2. Or A Gentleman.
GajeelxLevy
"He is such a gentleman!" Lucy gushed, racking up the papers by her desk, a beatific smile covering her round face.
The comment was enough for Levy to pause in her own stacking of various papers, her mouth already open in dismay.
"Gajeel. A gentleman." she repeated dubiously, staring at her friend before deciding she would turn to her work, unwilling to share her own opinion, which she knew would ultimately hurt her friend.
Lucy's hypothesis was so far off the mark that Levy was afraid that if she said anything, it would be too incriminating to her secret. And Gajeel's too.
"Well, why else would he hold the door open for me?" the blonde continued to rush, her hands flitting over the variety of the different papers in her excitement.
Then Lucy paused with a gasp, her eyes alighting ever brighter which actually made the blunette recoil in her chair at the intensity.
"Do you think he was making a pass at me?" her hushed voice, while thought to be quiet actually spanned out over the cubicles for the entire of the PR division.
"Who was making a pass at you?" Erza's head popped up over the wall, her eyes zeroing in on Lucy. "Do I need to beat up that pervert Natsu again?"
The brown eyes widened ever more, giving her a constantly shocked look.
"Oh! No, no, nothing like that!" she sighed and let her chin fall into a cradle of her hands as she looked dreamily off into the distance, hearts overwhelming her eyes. "Just my future husband in the making."
The red head turned her eyes to Levy who tried to shrink down into her chair, making herself seem as unassuming as possible, hoping it would be enough to avoid this unpleasant conversation where she would be sure to give something away.
"Whom of which is she speaking Levy?"
She couldn't avoid the stare for long and with a simple glance over to Lucy, she saw that the other woman had too many hearts surrounding her to be of any use. Sighing, she resigned herself to this conversation rolling around for some time.
"Gajeel, the contracted businessman for our PR? You know, puts the pressure of the clients and hope they squeal?" she rested a cheek on a fist, bored. "Yeah, she thinks that heavy lifting, iron head is a gentleman."
He was already egotistical enough and if he found out that all the women in the paper part of the PR were gossiping about him, Levy just knew that she would never hear the end of it.
Especially if he knew that she was taking part of it.
"Ah yes," Erza nodded sagely, "the brash, overly pierced man. Well Lucy," she turned to the blonde in question. "You could probably do a lot better."
"Who could do a lot better?"
Speak of the devil.
Pretending like she hadn't even heard him, Levy kept her eyes on the computer screen hoping that her cheeks wouldn't flush in front of him.
Please don't let him see. Please don't let him see. Please don't-
She was brought out of her silent praying by the sound of her phone going off with a text.
Smiling apologetically to the rest of people who had changed the topic of conversation to actual work related business, she unlocked it to find a message from-
MONSTER COCK.
Levy rolled her eyes and sighed, but still tried to contain the giggle that was going to erupt from her throat. But she couldn't give him the satisfaction of letting him see how much his immaturity amused her sometimes.
But still she didn't move because she knew that would be rude and Erza would cotton on to the fact that she left her desk; it was so close to five o'clock maybe she would give an exception.
Still her teeth biting her full bottom lip couldn't contain the smile that she knew he was probably watching out for.
Wavering on whether she would open the message, when she looked up next she saw everyone gathering their things together.
"We're going for after work drinks if you want to come?" Lucy asked excitedly but Levy would have to have been blind not to see the way that her eyes were drawn to the dark Gajeel. "And he is totally staring at me, can you believe my luck? You totally have to come to be my wing woman!"
"Lucy, I don't believe we said you could come," Erza cut in sharply enough to cut through the good mood of the department, "remember you promised you would do this month's inventory in the archives, or did you forget?"
Just seeing the little blonde wilt, Levy decided to take pity despite that she just wanted to get home with everyone else.
"I can do it Lulu," she offered, forcing it out of her mouth despite the reluctance trying to remind her why she didn't want to do that.
While not looking at the dark, brooding man just behind her, she could feel the death glares hitting her back in sharp jabs.
But any thought of guilt to the pierced man was gone in an instant under Lucy's radiant smile.
"Oh would you?!" Lucy squealed throwing her arms around the blunette's shoulders much to her surprise. "I promise I'll cover your turn next month!"
Levy sighed. That was what she was supposed to be doing this month for the month before.
Rubbing the back of her neck, she closed everything down on her computer and packed all her belongings into her bag to take down to the basement where the archives were located.
Following the hoard into the elevator, Levy was immediately slammed into the far corner to accommodate the other paper pushers of her department so they didn't have to touch.
Feeling as if it was safe as Gajeel himself was standing just behind her brooding, so possibly nothing could go wrong, right?
Wrong.
After Levy finally decided that she would open the text that the imposing man behind her sent, clicking on MONSTER COCK, she imperceptibly winced as she read it.
From: MONSTER COCK
Make an excuse to get out of the after drinks. My place.
And she just ruined her fun night with her burly man for her nice nature. Dammit me! she internally cursed.
Typing a quick reply, she tried an apology.
Why do you insist on changing your name on my phone to these ridiculous names? And I'm sorry about tonight, but how about some Nutella later? You can do whatever you like *winky face*
Smiling, Levy knew every apology had to have some kind of sexual innuendo to it otherwise Gajeel never accepted it. It also just so happened that she sweetened the deal by adding food tasting off the others bodies.
There were two loves in Gajeel's life: Nutella and sex.
And she just incorporated both.
There was no way he would reject her. He would be putty in her hands.
Considering that they were on what would be the fiftieth story of the building and everyone else would be leaving at this time, there was a lot of periodic stops at each floor as everyone didn't want to have to bother with the stairs.
Levy felt the buzz of her phone in her hand and she quickly opened the little letter icon.
From: MONSTER COCK.
The reason for all the name is because I know that you love it, always beg for it and you like it thick and stretching you as I pound into you, my breath hot in your ear-
The blunette flushed hotly and refrained from bringing a clammy hand up from her side to try and cool her cheeks but attempted to continue without her breath coming out sharply.
-your teasing little gasps making me harder in you… And also the look on your face was priceless. I also know how long inventory in the archives takes, that won't be for HOURS. Why did you have to offer to take the bimbo's place? If you could move just a step back you'll feel how I feel NOW.
Curiosity killed the cat she reminded herself as her feet remained firmly on the sticky lino floor. Yet as the doors opened again on the floor below, she had to shuffle backwards anyway for the people squeezing themselves into the claustrophobic box.
Right into the cradle of Gajeel's hips to allow more space to flood into the already stuffed lift.
And just feeling his hardness had her arching her back reflexively and accidently pressing herself more against him, the heat created from his sexy text increasing at the feeling of the real thing.
At her movement, just under the murmur of everyone else, Levy heard the black haired man growl.
Her thumbs now speeded over the keys on the phone in front of her.
You can't just send something that ecchi in public! I'll credit you that and-
She was yanked out of her responding text by the lift filling up even more and her derriere being pushed even harder against her secret boyfriend's erection.
It was only made worse by the hand that wasn't on his phone reaching to clasp her hip and grind her back into him when she pulled away, forcing her to hold her mouth tightly closed despite the moan that was desperate to come out.
There was another text buzzing in her hand before she had even finished writing out the first one.
As you can tell, I don't think I can WAIT. Unless you lower those knickers of yours right now, I swear, you aren't getting any work done tonight shrimp.
While the threat was ominous, Levy knew that he wouldn't distract her from her work later, no matter how much he wanted to. It was too important to her survival from the slave driver, Erza.
Turning her head slightly to the side and upwards, she made sure that Gajeel could see her smirk and dismissive hair flick before facing the front again.
There was another growl and so pleased with herself, Levy was unprepared that in the crowded box, Gajeel moved his hand from her hip and cupped her mound boldly.
Gasping loudly, the surrounding people turned around just in time to see a flushing Levy and a nonchalant Gajeel who looked so bored and broody that he could have been in a counselling session, his hands by his sides as he glared at the ceiling.
Curiosity satisfied, they turned back around, leaving the black haired man's hand to creepy back to her mound again, leaving her no room to wriggle out unless she wanted to test her resolve by grinding back hard against him.
She knew he would enjoy it but she needed to fulfil her promise to Lucy.
…But then she also needed to fulfil her boyfriend.
She shook her head resolutely.
She was a better friend than that, she wouldn't abandon-
Her teeth bit down harshly on her lower lip as Gajeel caressed his middle finger up and down the slight slit that he could feel through her skirt and she barely managed to keep her cool in front of all these people.
She was flooded with immense feelings of lust and anger, she couldn't decide which one would win.
So when the doors opened again, Levy took this opportunity to turn and be pressed against him without anyone thinking more of it as everyone would have to be pressed against each other.
Manoeuvring her hand below his waist, she copied him and cupped him with the hand that held her phone.
His grunt, again, went unnoticed and Levy couldn't help but find the unfairness of their situation where she had to be silent and he could groan as much as he liked since it was never out of the ordinary.
They were so pressed up against each other that Gajeel had no trouble of bending his head to her ear to whisper:
"Well now, isn't this ecchi? Gi hee," his voice reverberated up her spine spending cool shivers through the rest of her body as the flush that was in her cheeks spread to somewhere a little lower and a little less decent.
He rolled his hips into her palm and she barely contained the gasp of shock at his daring actions.
She raised her eyes, prepared to glare him into next week until the hand that mirrored her own, slipped under the skirt and felt around for where her present stockings ended.
His feral grin had her heart thrumming in her chest like a hummingbird about to be caught by a predator and with the way his canines were glinting in the artificial light, she was sure to be prey to those tonight in punishment.
She could only hope that he would be merciful and bite her where she could cover them easily.
Levy was brought out of her lust filled stand off by her phone buzzing in her hand.
Which unfortunately for Gajeel, was the one cupping him.
He growled louder as his pupils dilated obviously and the finger that was on the inner skin of her thigh ventured up sharply to press against the wet patch in her knickers.
Her eyes wide, she found herself leaning unconsciously closer, so tempted to press her lips lightly against his like she would if they were alone however when she looked to the wall that he was leaning against, what she saw doused her with cold water.
NO INTERCOMAPNY RELATIONS BY ORDER OF THE MASTER*
*Risk of being released from the contract binding you to the company. See Terms and Conditions for more information.
That and also her phone which was held intimately against Gajeel buzzed again almost causing the man in question to flinch from the pleasurable feel of the phone vibrating against him and only Levy heard the sharp breath exhaled next to her ear.
She gave an impish grin; maybe this could be used for future knowledge.
Being brought back to the present with another buzzing in her hand, she gave an apologetic smile to the man in front of her and brought her phone out in front of her nose so that Gajeel wouldn't read upside down like he usually did.
From: BIMBO BIG TITS
Glaring up at Gajeel, he gave a roguish grin than told her that he was the one responsible for changing her best friend's name on her phone.
Unlocking the message, she almost winced at the gushiness that was coming out of the message itself.
I AM SO FREAKING JEALOUS RIGHT NOW! I see you guys are talking, is he asking about me? Have you tried to slip me into the conversation yet? But of course you have, you are such a bestie xxxx
There were so many hearts following the message that Levy almost felt guilty about not telling her friend about her relationship with "her future husband".
But then again, Levy could remember the first time that they had gotten together.
Racking the paper and rearranging them into their various files, the blunette curled a strand of hair behind her ear tiredly.
Looking towards the clock she only saw that it was almost lunchtime. Beaming, that was close enough to the real deal, she could just feel her smutty book in her bag just itching the back of her mind, reminding her that she had yet to get to the best bit.
"I need you to finish filing these before the end of the day," a rude voice said before dumping a stack almost as tall as she was and then all the hope of having a relaxing lunch in the sun just went out of the window where lightning struck.
Glancing up in disbelief at the audacity of the man in front of her, all moisture in her mouth and throat evaporated under the attractive and brooding stare of the large brute.
The woman in her couldn't help but imagine herself all tangled up in him before she remembered she was at the office.
"B-but I don't think I'll be able to get this all done before work ends," she protested indignantly.
The man shrugged, and the light caught what she had previously ignored: the various piercings in his face that made Levy wonder how he was getting away with it.
"Not my problem, just get it sorted out," and with that he pivoted on one foot and continued back to the fancy offices of those who actually went in public for their clients along with the other attractive men like Laxus, Gray and Natsu.
Levy just glared at his back. And now she supposed this arsehole.
Sighing, she quickly got to work. She would be damned if he would get the best of her.
She also damned whatever chance she hoped of going to the date she had that night.
Sending off a quick rejection text in the middle of taking a bite out of her sandwich, she realised that she had to send a whole document, multiple times around the building. While the email was down so she couldn't even scan it.
She groaned.
She was never going to leave the office until she was thirty, which was also when she gained about five billion cats to make up for her being forever alone.
That guy was such an arsehole.
Getting up quickly she brought the sheaf of paper that probably weighed more than her even if she suddenly became obese, she stumbled to the photocopying room.
She wouldn't even get overtime, she grumbled to herself, glaring at the blaring white paper with the thick black writing.
It was only after a mind numbing hour that she realised she had made a dent, but not a significant one enough to give her hope that she would leave at least by five.
"What are you doing?"
Levy gritted her teeth hearing that insufferable man's voice again.
"I'm doing what you asked me to do," she tried to respond blandly or maybe if she showed how bored she was maybe he would take pity on her.
The man growled before he came and began using the copier next to her taking some of the paper from her insurmountable pile and began photocopying with an efficiency that made her think he had some kind of super power.
"What are you doing?" she asked, disbelief in her voice as she just watched as the muscles under his shirt bunch and roll as he angrily slammed the paper in to be copied and back out.
Then that traitorous part of her body, the part that was a woman, realised how attractive he really was, the way that he gave her such a hot stare out the corner of his eye.
She gulped feeling like a deer caught in the head lights.
"I'm helping you out, what does it look like?" he growled, and any part of her that was attracted to him diminished significantly. "But what I don't understand is why they said that you specifically had to complete this job."
Levy froze as she looked over her shoulder at him as she sized him up.
"Let me guess, Droy and Jet got you to do this?" she asked slowly, her hands slowing in her job, to prevent her hands clenching and crumpling up some of the documents.
The black eyes bored into her and for the first time in her life she felt a spark, one of chemistry, one of lust, one that had been described ever so much in her romance novels.
Flushing she turned back to her copying machine.
There was a pause before the man spoke again.
"If one was extremely fat and the other had a weird ginger ponytail then yeah, they were the ones to put both their stacks of paper and mine together and force you to do this," there was a slight slam as he lowered the screen a little more forcefully than necessary. "That also meant that they sentenced me to this hell hole for more hours than I bargained for."
Sympathy covered her face in addition to the scowl as she also continued on her job in silence, knowing that she didn't need to answer.
She also knew that Jet and Droy didn't like her going out with men that they hadn't met, but this was a new low and they were going to pay.
But this hadn't stopped this fine specimen from helping her out too.
Maybe this was a sign.
She saw there was something really menacing about the man next to her but she thought about those body builder biceps out of the corner of her eye and she realised with each ripple of his bicep she could imagine herself more and more clinging onto them as he sent her higher and higher-
"I'm Gajeel," the man said suddenly, his eyes meeting hers again in a clash of chemistry that she could barely catch her breath from. "And we should get a drink after this, God knows we'll need one, shrimp."
Levy smiled and for once, the sun which she thought was hidden, flashed brightly, illuminating her teeth. Despite the derogative name, her skin flushed under the bright lights. Even the way he asked her out, had her swooning.
Maybe this guy wouldn't be so bad after all.
"Sure!"
…Many, many, MANY, hours later…
"Ah!" Levy moaned as they stumbled through the door to her flat, banging into the wall before Gajeel had half the mind to shut the door, his tongue wreaking havoc on her sensitive neck while his hips continued to gyrate into hers, grunting as he did so.
"I think I enjoy the employee welcome package offered by the company," he growled hitching her up and over his hips before heading to the couch before them.
"It has been refined and specialised to various businessmen," Levy gasped, her head leaning back, trying to force her pitiful breasts higher, nearer this intoxicating man's mouth, "I'm just glad you're enjoying it."
He grunted again as he yanked on her blouse's bow that hung in the middle, an attempt at making her cleavage at least a little bit bigger.
Trying to suck in more air into her chest, Levy still tried to manoeuvre his trousers off of him.
Growling with impatience, he stood up abruptly, tugging on the clinking belt and shrugged off his already unbuttoned shirt, only lowering his waist line enough to release his throbbing lower self.
Trying not to appear shocked at the size of him, there was a little cliché part of her that wondered 'how on earth is that going to fit inside little old me?'
Instead she only crawled across the crouch until it was level with her face and let her tongue trace the outside of him much to Gajeel's delight who yanked on her hair to keep her near him.
Breathing hotly over it, she saw the way he bobbed and her lower half pulsed in the need to have him inside her.
Never before had she been so desperate for someone's touch, for someone to be writhing above her as the lusty, primal part of her took over, barely giving the moral and saner part of her time to reconsider as she took him eagerly into her mouth.
He groaned and loosened his hold on her neck instead choosing to caress her skin which sent pleasurable shivers up and down her spine, only increasing the wetness in her knickers below.
Pulling away slightly, Levy looked up at the man before her whose dark eyes defeated even the largest of shadows before allowing him to press her back into the couch, let him trail his hands over her breasts so slightly that she could have thought it was a ghost.
Her shaky breaths and his sharp pants were the only soundtrack to the room as he tugged at the zipper on her side methodically, slowly, allowing her time to reject him, to stop him.
She didn't.
Instead her hands caught the hem of her blouse and pulled it up and over her head leaving her in the embarrassing baby blue cotton with little orange carrots dotting them. Why, oh why, couldn't she have worn something sexier that day?
"Cute," his voice rumbled and there were goose bumps following her skin to her neck as he let his nose trail down from her ear and to her collarbone.
"Don't be mean," she replied shakily, knowing that if he continued what he was doing, there would be little chance of her calling the whole thing off.
"Gi hee," he chuckled, his hands absorbing all of her breasts in his large hands, her nipples being forced to come and be greeted with the worn thumbs which brushed over her, sending her back arching. "I was being serious, I like cute and you shrimp, are like a picture book."
Levy tilted her head forward from where it lounged on the back of the seat to open her mouth to complain but the half of the nipple that was on display was sucked into a hot wet mouth, a tongue trailing and teasing around her.
"Ah!" she cried, her hips arcing upwards, unintentionally checking their hips.
"And sensitive too," he gave his unique chuckle again. "I think we're going to have a lot of fun, you and I."
Reaching between them, Gajeel finally yanked the remaining barrier of her business skirt down, leaving her only in her bra and knickers.
He paused for only a second to take in the Batman comic strip cotton before he growled primal in his need to have her.
"Right. Stand up." He ordered, his eyes feasting on the knickers that he never realised were more tempting than any lace. "Take them off."
Shaking, Levy quickly stood up and pulled the cotton from her lower half, shy the fact that he still had his trousers on.
But in her moment of unbalance, one leg stepping out the remaining hole of her knickers, Gajeel tackled her back onto the spongy sofa, her left leg pointing to the ceiling as the other curled around his hip to dig her heel into his tight arse.
He was sheathed in her quicker than she could say anything as she felt his thick length rubbing against her and she moaned happily, her eyes squeezing shut, trying to hold this dream in her memory so she wouldn't forget it when she woke up.
Sure, they may be slightly drunk, but holy f-
"Ah!" she cried out again as there was a sharp bolt inside of her, sending all of her synapses snapping at the overload of pleasure that he was grinding into her.
"You like that?" he grunted into her ear, his pace picking up as he kissed his way down her smooth calf. The only mercy she had was shaving that morning. "Good because this isn't going to be our last time."
Levy could barely make a sound, so hoped that he would see her frantic nod and continue on harder than before.
Her night was filled with moans and grunts and slight giggles when he caught one of her spots but she couldn't wish for anything better.
The only thing that ruined it was the notice that came up the next day that banned intercompany relations.
Hearing the ding and a little voice calling out ground floor, there was a sigh of relief from the rest of the troupe that were huddled and crushed in the small space.
In the pretence of moving around her, Gajeel enclosed his arms around her, tightening his hold on her in a subtle hug before finally releasing her with a hot look and a whispered word of goodbye, following the rest of their floor mates to the pub.
Sighing, her eyes caught the way Lucy looped her hand in through Gajeel's arm and gave Levy a thumbs up behind his back.
Unable to control her jealousy, she quickly pressed for the doors to close, unwilling to watch them walk away from her.
…o0o…
This was impossible, she finally concluded, slumping down in her seat, her hands covering her face.
She had only been at this an hour but as far as she was concerned, it was sucking her life out of her body, decreasing her life span slowly but surely.
Ticking the document off on her list, she began to rummage around in the unorganised boxes for the next file.
What she wouldn't give just to be wrapped up in her boyfriend's muscly arms, watching one of his awful gangster films.
She had learned her lesson.
She would never complain about them again, just please God, help her.
There was the screeching of the lift doors opening and Levy looked up hopefully, maybe Lulu had come back to help her?
But it was someone so much better.
Gajeel gave a smirk as he lowered the bottle of beer on the table next to her along with the bottle of water for her.
But what really sealed the deal was the bag in his hand that gave off the smell of Chinese takeout.
"God, you are the best," she moaned as she eagerly dug her hand into the bag, searching for the egg fried rice and California rolls.
Gajeel shrugged cockily before taking her in his arms and laying a quick kiss on her lips.
"That's what all the women say," he hummed against her before leaning around her and smacking the cap off his beer against the side of the desk, "so what's first?"
Smiling, she pointed to a box she wanted him to organise.
"We better be done in an hour, because I swear shrimp you owe me for putting the bimbo on me," he growled as he knelt on the dusty floor with her.
"Don't call her that," she reprimanded as she rearranged the sheets.
He gave her the look. The look that told her he would do whatever he damn pleased.
"She was almost falling out of her top by the time that I had left in her attempt to get my attention," his eyebrow raised as he stared at her. "What is that even about? I thought that she was into the pink haired flame brain."
Levy felt herself flush in anger before she calmed her breaths. It wasn't her fault she chanted in her head. Lucy didn't know that her and Gajeel were a thing.
If she did, she would back off and leave him alone.
"You alright shrimp?" Gajeel, uncaring of his expensive business trousers crawled over to where she was sitting and eating with her chopsticks. "You look a bit tense."
Her alarm bell went off crazy in her head when she heard that tone and that phrase.
She knew in the beginning of their relationship that they had a code in which they could tell the other that they really wanted to get off right then and there:
"You look a bit tense."
"Gajeel," she warned, pathetically scooching backwards, until her back hit the desk with a thump.
"Shrimp," he mimicked her in a breath against her lips, already noticing how her heart beat was thrumming against the skin of her throat, "it will be a quickie and before you know it, will be done with this in no time."
"Nothing is quick with you," she mumbled against his lips before still allowing her mouth to open, letting his tongue dominate her, control her.
He groaned hungrily, one hand reaching up to fist in her hair to reel her closer, if that was even possible at that time, only using his other arm for support on the ground next to her hip.
"If it was quick, it wouldn't be as enjoyable," he reminded her as he tugged on her lower lip with his teeth.
Levy whined into his touch, but her eyes closed resolutely as her fisted hands that were against his shoulders wandered weakly to the back of his neck where she pulled him tighter against her.
"Fine, one quickie and that's it," she warned before her own lips attacked his.
Sensing that he had won, Gajeel, yanked on her bottom and pulled it up so it was settled on top of the desk and quite a few other papers.
Groaning, he quickly unzipped himself while she stood in the close space that he allowed her and shimmied out of her bright orange cotton knickers.
"Damn, now don't you look all grown up," he teased before his mouth was devouring hers again, not allowing her a moment to protest as his tongue suckled on her own.
Realising resistance was futile she reached between them to stroke at his half mast, feeling the silky smoothness against the skin of her thighs where she had taken her stockings off so as not to get them dusty.
There was a grumble through his chest that vibrated against her own which she took for encouragement so tightened her grip and pulled him slightly towards her with her slow and steady movements.
Feeling a slight drip against her hand, she finally pressed him against her entrance and that was all the permission he needed.
Sheathing himself quickly, he opened his drowsy eyes to take in her ecstasy revelling in the male pride that he could do this to her and no one else. She was his.
So enraptured with each other they didn't hear the tell-tale screech of the lift doors opening until-
"Levy-chan! I've come back to help you, Gajeel left early so I-" the voice cut off with a loud gasp that finally tore the frisky pair out of the lust that were haunting them right then.
Taking a look at the teary eyed blonde and her slowly reddening cheeks, Gajeel thought it was safe to say:
"Oh shit."
…o0o…
There's a second part later in this series by the way.
Next Chapter: A Preacher (JellalxErza)