Gajeel was so much more gentle than she ever would have imagined. She had told him as soon as he lifted her up onto his dining room table, wrapping her legs around his waist. He had immediately undone his actions, freeing himself from her and stepping away.

She thought she had blown it, thought he didn't want someone as inexperienced as her. That was until he spoke.

"Can't have your first time on the dining room table, can we Shrimp?"

With that, he held out his hand to her and helped her down from the table. She followed him up to his room, still clinging tightly to her hand. Her heart was beating so hard she was sure he could hear it, and her stomach was tying itself in knots from a strange mix of nerves, excitement and something that she had never quite felt before.

His room was a mess, although she had never really expected anything different. It looked like not even Lily could make it in this far, and clothes were strewn across the floor, along with pieces of iron. Gajeel noticed her hesitation at stepping on some old rusty piece of metal and turned around to pick her up. He stepped on the stuff all the time, and it never seemed to affect him.

Gajeel's bed was huge, and the only part of the room that formed any resemblance of order. She looked quizzically at him as he lay her down, and he mumbled something about a dragon always keeping his nest tidy. She simply giggled into her hand, as he clambered on top of her.

He made sure to keep the majority of his weight off her, not wanting to crush her by accident. She was so small compared to his massive frame. He was balanced on his elbows, knees straddling her waist when she pulled him down to kiss him again. Her kisses were nervous and inexperienced, but it just made him fall more and more in love with her. She was so incredibly cute, he couldn't hold himself back any longer.

He kissed her harder, showing her just how much he wanted her. Wanted all of her. The way she squirmed underneath him, wrapping her arms around his back in order to pull him closer to her. He could feel her fingers tangle in his hair, and it sent shivers down his spine. But he promised himself that he was going to take it slow. She deserved her first time to be perfect. He was going to make it memorable. He kissed down to her neck and licked where it met her shoulder. He could hear her gasp slightly, and made a decision to do that more. He applied a small amount of pressure to her skin, causing her to moan. Bite, then lick and repeat. He had found the perfect combination.

Levy was in a state of ecstasy. The place in her neck where Gajeel was focusing all of his attention was shooting waves of pleasure through her body. She moved her body underneath him, and tried desperately to wrap her legs around his waist, but to no avail. Catching her hint, Gajeel moved his legs in between hers, still desperately trying to hold his weight off hers. A task that was getting more difficult the more she pulled him down with her legs. Damn, this girl had strong legs. His resolution to take it slow was getting harder and harder by the second.

Levy gasped to herself as Gajeel moved his mouth lower. She silently thanked Mira for telling her to wear a button down blouse, as Gajeel shifted his entire weight to one elbow and used his spare hand to start to undo the buttons. He had only opened around three before he noticed something.

"Do you usually go without a bra, shrimp?"

Levy blushed. She wasn't sure what to respond? Did she admit that she did it frequently, her small chest not requiring all the support that her guildmates breasts did, or did she say she had done it just for him?

"I mean, you know I'm not as big as the others…"

Her sentenced was halted almost immediately by Gajeel's voice covering hers, as his left hand covered her breast. She gasped at the feeling of calloused skin over her nipple, and it made Gajeel pull back and look into her eyes. Upon seeing that it was a gasp of pleasure, he grinned and laughed to himself.

"Well, you know what they say. More than a handful is just a waste."

Levy giggled to herself. Gajeel always had a way to cheer her up, no matter how down she was feeling. His hand flexed, and her laughter turned into another gasp of pleasure. She moaned in dismay as his hand left her skin, but cheered up slightly as she noticed him removing the rest of the buttons of her shirt. She felt him push up off her body, and she followed him when he tugged slightly on her shoulder.

"Time to get that shirt off you, short stuff."

Levy giggled again at the nickname but allowed him to remove the item of clothing anyway. He went to move back down, however, she didn't let him. She tugged on the fabric of his dark shirt, and he took the hint. If he got to see and feel her skin, she should get the same.

She had noticed that he refused to put any weight on her, but she desperately wanted to feel his body pressing down on her. So when he lay her down, once again holding his body above hers, she hatched a plan.

Using her hand on his back, she spelt out the word that she needed. It wasn't one she used often, and it wasn't very powerful, but it was enough. She only poured in the tiniest amount of magic power, not wanting to cause too much damage to either her lover or herself.

Push

The small amount of force was plenty to catch Gajeel off guard, and he tumbled down on top of the bluenette. She giggled, and he knew instinctively that it was her fault.

"Using your magic in the bedroom already, shrimp? I never thought you had it in you."

Levy blushed, not expecting Gajeel to tease her even in the bedroom. But after a few seconds, she realised that she liked it. Teasing each other was such a huge part of their relationship, it would be stranger if he didn't.

The thought was quickly out of her mind entirely, however, as she started to run her hands up his back, loving the feel of his skin as it kept giving away to scar tissue. One day, she wanted him to tell her the stories of every single scar.

His mouth was leaving a hot, wet trail down her abdomen now, and the lower down it moved the fast her heart beat. Mira had made sure she had worn a short skirt - to show off her best asset, she said - and she now realised that it doubled to allow Gajeel to remove it easily. It was down her legs before she had even realised, and Gajeel's lips were over her panties.

Levy's breathing got heavier in anticipation of his attention, and she bit her lip as she waited. Gajeel had grabbed each side of her underwear and was pulling them down, kissing every inch of her skin as they slid past. As soon as they were past her knees, he started a trail back up the inside of her leg, causing her breathing to reach a fever pitch.

The first time his tongue touched her core, she screeched in surprise. Gajeel stopped for a second, making sure that it was a screech of pleasure and nothing else. As soon as his curiosity was satisfied, she turned his attention back to her pleasure.

Levy was squirming underneath him, and he could feel her heartbeat quicken. He realised that his heightened senses were going to tell him when she was reaching her climax, and knew exactly what he had to do. He kept the rhythm of his tongue steady, as he entered her with one of his fingers. He felt her getting closer and closer, but every time she was about to topple over, he slowed down and forced her to take a couple of steps back. Once she was screaming his name, begging him for release, he finally let her go.

Levy was blinded by pleasure, as she screwed her eyes shut and allowed it to take over all of her senses. Gajeel had slowed down to allow her to ride through it, and she was grateful to him. She was glad she was spending this experience with him, and no one else.

When she opened her eyes again, Gajeel was lay next to her, propped up on one elbow and staring into her eyes.

"You ready to move on, Shrimp?"

At some point, he had removed his trousers, and Levy nodded her head slightly. She was nervous, sure, but if Gajeel had been this delicate with her until now, then surely he would continue to treat her with the same amount of care?

He was over the top of her within seconds and was entering her not long after. The girls had all told various stories of their first times, but this was not like any of the others tales. Gajeel was just as gentle as he had been ever since he had gotten her into his bed, and took everything slowly. Every so often he would kiss her gently, and whispered in her ear. She couldn't hear a word he was saying, expecting that he was forgetting her hearing wasn't as good as his was. Instead, she simply used her arms to pull him closer.

Once it was over, Gajeel immediately rolled over the side, taking Levy with him. As she lay there on top of him, she grinned to herself. When she first met Gajeel, she would never have envisioned her first time would be with him, but right now she was glad it was him.

A/N - Enjoy this one! And now, I am off to continue writing tomorrows prompt 3 See you then!