Gajeel woke to a high pitched squeal of delight, followed by the cutest imitation of a witches evil cackle he had ever heard. Sitting up on the couch he looked at the time and saw that it was 3 am, what the hell was Levy doing awake still? As he stood up, his track pants hung loosely around his waist and threatened to fall off, not that he cared anymore. Levy had been so focused on translating this book that they hadn't had much time for dates, or other fun stuff. Gajeel knew this going in, since his part wouldn't come until afterwards, but still. Months she had been at it, months. As he walked over to the desk, the Iron Dragon Slayer rested his head heavily on his girlfriends and he groggily opened his eyes. "What is it shrimp, are you finally finished?" He asked, his voice rough from being awakened sharply.
"Yep, just finished, the book, the whole book!" Levy replied, sliding her head out from underneath his, so that Gajeel's head landed on her shoulder. He took the cue and sat down beside her, she obviously wanted to discuss it, and this was probably the most they'd spoken in weeks since she had been so engrossed with the translation. Which is because she had to do it by hand. The tome was so old that her magic failed her, requiring Lost Magic, which was out of their grasp at the moment.
"And what does it day? I want a damned good monster hunt for all the months we've been in this hotel room." Gajeel commented, a little angrier than he meant to, and he saw Levy wince. "I'm sorry babe, I'm not mad, just a little stir crazy. I'm going to need to beat the crap out of something soon." Or get laid, either or. He thought to himself.
Levy sighed and set the translation down. It was a good deal thinner than the original, even without the bindings and double sided pages, must be a language thing. "Well, basically it tells a story of a king or an arch-bishop or someone in a high position of authority, the words meant the same thing before the division of the church and state, who had gone crazy and kidnapped a bunch of women." Levy paused for a breath and looked at Gajeel, hoping he hadn't gone back to sleep, he hadn't and was sitting at attention waiting patiently for her to continue. "So this king person, took all these women, and their family's gold and precious belongings to a deserted island, because he was greedy and horny and while he wanted to be worshipped, he didn't want all the kingly duties. So he passed the title to his son and abandoned ship. Now, presumably the king did all this for a harem, because apart from his position, he was not loved by the people, and they were, for the most part happy he was gone. His son was a kind and benevolent ruler, and eventually started the dynasty leading down to our current Queen Hisui." Gajeel made a little 'huh' noise and Levy continued.
"The king knew of an island in the middle of the sea where no one had explored before because the pirate rumours were that the whole area was haunted. So off he went, with a ship and crew, and his harem and treasure, and then upon arrival killed the crew and burned the ship, no witnesses. This book is told from his perspective at first, and then after his death, his descendants. The island was, according to the description, so similar to Tenroujima, that at first I thought it might be one in the same, but it's in the wrong area of the world. The king made the women fawn over him, giving false promises that if they loved him and adored him and bore him many children that they would be free to leave. It's not like they were without materials, but as they had all come from affluent families, none of them had the skill or the knowledge to craft boats or even hunt for food. They could forest for fruits and vegetables and other easy targets, and make dishes like that, but the king decided he needed meat, as all kings deserve. He was starting to get a bit of a god complex, making the women worship him. There was one, the youngest at the time of her kidnapping, who was in secret training to enter their science academy. I liked her best. She came up with a solution, create a device that would kill his libido. If he wasn't horny, he would have no power over them, well that was their thought."
Levy paused for a moment thinking. "These women didn't realize that he was one man and could overpower him without resorting to the means they did. At the time they didn't even know he was a wizard." Gajeel was so caught up in the story that he started at this.
"He had magic? Then why couldn't he get everyone to love him back in his country?" He inquired.
"Dummy, he probably could, but as I said he didn't want the responsibilities anymore. So the woman made this machine, there's no information on it, no designs or schematics or anything, and it was meant to be sort of a chemical castration, absolutely killing his sex drive. Only it did the complete opposite, it increased it. The women who had already born him children fled the area leaving very few behind, including the inventor. The king had turned into some kind of monster." She saw Gajeel's eyes sparkle at this and she smiled. "From what I gather, the king slaughtered everyone that he encountered and walked into the sea, his body changing and deforming to his new elements. He built an empire on the sea-floor fucking sea creatures and monsters a like, creating his own new bastard race, ones that were completely loyal to him."
"Time passed on, and he learned the ability to shift back into a semi-human form, and he wrote this book. He had a magic that created oxygen and set the book adrift on the currents, the bubble to break once it hit dry land. He wanted the world to know just how powerful he had become, to dare someone to come and challenge him. By sheer coincidence, or maybe divine providence, the book landed on the island he had deserted, and his descendants began writing the epilogue to it. The trouble I was having came more from this section than anything, because it was a bastard dialect of the Ancient Zentopian from the rest of the book." Levy sighed and leaned back in her chair. "I feel very sad for the people he left behind on the island, they seemed to be finally getting their lives in order when this book appeared and the past reared its ugly head. And then to see if there were any other sources of information similar to this, I looked up stories pertaining to creatures rising out of the sea as threat, and apart from our old friend Kemo-Kemo the only one I found was the beginning of the Vulcan race. From what I gathered, on the coast of Fiore, almost directly from where this island supposedly is, a creature, likely one of those bastard monsters, appeared and started sexually assaulting every woman it could find, being able to shift into a semi-human form to lure its prey. Eventually the creature was able to possess people to make the capture more exhilarating for it, and the conquest sweeter. These creatures eventually spread out across the continent, although the strongest contingent is here in Fiore."
She set the sheets of her book down, not even having bound it yet and closed her eyes, for what seemed like the first time in weeks. Those last few pages had been the most vexing, the dialect and writing had gotten so horrible, she could only imagine how much inbreeding had occurred on that island. She never wanted to go, but the diagram on the inside cover of how to get there, and the hoard of treasure and possible colony of people to meet, was far too good of an opportunity to pass up. She slid the copied map over to Gajeel. He took one look and smiled.
"We leave tomorrow." He stated matter of factly and picked her up. Levy was so sore from the chair that the only sound which escaped her lips was one of relief for her aching joints. "Too sore my love?" He teased in her ear. Levy twitched involuntarily, it had been far too long, and she needed him between her legs immediately.
"Never, although I'm not sure how much help I'm going to be tonight." She replied coyly, indicating that she wouldn't be able much to reciprocate.
"That is perfectly fine Lev, let big strong Black Steel massage his woman's pain away." Gajeel responded romantically. Levy could feel the sexual tension at a breaking point, so for Gajeel to be even slightly romantic, she knew he wanted it to still be special for her, and not just a 'we haven't fucked in months and it's going to be hot and quick and we'll likely regret it in the morning' kind of thing.
Gajeel laid her down on the bed gently and slid her clothing off before rolling her on to her stomach. Levy squirmed shyly which nearly sent Gajeel over the edge. It felt like the first time for her, and it felt wonderful. Gajeel worked his hands up her legs, massaging her feet first, hitting key pressure points to illicit sensuous moans from his love. He grabbed a little oil from the side table and dribbled some onto his hands so that the friction wasn't hurting her and continued to work up Levy's legs. He longed to kiss them, to play with her ass, which was right in front of him, but he was feeling all the tension in her body literally melt away beneath his touch. He loved that he could make her feel this way and he had to control his primal urges. Once his hands reached her ass it became even more difficult. While he massaged there too, since she'd been sitting on an uncomfortable chair for the better part of 4 months, Gajeel longed to travel lower, to play with the pussy he knew so well. He could see it starting to glisten and figured that it would only be time, but romance first.
With great reluctance Gajeel moved up to Levy's back. This is where he felt the most tension, where he knew she needed it the most. As his hands moved, pulling that tension out of her he watched and she quite literally swell in relief. The weight of the quest was beginning to weigh her down and she looked like a shell of the woman she was, but now? Life was returning, and it made Gajeel extremely happy. Once he to her neck he leaned down and whispered in her ear. "You know to do your neck properly, you'd need to lie on your back." He suggested to her. Levy didn't say a word and just rolled over. Gajeel looked amazingly at the small creature beneath him. How had he ever lucked out to win her heart, he'll never know, he was just happy that he had.
Gajeel slid off Levy and kneeled down at her head, so that he could massage the top of her shoulders and neck properly, Levy moaning and leaning into his touch. Once the last knot evacuated her spine she whispered up to him. "Get in me now, and fuck me senseless."
Naturally Gajeel obliged, stripping his pants off in seconds, his hard on clear as day as he climbed back on top. Levy spread her legs wide for him, her lips parting slightly allowing his thick cock access to her. Gajeel slid in effortlessly, and they both shuddered for it had been a very long time. They knew neither one of them was going to have much stamina, but it was clear that neither of them cared. Gajeel began to piston inside Levy, driving his cock into her with reckless abandon. Unless she said otherwise, Gajeel planned to just go as his body commanded. He could sense that Levy was in bliss as her eyes were rolled back, her breathing was shallow and quick, and her legs found some strength and wrapped themselves around his waist, pulling him fully into her. She opened her eyes and stared at her love for what seemed like hours before pulling his lips down to hers, the sensation sending her crashing into oblivion.
As Gajeel felt Levy orgasm without warning, he knew that he was close. "I'm gonna cum baby, so soon." Levy nodded her understanding, the wave of passion still rollicking in her. Gajeel leaned down again and bit down on Levy's neck before grunting and spilling his cum in her. Wave after wave pulsed into Levy's tight, dripping pussy, and when Gajeel was done, he fell down beside her, rolling her on top of him, just letting her lie there, his cock still buried deep in her. They fell asleep that way, as they had done numerous times before, and it wasn't until Gajeel's alarm went off at 8 am that either one of them moved.
AN: Sorry for the wait everyone, really and truly. This New Year has handed my butt to me and I haven't had the drive to write at all. I have all these other ideas for pairings and fun stories (with the help of some people egging me on *cough* Random-Guardian *cough*) so I'm just going to add those into a one off series to coincide with this one, similar to Welcome to the Celestial Spirit World. Thank you for your patience.
This chapter is dedicated to quite-a-riot the author of Passive Aggressive Post-Its. Reading this story gave me a swift kick in the pants to get writing again. It spurned new ideas in my head, and no I will not be plagiarizing that wonderful work, but if anyone has read it and starts to find my chapters sounding a bit like those ones, then all credit goes to quite-a-riot. Seriously though, excellent story. They really know the characters well, and wonderful concept. Please go check it out.
Next chapter is obviously the beginning of the island portion of the quest, with some surprise guest appearances!
Arigato gozaimasu,
Elysia Waterchild