Ok so this is my first forray into the fairy tail fanfiction world, btw I haven't written fanfiction since ages…*sigh* real life, meh!

Anyway I heard something today about how men in relationships basically still tended to be very much like a child, my mind just started wandering and well since my muse is still on her world tour, I think she might have gotten lost somewhere in the whereabouts of Okinawa, this is what I came up with.

Hope you enjoy it and please review.

She'd always thought of him as a child more then anything else since she'd first gotten to know him. A very hot headed and fiery tempered child who could take on the strongest of enemies, but a child nonetheless. Then again she wasn't really to blame, he did act like one most of the time.

However, she certainly wouldn't be making that mistake ever again. No, she didn't think she could ever see him as anything but a man from now on, not after he'd taken her so high and so far that she was sure she would never be able to look into his grinning face again without blushing a deep shade of red.

Who would have ever thought that in the dark of night, behind closed doors, when the guild and the world were shut out, he would make her scream out his name with the single mindedness that was such an innate part of him. That his tongue which a few hours before had been spewing insults at Gray would now be tracing the most delightful patterns along the curve of her spine. His hands making her quiver in absolute need for him, robbing her of any thought but the pleasure he was sure to deliver, as he caressed her body.

She was sure she'd been created just for him, the way he fit so perfectly inside her that she could feel every single one of his veins. The hard rhythm he would set up, completely dominating her body and mind yet how he never made her feel inferior or demeaned by his treatment.

How he would would share his warmth with her while they laid with their limbs tangled together, winding down from the peaks they had just climbed.

Running her fingers through his soft but oddly coloured hair and his breath on her neck lulling her to sleep.

Others would still perceive him as more child then man, this side of him remaining a secret.

And she certainly didn't mind keeping it, she was the only one who needed to know of it.

And after all, who would ever believe her ?