Day 1: Selfie/Sexting

Gajeel "Black Steel" Redfox, the iron dragon slayer and one of the most feared men in all of the land of Fiore was in agony.

It wasn't an illness or an injury from battle that had wounded him so. No, the hurt that had brought the mighty Black Steel to his knees was a pain only a man can know and none other than his pint-sized girlfriend Levy McGarden had caused it.

If he had known this was going to happen, he never would have agreed to help Levy test Warren's newest communication lacrima to see if its "texting" application could work over long distances.

"All you have to do is send me a few messages along the way," Levy had told him before he boarded his train. "Oh, and try to send some pictures as well."

He really should've known something was up. Levy having had that look in her eye that meant she was up to something but Gajeel had been too busy trying to keep his lunch to notice.

Kissing Levy goodbye, her sweet honey and lavender scent laced with the smell of books, flooding his senses and settling his queasy stomach. Gajeel climbed aboard. Levy waving from the platform the last thing he saw before his motion sickness came back with a vengeance and sent him into a near comatose state for the long train ride.

The first text message and selfie came as soon as Gajeel and his Exceed partner arrived at the small village of Nesca, to hunt down an apparently very large wild boar that had been destroying homes and farms, as well as nearly killing a family in their carriage on their way to town.

While Lily was speaking to the mayor, Gajeel pulled out the small lacrima device. Tapping the button below its screen, it lit up to show the icon of an envelope with the words "One new message from Pocket Woman."

A few more clicks and the device was unlocked and opened.

"Hey just kicking back with a new book. Have you gotten to Nesca yet?" Levy's text said and below was a picture of a book open across her lap and her black stocking clad feet.

Again, Gajeel didn't see anything abnormal about the message and quickly snapped a selfie standing in front of the Nesca town sign. "Yeah just got here. Train ride was a bitch." The device beeped as the message was sent; appearing below Levy's showing the date and the time it was sent above.

Ding. "When will you be back?"

One pierced brow arched as Gajeel stared down at the seemingly innocent text. He had told her the mission would last a week, that's why Warren had asked him to do this. "A week. Why is something wrong short stack?"

"No it's just I forgot to show you something..." A second studded brow joined the first, the air leaving his lungs in a whoosh. His hand clenched around the device it creaking under the force of his grip as heat flared through his body, hotter than the Salamander's flames and pooling low in his gut.

Lighting up the small screen was a picture of his sweet innocent girlfriend in not so innocent attire that was making his pants painfully tight. Levy lay reclined on what he recognized as his bed, her hair spread across the pillows in a glowing blue halo against his black sheets. Her lips wearing a smirk that rivaled his own, the arm of her glasses tugging down the plumb rosy flesh of her bottom lip. But what really caught his attention and kept sending fresh waves of heat towards his groin was what she was wearing or lack of.

Blood red lace covered her milky white skin, hugging her tantalizing full hips held together by a piece of glorified string. The book from her previous selfie lay across her navel, her hand spread across the leather in a soft caress that had his skin itching to be touched just so. Her breasts were covered in more of the vibrant lace that barely contained the generous mounds. Levy's caramel eyes practically glowed with a "come and get me" look, as Gajeel could only gape down at the erotic picture in shock and barely controlled lust.

His shorty, who was the poster child of innocence, had transformed into the epitome of temptation and lust. Ding. "I wanted to show you my new outfits."

If it weren't for his professional pride on never quitting a job Gajeel would've hoped right back on the train, motion sickness be damned, and head straight back to Magnolia and the little minx that waited there. Instead, he grabbed his cat by the scruff of his neck and raced into the woods.

The next week was something straight out of his personal hell. Levy continued sending pictures of each of her new "outfits" ranging from more lace to transparent silks.

He didn't know how much more he could take. Cold showers were rather limited this deep in the mountains and even Pantherlily could sense how thin his patience was being stretched. The waves of frustration rolling of the dragon slayer were thick enough to choke a horse. So the little black Exceed chose to stay well out of arms reach for the duration of the mission, a knowing smirk on his furry face.

"I really hope Levy knows what she's getting into," eyeing the trail of dust that was racing through Magnolia, his partner having baled out the window as soon as the train had stopped. With a flap of his wings he headed towards the guild to report to Mirajane of both successful missions.

"Shrimp!" Gajeel thundered, slamming his front door behind him. A startled squeak from his bedroom was all he needed. Locking the door behind him Gajeel stalked towards the bedroom, stripping as he went.

He could hear her as he approached the door: blankets rustling followed by a thump and another squeak. She'd fallen off the bed.

There she was in all her blue haired glory, legs tangled in the sheets bare as the day she was born, hanging haphazardly off the bed. She must've been about to take another selfie judging by the phone in her hand.

"G-G-Gajeel," all of her confidence failed her as she stared up at her boyfriend. Cheeks flushing at the state of his undress, his muscles rippling in his arms; his hands clenching and unclenching at his sides, her eyes drinking in his heaving pectorals and his hard washboard abs that she ached to touch. Lust shot pleasurable tingles down her spine, her eyes darkening as they followed the trail of black hair till it disappeared below the waist band of his low riding unbutton canvas pants.

"Gihee, enjoying the view little one?" Levy nearly came right then and there when her eyes rose to meet those of her lover's glowing ruby orbs. He hadn't even touched her yet but the look in his eyes had heat shooting to her core, promising to fulfill all the fantasies she'd had in the past week.

Warm calloused hands gripping her waist snapped her from her lust filled reverie. She gasped when her bare back was pressed against the cool wooden floor, granting access to his hot tongue to plunder her mouth.

This is what she'd been waiting for; to be held and have all of his attention focused on her.

His muscles trembled under her touch, her fingers tracing every curve and dip of hard muscle. Gajeel moaned and she swallowed it greedily flattening her palms across his abdominals, her fingers just barely dipping below his waistband. Their tongues battled fiercely, breaking apart with a pop for air, before starting the war anew.

Neither willing to submit to the other.

Gajeel was burning, every touch and pleasure filled moan the flames of lust only burned hotter, turning his resolve to ash. 'God, she tastes so good.' He couldn't get enough. Her skin tasted so sweet with the bite of salt as he sucked at her pulse, it fluttering against his tongue before dipping down to her bare breasts.

The clatter of the phone against the ground brought him back to earth and to the weeklong pain his lover had put him through. Grabbing her wrists, he slammed them above her head holding them in place with one hand as he scooped up the device that had started this and the writhing woman beneath him.

Levy whined, tugging to free her captured hands against the iron grip of her dragon. The flash of the camera blinding her and she glared up at the man who was too busy examining the picture he'd just taken.

"D-did you just…?"

"Yup," popping his lips for emphasis Gajeel smirked down at her. "And I have ta say this might be my favorite outfit." Levy thought her face couldn't get any redder.

Gajeel dove down again; silencing whatever protest she had circling his thumb around a pert nipple-causing Levy to arch her back. Thrusting her breast deeper into his palm. She gasped as he spread open mouth kisses down her neck before stopping by her ear.

"But you know what?"

"What?" she snapped, hips grinding against his impatiently.

Gajeel growled, cursing out something low, savage and foreign. He liked this new side of his shrimp. Impatient and demanding, taking all he and still wanting more, he was quickly growing addicted.

"I think," he grabbed her hip and ground hard against her core, Levy throwing her head back with a scream. "I still need ta see the others just to be sure, Gihee."

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Hi everyone thanks for reading my first installment for Gajevy Love Fest! First off but all of my days are alittle off, I know sorry, but I still plan to post each of the days no matter what so please be patient with me. Also, there are probably a few typos and grammar issues in this and I'm sorry about that as well but I wanted to get these out as soon as possible for all of the Gajevy lovers out there. Go Gajevy! So I'll get to work on editing these as soon as possible.

Please don't forget to comment and review to give me feedback because this will be the first time writing lemons and I'd really love to hear what you guys have to say so I can get better at it.

So until next time! GO GAJEVY!