Author's Note:

I am so sorry you guys. My life has been turned upside down the last month. I got a new job and my aunt has been staying with me for the last 2 weeks. Kinda puts a damper on writing fan fic. That being said I really wanted to write something that was longer than my other "chapters". But honestly I have felt so guilty not updating that I decided to just throw this out there. Love you bunches.

TigersChild

Chapter 4 – LEVY POV

The dreams were back with vengeance. I barely slept at all before my alarm lacrima went off at 5am. I thought about what Lily had said about slipping into insanity if the couple ignored each other. Maybe it was the result of sleep deprivation. The possibility scrambled my brain further, too tired and groggy to put any effort into over thinking. The job Lily had procured for us from Mira was a translation job up on Mt. Hakobe. There were ruins where some friends of Fairy Tail could use a second opinion. The protection Lily would provide hadn't really been necessary, just a precaution and part of the plan. The Mountain Vulcans were in mating season and, dear Mavis, I didn't want to get caught up by myself with too many of those.

I needed to quit spacing out. I crawled out of my bed while wiping the sleep out of my eyes. My sheets were soaked in sweat, I took a moment to change them. If all went to plan, I wouldn't be sleeping here anytime soon. However, I hated dirty sheets when I came home from a mission. Fluffing my pillows, I caught a whiff of my own body. I smelled awful, the frustration clung to my skin. I needed a shower and I was avoiding it. My unfulfilling dream occurred in that room. The ache returned to my loins. I stuck out my chin. The plan would work! It had to work. I would not be afraid of my own bathroom. I walked in the smells of the soap assaulted me, the searing memory of the dream flooded my vision.

I kneeled on the bathroom tiles to run a bath. The rushing water from the tap began to steam the mirror and shower door. My senses lost as the movement mesmerized me. I didn't even notice the looming figure behind me.

"Don't move, shrimp." Gajeel grabbed my hair roughly tugging my head backwards so that my eyes could gaze at him instead. My chest jutted out. He used his other hand to tweak my nipple. He wore nothing to hide his body from me. I could see his member jutting out proudly from the muscled canvas. My eyes traveled from the toned thighs to the chiseled torso all the way to his hungry eyes. He bent down to whisper in my ear.

"I can see the lust in your eyes every time I use you this way. You melt. Good little Levy loves being dominated by the big bad dragon slayer, doesn't she?" He wrapped his hands in my hair tighter willing me to answer his lewd question. I was lost in the sensation. My eyes rolling back into my skull.

"Answer me, Levy."

"Yes." I mewled.

"Tell me what you want." He continued to growl in my ear. Heat rushed my cheeks. The steam felt like a cool breeze against my skin. I began to stutter. The pressure on my nipple increased. I whimpered at the not so gentle treatment. My core becoming as hot as my face.

"Please use me, Gajeel." I whispered. I could feel his irrationally sexy smirk on my neck as I submitted. He stood back to his full height and edged himself closer behind me, his intimidating length mere millimeters from my face.

"Open." My lips parted and he lowered his scrotum onto my awaiting tongue. The weight settled in my mouth and I began to caress my tongue against the salty skin. Savoring the texture, I pulled one globe into my mouth steering it away from the graze of my teeth. I let it resurface with a pop. I raised my hand to cup his sack gently moving the egg shapes. His grip on my hair slacked and he began to massage the back of my head while I switched my attention to his veined sex. Tentatively I licked the base. He shivered. I relished in the encouragement. I started at the base again trying to lick to the very end. From this position with my hair in his hand, I couldn't reach. Before I could even register, he lifted me and sat me back down on my knees. The cold floor replaced with the soft bath mat. I faced my conquest now but I had little chance to continue my tongue play. As soon as my lips touched the satin tip, he took advantage of the new position and plunged his cock deep into my throat. I gagged only a little. He pulled back out and looked down.

"I want to fuck your face, Levy."

His words sent a shock straight to my clitoris. I felt as if the lightest breeze would have me spiraling to oblivion. I panted as my eyes met his, their wine color almost black with the haze we created. I nodded my consent. He grabbed my chin and positioned himself on my lips sweeping the head back and forth. I moaned and the shaft pistoned down my throat. His hand shoved my head forward in rhythm with the force of his hips. I was being used as a sex toy and my body had never been higher. My liquid seeped down my thigh. He pulled his cock from me and I almost wept from the lose except now I was being leaned over the counter. The cold surface sent shivers through me. His massive hands spread and gripped my thighs. I cried out as he dipped his long fingers inside.

"All day you will think of me between your thighs. Your flesh will have the memory of my cock buried within it."

With those words and with twice the force of his face fucking, he plunged in with one swift motion. My eyes squeezed shut at the immense pleasure. I felt the sting of Gajeel's hand on my upturned ass.

"Watch, I want to see your eyes." I looked at him through the mirror. His face wore the most uniquely beautiful expression. I knew the look of longing and of lust being sated. My expression paralleled it. I began to intentionally squeeze my walls around him. He rewarded me by pushing me against the counter harder and faster. His hands massaged my ass with bruising squeezes pulling the cheeks farther apart with each turn. Looking at him I watched as he bent and barred his teeth. The sharp fangs nestled against my flesh and then bit into the meat. The shock and pain made a beeline for my sensitive clit. I screamed with pleasure, my climax approaching. We met each thrust together. I needed a little extra pressure on my clit and I would be over the edge.

"Please, Gajeel."

"Say. it. again." He slid out of me and rammed back in with each word enticing me to beg him.

"Please, Gajeel."

He snaked his hand around my hip and his thumb brushed my button. The digit settled there pressing in time with his thrusts. His lips nestled at my neck and I felt the sting of his teeth. The sharp sensation was all I needed. I convulsed, my walls crushing his invasion between my thighs. I became a mass of overly sensitive goo. Screaming at each new thrust. He kept going. I began to feel the re-tightening of my core. He buried his head between my shoulder blades and emitted an earth-shattering growl. Grunting and howling, my name trembled down from his lips into my tender skin. I could feel the hot ropes of his release hit the inside walls of my body. I had been satisfied but left wanting. He wrapped me in his arms and settled us both into the bath. I wriggled against his flaccid length. He nibbled my ear and whispered with an undeniable command in his tone.

"You will crave me all day, Levy."

I laid on the tile in my bathroom in a rumpled heap. Reliving the dream again and again in my head. I wanted to simply lay there and cry. I couldn't, wouldn't. The dream had been more kinky than usual but I had loved every bit of the imaginary scene. It left me wanting to know more about Gajeel. Would he be that creative in bed? Would he be that demanding and intense? Or would the reality be more sweet like some of the tamer dreams? The curiosity fueled me to start my shower and get ready for the day. Lily and I had work to do.

Gajeel POV

I had been following the shrimp and my so called best friend for the better part of 2 hours. Staying almost completely out of sight inside the trees' shadows, I used the unmistakable smell of ink, paper and Kinmokusei* with an occasional whiff of kiwi to track them. The creeping feeling I was letting my dragon win kept haunting me. This wasn't about protecting her. Lily was more than capable against anything that crept through these woods below Mt. Hakobe. Levy wouldn't have had any trouble either for that matter. She didn't need neither Lily or him for this journey. So why bring Lily? My dragon had an answer that neither of us liked. Because they want to be alone. Levy had even dressed differently. She wore a long sleeve white Tee. No bra. Thigh high socks. That went 3 quarters up her delectable leg. Boots. Black boots with iron buckles and some cock teasing shorts. Every time I came in range of seeing them walking, I had to rearrange myself. The little bit of iron she wore mixed in with her normal smell intoxicated him enough. I had to keep my distance. Jumping the two most important people in my life, in the middle of the forest, wouldn't win me any favors from either of them. Each time I pictured her in her in that damn getup, I had to find their scent again, I was so distracted. I lifted my head trying to find the unique odor. It disappeared. My eyes flashed. All I could smell were the normal smells of the forest. Trees, deer, moss. No Lily. No Levy. My heart pounded nearly bursting from my chest. I bounded towards their destination marked on the map that I had swiped from Lily last night. Praying they were further ahead and I just got too caught up thinking about what was beneath those damn shorts.

* Osmanthus fragrans - Native to China, Japan & Cambodia, osmanthus flowers carry an apricot like odor. It's also called Kinmokusei, grown popularly in patios and yards and sidewalks in Japan. /most-fragrant-flowers-according-to-gardeners/ - Side Note - The flower can also be the color of Levy's favorite orange dress. Doubled with the fact, it is a flower most commonly found in Japan, I couldn't resist.