A/N: Hey everyone! I tried something new this time and had a lot of fun writing it. I hope you enjoy it too and as always tell me if you do or don't =) Another authors note at the bottom, see you there. =D
Sunday
Girl talk
As Natsu had said Lisanna had gone to bed and was sound asleep when Lucy came in to check on her. Lucy's face was still burning red from Natsu's words of 'We should do that again sometimes' and she couldn't, for the life of her, get them out of her head. He wanted to dance with her again. Not just that, he wanted to have her grin against him again. She barely knew what had made her dance that way with him in the first place.
No… that was a lie and she knew it. She always wanted to dance with him. Had he been a dancer she would have practiced day and night for a chance to be paired with him. Now that he wasn't, she apparently needed to find other ways to dance with him.
What was more; she couldn't get the image of his grin out of her mind. Even his stoic expression when he had watched her dance seemed to haunt her. It distracted her when she stepped into the shower. His grin had always made her heart flutter but in connection with his strong statuere it was as if her heartstrings were being tickled. That grin of his was one of the many things she liked about him. She imagined it to be just as free as she felt when she danced, like he could fly if only that smile would carry him and as if, with a smile on his face, no one could defeat him.
For some reason she kept adding that face to that tall and muscular body she had slept with. Natsu was tall and muscular as she had seen earlier that day but she was pretty sure that it wasn't him. At least, there was nothing pointing either towards it or towards anyone else.
In the hot shower as she soaped her body and ran her fingers over the hickies the stranger had left she imagined a head of pink hair moving over her skin, kissing and sucking at it and she wanted to throw her head back and moan. She wanted to be there again, feel the sensations that had run through her the night before, only she wanted to be conscious and know who it was and feel what he did to her so she could remember it.
Without really thinking about it she felt her own hand move down to her lady-parts and with a finger she felt that she was soaked. Oh, what that boy did to her. She flicked her finger of her clit and remembered the feel of his tongue on it. The memory alone almost did the trick. Although she didn't remember anything else but the feel of the stranger's tongue moving around her bundle of nerves and as she kept flicking her finger over her sensitive nub over and over it was the stranger's actions she saw and felt. A finger slipped into her folds and she felt that she was still sore from last night. The body above her that had pushed inside her and fit inside her so perfectly was so warm, she wanted to hold onto it forever. She frowned as she flicked and felt the tension build up in her lower stomach. A gasp escaped her mouth as she flicked her finger fast and moved a finger slowly in and out of her folds. She remembered having that thought before, about someone being warm, who had it been?
All thought was blown out of her mind as the tension in her stomach built to a delicious high and her finger flicked as if there was no tomorrow. Another soft gasp escaped her mouth and with a few more flicks she gasped and bent forward and pressed her whole hand against her throbbing folds. Her head was under the steady stream of water, still hot on her body. She stood there for a moment before the image of Natsu popped up in her head again, his grin, his body, sexy as he was. She blushed although she was alone. The thought of him warmed her more than the water ever could and dimly she wished that he had been the mystery lover.
While she had him in her mind though, she knew that he wasn't a relationship type of guy. She'd never seen her with one particular girl, in fact, she hadn't seen him with a girl at all. A sudden thought of that he might be gay rushed through her mind but she reminded herself that if he was, he probably wouldn't have enjoyed her dance with him, not that kind of dancing, with his hands probably on her.
She shook her head. It was about time she got out of the shower. She rinsed quickly and turned off the hot water, wrapped a towel around her and went to the kitchen to grab a bowl of yoghurt. She nearly threw it down and shook her head repeatedly to stop thinking about the devilish, handsome, strong and kind man that she did want, no matter how much she denied it or denied herself to do anything about it. It was not something she would think about, she told herself. At least not again that night.
Mentally exhausted she fell into her bed a short while later. She felt better for sure but as she lay still on her bed letting her mind drift, she landed on Natsu and the man from last night and she had to make an effort to push the image away. She really didn't need a really need a real event to connect her already dirty thoughts of Natsu.
The next morning Lucy woke up at noon. Lisanna would already be teaching classes. Come to think of it, dance class would be over soon. Would she stay and rehearse as Lucy always did? Lucy reached for her phone on the bed-side table and as she looked at her arm she realized she had forgotten to put on any pajamas, damn. Although it didn't bother her while she was asleep, waking up naked wasn't one of her favorite things in the world. She grabbed her phone and flipped it open. 4 messages.
From: Lisanna Received: 9.15
Wake-y Wake-y 3
From: Juvia Received: 8.30
Juvia just heard from Lisanna. Juvia will help Lucy prepare dinner. Coming at 3
From: Erza Received: 8.00
Coming over for dinner. Bringing wine and cake. Levy just told me what happened.
From: Levy Received: 5.30
I just slept with Gajeel
Yes, tonight there would be food, wine and cake and then they would all spill their guts. Why had Lisanna been the one to tell Juvia though? Levy had her number. Lucy frowned but got up and dressed in her comfy clothes – knee high socks, hot pants and big sweater. Then she froze.
Holy shit, Levy had slept with Gajeel!
Who cared what she wore, who cared who told whom what?! Quickly Lucy dialed Levy's number and put her phone to her ear. It rang and rang, and went to voicemail.
"Hi you've reached Levy's phone, I'll call you back as soon as I can" *beep* Lucy hung up and tapped a text message instead.
To: Levy Sent: 12.03
How can you NOT answer your phone after a text like that? Call me! 3
The reply came quickly
From: Levy Received: 12.04
Can't I'm at the clinic. Tell you everything at dinner tonight, Juvia and Erza already planned everything.
To: Levy Sent: 12.04
Why are you at the clinic?
From: Levy Received 12.09
I'll tell you tonight 3
It was going to be excruciating to wait that long. And so, to pass the time, she cleaned the apartment. She went through the place with a hoover, wet blanket, from top to bottom. When that didn't take long enough she cleaned the kitchen thoroughly too. Oven, cabinets, drawers and all the dishes were sparkling by the time Juvia arrived and in quick succession the two of them moved all the dishes back into their places. Juvia's blue hair hung in their usual curl around her pale face when she picked up the groceries from by the front door and carried them to the kitchen. When Juvia met Lucy's eyes she put down one of the bags and held up her hand.
"Juvia is just as curious as you, Lucy, but Juvia knows just as little. Please don't ask until Levy arrives." Lucy frowned and realized that her mouth was open and she had in fact just been about to ask Juvia what she knew. Instead she nodded and helped Juvia unpack. Then Erza let herself in.
"I brought wine and cake!" She announced and Lucy went to greet her and take some things off her arms. The moment she came into view and without looking up at her Ezra spoke, her red hair cascading over her shoulders while she took her shoes off.
"Don't ask me anything. I don't know either." Lucy scowled.
"I wasn't even going to ask." She said before heading over to her and mumbled "Damn, that girl knows how to keep up the suspense" while taking the wine that Erza handed her with a nod of agreement.
"Don't you have a competition on Tuesday?" Lucy asked though still in a dark voice. Erza looked at Lucy and crooked her head to the side with a soft smile. Then she looked down as if she was modest
"Prof Clive said Kagura Mikasuchi wouldn't have a chance against me. But I wouldn't underestimate an opponent. I've heard she's good." She shook her head and her red hair fell over her grey-glad chest. Lucy nodded and smiled, then turned and brought the wine into the kitchen, stowing it out of the way in a cabinet. Erza entered the kitchen shortly after, put the cake in the fridge and the three of them started with the food right away. An hour later Lisanna arrived, showered and made the table while Lucy, Erza and Juvia finished the deserts and started on the main meal. (After getting a text from Levy saying she'd arrive in an hour and a half.)
At 5.30 someone knocked on the front door and all four girls turned in unison. It took a moment but eventually Lucy called
"Come in." And Levy, small, blue hair tied back with a brightly colored head band and rosy cheeks stepped into the apartment. She smiled shyly, her hands behind her back. She stepped out of shoes and walked over to them, the door closed softly behind her.
Lucy was suddenly worried about her friend. She seemed so frail as if she had been used up and wrung out. She looked exhausted.
"Please tell me you're happy about what happened." Lucy said and held her breath. Levy looked up at them with soft circles under her eyes. It didn't at all fit with her otherwise smooth, pale skin. But then Levy smiled a wide toothy grin and besides her Lucy felt both Erza and Juvia let go of their own breaths noisily.
"Sorry for worrying you all. I was at the clinic to get a morning after pill." Erza was first
"You didn't use protection?!" Levy blushed and looked away.
"It all went so fast, I didn't even have time to think." She said, her voice grew smaller and smaller for every word she spoke. Lucy suspected Erza was throwing a harsh glance Levy's way and stepped forward.
"Hold on, hold on hold on. One thing at the time." She turned to Levy after a short smile at Erza. "Are you okay? You look all shaken-up. Do you regret it, did he hurt you?" Levy smiled again. It was as if she lit a star with the power of her smile.
"I'm fine. More than fine I'm exhilarated and better than I've ever felt. I don't regret anything and although it hurt a bit, it was inevitable." Erza's mouth fell open, Juvia and Lucy squealed, Lisanna cheered.
"It was your first time?" Erza asked slowly and Levy nodded with a wide smile.
"Wine! Glasses! Cake! We need details!" She ordered and Lucy, Juvia and Lisanna ran to the kitchen to grad one each. Levy hesitated and the three of them stopped with just a foot out of the line they had created when greeting Levy.
"Shouldn't we eat first? You all prepared such a lovely smelling meal." Levy said with big eyes directed at Erza. Lucy cringed and her eyes widened as she waited for Erza's reaction. She was silent for a moment, then
"Only if you tell us who asked whom out?" She said and her voice was hard. At this Lucy perked up and grinned. Levy frowned and moved her weight from side to side.
"Why does that matter?" She asked but none of them answered although they all knew. Levy hesitated.
"Well, he asked me out." Erza and Lucy shouted "YES!" Triumphantly. Lisanna groaned and Juvia shrugged. Levy looked utterly confused. Obligedly Lisanna and Juvia took out their purses and gave Erza and Lucy 2500 jewels each. Levy's jaw dropped
"You bet on whether or not Gajeel would ask me out?" She said loudly. Lucy made an innocent face and Erza grinned.
"I thought you'd get fed up for taking so long and ask him yourself." Lisanna said in a dark voice.
"Lisanna doesn't know how patient you are." Lucy said
"Juvia thought it would take another few weeks." Juvia said and Erza grinned.
"You haven't seen Gajeel lately. He was practically chanting himself into resolution the past week." Erza turned around. "Food then spill!" And marched them all to the kitchen table where pasta-salad, greens and dip already were set up. Lisanna took the oven gloves from the counter, took the meat out of the oven (which was sparkling clean) and placed it in the middle of the table.
They ate in silence for a while, mostly because of curiosity for Levy's story and because none of them seemed to want to be first to break the silence. Erza, who usually would have taken that role, was too busy eating to speak. Quite a while into the meal though Lucy remembered Juvia's text that morning and she looked up.
"Juvia, when you texted me, what had Lisanna told you?" Out of the corner of her eye she was Lisanna grin.
"About your horizontal hula of course." Erza and Levy looked at her and Lucy groaned and let her head fall into her hand.
"I told you, I don't remember anything." She said but blushed at the sudden images that invaded her mind at those words. That strong body above her, kissing her, moving into her, holding her close to his hot body.
"Was it Natsu?" Erza asked and munched down a piece of potato. Lucy raised her eyebrows at her.
"Why would you think it was Natsu?" Lucy asked. Juvia smiled and took a sip of wine.
"Juvia saw you dancing. It was the way Juvia would dance if she wanted to get Gray to sleep with her at a party. You were all over him." Lucy blushed madly.
"I know what we danced like. It's just that there's nothing I remember that would connect anyone in particular to the guy I slept with. Honestly, the only thing I know is that he was tall and well-built. Fat help that is." Lucy said and stuffed a forkful of food in her mouth, scowling at Lisanna.
"What about movement?" Erza said. Lucy frowned, her fork still in her mouth. "How did, whoever you slept with move. Could that give you a clue?" Lucy thought of what Natsu had said about remembering what they had danced like after seeing her dance. Not that she thought it likely to work but at least it was something to go on she supposed. Should she watch Natsu move just in case? She already did watch him move, Lucy thought thinking about the way he had walked the night before. That hadn't been any help. Maybe she needed it to be a more vigorous activity. Lucy blushed again and reprimanded her imagination for going down the dirty street right away. She took a deep breath and pushed the thoughts of Natsu in a towel away.
"Enough about me. Lisanna, why do you have some of Laxus' clothes in your closet?" the three other girls' heads snapped to Lisanna and Lucy grinned at her scowl. "I'm just returning a favour." She added in an undertone. Lisanna groaned and let her head hang for a moment. Erza opened her mouth but Lisanna held up her hand.
"Fine, fine, I'll talk." She said and Erza smiled sweetly. Lisanna sighed and took a large gulp of wine, and another one, and another sigh. Lucy saw that Juvia looked worried. Laxus was her main teacher and she was probably hoping it wouldn't be some dirty story that would scar her for life. Levy mostly smiled excitedly. Lisanna gulped.
"Fine… A few months ago I ran into him when I was looking at some of the guys on the swim team." She sighed. "Lyon to be precise." The four girls gasped. "And prof. Dreyar came to ask what I was doing there. I told him that I was thinking about joining the swim team. He looked at me as though I was a fool and well, obviously it was the fattest lie I've ever told. Still I just wanted to have a look and I knew I probably shouldn't be there so I just stuck with it. I told him 'Honestly, I want to join!'" Lisanna goaned again and a soft blush covered her cheeks. "He told me to prove it, to jump in the water and swim a kilometer. I said I didn't have a swimsuit with me but he said it was fine and then just pushed me straight in the water." Lucy covered her mouth with a hand. Both from shock and to stifle a giggle. Lisanna wasn't a very good swimmer and prof. Dreyar must har realized it the moment he'd pushed her in. Lisanna sighed. "It didn't go too well and I was practically drowning. When he realized it he jumped in after me and pulled me out." Lisanna blushed. "He was really strong and practically threw me out of the water. He pulled himself out after me and slapped me on the back a couple of times so I could cough up the water I'd swallowed. He growled something about his clothes being all wet and he stripped, just like Gray always does and dropped the wet pile in my arms and told me I'd better wash them for him. I ran home dripping wet. I did get a look at him. Of course. He was delicious, sorry Juvia I'm not gonna lie, your teacher is a massive piece of eye-candy. Anyway, I washed the clothes but I haven't dared give them back yet. I've actually turned around and walked the other way every time I've seen him. It was horrible." Lisanna's entire face was bright red now and she didn't meet any of their gazes but stared stubbornly at her empty plate. Then Levy spoke up.
"That's adorable!" She said in the tone that made it sound as if she was talking about a puppy. Lisanna glared
"It's not adorable, it's embarrassing and now Natsu has those clothes because I puked all over him and he's gonna figure out they're prof. Dreyar's and give them back and it's gonna be even worse!" Lisanna groaned again and hid her face in her hands. Erza put a comforting hand on Lisanna's back.
"I'm sure he wouldn't." She said in a calm voice and a soft smile.
"Why wouldn't he? He's an idiot too dumb to find his own damn feet." It was an overstatement of course, but Lisanna said similar things about other people and Lucy didn't take her comments too seriously.
"He won't because I say so." Erza said with a soft smile and Lisanna looked up and smiled back. Then Erza slapped her hands together.
"Now. To the highlight of the evening, the reason we're all here. Levy, tell us all about your date with Gajeel."
They cleared the table within moments. Erza took out the cake and Lisanna brought the second bottle of wine from the kitchen along with plates and forks and a knife to cut and eat the cake.
When they were all served with both cake and wine and blankets had been handed out to all who wanted one and Lucy and her friends sat on the couches and watched Levy intently. She in turn turned redder and redder with every moment that past. Then she took a deep breath and started.
"Gajeel has been around for quite a while, as you know. He's shown up when I walked home alone and kept me company when I was waiting for class. Lately we also went out for coffees every now and then. Nothing official really, just, like, I'd say I wanted to go have coffee and he'd join. It was really nice except he insisted on calling me things like 'shrimp' or 'girl' I yelled at him once or twice for it and told him to actually call me by name. When I did he didn't even say a name at all, he'd just go 'you' or 'hey'. It was really annoying. Then after a while he'd go back to 'Shrimp' and after a while I got tired of telling him to stop.
"Whatever I did though, he never stopped showing up to watch me practice or to walk me home. He always came back.
"A few weeks ago now he started suggesting to go out for tea or coffee himself. When I'd say I had to study for some subject he said 'Bring the damn books and I'll keep ya company.' And when I studied, he'd be quiet as a mouse.
"When I had to rehearse for that competition two weeks ago I saw less and less of him. At first I thought he'd given up on me and that I'd finally be rid of his somewhat looming presence. But at rehearsal I found myself looking at the spot where he always sat hoping that he'd be there. He never was and it was so distracting that I even made a serious mistake in one of my pirouettes and prof. Strauss freaked out. She threw me out of the rink for the rest of the day to get my shit together (her words not mine). I took a long walk thinking about Gajeel mostly and I realized that I actually wanted to have him around. I actually liked it when he called me shrimp, weirdly enough. I was just so comfortable with him around. So I searched him out at the boxing rink where he was training.
"Before then I'd never actually seen him move other than the usual things people do but oh, he was breathtaking. I mean the guy is a heavy weight even if he doesn't really look it with all his clothes on. But really, he's massive but he moved as light as a bird in flight. For an entire two hours I just sat there and stared until he turned, saw me and got so distracted that prof. Clive knocked him out cold.
"I ran down to see if he was alright and prof. Clive grinned at me saying 'thanks for giving me the opportunity to teach him that lesson, he needed it.' and left. I didn't know what to do so I just put his head in my lap and waited for him to wake up. When he did he totally snuggled into my belly and put his arms around my hip. My giggle woke him for real and he practically jumped two metres in the air. You don't even know how hard he apologized and it took my yell of 'shut it' to make him stop. When he did I finally had the time to actually look at him. I mean, he was shirtless and in only shorts. I'd taken off his gloves before. The guy is massive I tell you and even with the long hair and piercings, which he wasn't wearing (It looked a bit strange) he was delicious. After a while of standing completely still he cleared his throat and said that it wasn't fair that I got to gawk at him like that. And before I could stop myself I said that if he played his cards right, one day he might get to gawk at me shirtless too."
Lucy, Lisanna, Juvia and Erza all gasped and laughed.
"I know I know, I thought the same, went bright red and ran off. Part of me wished he'd follow me and hug me or something but he didn't and in retrospect I'm glad for it. It gave me time to think and realize that what I'd said on impulse was true. I wanted him to make me want to take my shirt off for him.
"For days I went bright red every time I thought about it but then I had to stop because a few days later Gajeel started showing up again. My rehearsals went so much better when he was there and I started to go to his practices too. Repaying the favour so to speak. He got distracted at first and prof. Clive got to teach him that lesson several times before I yelled from the stands to keep his head in the game. After that practice I came to meet him in the rink and he was all gruff and stoic looking and said 'I know how to fight, shrimp.' And I said 'Then why does prof. Clive keep knocking you out?' I heard prof. Clive yell 'She's got a point!' from a bit away then he left the training hall. Gajeel waited a bit longer then said 'I can't focus with your pretty little head sitting up there watching me.', grumbled and looked away. I held my breath cause I couldn't tell if he'd meant that as an expression or if he was telling me he thought I was pretty. I watched him, waited for him to explain, then slowly, very slowly, he started to blush. It was the most adorable thing I'd ever seen. When I started to giggle he grumbled again, straightened up and pointed at his face and yelled 'see!'. He rubbed his face and mumble 'can't even think straight when you're around.' But I think he didn't intend for me to hear that. So I poked him and when he looked up I crooked my finger so he would bend down. He did and presented his ear as if he thought I was gonna whisper something in it. I leaned in, playing along, but kissed him on the cheek instead. I think he fainted or something, I don't know, I skipped away and didn't look back.
"What was two weeks ago. I had my competition the day after, came second. I don't know if he was there to watch me but he came to see me afterwards all freshened up in a suit. He was very formal, congratulating me and keeping his distance. I would have loved for him to take me in his arms and kiss me passionately but of course, with Jet and Droy there, that wasn't going to happen. Both of them were pretty upset as it was already since Gajeel had "stolen" so much of my time lately and they were staring daggers at him. Gajeel was quite oblivious though, either that or he ignored them. The three of them followed me home and the tension was probably as awkward as things could ever be. Gajeel didn't say a word to Jet and Droy and they only glared at him. By the time we reached my dorm I wanted to shoo them away with a broom so I could be in peace so when I turned around to tell them bye I was surprised to see Jet and Droy standing back with angry faces but blushes on their cheeks. Gajeel too was blushing softly but stepped forward and handed me a book and said 'I thought you might like this' And with another glare at Jet and Droy he stomped off. The two of them immediately but shily stepped forward and wanted to know what Gajeel had given me but I was too tired to deal with their rants about a rival. I told them I wanted to rest and that we could meet the next day and reluctantly they walked off.
"They left, thankfully without much complaint and I went into my dorm room, put the book on my bedside table and showered and ate.
"The book, oh the book. On it's own it wasn't all that remarkable. It contained the expected; the greatest figureskaters through the ages. Some of my all time favourites where among them, others weren't. What was the sweetest thing though was in the back. First off there was a dried and flattened lilly only it was dark, not like they're usually coloured and it looked mysterious. Not until it fell out of the book and onto my lap did I realize that it had the same colour as the outfit I'd worn for that day's competition and a few times during practice. On the page where the lilly had been was a photo of me and underneath a text that described my skating-style, level of technique, bit's of biography, though not much. At first I thought it was a bit creepy as though he was stalking me, researching things about me but then I saw a small sprawling handwriting at the bottom of the page saying 'Everything written here are things you've told me and that I learned by watching you rehearse. I can't get you out of my head. I'm lonely without you. G' It was probably the sweetest things I've ever heard him say, or, you know, read him say… come to think of it, it's one of the few things he's ever written me. Anyway, I put the book on my bedside table. Since the glee over his gift was gone a bit and it was all a mixture of sweetness and stalker-alert. I mean, who remembers so much of what a single person says?"
Erza cut in then.
"I think Jellal could remember all fights I've ever had and probably perform them if he was drunk enough." She said with a smile.
"Juvia remembers most of Gray's conversations with her. But there have been so many, Juvia is starting to forget some of her words." Juvia said and looked down with a small frown. Levy looked at Lucy and raised her eyebrows.
"What about you and Natsu?" She asked. Lucy frowned.
"What about him and me? We've hung out alone twice. I don't get a say in this." She said but at the same time thought about her words. Erza and Jellal were the best couple Lucy had ever seen (Albeit a little perverse and a little, what should she call it, strange but they'd held together through some very rough times.) Juvia had been fiercely in love with Gray ever since she met him but she and Natsu? There wasn't even a 'she and Natsu' to speak of. She might like him, like Lisanna always said, although she'd never confirmed it to her friends, she didn't deny it either and her affections much show themselves somehow. But she didn't remember all words he had ever spoken to her, or all the fights he'd had, which she hadn't even seen one of and she could, quite well, get him out of her mind when she was dancing. Maybe Lisanna was wrong.
"I've seen you though." Lisanna said. "Every now and then you look around as if you're looking for something or like you're heard some noise and are trying to pinpoint it. Every time you do, you find yourself close to Natsu. He seems to be keeping track of you." Lucy blushed. Was it true? Was he really keeping track of her? And if so, why? Was he stalking her? No. Now that Lisanna had mentioned it Lucy could remember some of the times it had happened. That prickling at the back of her neck. It happened every now and then, sometimes several times a day but other times, there could be weeks in between.
What did that mean though? Did he keep track of her because he liked her? Did guys really think that way? Lucy shook her head, Natsu didn't like her, he didn't like people that way. He was completely oblivious to things like dating, making out and sleeping with someone. Then again, he had noticed that she had slept with someone and he had gotten excited about how they danced. Oh, Natsu, why was he so confusing. Luckily at that moment, Lisanna spoke up.
"I don't think it's creepy. He said he's thinking about you. That's as sweet as you get from some people." She said and Levy nodded and smiled.
"Since this was over two weeks ago, I decided to see it that way too and went to look for him right away and found him at the boxing rink. When I came in through the door it was as if he could smell or sense me and he met my eyes the moment I set a foot inside the hall. This time though he turned back around and blocked prof. Clive's punch just in time and was even able to throw a punch himself. I even saw him grin when I sat down on the bench and although he didn't look back at me once during his practice, I knew that he was fully aware of where I was for the duration of his training.
"He didn't mention the book when he came out of the rink and I came to meet him. Neither did I, I didn't even thank him, which was very unlike me but I'm sure I smiled like a crazy person.
"The next two weeks, until this Friday, we practically danced around each other. I mean, I might have been oblivious to flirting before but for those two weeks I noticed every bit of it and I gave back just as much as I'd received. I mean, the subtle touches, and the knowing smiles, the winks and the lingering gazes and even the silences when he watched me study, they were all just so delicious and the best dance there was!
"So then Friday. I was just about to head for my dorm after practice after one, rather sad, Gajeel-less day of rehearsal when I found a slip of paper in my bag saying '18.00' and 'front door' I had no idea what it meant but could recognize Gajeel's handwriting. I went home and by the front door another slip of paper was slipped under my door. It said ' Franchesco's' Which is my absolute favourite restaurant and 'date, officially'"
Lucy, Lisanna, Juvia and Erza let out a collective sigh of 'Awwww' and Lisanna added
"That's so sweet." Levy smiled, blushing softly.
"Well, I don't need to tell you how ecstatic I was but seeing as I only had an hour to get ready I didn't really have time to text any of you. So I hurried and showered, fixed my hair, nothing fancy really just a special hair band that I've been dying to use. It's silver with two rows of (fake) diamonds along the edges and a silver band along the middle. I wore my turquise and black dress, you know the one simple, sleeveless, reaches to the floor and isn't all that fancy. And I headed out. I was so excited I even forgot my phone in the apartment and didn't think about it until we were heading out for a walk. Anyway I'm getting ahead of myself.
"Gajeel was already waiting for me when I arrived. Oh, he was so handsome, wearing a suit and tie, black suit, grey shirt and blue tie. The tie matched the colour of my hair perfectly. He'd even tied back his hair. that if anything looked out of sorts, he doesn't even do it when he fights. So there he stood all pierced and massive and cleaned up and although I was wearing heels I felt tiny compared to him. He grinned when I was close and offered his arm with a blush. I took it with a blush of my own and he led me inside the restaurant.
"The place, btw, it you haven't been there is amazing. It's mostly green, soft and dark green and white chair, black floor. It's got a clean thing going on and it's comfortable in its simplicity.
"It was rather full but Gajeel had booked a table and we were immediately seated by the window overlooking the streets in the middle of the city. The first thing Gajeel said as that I could eat and order anything I wanted since it couldn't be more than he was going to eat. He turned out be right. Damn that man can eat and he ate his food with such ferocity you'd think he was biting down on iron. Throughout the meal, well, most of the meal, we didn't talk much. Although we'd spent so much time together, now that we were on an official date it was kind of awkward and I really needed that to change. Half way through my main course I pointed my fork at him and said
"'Where did you get those piercings?' He looked up, chewing. He looked at me for a moment, swallowed then shrugged.
"'Got them after ma' foster dad died, or vanished, whichever.' And although he held my gaze, showing off a hard exteriour I could tell that this wasn't really a 'whatever' sort of event. I also assumed that he didn't really wanted to talk about it. I put my hand on his and although he flinched he didn't pull it away.
"'I'm sorry.' I said. He shrugged again.
"'It was a long time ago.' He said and kept eating. He didn't pull the hand under mine away and it seemed to make eating harder for him. Still he didn't pull it away. By the way he avoided my gaze though it seemed as though he wasn't being completely honest. I can understand that though.
"'Thanks for the book.' I said trying to change the subject. It took him a moment to gauge what I meant but when he did he nodded and blushed.
"'I ain't stalking ya' He said and although I had figured as much by then, it was still a relief to hear him say it.
"After that the mood lightened perceptively and we talked like we had at any other time we'd been out on our own, about techniques in sports, school and whatever else came to our minds. I asked him if he had learned prof. Clives lesson yet and in answer Gajeel nodded and rubbed his temple where Clive had caught him every time.
"'Took a while though, you're so damn distracting.' and added 'good lesson to learn though.' blushing I asked
"'So you can put me out of your mind now?" I even cringed as the words left my lips. It sounded so… attention seeking. But he apparently took it differently and barked a laugh.
"'fat chance!' He said ' All I can do is focus on the fighting when you're there. Any other time I'd be fighting a dragon trying not to think about ya'.' Both of us blushed and we ate some more in silence, our hands still touching. Mine was getting clammy and a bit shaky but his was just large and hard and stable. It was comfortable, I felt safe.
"When the waiter had come and brought our desserts and left again Gajeel looked at me for a while without touching his dish. I saw his eyes flicker down to my lips once or twice which made me blush. Then he looked away.
"'Do you… think... about me any?' His tone was a low and husky and a shade of honest to goodness worry covered his face. It was probably the cutest thing I'd ever seen on him and so uncharacteristic, it made all the bigger impact on me. I smiled and he looked at me again and when his eyes flickered down to my lips again I looked at his lips too and he bit his lower one.
"I think that was the first time I saw him do something like that and for some inexplicable reason all I could think about was 'holy shit I want him right now' and believe me, had we not been at the restaurant, I would probably have considered ripping his clothes off right then. I think I might have blushed at my thoughts. After all, I've never actually seen a guy naked but I very much wanted to kiss him and have my hands on him. So I took a deep breath. I wanted the feeling to stay and I wanted to be honest.
"'Only when I'm breathing.' I said and oh, I could just sense how those words turned him on. The hand under mine stiffened and he grinned.
"'Don't hold your breath.' he said and we both laughed. We ate our desert and for the rest of the meal we exchanged sneaky and seductive glances. It was delicious, the dessert too mind you and although I loved the place, I couldn't wait to get out of there and do something else. Gajeel seemed to be thinking the same and had soon paid and retrieved my coat. Again he held out his arm and I took it. This time though, although I was small compared to him, it felt good to be connected that way.
"Suddenly as we headed in the direction of campus I felt massively nervous. I was suddenly really and fully aware of what it all those glances implied. And although I'm 20 I was still a virgin until yesterday. Boys were never something I had any time for and now that the prospect of it was so close and going to happen I was freaking out. Freaking out in a sense that I lost track of the conversation repeatedly and kept window shopping and insisting we had to go some other way instead of the straight way to campus, to dorm rooms and beds and sex. I wasn't so much afraid of it hurting as people always say it would, rather of the prospect of it actually happening altogether. Gajeel must have noticed and when I was just about to suggest some other alley we just had to go through when he cut me off.
"'You wanna go for a walk?' He didn't even look at me. I was freaking out still and his words didn't really register. I barely looked at him until he pushed me by the shoulders against the nearest walls. I almost yelled in fright. He looked angry but also sad. My heart thumped hard in my chest. I was just about to look away again. I bit my lip and inspected the grip he had on my shoulder gauging if I could slip under it. Then he spoke.
"'Why are you afraid of me?' I denied it without hesitating. Actually I denied it before he was done speaking which only emphasised it as a lie. He pointed it out saying I was the worst liar he'd ever seen. I just shook my head trying to deny anything he might said. Then his voice changed and went all soft.
"'Shrimp.' He said. I looked at him and stopped tapping my foot. 'We're not going to do anything you don't want to if that's what you're worried about.' I swallowed and looked away but he grabbed my chin and turned my face to his again. His eyes were too intense, I wanted to look away but now I couldn't. Everything I saw was him, his handsome face. 'I ain't gonna make you do anything you don't want.' It wasn't settling, I was still afraid and his words weren't getting through. He growled and gripped my arms tighter. I could feel his arms strain as though he wanted to shake me but was holding back.
"'Levy!' He said, louder this time. The sound of my name snapped my eyes to his. 'If it's sex you're worried about, I won't force you. It will happen if and when you want it to.' He said and his words finally, slowly settled in my mind.
"Then out of nowhere, I grabbed his face, pulled it down and kissed him full on the mouth. The instant his lips met mine he went still, his arms no longer shaking to restrain his wish to shake me and his body went regid. It was as if he was working through what was going on and it took a while before the hand on my chin moved to my cheek and then to the back of my neck. He pulled me off the wall and closer to him. The entire length of me was pressed against him and I didn't for the life of me know what I was supposed to do with my arms. I was stunned by my own action and it took a while to realize what I was doing and what I wanted to be doing. Once I knew I moved one hand to rest on his chest and the other snaked around his waist to pull him closer, even if that wasn't physically possible. My mouth moved against his and soon he parted his lips and hovered over mine, his breath brushing them as if to ask very carefully if he could deepen the kiss. I responded by tracing my own tongue against his lower lip and he pushed against me again. Oh, it was exquisite. I've kissed guys before but Gajeel was by far the best. He didn't shove his tongue into my mouth like I've known some to do and he didn't try to eat my entire face off either. Although it was there, his tongue didn't invade my mouth, it simply probed gently, peaking if his movements were acceptable or not. Every time he tried something new he waited for a response whether it was positive or not, though it mostly was.
"Eventually when he seemed to have established a few things that he could and couldn't do he moved me back so I was pressed against the wall again. His right hand was still on my cheek and neck but his left hand trailed down my arm and rested on my waist. I stiffened for a moment but when Gajeel noticed he kissed me in a particular way that I like and I relaxed and let out a soft moan. I felt him grin against my lips but shortly afterwards he drew back and simply hugged my to his chest. He put his chin on the top of my head and held me close and slowly I wrapped my arms around his middle.
"When he pulled away he didn't say anything. He barely looked at me but took my hand and led me in the opposite direction of campus. It was comforting to be heading the other way and his hand steadied my when I could have been stumbling and tripping over my own feet. We went to the park and strolled around for a while. I had a mind to take off my shoes but I knew I would look like a child next to him if I did. By the pond we sat down on a bench and there I stepped out of my heels and pulled my knees to my chest.
"'I've never done it you know." I said after a while and felt him turn to me.
"'What?' He said and I cringed, a bit weirded out by having to say it, or to have to say it to him. I thought that maybe, since he kept such track of me, he knew that I'd never actually been with a guy. Then again, he probably hadn't paid attention for all that long. I sighed.
"'Sex.' I said. 'I've never had it.' I didn't have to wait long for his surprised 'Oh.' And I cringed again and looked away.
"'Why does that matter? Are you afraid it might hurt?' he asked but before I could answer he added 'If you wanna wait, it's fine, I don't mind.' I frowned at him.
"'Technically, with enough foreplay it's not supposed to hurt.' I said. I wasn't afraid of that. I was scared of doing it at all. I mean I might have tried a finger or two but having someone else put their penis inside me… I'd never even seen a real live penis before after all.
"'So you wanna wait?' He asked and I actually laughed. He frowned
"'I honestly can't wait to find out what the fuss is all about.' I said but then my smile fell. Gajeel nodded and took the words right out of my mouth.
"'But you've waited for so long, the anticipation makes it scary.' I nodded. He draped his arm around my shoulder with a sigh and pulled me close into an one-armed hug. 'I know the feeling' He said and kissed my head before putting his chin on my head again. I leaned into his chest when he did and his embrace warmed me. 'Take your time. When you're ready… There's no need to rush.' He said in a low voice and squeezed that arm around me. I pulled away a bit then and smiled at him. He hesitated a bit but then leaned in for a kiss and I met him halfway.
"We went home after that and that was pretty much our date." Levy said and the four girls looked at her for a moment. The cake and wine was gone. There had been a call for tea but no one had seemed to want to get up. Lucy at least didn't want to miss a word of Levy's story. She had been waiting for this day every since Gajeel had started to show up to walk Levy home for the first time.
"Hold on." Lisanna said and everyone looked at her. "It's Sunday today." Levy nodded and grinned.
"You sent us that text last night." Erza said and Levy nodded again, her grin widening. Erza leaned forward. "What happened yesterday?" She practically shouted. Levy giggled. "Details Levy! We need t o know!" Levy giggled more and covered her mouth, her cheeks bright red.
"I can't just tell you all the details, it's private." She said.
"Those aren't the rules! If you announce you slept with a guy you've flirted with for months you spill! Lucy tell her!" Lucy gave Levy a sympathetic smile
"Those are the rules of girl-talk. I spilled, we're here for you." Not that Levy looked particularly disturbed by their wish to hear all the dirty details on Gajees. In fact, Lucy thought Levy looked absolutely giddy to spill. She was just playing coy. Lucy wasn't fooled.
"Alright." Levy said and blushed deep red. She didn't need any of their wide eyes eager to hear every word she spoke. She was eager enough as it was. Lucy wondered how she would present this part of the story. After all, Lucy doubted that Levy would be able to, with a straight face, speak of all the wonderful experiences of such an event. Then again, Levy was very good with words. Maybe there was a deliciously detailed story waiting for them.
"Before we came home we walked past a poster talking about the fair that was going on this weekend and Gajeel told me that he'd never actually been on one. As soon as he said it I asked if he wanted to go and although he just shrugged and said 'sure, if you wanna' I could see that he was really excited already and for the rest of the way home he had a constant tiny smile on his lips. It was adorable.
"When we were at my door he said he'd pick me up at noon the next day and before he left we kissed and hugged. At the time I didn't know how anything could be better. Goodness, what a surprise that would be.
"I'm going to skip over my night and morning and actually most of the fair since it mostly consisted of Gajeel and me holding hands and us going on different rides and playing those fair-games that are always rigged for you to lose. Although he did manage to win at a punching measurer thing, figures, and he gave me a large teddybear. It was seriously almost as tall as me.
"When the evening was drawing to its peak, somewhere around eleven in the evening I think we were both happy, our stomachs full with fair-food, candy cotton and simply giddy from the noises and laughter around us. I didn't think I've ever seen Gajee smile so much in one night and it warmed me from the inside and his hand holding mine warmed me from the outside. I simply didn't want to go home. I didn't want to be separated from his just because those were the rules of the dorm rooms. As if night-time was the only time 18-25 year olds could sleep together. So, when we passed a hotel during a stroll I suggested we rent a room for the night. Gajeel was shocked at first but then nodded and said 'if you want' I wasn't sure what he was thinking about. I could have probably been able to imagine what went through his mind but I was far too happy from the night out to think dirty thoughts. Not yet at least.
"So we checked in. I insisted on paying myself since he'd paid for out dinner the night before. To make it even, you know. Not that I knew how much he had spent on our meal but I made sure that he didn't know how much I spent on the room.
"We headed up to our room and settled the bear on one of the chairs the first thing we did. The room was simple, really. A plain green fuzzy matted floor with beige walls, the bed was queen size and covered in green and white sheets. It wasn't really super romantic but I was really giddy at the prospect of spending the night with him. I proclaimed that I was going to take a shower and although I thought I heard the door click shut twice I didn't actually know that he had been out of the room while I was showering.
"First I heard the music. It was probably the most cheesy and fitting music to the situation. 'sexual healing' played and I giggled, put in my underwear and wrapped the towel around me. I gaped when I saw that he had done to the place. Not only had he organised the music but he had thrown rosepettles over the floor and lit at least 30 candles around the room. I was half expecting the fire alarm to go off but he must have known the risk and opened a window.
"He stood perfectly still as I stepped into the room. He was so handsome in his black button down shirt at black pants. His angular face set in a calm expression and I saw small tinge of red on his cheeks.
"Since I hadn't suggested the hotel room in order for us to have sex I was so surprised at his conclusion that I had to laugh. I was quick to cover my mouth though.
"'You didn't have to do this.' I said and saw his blush deepen. 'I didn't...' But I broke off. He was breathing hard almost as if he was trying to control himself. It was strangely sexy. His shirt strained against every breath and I could see the contours of his chest under it. At that moment I realized that I wanted to do it. I wanted to have sex with him. I wanted to take off his clothes slowly and have him touch me like he didn't dare to. I let my eyes trail down the length of him and walked slowly over to him. I think I swayed my hips a bit more than usually and he looked at them, his eyes followed my moves until I could put my hands on his chest. I felt his muscles twitch under the shirt and without thinking I reached up and unbuttoned a button. He blushed and his breath caught in his throat. He didn't caugh, he just held it a moment and then slowly let it out and it brushed hot against my face.
"I continued my way down his shirt until it was completely lose. Then it was my own turn to blush when I felt my heart racing and more than that, my entire body pulsing with a desire that I had never felt before.
"I brushed my hands along the collar of his shirt and felt my fingers tingle and my breath hitch when I touched his hot skin. The moment my hands brushed his skin his eyes fluttered closed and he took another few deep breaths. It seemed he was in fact controlling himself. At the same time I could sense that he was anxious and a bit afraid or nervous but he did nothing to stop me as I ran my hands along the strip of flesh visible under his shirt. I felt him shudder and I quickly looked up at him. His eyes were intense and they found mine immediately. I took a deep breath, bit my lip and stepped back, my hand was outstretched and only my fingertips were touching him.
"'If you don't want to...' One by one my fingers left his skin but just as my middle finger slipped off him he stepped forward and my hand slipped into his shirt of its own accord. He looked deep into my eyes bent and put a hand on my cheek. His lips hovered over mine and I felt his stomach tighten and a strangled sound left his lips.
"'It's just so soon… I...' I bit my lip.
"'Is it too soon?' I asked. He pressed his lips together and took a few breaths to calm himself. He hesitated, then
"'I'm ready if you are.' He said in a deep voice and my heart made a summersault. I ran my hands along his skin, his head fell back with a loud breath and it gave me access to his entire upper body.
"'I'm ready.' I said, ran my hands along his neck and pulled his shirt off. It fell to the floor. The towel I had wrapped around me fell off me too and I didn't care to pull it back up again but moved my hands over his body and vowed to touch every part of him.
"His hand fell from my cheek and brushed my hip. I don't think he meant to actually touch me but when he did he absolutely froze, he arm hovered away from his body where it hadn't come to rest completely. I think he didn't expect me to be undressed so quickly. He breathed heavily and it rasped through his throat. He shuddered again.
"'Too many times have I wondered...' I blushed but didn't say anything. I actually wanted him to say it. I wanted to hear it past through his lips.
"I stepped closer and kissed his chest. His muscles went taunt and I smiled and traced more kisses over him. It was delicious to feel his skin under my lips, it was so different from feeling with my hands. I could taste the salt on his skin and the lingering smell of smoke, sweets and a little alcohol was mixed in there too. He tasted like the fair we had been to.
"'What have you wondered.' I asked against his skin and teasingly stuck out my tongue to lick his skin. He even tasted of the fair. He shivered when I traced wet kisses over his chest. Still his hands remained at his sides. I wanted them to touch me, I wanted him to kiss me like I was kissing him.
"'What you look like.' He said his head coming up but when I glanced at him I saw that his eyes were still closed. I smiled at the soft blush and the hard breaths I could feel both as his chest rose and fell under my touch and under my kisses and when the hot air brushed my neck. I moved closer to him but kept my body off his. Except for my lips and hands.
"'You know what I look like.' I said against his skin and sucked at a spot on his chest. He groaned and I felt it reverberate through his entire body. He shivered and chuckled. I sucked harder on his skin and knew it would leave a mark. I stepped up on my tip toes to each his neck and I traced kisses there too. It seemed to be increasingly harder for Gajeel to keep his hands at his sides. They twitched and brushed against my hip but he kept them still. I bit down at the crook of his neck and he let out another groan, his head falling back again.
"'I didn't know you could be such a tease.' He said in a husky whisper. I smiled and sucked on another piece of skin.
"'Neither did I.' I said and stepped away from him. I pulled my hands from his body although I immediately wished I could touch him again. I realized then that I was breathing just as hard as him and looking at him, barechested didn't help that at all. I didn't want to help it though. I wanted to tangle my hands into his gruffy long black hair. I wanted to pull him to me and have him kiss me like he had kissed no one before. His arms twitched again as if he was looking for my touch and he pressed his lips into a thin line.
"'Look at me.' I said and was surprised at how calm my own voice sounded. He hesitated and swallowed hard. Then, slowly, he opened his eyes. He was quick to make eye contact and he did his very best to keep his eyes on appropriate places. I wanted to yell at him that this was not strictly speaking an appropriate time. He blushed as he struggled not to look at my naked chest. I have to give him credit for how hard he worked not to look and his breath hitched even higher and his eyebrows twitched in the effort. But then he looked and I'm not sure if he blushed even more or if his face drained of colour. What I do know is that his crotch gave a distinctive twitch and I assumed that that was a good thing.
"He moved into me then. He hands pulled me roughly to him by the waist and we collided, lips and body in a hot mess.
"Since I've only done it the one time with the one guy I can't actually tell you if what he did was 'good' other than that it felt amazing. Everything was amazing, every kiss he planted on me sent tingles through me, every move his hands made had me moving with them or into them and wherever his skin met mine I wanted us never to separate. It was wonderful to have someone else touch me especially in those ways, it was better than I could have imagined. His fingers and hands might be big and gruff-looking but when he ran them over my body, pressing them into me, playing with my lady-parts he did it with such care and so gently that it too added to the spark in my belly.
"When he entered me, which I had to beg him to do, it didn't really hurt as much as it expanded my insides so intensely that I cried out and he froze and I practically yelled at him not to dare stop moving. I even swore and I think it turned him on. When he had entered and filled me completely I held him to me and he held me to him. I had my legs wrapped around his hips and he had his arms around me and his face buried in my neck. I felt his hard breath on my skin. He shivered but held completely still. I shivered too and contracted around him which made him groan. I think could have stayed like that forever. Eventually though I moved my hips against him and he pulled himself out. This too was amazing but I think I prefer to have him fully inside me.
"He took up a slow but steady pace of moving in and out, my legs around his hips and we pushed and pulled together. His lips traced kisses along my neck and nibbled at a few places making me shiver and gasp. The longer he moved, the move intense his hip movements became and his breaths grew heavier and heavier. At one point he pushed himself up and with one hand holding him up against the headboard the other traced down my stomach to flick a finger over my clit. This combined movements made me moan and my moan was immediately answered by him. I looked up at him and saw his intense gaze on my body, on my hands that refused to let go of his skin, until he met my eyes. When he did he leaned forward and kissed me lightly and deliciously. His lips tasted of me but his kiss was sweet and tender. His gruffy hair hung over his shoulder and tickled my stomach when he leaned into me but that too felt good.
"Then he hit some sweet-spot and before I knew what happened I arched my back into him, his arm slipped around me and held me to him. My head fell back as I moaned out his name. Whatever it was he had done, he did again and when I reacted the same way he grinned and moved to hit that stop time and time again. He quickened his pace, moving into me in a more demanding way. He kept hitting that sweet spot and when he pushed his hand between our bodies to brush my clit again it felt as if I actually was going to explode. My stomach tightened and my moans were higher and louder. So were his along with his pants. He pressed me to him and whispered
"'You feel so good.' in my ear. I breathed a laugh and wrapped my arms around his neck.
"You too.' I told him and felt him smile against my skin. He moved to hit my sweet spot again and I cried out loudly. Every time he pushed inside and every time he clicked his finger I moaned. I didn't want it to stop ever. The tension in my belly reached a new high as his thrusts became more urgent together with his grunts. I clutched him closer to me although I knew that would make it harder for him to touch me but I didn't care. I just wanted him close. I dug my fingernails into his back as he gave a particular thrust and a few more of those had me clamp down around him and he shouted and threw his head back.
"'Oh, Levy!' He shouted and I clamped down harder. I felt more of him that way as both his thrusts and flicks escalated I felt an exquisite release rush over me. I arched my back into him and flung my head back. My hands fisted and couldn't hold onto him anymore. My legs wrapped around him and helped his move harder into me.
"With me clamped so hard around him it didn't take long for his release to follow mine. He thrust hard but warned me that he was coming though I knew just before he told me. I felt him tense all over and while his eyes flew closed his mouth fell open. He shouted my name again and I felt him twitch inside me along with his hips and his hands on my back fisted and pushed me hard into him. He thrust into me two more times, groaned, then relaxed and slowly placed me on the bed before practically collapsing onto me.
"It took quite a while before he rolled off me and I was almost sad when he slipped out of me. I rolled into his side my right leg draped over his and my head on his shoulder. He kissed my forehead.
"'I can't believe I've waited this long to do that.' I said and he chuckled and gave me a one-armed hug. 'That was amazing' I said and he nodded.
"'It really was.' He agreed and hugged me again.
"'You even said my name.' I said in an undertone and he chuckled again.
"'You know, if we were to officially be a couple, I could call you babe.' He said and I poked him in the ribs. He laughed and squirmed.
"'Or you could use my damn name.' I poked a few more times, then my pokes turned to tickles and we wrestled a bit. He won, straddling me with my arms pinned above my head.
"'Sure thing babe.' He said, grinned and leaned close, his breath on my lips. 'Levy?' He whispered and I raised my eyebrows at him. He moved closer still and I felt the heat of his lips on mine. 'I like it when you swear.' And he kissed me and on my stomach I felt that he in fact did like it when I swore. I giggled and pulled him closer. Only then did I realize how sore I was. The entire area between my legs throbbed with every pulse of my heartbeat. I groaned and cringed. Gajeel practically flew off me. He asked me if he'd hurt me and I told me what went on. 'Oh.' He said and laid down on the bed again when I patted a spot next to me. I snuggled into him when he did and he draped the blanket over the two of us. I think I fell asleep within moments.
"The text I sent you all was from the bathroom when I woke up and had to pee later. I didn't actually know what time it was. It couldn't have been that much later, we spent quite some time doing it and it wasn't light out yet. That's basically it. This morning I woke up with a start and went 'Holy shit we didn't use protection.' And Gajeel shot up next to me and repeated my words. We hurried to the clinic, got the pill but I also booked a time to get some regular pills." Levy looked around and met each girl's eyes, her face reddened as they practically glared at her. Lucy was the first to smile. Then, one by one they all broke out in grins.
"Juvia remembers her first time. Compared to Levy's story, it was a complete mess." Juvia said and shuddered. Lisanna nodded and patted her on the shoulder.
"I know the feeling." She said and Juvia smiled weakly. Lucy thought about her own first time. Who had it been with? Dean? David? apparently, whoever it was wasn't all that important to her anymore. Then again it must have been at least five years ago and the hormonal mess she had been had probably made her think a lot of meaningless things were meaningful.
"My first time was pretty decent." Erza said "Maybe not as good as yours but the guy was experienced and knew that he was doing. I didn't see much of him later though. Probably for the best." Lucy raised her eyebrows but it was Lisanna who asked.
"Why?"
"He said I should try and lose some weight when I lay on his shoulder so I punched him. I think I broke a rib or two. But the sex was nice." Erza laughed and Lucy chuckled too.
"I think that's still better than my first time since I don't really remember it. Now that I think about it though I think my dad might have walked in on us… Maybe dad just threw the guy out or something…" Lucy stared into the depth of memory. Yeah, it had been something like that.
"If that's what happened, I think you win at whose first time was the worst." Lisanna said and they laughed. Then she stood and cleared the table and Lucy went to make tea.
"So Levy." Erza started when they all had their hands wrapped around steaming cups of tea, the heat stinging in Lucy's fingers. "How big is Gajeel." In an instant Levy went bright red.
"I… I don't know.. " She stammered and looked at her tea. They were all silent for a while, watching Levy. Then she looked up, cheeks still red. "It's not like I have anything to compare to!" She said loudly. "If I say carrot you can either think of one of those massive ones or a tiny mini carrot. How should I know what it big and what is small?"
And so Erza and Juvia (though mostly Erza) explained size to Levy. Lucy was slightly mortified by the amount of thought Erza had given the subject and apparently she'd had experience with all of them. She told them that the guy with the second to smallest size had the best technique and worked the hardest to make her happy. The guy with the smallest seemed to have given up on penetration altogether and focused on oral most of the time, and so had the guy with the biggest fellow. Erza told them that when he entered her it felt like her first time all over again. She went on to telling them that the right size varied and for all she knew Gajeel could be tiny and still be right for Levy, who blushed. Erza sure enjoyed her dirty talk. She even told them Jellal's size (average but on the bigger side) and said that he couldn't be more perfect for her. Lucy blushed at this and thought that she could never see Jellal in the same way again.
Eventually Levy, Juvia and Erza decided it was time to go home. It was closing in on midnight and they all had classes in the morning.
"Be sure to come to my competition on Tuesday." Erza said when she, Levy and Juvia pulled on their shoes by the door. Lucy nodded.
"Sure thing, when and where is it?"
"At three in the Beta." Lucy nodded and Lisanna agreed that they would make sure to be there to cheer her on. Erza smiled and the three of them said goodnight and left the dorm with waves and smiled.
When they were gone and the door was closed Lucy and Lisanna made quick work of the dishes and they were probably done within half an hour. When they stood in their bathroom washing their faces Lisanna said.
"Was the guy you slept with on Friday really so good you want to find him?" Lucy looked up at her reflection, a soft burn on her cheeks. She checked to see if there was any make-up left on her eyes. There wasn't.
"It's not really about the sex." she cupped her hands under the running water and splashed it over her face. To be honest, it was a little about the sex. In her drunken mind it had been amazing. Then again, she had been drunk and it was very possible that her intoxicated mind simply thought it had been that good while it really hadn't been.
"I'm mostly curious about who it was and who my drunken self deemed worthy to sleep with. I mean I don't remember making such a decision. So I want to know who it was." She said and splashed more water in her face.
"I still think it's Natsu." Lisanna said. Lucy smiled and dried her face. "You know, I'm so sure it's Natsu that I'm willing to bet 2500 jewles that by the end of next week you will either realize it or sleep with him again. I even bet double that you will do both." Lucy looked up at her with wide eyes.
"That's a lot of money Lisana, Are you sure? You haven't won a lot of bets lately." Lucy said and Lisanna grinned and held out her hand.
"A bet between you and me. If I'm wrong, I'll give you tripple."
"That's too much, I can't accept that." Lucy said.
"Fine. If you're right and it isn't him and you don't make a move on him or he a move on you by the end of next week I'll confess to Lyon that I like him in front of prof . Dreyar and I'll give his clothes back. All in one go." Lucy gulped.
"Wow, you're either really sure or really desperate to tell Lyon your feelings." Lucy said but reached for Lisanna's hand, took it and shook it. "Deal." Lucy said and hung her towel on a peg on the wall before she headed for bed. Lisanna who was also done follower her out into the dark living room but turned to face Lucy before stepping into her bedroom.
"To be honest Lucy." She said and blushed and looked down. Then she smiled. "I'm kinda hoping for both." She said and slipped into her bedroom and the door clicked shut softly. Lucy smiled and did the same.
A/N: So, when I wrote this, I asked myself, Whyyy did I choose Lyon for Lisanna to have a crush on. The answer, if you're wondering, is that Lyon is, for one a character that I quite like. Second, he's kinda smooth looking and third he was one of my easier choices to choose a sport for. I also didn't choose an ice sport for him because all the others I could think of was either figure-skating and that didn't work, or hockey which involved too much clothes.
I had a lot of fun writing this chapter, I hope you enjoyed it as much as I did. =)
See you Sunday! =D