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Gray watched Natsu eat plate after plate of food with an expression that bordered somewhere between fascination and disgust.
It wasn’t just the amount of food he was devouring, for what Natsu was doing couldn’t be called anything else, it was also how messy of an eater he was.
Whenever he would smile or try to talk to Gray as he ate, bits of food would fly out of his mouth only to find their way onto Natsu’s clothes, and since he was wearing his open vest, onto his chest as well.
And Gray would be lying if he said his attention wasn’t drawn to it, his mouth watering as his mind eagerly came up with fantasies of all the fun things that could be done with cherries and whipped cream on the taut canvas that was Natsu’s toned body.
Natsu stopped eating for a moment and peered at Gray curiously, breathing in the change in his lover’s scent, and when the ice mage suddenly suggested in a husky voice, the one that always proved to be Natsu’s undoing, “Why don’t we go home? I’m suddenly in the mood for a sundae,” Natsu was already leading the way.