the side as he reached his goal.
                She was slippery, wet. His finger slipped inside easily. Just the one, to test, but it wasn’t enough as her hips bucked against him. A second finger joined his first, stretching her and curling inside her.
                “Ah, graay”
                He silenced her with his lips, which pressed hard and demanding against hers. All of his pent up frustrations from the past two weeks, the jealousy of having other men see her, all of it was coming out in that kiss, and Penny was loving it.
                She groaned as his fingers left her empty. But then his thumbs were pulling on the sides of her panties and they fell to the ground, soon followed by his boxers.
                They were back at each other in seconds, their bodies cold without each other. Lips caressed skin while hands explored. His hand trailed down her leg, hooking under her knee and harshly pulling it up. She gasped, standing on one foot, tiptoes balancing her as she wrapped her arms around his neck, pulling him closer to steady her.
                He pressed his erection against her, the shaft parting her wet lower lips, and pulling a groan from his throat. He rubbed himself slowly against her, burying his face in her neck and working on the soft skin there. She was so warm, and he could feel her juices trickling down his cock.
                “Gray.” She breathed. A plea, desperate to not waste another second. She felt his tip line up at her entrance, and then he was fully inside her, rocking his pelvis and sending waves of ecstasy through her body. Her leg was still hooked on his forearm, making her tighter, squeezing him all the more. Her fingers wrapped in his hair, pulling lightly in time with his thrusts, small gasps leaving her mouth, begging him not to stop.
                He could feel her tensing around him, her insides caressing him and grasping at him.
                “Penny, I’m-”
                “I know, just – ah – faster!"
                His hips pounded into her, his one hand around her waist sure to leave a bruise, the hickies on her neck sure not to go for days, but neither of them cared. She felt herself tightening, tightening, and then she fell. Her body spasming and writhing underneath her lover who was rushing to his finish. He sheathed himself inside her, his body unravelling as he kissed her messily. They were sweaty and dishevelled, and the room smelt of sex, but they could only grin at each other.
                “So.”
                “So?”
                They laughed, and the unconventionality of the situation.
                “So I was in the neighbourhood and thought I’d stop by” He said, a cheeky grin on his face. She noticed he still hadn’t removed himself from inside her, or let her leg down.
                “That’s so nice of you.” She said jokingly.
                “But it’s getting late, think I could stay the night?” He looked at her, and although she could feel him hardening again, and could feel her nipples pressing against his chest, there was adoration and honesty in his eyes. She leaned up, kissing him again.
                “I don’t think that would be a problem.”     

   

Gray Fullbuster one shot - An Awkward Mess of a Birthday

Hey everyone! Just another quick Gray one shot since I saw a lot of you were reading them, currently working on a lemon for Gray, so keep your eyes out for that!
As Always, Read, comment, and Enjoy!
.x.Hidden.x.Winter.x.



                Jackie wasn’t one to make a big deal about her birthday. A meal out with friends, a quiet night in, that was her idea of a good time. Apparently, her friends thought otherwise.
                “Come on! Come on!” Cana and Lucy were dragging her down the street, a familiar route that she was sure led to her house.
                “What are we doing?” She asked, her curiosity peaking out.
                “It’s not what we’re doing, it’s what you’re doing.” Lucy said slyly, and Jackie knew that this couldn’t be worse. They’d obviously planned something awful…..
                They stopped in front of her house, and they pushed her to the front door. “Go on! Your present is waiting inside!” Their smiles were evil, and Jackie shivered. Couldn’t she just go curl up by a fire or something? But they’d put the ‘present’ inside her house, she wouldn’t be able to sleep properly until she knew what it was. Still, Jackie wasn’t one to be ungrateful.
                “This is really nice of you guys, going to all this trouble for me.”
                Lucy and Cana split into peals of laughter, “Don’t thank us yet!” They snickered again, and then turned and began to walk away. “We’ll see you tomorrow… maybe.” Jackie didn’t trust their mysterious faces one bit, but it wasn’t like she had a choice in the matter.
                She fished out the key and opened the front door, flicking on the light. A folded piece of paper was on the opposite wall.

                Jackie <3
                Happy Birthday! We’ve all pitched in to make you this scavenger hunt, and at the end you’ll be able to unlock your present!
                Good luck! And don’t have too much fun with it!
                Your friends at Fairy Tail
                xo

On the back there was a map, messy and hand drawn, but obviously it was the layout of her house. Numbers had been placed all over it. 1 was in the kitchen… was that square supposed to be her fridge? She head in, curiosity growing. There was a box in her fridge with another note on it. 

Carry me with you.

Something rattled from within the box as she picked it up, but she stopped herself from opening it. Barely.
Number 2 was in her living room, a white men’s button up shirt… this was getting strange…. What had Cana and Lucy planned?
Number 3 made her freeze. She had thrown them across the room when she realised what she was holding, but she knew those boxers anywhere. Everyone in Fairy Tail knew Gray’s boxers!
Honestly, she didn’t know why she was continuing to go along with this, maybe because she didn’t want to know what was at the end, because right now, there was only one suggestion she could think of.
Number 4 was a packet of condoms.
Number 5 was the last on her list, and it was in her bedroom. Taking a deep breath, she cracked open the door and took a peak, before slamming it shut again.
What was he doing in her bedroom!? Her cheeks started to heat up, Lucy had known about her crush on the ice wizard… Cana had probably figured it out…. They’d probably told Natsu… this was awful.
He must have heard the door, and started yelling, but it sounded strangely… muffled… Braving herself, Jackie quickly walked into the room before she could chicken out.
She didn’t prepare herself enough for this. Grey was bound with rope to one of her kitchen chairs. His arms were behind him, his eyes were blindfolded, and a piece of cloth was shoved in his mouth as a gag. Oh god. Jackie couldn’t stop herself from looking, but thank god he was wearing jeans. He was actually… fully clothed for once. A piece of paper was stuck to his chest.
Gently, Jackie pulled down the blindfold so it hung loosely around his neck, and pulled out the gag.
“Jackie? What am I doing here?” His grey eyes were wide and confused, and so close to hers. She pulled back a bit to clear her mind, and took the piece of paper attached to him.  

Congratulations Jackie! If you can’t tell, we got you a stripper for your birthday! Feel free to open the box from the fridge now, and go wild! He’s been paid for the night, and we’ve officially locked the two of you in! So don’t even try to leave! Enjoy!      
               
                “Apparently you’re a stripper for my birthday.” She said, laughing at the explosion of red that coated his cheeks as he tried to splutter out a response. Her laugh calmed her, he was just as confused and awkward as she was. She peeked in the box, just to see, and found whipped cream and strawberries. Her friends had gone over the top with this, but she did like strawberries.  
                “How long have you been here?” She asked.
                “A long time! It’s a good thing these chairs have cushion!”
                She laughed, walking around the chair to untie his hands, only to find them handcuffed. “Do you have a key for these?” She asked.
                “No, I thought you would.”
                Jackie went back to the note and flipped it over.
               
                P.S. The key for the handcuffs is on him somewhere, have fun finding it!

                Oh no...
                He saw her expression and dreaded to ask, “what is it?”
                “The key is on you… somewhere…” His face paled….
                “We’ll you’ll have to find it then.” He said, looking at her, “my arms are going numb, and it feels like the cuffs are wound in the chair. I’m not moving until we have that key.”
                He could tell something was bothering her, but his mind was far past that. Lucy didn’t pull mean jokes like this, so there had to be a reason for it. The only thing he could think of was that Lucy was forcing them to face each other. Gray had liked her for ages, so the only reason that Lucy would tie him up in her bedroom was that Jackie must like him back.
                “Come here.” He said, and she numbly followed his instructions until she was stood between his knees. “Kneel down, good. Now unbutton my shirt.”
                “What?”
                “This key could be anywhere, and with what they’ve made you do so far, do you think they’re going to let you off easily? They wrote in that note that I’m your stripper, that means that you have to strip me to find the key!”
                Jackie nodded, his words made sense, but this was mortifying. Her shaky hands raised to fumble with the top button of his shirt, and then the next, and the next, until his shirt was loose and hanging from his shoulders.
                “No key.” She said. A lump was forming in her throat, the next step would be…
                “My jeans. But check the pockets first.”
                She did, and then her fingers hovered around the button that held the jeans closed, “Jackie, calm down. And besides, it’s not like you’ve not seen my boxers before. You carried a set in the room with you!”
                Again, she nodded, refusing to look at him as she popped the button, and slowly pulled down the zipper. She shouldn’t be enjoying this so much! This was wrong!
His muscles tensed as he awkwardly lifted himself so she could slide the jeans from him. He didn’t say anything as her hand brushed his bum, but he could feel it. Now this was bad, he was in boxers and getting hard. How could he not get hard when the girl of his dreams was undressing him!? He just had to pray she didn’t see it. But she had to, because they still hadn’t found the key…
                “Gray, I don’t know if I can…”
                “Me neither.” He said, shifting in the seat. Being in his boxers around her felt normal, but without them…
                “Wait, Gray!” Her fingers jumped to the waistband and pulled it down. He yelped, but she had only moved it an inch, to the inky black letters had been scrawled there.

                Just kidding! The key is on top of the ceiling fan!

Jackie felt humiliation begin to bubble in her stomach, and then she felt something else… something pressing against her wrist…
She froze as she realised what it was, and looked up at Gray with wide unbelieving eyes. He was looking away, and then she realised how humiliated he must be.
Hurridly, she stood on her desk and found the little key on the fan blades. She unlocked the cuffs, and then stood looking out of the window, giving him some privacy. She heard him pull on his jeans and the clicking of his belt buckle, and then he sighed.
“Jackie…”
She turned around, he didn’t look embarrassed any more, more determined now. “Yeah?”
“You know why they did this?” He gestured to the floor littered with his boxers, condoms, whipped cream and strawberries. “It’s because…” He couldn’t say it. How was it that fighting monsters was easy, but telling a girl you liked her was so hard? “Well it’s because I like you, and I think you like me, and they wanted to get us together.” He took a step closer, his open shirt fluttering with his steps. “So we’ve got two options. One, we can pretend this never happened. I bust out a window and leave, and we never speak of it again. Or, option number two. We admit it, and we get over this horrible awkward experience and start things our own way. I like you Jackie, a lot. So what do you say?”
She couldn’t speak, how could she? Grey just admitted he liked her, after all this time! “I, I…” Words were failing her, as they often did. Instead, she let her fingers trail over his hand, and gripped it tightly, looking up at him.
His face had broken out into a smile as he pulled her closer so she was flush against him. His forehead leaned against hers, and she laughed at the cool breath on her face. She let her eyes flicker to his lips, his lips that were so close to her own. He grinned as he watched her, and decided to make the move himself.
Jackie had imagined kissing Gray hundreds of times, but she had never pictured it like this. It was all peppermint and snowflakes and hot chocolates on snowy days. It was Christmas morning wrapped in glittering tinsel and cold nights wrapped in blankets. That’s what Gray was, and Jackie gladly let herself fall into it.
“So we can’t really yell at Lucy and Cana any more can we?” She asked.
“Cana was in on it too? That makes sense. I was wondering who could get Gildarts to knock me out and tie me up.”
“Does that mean that Gildarts wrote the…” Her eyes glanced at his waistband and the words that were written just inches from….
“We’re going to forget that anyone ever wrote that.” He said firmly. She laughed, still feeling the warmth of his fingers laced with hers. No, she wouldn’t be able to yell at Cana, or Lucy. Because as awkward as it all was, Jackie wouldn’t give up what she had now. But there was going to be one minor speed bump…

“What’s Juvia going to say?”