I've seen a lot of Fairy Tail this summer, and read countless of fanfictions...particularly GaLe. I just love them! :D Therefore my first GaLe and Fairy Tail fic! *loud cheering from within my head*
This fic is a kinda AU-ish, and is a three-shot. Though I will mark it complete when the second chapter is up. Who knows when I will get the guts to write/post the last chapter. . .? O.o :3
Disclaimer; don't own Fairy Tail, and found the picture on Google/Tumblr
Read and enjoy~!
Red eyes roamed over the shady-looking bar, past the giggling intoxicated women and their manly companions and their clear smell of arousal, past the muscled man who worked as a guard and who wanted less responsibility and far more alcohol than the water he had possessed, until his eyes landed on her, his prey.
She sat lonely by a table near the opposite corner, a glass of what he believed was lemonade and ice in a good grip while her eyes was fixated on the book laid in front of her.
She was reading a book in a bar late at night. A smile tugged one corner of his mouth.
Hmm . . .
With confident steps he made his way.
Stopping right behind her he waited for her to notice his presence. She didn't. He didn't like to wait.
He poked her shoulder.
No reaction.
Again.
Nothing.
He started to wonder if she was dead, but the girl turned a page, engulfed in the story.
He sighed, contemplating.
Minutes before he made his move a guy had tried to woo her, but she hadn't said or even look at him to show him he existed and shortly afterwards the guy had left.
Gajeel swore the same thing wouldn't happen to him, and an idea popped up seconds later.
"Hey, I just met you,
And this is crazy,
Your hair is blue
So I call ya Shorty."
She literally jumped up from her seat, wide brown eyes turning startled at him.
"W-W…W-wha…?"
"Your eyes are bluer than the Atlantic Ocean and I'm lost at sea."
"M-my eyes . . ., they're brown!"
"If being weird though hot is a crime, you're so fucking guilty, babe."
She had quieted down, shock written across her face and he used his time to change topic when he saw her cheeks become red and that she clenched her fists together.
She was mad. Just so he liked it. . .
"If I told you that you had a nice body, would you hold it against me?" he wriggled his brows just to prove what he meant, and her cheeks became redder.
"Kiss me if I'm wrong, but dinosaurs still exist, right?"
It seemed that she'd managed to get her mind to work. . .
"Wha…? No, they don't-wait! No-no, I-I mean…yes-no…I-I…"
. . or not.
He used her obvious discomfort to flop himself down on the chair opposite her, not waiting or to ask if he could.
"It's a good thing I have my library card," he saw her flushed but puzzled look, "because I'm totally checking you out!"
"This may seem corny, but you make me very horny."
"You know they say that skin is the largest organ on the human body?" his mouth turned wide and he nodded his head downwards, "Not in my case."
"Eeek-!"
"I am damn sure that dress of yours would look good in a crumpled heap next to my bed. Mind if I talk you out of it?"
"You might not be the best looking girl here, but beauty is only a light switch away."
"I'm just like a Rubik Cube; the more you play with me the harder I get."
"I'm afraid of the dark. . . would you sleep with me tonight?"
"People call me the Iron Fist, but trust me babe, that's not the only part of me that's made of it."
"I wanna put my thingy in your thingy."
"P-please s-stop!" her face was pretty much only red, and her body shook of shock, fear and something he recognised right away, lust. Though she tried to fight it, and was probably flustered by it.
He knew he had only one chance left until she was completely over and while lowering his voice, making her slightly come closer to him to hear him, he said, voice a bit husky.
"You're just like my little toe, because I'm going to bang you on every piece of furniture in my home . . . and do it over" he breathed heavily, "and over again..."
He saw she got goose bumps, a small smirk making itself comfortable as she looked at him, really looked at him. At his muscled and pierced arms, at his ripped black shirt, at the six-pack visible through it, at his long dark hair, until they settled on his eyes.
He heard her swallow.
She was interested.He didn't need more.
"What do you say to leave this bar . . . and get to my place?"
Lust flashed across her eyes, the meekest nod was the only reply he needed and he got up, reaching a hand towards her.
She took it albeit shyly, and he squeezed it to reassure her she had made a great choice. And when they got to his place he was going to prove it.
He sent a smug smile towards the man who'd tried on her and lost, the man huffed back and promptly turned his head.
They got outside the bar seconds later and he took a warm arm around her when a wind flew passed them, whispering hotly in her ear,
"The name's Gajeel. Just so you know what to scream."
By the look of hers and how she bit her lip she didn't doubt it.
Gihihi. . .
Pervy as hell, right? :3 Found the pick up lines on web. . . kinda got freaked out from all the different ones. But nah, I just love dirty talk. . . I think you noticed. XD
So what do you think? Too short? Too dirty? Absolutely awesome? The review-button is below.
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Just sayin'. *cough* XD