How many piercings are there?
A Levy/Gajeel One Shot
Levy P.O.V.
It was just another evening at the guild hall as we all sit around chatting about our most recent jobs. Erza had called it an early night claiming she wanted to catch up on her beauty rest.
"Tell Jellal 'Hi' for us." Natsu called after her as he sat down with a tray of more drinks.
Wendy had left earlier, taking the exseeds with her, they had a fishing trip planed for morning. Which left myself, Lucy, Natsu, Gray, Juvia, and Gajeel. Natsu passed the drinks around as Lucy was talking to Gajeel. I kept to myself trying to finish a book I only had three pages left of when I heard her question him about his piercings.
"So how many are there all together?" Lucy asked.
"What does it matter to you?" Gajeel spit back.
"General curiosity." Lucy answered.
"You know curiosity killed the cat."
"It's a good thing then that I'm not a cat."
Gajeel laughed. "You're right Bunny Girl."
"So how many are there?" Lucy pushes the question.
"Thirty-six."
"But I only count twenty-eight." Lucy says a bit suspicious.
"So where are the ones we can't see?" Natsu asks.
"Like I'm tellin' you!" Gajeel roared.
"So who will you tell?" Lucy hints.
"Sorry Bunny Girl, I don't like you that much." Gajeel laughs.
"So pick someone." Gray says.
"Why is it such a big deal?" Gajeel asks.
"Because they don't believe you." Juvia states.
"Yeah we kinda already know where but Juvia's right we don't believe you." Gray says.
"You want proof huh?" Gajeel asks.
"Yep." Lucy says.
"Fine, I pick the Shrimp."
At the sound of my unfortunate nickname I look up from my almost finished literature. "What?"
"Come on, your friends want proof and you are going to be my witness." Gajeel says grabbing me around the waist, picking me up and putting me over his shoulder.
Lucy is smiling at me, Natsu is giving me the thumbs up, and Gray yells "Take one for the team!"
Next thing I know I'm in the janitorial closet. Gajeel sets me down, and I blink up at him only catching part of the conversation and a bit confused as to what I am suppose to take for the team. "What am I doing?" I ask.
Gajeel chuckles. "You have no clue do you Shrimp?"
I shake my head.
"Your friends wanted to know how many piercings I have but could only count twenty-eight out of the thirty-six."
I swallow hard. "So that leaves eight unaccounted for."
"You want to take a guess at where they are?"
My eyes glance down at his nether reigns then back up to his eyes.
"You be sure to count so you can tell Bunny Girl." Gajeel says as he starts to undo the tie on his pants.
Wanting to do just as Gray had told me, I crouch down slowly as Gajeel exposes himself. At first I don't see anything different then what most men have but I catch a glimpse of something shiny in the dim light. I reach out hesitating for a second before taking ahold of the base of his member and looking at the underside. I start to run my thumb up each stud counting as I go. One, two...
"You don't have to touch it Shrimp." Gajeel chokes out.
"Just doing what you said, counting." I smile a bit to myself. Three, four.
His member is starting to harden as I continue my numerals, five, six.
Gajeel forces out a breath, grabbing the small work bench behind him to steading himself.
"Almost done." assuring him, as if I am conducting a procedure that is causing him pain. Seven, eight. "There ARE eight of them."
Gajeel grinned. "One for every inch of length."
I look down reassessing the length of him, he was quite impressive, I rub my thumb down each of the studs, my thoughts tightening things between my thighs.
"Now your wondering what they feel like aren't you Shrimp?"
I look back up at him with a blush on my cheeks as I bite my lower lip, and stand up, letting him go in the process. Gajeel picks me up by the waist turning and setting me down on the work bench, pushing himself between my legs.
"Do you want to find out?" he says putting him mouth next to my ear. "You should know that I don't ask many girls this question, only the ones I like."
"Are implying that you have never done this before, or that by the time you have your cock out, there's no turning back?" I ask.
"The later."
I take his hand from my waist and put it on my exposed thigh. "I don't let just any man get this close to me, only the ones I like."
It was his turn to question. "Are you implying that you haven't ever done this, or that you haven't found one you liked?"
I smile because either way you looked at it I hadn't done any of this before. "Both." I say in his ear.
I feel him grin against my neck before he licks at the flesh. His thumb on my thigh is rubbing large slow circles as his lips touch my neck. My lips part in a gasp, hands traveling from where they had been sitting at his shoulders up into his thick black mane.
He pulls back, looking at me. "Levy..."
The way he says my name is honest and unsure, unlike his usual teasing voice he has when he calls me Shrimp, or Shorty. I lean forward and press my lips to his, running my tongue over his bottom lip tasting the bitterness of the alcohol that had soaked into his slightly chapped lips. His mouth opens and I slowly enter his mouth tasting more of the alcohol but am met with his tongue that has a bit of a metal taste to it.
I wrap my untouched leg around his lower back pulling him closer to me knowing he was already exposed, feeling him hard against my cotton covered core. His other hand touches my outer thigh as the other hand moves to wrap my other leg around his back as well, I take the hint and interlock my ankles while both his hands slide up my thighs, under my skirt to my hips. I'm being picked up as his fingers pull at the waist band of my cotton panties, sliding them over my butt before I am being set back down on the bench.
Unlocking my ankles, my legs hang freely and my panties begin to slide, Gajeel steps back allowing them to pass. He gets them over my shoes but never stops kissing me which I'm glad for, if we stopped kissing I would feel over exposed and a bit embarrassed, but with his lips on mine I want nothing more for him to have me.
His hand is at my thigh again and I can feel it hesitate at the hem of my skirt. Gajeel didn't seem like he was the nervous type when it came to this sort of stuff so why was he so cautious? I let out a small encouraging moan to let him know I was enjoy every bit of what he was doing, this seemed to give him his bearings back as he pushed his hand further up my thigh. I open my legs wider as he reaches just below my ass, his hand slowly sliding inward. His other hand has been bracing itself on the work bench but I want it to touch me as well. I take my hands out of his hair, Gajeel stiffens for a second probably thinking I was going to stop him or his hand that was advancing ever so slowly towards my core, but instead I reached behind me and unzipped my top, letting my hands fall to the hem before clasping it and pulling the fabric over my head, breaking the kiss and exposing it all to him.
As soon as I see him I start to blush but I refuse to be embarrassed. I take hold of his hand that is sitting on the bench and start to pull off his glove exposing his bare palm. I move his hand and place it on my breast, I sit back propping myself up with my arms as Gajeel leans in to kiss my chest. He starts by licking the flesh as his hand starts to massage, thumb rubbing over my nipple before his tongue catches it and his lips move around it caressing it in a kiss. His other hand had finally made it to its destination and although he still had the glove on that hand, I was not missing out on sensation.
I let out a moan as he did two things at once, his teeth grazed my nipple and his fingers slide between my folds. I push against him, putting my hands in his hair, only to pull him closer to me. His fingers started to work me and although I was no stranger to pleasuring myself, having someone else do it was completely new and it felt great. His mouth came up off my breast and worked its way up to my neck and then to my mouth. My hips start to move as he gets closer and closer to the opening with each rub. His fingers stop suddenly and I pull back from the kiss.
"What's wrong?" I ask.
"I just... don't want to hurt you; I promised myself I would never hurt you again."
"You haven't hurt me." I say.
"Not yet, but if we continue, it will hurt, I will hurt you."
"How about I tell you if it starts to hurt, if I do then you can stop." I say knowing I won't say anything, no matter how much it does hurt. I know it could and it probably will but it was worth it in the end.
Gajeel looks at me knowing all to well my plan.
"If it's not you, it will eventually be someone and I rather it be you." I say.
I watch as he ponders what I just said. "Are you sure? A janitorial closet is not the best place to lose your V-card."
He had a point but if I didn't do it now, who knows when we would get another chance and it might be awkward between us if we stop now. Kinda like not knowing for a fact that you are dating someone and you're to chicken to just ask them.
"It could be worse." I say.
He looks at me and I can start to feel that awkwardness I lean in a kiss him hard, tongue and everything, hips thrust into his hand moving his fingers, I moan into his mouth. I feel one of his fingers at my opening as it pushes itself inside then retreats, entering again with a second finger. I moan letting him know that he's not hurting me and that it feels good, but I knew the fingers were not what was going to hurt.
He worked them until I started to feel a tightness deep inside. My right hand moves down his chest past his waist to take hold of his mass erection, harder then it had been when I had counted the piercings that had started it all. I feel the studs as my hand begins to pump him.
Gajeel brakes from the kiss gasping for air. "Levy..."
I thrust my hips into his hand, reaching my peak, gripping him tightly. I let out a louder moan that held his name. His fingers stop moving and slowly start to retreat, I'm breathing hard.
"Now is the best time, while my body is distracted." I breath against his neck.
I still have a hold of him, as he steps closer to me I am able to guide him, putting his tip at my entrance. My hand letting him go to move to his hip, pulling him closer, feeling him push at me. I gasp at how big he feels, he stops.
"You're fine, just didn't realize what a tight fit it was going to be." I smile and kiss him.
I feel the first two studs before he reaches the end. He hesitates, giving me a moment to get use to how big he is and how stretched I am. He pushes at me slowly and my finger nails dig into his shoulders, making him retract just a bit before thrusting the next three studs into me. I pull back from his lips and cry out.
Mean while outside the janitors closet:
"You think she would be done by now." Gray says to the group.
"Oh she's been done for a while." Natsu says with a smile.
"Then what are they doing?" Lucy asks.
"Something Juvia would like to do with Gray." Juvia says.
Gray looks at Juvia, as Lucy starts to blush.
"You think Levy would do something like that?" Lucy asks, more to herself then anyone else.
"I know they are, I can smell it." Natsu smiles.
Back in the hot closet:
I can feel the aching of being torn but once the first shock of pinching pain was gone that's all it was, an aching. Gajeel's hand is at my cheek as he brings my eyes to his in a silent question. I smile and nod although I know I have unshed tears in my eyes. He leans down to kiss me again and I welcome his lips as they take the attention away from the ache.
Although his lips and tongue are moving his hips have not and I wonder if part of the ache is from him not moving, I thrust my hips slightly, testing my theory and finding that I am partially right, the ache moves with him emphasizing just how tight a fit it i s.
I push at his hips, causing him to slide out a stud. His lips come off mine as he pulls out another two studs. I stop his hips from continuing. Was he thinking I wanted him out of me?
I shake my head no. "Just move." I say pulling him back to me, feeling a stud reenter.
I let out a breathy moan, causing him too regain his confidence. I am glad to have him back to normal. He slides two more studs back into me, three more to go before he was completely inside. I thrust my hips gaining another stud, and a grunt from Gajeel.
He puts his hands on my hips and starts to thrust slowly, I moan letting him know that it doesn't hurt. He continues his slow thrusts and I can feel his muscles are tense, much more then they should be. I put my lips to his ear kissing first.
"I'm not as fragile as I look, you don't have to hold back." I whisper before kissing his neck.
Gajeel groans as he speeds up his pace letting each one of his studs rub the inside of me, Mavis they felt good. The tip of him was hitting the end of me, reminding me of just how big he was and he really had to push to get the eighth stud in.
My hands are in his hair gripping it at his scalp, pulling at it as I start to tighten. My lips are parted and at his ear breathing hard, "You feel so good, I'm close... you wont break me I promise."
I get a growl as his thrusts get harder but keep their speed. I moan feeling all eight of the piercings as they rub me on the inside. I hold my breath listening to his breathing but this causes his to question his actions.
"Don't stop." I whisper in his ear.
He changes his movement causing a reaction in me that was different from the first orgasm he had given me. Although the studs still rubbed they weren't the only thing rubbing against me now, my hands tightened in his hair as he let out a grunt, I moan in his ear letting it change as the feeling changed, I was close, my breathing was all over the place.
"Gajeel..." I moan as I come undone.
He slows to a relaxed pace, I was glad, I needed a breather. I had never experienced anything like that.
"You ok?" I said pulling back to look at me.
I shake my head not trusting my words.
Gajeel's P.O.V.
She is holding on to me like I'm her life line while she trembles from her labored breathing. I hold on to her small frame not moving any part of me, I'll wait until she gives me the go ahead. Her hand touches the side of my face and I can't help but shudder, her hand is so soft and delicate like the rest of her and I will keep my promise to never hurt her again. Her lips are on mine gentle and yielding.
Levy is everything that I'm not and I could not love that more, she made up for my roughness, my temper, my whole personality, for me. Her hands were at my chest and I hated the fact that my shirt separated her skin from mine. She must have felt the same way as those small hands grab the hem of my shirt and start to lift it up. I pull away form the kiss and assist her in her efforts. We reunite like two magnets that have been pulled apart and then let go. Our lips crash into each other, her hands are once again on my chest but this time they are gripping and needing at my skin.
She moves her hips so slightly but the sensation rolls up my body and out of my mouth and into the kiss in the form of a mumbled moan, feeding her her own pleasure. My hands are once again at her hips as I pull her closer to me testing her reaction as to whether she was ready to continue. She brakes the kiss, throwing her head back and rolling her hips into the small movement making it more then I had meant it to be.
I take that as a good sign but keep my movements slow as I thrust, her fingers start to dig into my chest, the feel of her nails is driving me insane, did she not know I was a masochist? I thrust in a bit deeper causing her to grip harder. I let out a groan, her hips roll into the next thrust as a response; I'm slowly losing control as my animalistic instincts begin to override my human thoughts. I let out a growl that should not come from a human mouth but have apparently come out of mine. Never, with all the other have I not been able to control it, why now? Why with her, with Levy, the most fragile of them all, has it decided to come out and play?
I have a second to push down the beast, restraining it. Levy moves her hands to the back of my neck, which helps me control it. Her lips are on mine again as she thrusts hard against me; I push back but know that will only make things worse. I pull back from the kiss with a frustrated growl, knowing all to well I'm going to have to stop this before I can't control it any longer leaving me to deal with my frustrations on my own later.
Levy kisses my neck gently making her way to my ear. Her breath is hot against my skin as she moans.
"Gajeel... I'm ok, let go."
My body freezes, I pull back so I can look at her. "I don't think you understand." I say hearing the frustration in my voice.
"You shouldn't resist and ignore what it's trying to tell you."
I look at her with a bit of a smirk. "Alright bookworm what have you read?"
"Enough to know that a dragon mates for life and that applies to the slayers as well. I also know that the slayers inner dragon is the one who picks their mate, sometimes leaving the human half to deal with the repercussions."
"And how do you know that's what I'm fighting with?"
"I can feel the power emanating from you, as well as you fighting to control it and to smash it down. Is it because you don't want me as a mate? Or is it because you don't think I want to be tied to you?"
I think about her question, this was so not what I had planed when I brought her in here, I was not ready to make this decision but I also knew that if the human part was strong enough to push the dragon half down while trying to claim a mate that the dragon would never again try to claim one, leaving the slayer to live a solitary life, that meant that even if the human half tried to connect with the same mate the dragon had chosen that it wouldn't work. I had talked to slayers that had done just that and they regretted not giving in, true they lived happily with the mate the dragon had chosen but they missed out on so much because they were not truly connected. Shit. My beast growled and I had to restrain from thrusting into her as her body tightens from the stillness.
"I leave the decision to you. My feeling agree with the dragon, but I have a promise to uphold, I will not hurt you."
Levy smiles as she leans in, her lips on mine again, the softest of kisses, Mavis this woman, I needed an answer. As if she had read my thought she pulls back.
"I will say it once more, let go."
I lean forward and kiss her forcefully, her hands are back in my hair pulling me closer as her hips begin to move again, this time I let myself drive into her, causing her fingers to pull at my hair. I made an unspoken agreement with the dragon that he could have her but he could not hurt her. I knew sometimes the claiming of a mate can cause some physical injuries, but he seemed to understand so I let him take over.
I pulled her hips into me more forcefully, feeling the pull she has on me as her body contracts, it wasn't the sex I was worried about it was the actual claiming, to do that a mate must receive a bite from the dragon somewhere on their body, in this position it was either her neck or her shoulder, I pushed for the shoulder, away from major arteries.
I brake the kiss, leaning down to kiss her neck, working my way to her exposed shoulder, Levy cries out her hands move to my back, fingers gripping tightly.
"Let go..." she moans.
Her body tensing up but not in fear of the pain of being claimed, but in pleasure as she reaches her peak. I graze her skin with my teeth as I open my mouth, her skin breaks out in goose bumps. Fingernails dig into my back, her body spasms and I bite down, I thrust hard into her feeling my release, I tighten my jaw, Levy cries out as her body reacts to the power of being claimed causing her to come again, I ride that power as I let myself go just as she had told me to.
