A/N: Considering the title, I don't really have to explain, right?

Ch. 3 : Hot

"EEK!"

Levy swiftly turned away from him, her arms crossed in front of her chest to cover herself up.

"Stop looking, you pervert!"

Gajeel snapped out of his bewildered gaze, and chuckled slightly. Carefully, so Levy wouldn't notice, he stepped closer to her, bending over a bit to whisper in her left ear.

"I'm a pervert? You're wearing such a sexy bra, and then you go and get yourself soaked in front of me. Kinda makes you the pervert, little shrimp."

The tone of his voice made Levy shiver visably. Somehow the nickname didn't sound that insulting now. She just stood there, too scared and nervous to turn around and face him. Was she a pervert? No way! Her thoughts got interupted when she heared the rustling sound of fabric being moved. She cautiously looked over her shoulder, only to see Gajeel unbuttoning his Chef's jacket, revealing his gorgeously toned abs, his apron already on the counter.

"Oh God," she whispered.

Gajeel looked up from his buttons, and as he saw her gaze fixed on his abs, he smirked in amusement.

"Like what you see, shrimp?"

Levy nodded in silence, almost hypnotized, and then shook her head, eyes popped wide open in shock.

"Wait! What? NO! I wasn't.."

Gajeel's grin got wider as he let his jacket slide down his shoulders, making Levy gasp in awe.

"W-What are you doing?"

Without saying anything, Gajeel moved closer untill he was right in front of her, his torso bared. He looked down on her with a slight smile that gave her goosebumps, and a look in his eyes that made her heart jump in het chest.

"Gajeel? "

He chuckled softly at her nervousity, and held out the jacket to her.

"You'll catch a cold. Take this and take your wet blouse off."

Levy didn't reach for the jacket, keeping her hands in front of her chest still. Gejeel sighed and put the jacket around her shoulders.

"There there, don't stand al frozen with excitement."

That woke her up. Levy quickly wrapped the oversized jacket around her and ran out of the kitchen. Getting to the ladiesroom, she tried to squeeze out as much water from her blouse as she could, putting it in a plastic bag to take it home. Shivering she picked up the black jacket. It was obviously way too big for her. She decided to button up the upper half of the jacket and knot the two lower halves together to make it look a little less like a buttoned dress. Glancing at herself in the mirror, she noted It didn't even look that bad. The jacket warmed her up pretty quick, as Gajeel's bodyheat still clung to it. Carefully , as if she was afraid it would rip, she grabbed the collar and pulled it up to her nose. He sure smelled nice for someone who looked that rough.

...

Meanwhile, in the kitchen, Gajeel took one of the spare jackets out of a nearby cabinet. Ofcourse, he could have given Levy the spare one, but it was just too much fun teasing her. It was almost cruel, but downright hylarious. It was cute how she had been staring at his muscled torso with that bright red blush, admitting she liked it, even though she tried to deny that afterwards. Yup, he definitely enjoyed teasing that little blue haired pixie.

His amused thoughts were interupted when Levy re-entered the kitchen, wearing his jacket. She had tried to make something of it, even though it was still obvious it was way too big. The way she had made a knot of the lower half impressed him. She was creative, he had to give her that. When she stopped in front of him, he looked down at her, fighting back a grin.

"I think we'll have to order smaller jackets if you're really going to be working here."

He eyed her head to toe, and to his amusement he saw her move in discomfort under his gaze. His eyes met hers again and he smiled sarcastically.

"What size are you anyway? Dwarf?"

Levy blushed in anger and Gajeel could see her eyes flicker. But she kept her cool.

"Not my fault you're a giant."

And she shrugged, getting to one of the counters by the wall to clean the dishes, like she wasn't affected by his remark at all. Actually a bit surprised by her calm reaction, Gajeel started cleaning the counters, thinking that there was more to Levy than the eye could see.

...

When most of the cleaning was done, and it was getting close to midnight, Levy noticed Gajeel going out the back door with some unused parts of the fish and meat they had been preparing that day. Levy wondered to herself where he went, as that was not where the trash containers were, but shrugged it off, and continued sweeping the floor. After a few minutes she was surprised by a sudden:

"Oi. Shrimp."

Levy jolted at the unexpected sound of his voice and expected him to laugh at her when she turned around, but instead his face looked pretty serious, like he didn't even notice he had startled her. He opened his mouth to say something, but Mira beat him to it, as she marched into the kitchen, followed by her siblings.

"Gajeel. There's some noisy, rough looking guys in the street."

Gajeel nodded. He had been at the point of saying that himself.

"I noticed."

Mira looked at Levy, worried look on her face.

"How did you come her today? On foot or by car?" she asked Levy, who shrugged.

"Walking. I live only three blocks from here."

Gajeel was next to Levy in a second.

"I'll take you home."

His voice sounded harsh and cold, and Levy, who didn't really feel like walking home with him, started to protest.

"You really don't have to. I'll be fine , and.."

Gajeel turned to face her, silencing her with his eyes.

" I. Am. Taking. You home."

Levy flinched at his almost growling voice , but started to protest again.

"But.."

"Please take his offer," Mirajane pleaded.

"It's too dangerous this time at night, and lately there have been rumours of guys bothering young woman. And you're to cute for them to let you pass by unharmed."

Lisanna nodded behind her, and Elfman mumbled something about how those guys weren't real men. Levy blushed at the compliment. Well, if it really was dangerous.

"Fine. You can take me home then."

She looked up at Gajeel, who seemed to relax a bit , nodding in silence. He looked at the Strausses.

"You guys all done?"

The siblings nodded, and Gajeel turned to the back door.

"Lets lock up and get out of here then."

They all went through the back door, wich opened to an alley. A brown stray cat came running, begging for food probably. Gajeel looked down at the cat at his feet.

"Shoo."

The cat didn't move, but Gajeel ignored him and, after locking the door, left the alley. As soon as they got to the street, the Strausses turned right, waving goodnight. Gajeel turned left, Levy on his heels.

"My car is parked over there," he explained.

Levy nodded and followed him, to discover the word 'car' was a bit of an understatement.

"That is your car?!"

She gasped, looking at the biggest Rover she had ever seen. Gajeel looked at her with one of his 'piercebrows' raised.

"Yeah. What about it? "

Levy stuttered and stumbled for words.

"But ..But It's huge!"

Gajeel made a snorting sound, and when Levy looked up, she saw him smirk in amusement.

"That's what my last girlfriend said."

Levy turned bright red while she climbed into the passengers seat, realising he wasn't talking about his car anymore. She fastened her seatbelt, and crossed her arms in a sort of embarassed irritation. When Gajeel took the driver's seat, she turned her head away, to hide her red cheeks. But when they pulled out of the parking lot, she heared him chuckle, and looked at him, confused.

"What's so funny?"

Gajeel gave her a quick glance, and looked back at the road.

"You are. It's so funny to make you squirm in embarassment at my remarks. I kinda like making you feel uncomfortable."

Levy grunted and looked away again. Because of that, she didn't see Gajeel shooting constant glances her way, shaking his head in amusement. He had to admit, she held up pretty well today. She kept up with him to his surprise, and despite her obvious emberassment at some moments, she had proven she could be witty. He was curious. What would she be like if she wasn't intimidated anymore? He might have to ask Laxus, since they seemed to know eachother pretty well. But if he did that, Laxus might actually think he was interested in the blue haired fairy.

"Turn left here."

Her soft voice made him look at her a bit more attentively. She looked really tired. Maybe he had been too hard on her. As he pulled up in front of the appartment building, and she unbuckled her seatbelt, he turned towards her.

"Oi, shortstuff?"

She looked at him curiously. too tired to fret over the new nickname.

"Did Makarov tell you how late to start working tomorrow?"

Levy shook her head.

"No. He said he would make an official schedule for me, starting monday. Untill then it's up to you I guess."

Gajeel nodded.

"Allright. Be there at twelve then. Take some rest. I'll let you try something new tomorrow. Night, shrimp."

"Night, Chef."

"And try wearing something that isn't seetrough tomorrow. I don't know if I'll be able to restrain myself if I see that sexy bra again."

He burst out laughing when Levy jumped out of the car, slamming the door closed, and basically ran to her appartment.

...

"That guy! Seriously."

Levy threw her bag in the corner of her bedroom and started taking her clothes off, till she stood in her undies. Putting her clothes, and the chef's jacket, in the laundry basket, she pondered on whether she should take a shower or not. It was already passed midnight now. Maybe it was better if she took a shower when she woke up. Making way to her bed to grab the oversized shirt she liked to sleep in, she caught a glimpse of herself in the full length mirror. Staring at her reflection, her mind wandered of to Gajeel.

"Sexy bra, huh?"

Levy slightly turned left and right to look at herself from different angles. Maybe her bra looked sexy, but she definitely wasn't. Not in Levy's opinion anyway. But she looked okay. She was slim, but not skinny, and even though Levy wished she would have been taller, her body was well proportioned, in all it's smallness. She did have a cute butt; Levy had allways liked that about her body the most.

"But I'm not sexy. No way he thinks I am." she mumbled to herself, taking her bra off and dropping it on the floor.

After putting her baggy shirt on, Levy made herself comfortable under the blanket. As she reviewed her day, she had to conclude it wasn't that bad. All things considered, she did well. Gajeel hadn't said anything about her cooking, but he didn't seem too bad. The Strausses were nice too, and as far Levy knew, her cooking was decent at least. She used to cook a lot when she still lived with her parents, and living on her own now, she'd better be able to cook.

She really had been clumsy today though. Cutting her finger, soaking herself in front of Gajeel. Her cheeks flushed with heat. That look in his eyes when he had looked at her. And when he took his jacket off...O dear lord. He was really muscled. Those abs, and those strong arms. Imagine being pressed against that sculpted chest, embraced by those arms.

Levy felt a warm, tingling sensation in her lower belly.

"That guy, seriously. He is too hot."

...

"My , my, you're such a little pervert."

Levy looked up at him, her hands on his bare chest. She chuckled bashfully.

"Well, you're the one who's already half naked."

Gajeel gave her a wide grin.

" True. And you love it. But it's not fair you still have your bra on. Or anything else for that matter. Lets change that."

And he put his arms around her to unclasp her bra, throwing it into a corner. The cool air made her nipples turn hard instantly. Gajeel pulled her closer and kissed her , as he softly massaged her breast.

"Mh!"

Levy moaned in plessure under his touch, feeling his excitement swell against he sweet spot. His hands stroked her sides, all the way down to her hips. He crouched a bit, sliding his hands behind her legs, lifting her up and putting her on the counter. His hands slipped under her skirt, gently stroking her bare legs.

"Mh. Gajeel.."

Gajeel pulled her closer to his body, pressing his excitement to her warm core.

"Damnit shrimp. I really feel like fucking your brains out."

"AH!"

Levy gasped in shock as he ripped her panties out of the way.

"O, God! Yes, Gajeel. Fuck me! Fuck me hard."

...

Levy jolted upright in her bed, her body was trembling, covered in sweat as she sat there, panting. She swung her legs over the edge of her bed.

"What the hell? Where did that come from?"

For Levy, it was definitely the first time she had such a vivid, hot dream.

"I need a cold shower."

A/N: Thank you all for reading, reviewing. I'm really glad with all the positive comments and the suggestions given! thanks a lot!