Hey, guess what?

I don't think any of these will be full on smut... :'(

I guess I'm not in the right mood.

So here's some fluff.

I hope it's fluffy enough to quench some kind of thirst...

But if you use your imagination, you could think up your own continuation ;)

Anyways. :3

Hope you enjoy!

Graylu Week

Day six- Weakness

September 6th, 2016

Lucy wasn't expecting Gray's peculiar reaction to her accidental touch.

So, when the unusually high pitched yelp resounded through the room, caused by her fingers accidentally touching the soft skin under his neck, she jumped as well.

Her book fell to the floor, temporarily forgotten, as she stared at Gray, bewildered.

"What... was that?" She asked, her head cocking to the side in confusion.

Gray had his hand clapped over his neck, his cheeks slightly pink with embarrassment. He averted his eyes. "...It wasn't anything." He muttered, curling one leg up to his chest, so that his foot was propped up on the edge of the couch where he sat next to Lucy.

Lucy watched him for a moment longer, before shrugging and leaning down to pick up her book. "It looked like you were ticklish." She said calmly, trying to conceal her amusement as she flipped through the pages of her book, absentmindedly looking for the spot she had been at.

Gray gently shoved her shoulder, and she smiled. "You surprised me! That's all..." he grumbled. And with that, he resumed what he'd been doing before, which was reading Lucy's partway finished manuscript, tilting the papers away from her so that she couldn't see what it was.

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"Is that..." Lucy started, her eyes widening a little as she glanced over, curious about what Gray was so immersed in.

Gray paled a little and leaned away. "...No..." He muttered moving the papers away in a half-hearted attempt to conceal the familiar handwriting.

Lucy growled softly, but to Gray's surprise, she merely went back to her own book. After a few more moments, his shoulders relaxed, thinking that she had accepted it this time, and would let him read it in peace.

One minute later, Gray gasped as he heard the sound of a book being dropped on the coffee table, and a pair of slender fingers attacking his unprotected neck.

"Shit!" He swore, dropping the manuscript in surprise as he tried desperately to protect his neck for the fingers that had already begun their deadly work.

Gray's protests and weak defenses crumbled as he collapsed in laughter, with Lucy leaning heavily into him.

The blonde's brown eyes gleamed with amusement as she continued her attack. "I knew it! You are ticklish!" She crowed. She laughed alongside her boyfriend as he tried to get her off of him. "Ah-ah-ah, this is what you get! Maybe you'll learn your lesson this time!" She said.

Gray held up his hands, giving up. "Mercy!" He cried between peals of laughter. Lucy eyed him for a second, then drew away, sitting back on her heels as Gray gasped for a full breath, laying against the arm of the couch.

"...Have you learned your lesson?" She asked, a small smirk on her face.

Gray watched her warily, then sighed. "Yes..." He said finally.

Lucy stayed silent for another moment, then nodded, settling back into her position. She grabbed her book and snuggled into the corner of the couch. "Okay. As long as you know." She said.

Gray leaned comfortably against the back of the couch, dejectedly making shapes out of ice, before making them disappear into tiny shards of ice. He cast a quick glance towards Lucy, who was deeply immersed in her book again, and quietly, slowly leaned down. He picked up the manuscript again, and, as quietly as he could, began to read.

Lucy glared at him out of the corner of her eye and sighed, setting down her book. "Okay, you're asking for it now..." She said, wiggling her slender fingers.

Gray's eyes widened in horror as he watched.

Okay...

Maybe he did deserve it.