Queen of dragons

By: GameOfStories (GOS)

Chapter seven: surrenders and proposals

I do not own any of the characters in this story except for Nula the handmaid... This story is sort of on the lines of Game of Thrones but it isn't a cross over so Enjoy the Picture is by the amazing Rboz and the characters from this story are the work of Hiro Mashima... Thanks all and don't forget to review.


Levy sat on the bank of the lake, watching the sunlight dance across it while slowly nibbling at the grapes that Gajeel had brought along. They had stayed quiet mostly, mainly because Levy didn't want to have to look in his naked direction, Gajeel was sat up on his sprawled out blanket and she could tell he was looking at her. He had been gnawing on a chicken leg for more time than Levy could be bothered to keep track of and she sighed.

"Is there something I can help you with Gajeel?" She questioned and listened as the dragon chief coughed a little, clearly not expecting her to start a conversation with him.

"N-no I... I just like watching you" he explained, becoming bashful and then confidant, like he didn't want her to see him so shy and she smirked as she placed a grape in her mouth.

"Why, I am just a human, you are surrounded by them?" Levy questioned as she laid down, staring at the sky above her and Gajeel moved to lay next to her, propping himself up on his elbows and she looked up at him. A gentle smile graced his lips and he sighed, looking down her small frame before staring into her hazel eyes again.

"You're not like them" he said, his voice quiet and smooth, unlike his usual, gruff, angry voice that frightened her a little. "I look at you and see something I don't see in them, they are my people and I couldn't be prouder but they aren't like you" he explained and Levy glared in confusion. "It isn't just a physical different, they are... tough and violent, they are kind but they know when to give in, when enough is enough... but you" he stopped moving his hand over her face. Slowly, he slid a strand of blue hair from her face, cupping her cheek gently as he stroked her skin with his thumb. "You wear your heart on your sleeves, you are stubborn and annoying and brave and I can't stand it when you glare, it doesn't suit your gentle features" he smirked and Levy let out a small laugh. "You are little and physically weak, you care too much and you are so sensitive but... I like it, you're an open book and I want to read it, I want to know every single chapter and revise every line..." he uttered, for only her to hear and she stared up at him, as it he may turn to dust in her fingertips. His words didn't feel real, the look on his face didn't seem real and she began to question is she was even awake as she bit her bottom lip.

"Why did you keep me Gajeel, you could have sold me, killed me... so why did you keep me?" Levy asked, putting her hand over his just to feel if he was real in that moment. His eyes searched hers and he sighed as he laid back on his blanket, removing his warm hand from her cheek and she actually missed that feeling against her skin.

"I saw you and... something within me just had to have you... not just to bare my children, I wanted to wake by your side, I wanted to watch your hair amongst the sunlight, I wanted to see your golden eyes, I wanted to feel your skin on my fingertips, I wanted you because... I did... I want you because you are you" Gajeel explained and Levy rolled over to face him, watching as he stared up at the sky. He truly was beautiful, so much so that he didn't even look human but maybe it was because she knew he wasn't all she knew was that her heart thrummed hard in her chest, her breathing was fast and shallow and she could barely think straight.

"If I stopped fighting, if I stopped resisting and hurting you and trying to escape... what would become of me?" Levy questioned and he turned his head to look at her, parts of his damp, black hair was sticking to his skin and Levy moved it from his cheek gently. This stunned him for a moment and she could see a small red tint creep onto his skin as he stared at her, bewildered, then seemed to remember where he was.

"I would... take you as my bride, we would go to the dragon city, where all of the dragon chiefs would gather and we would wed, the ceremony would be comprised of three days, first there would be a grand feast and welcoming of good fortune upon out future, then there would be the day of preparation, then our wedding day, where we would be wed by the eldest chief, Makarov, he gifted his grandson, his dragon powers" Gajeel explained and took a moment as Levy wiggled a little closer to his warmth. "Then... when we are wed, I would take you, in our tent that would have been draped in fine silks and gold and our tribes fortuitous talismans, eventually you would give me offspring, and you would sit at my side, my dragon queen" he told her and she bit her lip, it was such a tempting offer but she had wanted to free her kingdom. Jose had tried to get rid of her and she couldn't sit back and let it happen, not when that man was clearly twisted and deceitful.

"I have a proposal..." Levy explained and Gajeel looked at her, confused and his brows came together in a frown but he nodded. "I promise... I will not run, I will not fight, and I will not try to harm you... I will be yours to do with what you may... but I want Jose's head, I want his head on a spike and his heart in my hands" Levy explained as she sat up and Gajeel blinked in shock as he to sat up.

"You're telling me, you will be my queen without persuasion and on your free will... and all I have to do is kill Jose?" He questioned and Levy thought over what she was saying, what she was giving up. Jose had planned everything out, tried to have her abused and killed, or sold, he tried to get rid of her to keep his throne, a throne that never belonged to him and if he would give up the princess for power then who knew what else he would have done. Levy bit her lip as she looked up at the iron dragon king, who stared at her in question.

"If you kill him, if you bring me back his head... I will be yours, I will never run, I will never fight nor hurt you, you will have my surrendered heart... but I do not want my people under the reign of that deceitful monster..." Levy spoke, quietly and confidently as she stared into his blood red eyes.

"Then I will bring you his head... my queen" he spoke in a deadly tone that made Levy shiver in delight and she smiled up at him, though there was a darkness in her smile, in her pure being, a speck of darkness grew, tainting her. Gajeels hand came up and Levy flinched slightly but his gentle hand only caressed her small cheek and she found herself leaning into his warm palm. "I promise, though I am barbaric in my ways, I will never harm you again" he whispered and Levy looked up at him, her hazel eyes glazed with contentment as she nodded.

She wasn't aware he was growing closer, in her days she was looking straight through him, it was only when his warm breath fanned her face. It was a slight shock and she gasped, quivering at his closeness, her mouth open but unable to utter a word and her eyes wide with anticipation... or fear, she was yet to decide. Her heart was fluttering in her chest, like a butterfly driven mad, her stomach twisted with anxiety and she felt her palms grow warm as her mind swam in a million different thoughts. The dragon chief, his eyes were heavy lidded, like he had awoken from a dream and a warm tint was hidden underneath his skin. She could feel his hand shaking and she bit her lip, not wanting to move, she didn't want to pull away but she didn't want to dive into him either.

They sat there, almost nose to nose as the air grew heavy, almost sticking to her lungs and she felt like she was melting into the floor. Slowly, almost as if he was afraid she would take off like a startled rabbit, he leaned in, growing ever closer until his lips feathered against hers and she closed her eyes. The world around her seemed to fall apart and every star in her sky collided with exploding force as his lips pressed against hers. For such a rough man, his lips were incredibly soft, almost like rose petals and she sighed into the kiss. In that moment everything was so minor, nothing she had wanted or needed was even close to how much she never knew she needed his kiss. He was the first person she had ever kissed and she would have never imagined that it would feel so... perfect, she expected it to go wrong but he was so gentle and patient.

His other hand touched her thigh and she gasped at the unexpected heat but for some odd reason, his touch made her shiver, it was like a drop of cold water had ran down her spine and every nerve tingled. His thumb stroked her skin delicately and she slowly, gently, rested her dainty hand on his warm chest, feeling the strong bet of his heart underneath her fingers as she moved closer. Gajeel moved his arms, until they were at her hips and he leaned forwards, making Levy fall back and he followed, never once breaking the kiss. Her small blanket had become slightly undone, showing her belly button and her legs that had been parted, her womanhood was unshielded and she was vaguely aware of the slight breeze against her most sensitive parts. This made Levy tremble and the chief growled into the kiss, moving to grip her thighs and pull her closer, until it looked as if he could devour her. There was heat bubbling into Levys abdomen and it made her squirm out of... discomfort, well she wasn't sure really, if she liked the feeling or not, it was all so new to her.

"Gajeel... wait" Levy panted in the kiss and he stopped, for only a second before he began kissing down her jaw, using his tongue to trace patterns along the skin of her neck and she shivered. "Gajeel... I, we should wait" Levy uttered, though she couldn't deny the feeling of his mouth on her neck felt like she was seeing stars.

"Why?" He growled lowly as he nibbled her collar bone and made her whimper with delight, she wasn't sure she wanted him to stop but she was both excited and terrified of what was to come.

"B-because... if we are going to wed... we should wait... it will be better" Levy managed to stutter out between the attack on her skin and Gajeel slowed, coming to a stop at her lips again and she opened her eyes. They were both panting and Gajeel was staring deep into her hazel gaze, both had gotten lost in the moment, almost to the point of Levy losing control of her thoughts.

"You're right... I'll have to hold myself from you a little while longer" he mumbled and gave her one gentle kiss before he got up and Levy quickly wrapped the blanket tightly around her.

"We should... we should return now, before the tribe thinks I've murdered you" Levy joked and Gajeel scoffed as he stood up and Levy looked away quickly.

"You wouldn't stand a chance against this dragon king!" He proclaimed and Levy shook her head with a smile as she picked up her dress, it was damp still but not uncomfortably so, it felt nice in the heat. She tied the laces so it wouldn't fall down and looked over at Gajeel who had the blankets in one hand and threw the fly ridden food into the murky water of the lake that stirred with life. "Let's go, my beautiful bride" he smirked and Levy nodded as she made her way through the tall grass...