::Fairy Tail and all it's characters are property of Hiro Mashima::
It was a game between the two of them.
When they were out on missions usually. They'd start as harmless texts. Small moments of intimacy interspersed by the time. Starting with one word and gradually getting more intimite by the texts send back and forth.
A game to see who needed a cold shower first to get rid of the steamy thoughts in their minds.
Levy would tease him with her words. Knowing very well how his fantasies worked. She would play with his sense of smell, telling him how she smelled right now. Of books and ink, and sunshine. Of fruit shampoo, sometimes her favourite perfume. She knew he would imagine the scent lingering around him. She knew he loved her scent.
Sometimes they would even send a selfie.
It would never be too balant, but it would make the small cogs in their heads running faster. A just slightly out of place shirt on Levys side. Just barely lower hanging trousers on Gajeels.
Nothing explicit, but enough to get the imagination running.
To get hands moving.
It was teasing.
Sometimes the words made Levy blush when she held her phone. Her partners looking at her in confusion.
Sometimes they made Gajeel turn away his head in an embarrassed manner, making Pantherlily raise a brow at him.
It was a game between the two of them, and it was getting dangerous.
::This is a short attempt for the Gajevy Love Love fest. And a try to get back to write more. Well... Reviews are always welcome::