Gajeel wasn't much of a mall person, and but he was aware that this store existed. He had walked past this place a thousand times and even stopped in a few times to check out their sales on body jewelry. But Gajeel had never bothered made it to this section of the store. The front was full of things like novelty T-shirt's, coffee mugs, and bumper stickers. Surrounding the registers were large cases of body jewelry and candy, but the back section of the store would make a lesser man blush. Levy looked so out of place next to a wall full of a sad excuse for underwear. It was the kinda shit that women wore during the first month of dating before switching to sweatpants and stained T-shirt's. Behind them was a wall of different colored sex toys, Gajeel was both curious and disturbed that there were so many options. Some of them looked rather realistic, and Gajeel didn't really want to know what the use was of the ones with balls attached to them. Other ones didn't look anything like a penis and were hot pink with various buttons and beads.

The third wall in the back of the store was the one Levy was interested in, an assortment of pink necklaces, and straws, and pins shaped like dicks and various items like shirts that said things like bride, and bride trims on it. There were cake pans, and candy and for some reason pasta shaped like dicks, and the things that weren't edible donned smiling faces. "So many penises, so little time. I feel like I'm back at work," Levy said scanning the wall a few times before she stood on her tip toes to get a better look at an all-white chalice with the word "bride" on it. God, she was a tiny little thing. Even if she reached up her fingers wouldn't have come close to touching the cup she had her eye on. Gajeel reached above her and handed her the cup. "Oh, thanks! Aren't you useful to have around?" Levy seemed happy with her find until she turned the cup around and her face dropped, "And there's a bedazzled dick on the back... Okay, so why are giant pink dicks the official mascot for brides? I don't think my sister would go for this. I'm gonna see if they have anything less penisey."

Gajeel had to agree, he knew Lucy well enough to know she would be way too embarrassed to walk around with a giant pink dick on her head. He wanted to follow Levy to the front of the store just to get out of the naughty section but didn't want to seem like a lost puppy fresh on her heels. currently, he was eye level with an assortment of fuzzy handcuffs and he felt like that was a little more his speed. He noticed a much smaller men's section on the other side, and he didn't really want to be caught over there either. But anything was better than standing between candy dicks and vibrating ones.

The men's toys were a lot more discreet looking than the women's ones. He supposed some men used the women's ones too, but he couldn't really see women having a use for the men's ones. Some looked like strange cup holders, while others were an obvious replication or different parts of the women's anatomy. Gajeel was curious if the ones with the fake pink lips felt the same as the one that looked like a fake butt. Gajeel never really had a need for one, but he could understand the benefits of it. Gajeel was admittedly every bit of slut Lucy called him out on being, but even he went through dry spells. Men didn't usually discuss how easy it was to overwork your risk during a session of self-love, but it could really be a mood killer trying to decide between finishing, and giving your aching wrist a break. Even with masturbation being a normal thing, he wouldn't be caught dead making some poor teenager ring one up knowing he was gonna go home and stick his dick in it.

"Did you need help finding anything?" Shit! Gajeel could feel himself damn near jump out of his skin. He didn't know how the little sales associate snuck up on him, but at least it was the one guy in the store and not one of the girls.

"No! I mean nah, I'm fine, just waiting for my… friend." That wasn't a correct title for her, but it was the least awkward. Calling her his celebrity crush or the love of his life would have been a lot more honest. But things were weird enough standing in a section of sex toys with some kid who worked in the mall.

"Well let me show you the sale items, while you wait." Gajeel mostly drowned out the sale associates speech about the best prices and materials, but it got really weird when the guy started talking about which items were in his personal collection. Gajeel was almost concerned when the kid pulled out something that was a life-sized replica of a woman's butt and thighs. "We have full-sized dolls online too, a lot of them look like famous people but we had to give them different names so we don't get sued." Gajeels throat dried up when the associate flipped past a picture of the likeness of Levy, it was named "blue haired babe" instead of her name, but it was very obvious who it was supposed to be.

Gajeel was both relieved and worried when Levy came back. On one hand, she probably wouldn't be comfortable with the idea of a sex doll of her existing. On the other hand, the guy stopped over sharing his personal experience with the stores greatest hits once she was in earshot. "Hey Gajeel, you wanna get out of here?" Asked Levy. "I think I've had my fair share of dicks today."

"Please."

X

"Okay so the mall was a total bust, I think I'm going to stick to ordering everything online. Maybe I'll hire a party planner? I don't know… Is that weird? Is that how normal people do it?" Gajeel didn't know if she was talking to him or talking to herself. Levy leaned her back against the wall of the elevator and pulled off her hat the first time since they left his apartment. "I haven't even been to a wedding before, and all the parties I've been to have been planned by somebody else. This is stressing me out." Levy ran her fingers through her hair, making her already messy hair fall out the bun she put it fall apart. She was even cute with hat hair.

"I usually just drink and leave at all the weddings I go to. Being in one has been kind of a pain in my ass too," Gajeel said. "I don't even think Natsu sees me as his best man, I think he just didn't want to admit Gray's his best friend."

"That's the one he's always fighting with right? I mean when he started talking about his groomsmen he kinda bad-mouthed all of you. But I thought that was just how men show affection towards each other," Levy said earning a laugh from Gajeel.

"I guess that's kinda true, most of the time I want to kill Natsu, but at the same time, I'd kill somebody if they touch him. What'd that ass hole say about me?"

Levy let out a giggle, "he said something about you being a professional cock-block."

"Yeah, well it's a small apartment, with really thin walls. I gotta do something to get by. Speaking of which, what's it like staying in hotels all the time. You ever just miss your own bed?"

"I'll let you ask me that again once you see my room." With the hotel having a tunnel to the mall Gajeel didn't see the point in moving his car, when Levy invited him up to hang out in her room he didn't think there was anything weird about it until he saw that her name was printed on her key and she pushed the button to the 29th floor. He had never seen someone swipe their hotel key over a sensor in an elevator before, or that such a thing exists but after an extended ride in the elevator and his ears popping on the way up the doors finally opened to the nicest looking hallway he's ever seen. He felt underdressed, for some reason the lobby was on the fifth floor instead of the first and when they approached the desk everyone was dressed in expensive looking suits and seemed to straighten up the minute Levy gave her name. Levy was as underdressed as him, but she didn't seem bothered by their difference in attire.

Gajeel followed behind Levy to the double doors at the end of the hallway, she waved her key over the sensor and opened the doors to one of the biggest hotel rooms he had ever seen. It was bigger than his apartment. Twin white couches with blue throw pillows sat in front of a fireplace and an oversized dining room table sat in front of the doors that lead to a balcony. Most hotel rooms were all that impressive, usually just a bed you didn't really want to sleep in. A mini fridge full of overpriced booze, a chair, and a tv. Gajeel hadn't even caught sight of a bed yet, but strangely there was a set of stairs just to their left. "I would greatly prefer if you took off your shoes, but I'm not going to make you if you don't want to." When she opened the door to their right there were already two other pair of Levy sized shoes sitting on a shelf in an otherwise empty closet. Following her lead, he kicked his boots off and sat them nicely next to her discarded pair.

"This is a lot of space for such a tiny person." His comment earned him a glare followed by an amused look from Levy.

"Rude. There's usually about five of us in here, so I guess you have a point," Levy said. "Come on, they probably unpacked my laptop upstairs. Plus my back kind of hates me from playing Goldilocks between you and Lucy's beds." At the top of the stairs, she pulled back sliding doors and revealed another large room. This one with an oversized bed, across from the biggest tv he's seen outside of movie theaters. Levy crawled towards the middle of her bed, her shorts riding up just enough to expose the curve of where her butt was separate from her thighs. Gajeel went to sit in the armchair next to her bed until she patted the spot next to her, an invitation he wasn't going to ignore.

X

At some point, Gajeel went from sitting to lying down. this was probably the most comfortable bed he had the pleasure of being in and was ignoring whatever movie levy put on. He was somewhere between fighting the urge to yawn and staring at her, not that she noticed either thing. Besides the sound of the tv and the clicking of her keyboard the room was silent, but a comfortable one. Gajeel wasn't one for forced conversation, neither one of them had spoken in almost a half hour. She was so wrapped up in whatever she was doing on her computer, she probably forgot he was there. "You know Gajeel, you're totally free to ditch me. I'm sure it can't be too interesting to watch me look up stuff I'm later gonna have to scrub off my browser history later. I promise I'm usually a lot more fun than this."

Gajeel yawned, barely registering her apologizing for a reason he couldn't figure out. "I'd be doing this at home anyway, plus it's been a shit week so I'm not gonna complain about the peace. Plus I already like you better than Lucy, she burns all my food and talks during movies."

"Hey! That's my sister you're talking about!" Levy said trying not to laugh.

"Yeah, which means you know what I'm talking about firsthand." A pillow came down on top of his hard. Yeah, Levy had a violent streak just like Lucy, but it was a halfhearted assault. Gajeel grunted when the pillow made contact but made no attempt to move it off of his head. The pillow was blocking out the light in the room, and he yawned again.

"Keep bad-mouthing my sister and I'll have to fight you." There was no real malice in her threat, she seemed more amused than angry with him. Gajeel's only sibling was a decade younger than him and they didn't grow up together, so the closest thing he really had to that type of relationship was Natsu. Sure he loved shitting on Natsu, but when other people did it Gajeel jumped to his defense. The way that Lucy always talked about her sister, Gajeel knew they were pretty close. Him trash talking Lucy with things that were true had Levy jumping to her defense, but her laugh let him know she agreed with his complaints.

"I'm pleading the fifth."

"Gajeel if you keep being naughty, I'm going to have to punish you." Her comment was more flirt than threat, images of being tied to her bed flashed through his mind. Not being able to touch her would be bad enough. But being tied to the bed, and completely ignored while she reads was a particularly creative threat she made in the past.

"Well, what happens if I'm on good behavior?" Levy abandoned her laptop on the other side of the bed during his first shady Lucy comment. She laid facing him, fighting her own yawns while she was throwing out threats. This was one of the very few situations they were eye to eye. She was so much shorter than him, even when she did things like jump into his arms, one of them was looking down to meet the others gaze.

"Whatever you want." She was so tiny it took him almost no effort to pull her into his arms. Kissing her was still one of his favorite things to do, he could spend hours just kissing her lips, her neck, her thighs, whatever exposed skin he could find. She always squirmed under his touch, he was often met with her giggles if he touched her somewhere particularly ticklish.

"If that's the case I'll stay on my best behavior," he whispered in her ear. His face buried in her blue hair, as his lips found her neck. He did his best not to squish her when he rolled her onto her back, her legs wrapping around his waist when their lips finally met.

"You're lying." Levy ran her fingers through his hair, stopping his long locks from smothering her like it usually did when he was on top of her.

"I might be." Gajeel admittedly enjoyed a tug at his hair here and there, but it had nothing on the way it felt when she ran her nails across his scalp. It was enough for him to come undone. Finding each of the excessive amount of buttons on her tiny shorts, he unfastened each one and met each inch of newly exposed skin with a kiss.

"Stop teasing me!" Levy spoke just above a whisper, even with the low lighting he could see her head against the phone. "Oh my god lu, you're the worst!" The sun must have gone down hours ago, through the window he could see the city lights against a dark sky. Just how long had he been asleep? "Lulu I'm not waking him up, I'm just gonna let him sleep." Gajeel squeezed his eyes shut trying to let them adjust to the light from the tv. "you'd be a lot less cranky if you went to sleep. Maybe you and Natsu should take the chance to enjoy the empty apartment and be as gross as you want to be." Levy laughed at whatever Lucy's response, "yes, yes. I know. I love you too! Goodnight."

At some point during his nap, she changed. From what he could tell she was in an oversized sleep shirt and her hair was pulled into a bun on the top of her head. Gajeel was guessing the blanket pulled up to his shoulders was the work of her too. She hadn't noticed him wake up yet, and he was a little relieved by that. Only his imagination would be wild enough to give him a less than innocent dream about a woman sitting two feet away from him. Gajeel wished he could just avoid letting her know he was awake and fall back to sleep, but his bladder was screaming.

"Uh, Levy?" She whipped her head around to face him, and her eyes widened in surprise at the sound of his voice.

"Oh, look who's finally up?"

"Where's the bathroom?"

"It's right through there," Levy said pointing the door between the tv and the window. Gajeel was glad it was nearby and not somewhere down the stairs. Gajeel was glad for his choice in wearing jeans, sweatpants wouldn't have camouflaged the very obvious boner he was packing right now. He didn't know if he was up because of his dream, because he had to pee, or if it was just a rather annoying case of morning wood. Gajeel didn't expect the bathroom to be anything less than fancy as fuck. He would honestly be surprised if there went 100 bills in the place of toilet paper, but that was an issue for another time. He looked around the room and found his and her sinks in a long counter, a glass shower, a bathtub, but for some reason, there wasn't a damn toilet in sight.

Gajeel peeked his head back out the door. "Am I stupid, or is there no toilet in here?" Levy gave him an amused look, Gajeel knew he had to be missing something. He figured it would have been easier to ask her than to run around looking for this phantom toilet with a full bladder.

"There should be a door on your left." At first glance, Gajeel would have thought this was a closet, but once he opened the door he could see that it was a small room that just had a toilet, a tv, and a small table with magazines and a remote. This room would be torture for someone who hated small spaces, but apparently rich people shit in style. Gajeel stared at his reflection while he washed his hands, his black eye didn't look any better. It honestly looked worse, hopefully, the last of the bruising was done and it could finally start to heal. After peeing his dick thankfully decided to behave itself, and Gajeel got to avoid doing the walk of shame back to Levy with an erection. How the hell did he end up in this situation? She was nice, as nice as he thought she would be. More gorgeous in person, stupid rich, and way out of his league. Gajeel needed to leave before he fucked things up and made her hate him.

"Sorry, I forget that it's not exactly normal to everyone for a toilet to be separate from the rest of the bathroom," Levy said from her side of the bed. Gajeel could tell that she moved farther to the right and away from him during his nap. Another reminder that they were complete strangers and he was invading her space. "Do you feel better after your nap? You missed dinner, do you want me to order you something from room service?"

"Nah. I'm fine, I'm gonna head home anyway. I ain't mean to take up your bed or fall asleep on you like that. Guess I'm just a bad host," Gajeel said. He looked at the alarm clock on the end table and saw that it was almost 3 am. If he remembered correctly the last time he looked at his phone it was a little after six. Levy's overly expensive bed put his ass to sleep for around nine hours, no wonder his bladder was screaming and his stomach ached for a meal.

"What? No way! It's too late to be running around right now." She was right that this was one of the more dangerous times to be traveling at night. Bars and clubs usually closed at two, which meant the drunk drivers were in their way home. The reality of how weird it was to be around her finally hit him and a big part of him wanted to go. But her wanting him to stay even just for safety reasons gave him false hope he didn't need.

"I should be fine, I'm a careful driver. I'm sure I already overstayed my welcome, and Lucy's probably gonna get all stabby the next time she sees me."

"I already handled Lucy, I would just ignore the group chat on your phone. I might have riled her up earlier. Plus there's a good chance Lu and her honey are taking advantage of your absence and I doubt you wanna walk in on them like defiling your couch." Gajeel wanted to disagree with her, to fight harder to leave, but he found himself sitting back on his side of the bed considering the points she was making.

Gajeel just changed the subject, not agreeing to stay, but he made no life to leave. "Is this bed magic or something? I can't remember the last time I slept like that." Gajeels own bed wasn't terrible, it was old but it wasn't bad. Something about this bed made him want to aim for a couple more hours of sleep just because he could.

"Don't worry, it gets me all the time. I woke up like an hour before you. I think I just sleep better with someone in the bed with me, so I'm going to have to insist that you stay. And help me eat all the room service I ordered while you were in the bathroom."

Gajeel didn't understand why she wanted him to stay, but if she was going to bribe him with good food and a magic bed, who was he to stay no. "Alright so about this group chat?"