Word Count: 757

Hello again! I felt a little inspired and more than a little dirty-minded, and thus this chapter was born! There will be innuendos in this, but nothing further than that, so be warned. As always, please feel free to give me feedback and ideas! I don't bite, but Natsu makes no promises!

Gray laughed, shoving Natsu's fiery fingers away. "You're supposed to be patching me up, you fiend," he said fondly. Natsu's own boisterous laugh joined the ice mage's, as the dragon continued his "accidental" tickling.

"Don't know what you mean, stripper. I'm just wrapping your bandages." Natsu continued skimming his fingers across Gray's abdomen, locating all of his stripper's weak spots. With a devilish smirk, the fire dragon pushed his hand a little lower, snapping Gray's boxer's waistband back at him. The ice mage let out a yelp, scooting away from the demon he had fallen in love with. He sent Natsu a deadly glare, huffing out his breath.

"Don't do that again," he stated lowly, hands resting suspiciously over his lower abdomen. Natsu smiled widely, releasing a teasing purr.

"So you liked that? Never pegged you for an 'M' but I'm good with that." Gray opened his mouth to protest but he knew that would only encourage the playful dragon. "I'll have to test that out once you recover fully," Natsu finished with a feral gleam in his dark eyes. The pyromaniac actually did need to wrap Gray's middle with bandages, so he gently resumed his progress and was careful to avoid touching the wizard's sensitive spots. Those were for later.

"So, how was my official impression?" Gray asked nervously, hoping he hadn't screwed it up. Natsu tied off the bandage strip, rising to give the taller male a kiss on the nose.

"You were great," the dragon answered, placing fluttering kisses across Gray's features everywhere besides his lips. Gray groaned, pushing Natsu back.

"Can you quit that? Man, I must be getting weaker," the ice-make mage said with a loving smile. Natsu knew exactly what that meant, as Gray couldn't allow his kind-of boyfriend to be that dense. The dragon had had some lessons on innuendos long before his family had demanded to see the icy pervert.  With Gray's help, Natsu finally understood some of the things Happy rambled about, which was surprising to him as he had never imagined his exceed as such a dirty-minded feline. At Gray's words, Natsu smirked, licking the side of his popsicle's face. "You're a tease," Gray whined to the smaller male.

"I know," Natsu retorted, nuzzling his partner's neck and inhaling his soothing scent for the nth time.

"What is it with you and my neck?"

"And what is it with you and my tongue?" Natsu retaliated, poking his tongue from his lips.

"Shut it, idiot."

"Make me," Natsu responded again, winking at his captivated prey. He chuckled, cleaning up all the supplies he had used on Gray and placing them in their respective cabinets. Now, the two boys were alone in the bathroom together with nothing in particular to do. Well, Natsu certainly had a few ideas.

"Natsu, not now," Gray said before the other male had even made his intentions clear. The ice wizard simply knew the dragon too well to be surprised by the thoughts that flitted around in that brain of his. Gray shook his head, arms crossed. Natsu sent him the anticipated pout, batting his eyes at the seated male. "Knock it off," he sighed.

"I'm not gonna hurt you," Natsu started. Gray sent him a disbelieving look and he finished his sentence, "that much."

"That's what I thought. Keep your claws to yourself, you thirsty dragon."

"Thirsty? What does that mean?" the dragon in question asked confused, furrowing his eyebrows cutely. Gray let out an exasperated sigh. Dense as ever.

A loud knock sounded at the door. "You guys decent?" Laxus called through the door, his voice sounding almost irritated.

"Well, I am," Natsu answered, smirking at Gray. Sting could be heard laughing loudly in the background and nobody had to look to know that Rogue was restraining his twin from barging in on the two. Lector, Frosch, and Happy were all chuckling too, but Carla and Panterlily weren't nearly as interested in the commotion.

"Gray," began the eldest slayer, "get decent or get dead." Laxus growled threatening to get his point across but was met with a much less threatening one in return. "Natsu, you sound like a puppy."

"I do not! I'm a fierce dragon!" Natsu shouted indignantly, making all of his siblings begin laughing as well, even Wendy.

"Sure you are," came the collective response from the other side of the door. Gray wrapped his arms loosely around Natsu, holding his waist.

"You're my fierce dragon," he whispered softly into Natsu's ear. What his family thought of his growl didn't matter. If Gray was safe, he couldn't wish for anything more.