A/N: Summary of Gajeel's Nightmare is below! Sorry for the super late update.

Basically, Gajeel's memory of seeing his father's death mixed in with his demons, the dead men. For anyone who hasn't caught on, Gajeel suffers from a traumatizing PTSD from his youth and anger issues. While he was asleep, he acted out his nightmare, but all he did to Levy was kinda smother her, as he started to do "the figure" in his dream. While Gajeel was holding Levy down, Levy was shaken up because the motion of being held down in her sleep reminded her of Cole. LEVY WAS NOT HARMED!

Gajeel - Seven

Part Two

I shook as a cold feeling whipped me down, tormenting me from inside. She was scared of me. My worst nightmares were coming true. A monster like me couldn't be loved, trusted, or cherished.

I could hear murmurs through the walls as I went to grab my things. Numbness was mostly what I felt. I pulled on my sweats and a sweater. Levy would feel safer if I left. That's all that mattered.

The door opened just as I walked out the bathroom with my things. Levy eyed my bag before she met my gaze. I wondered if she could see that I was nothing more than a pile of broken emotions and problems. She spoke first.

"What are you doing?" She whispered as she took a step towards me. I stepped back.

"I can't be here."

She shook her head. "You can't leave me. Remember, no more running."

"I hadn't fucking attacked you then!" I snapped at her. Her gaze was timid and soft. So much like herself sometimes.

"That wasn't you." She insisted. I wanted to cry so fucking bad, but I resisted.

"You won't ever a victim of abuse again… to be hurt again. Levy, I could have… Christ, what I almost did." I looked away from her. I could still feel the nightmare inside of me.

"If you give up on me now, that will be the end of us." Each word she said felt like hits to my heart. "If you give up now, it will be easier for you to stay away and easier for me to let you. That will be the end of us, Gajeel."

Hearing her say my name did things to me. I wanted to feel her, to apologize with my hands. I just wanted to feel her hands on my body, reminding me that she loved me.

"I can't stay right now. You are terrified of me. Hell, I'm terrified of me terrified of falling asleep next to you and doing something I would never be able to take back. Something we would both regret." I stared at her, not hiding my torn emotions anymore. "I'd fucking kill myself before I hurt you, Levy."

She was silent for a moment before she stared back at me with a growing fire in her eyes. A fire I was coming to fear.

"You would never hurt me."

I could see what she was seeing. I was showing my weakness, but she still saw my strength. Her fists tightened, and her shoulders shook. She looked so defensive. She was fighting for me.

"Levy… I need-"

"I love you."

My entire being caved as if a car hit me. I swayed on my feet. Angry, I glared at at her. Disgust filled my throat. "How can you tell me that?"

"Because it is true." There was no hesitation in her eyes. But I still doubted myself.

"You say that but you can't see the mess I am inside." I tried pushing her away with words. She snapped at me.

"You have seen my videos. You know I am just as fucked up. Don't fight me anymore."

I have a dry chuckle. "Maybe you are just a magnet for people who are bad for you."

She took another step towards me, and I stepped back. "You are hurting inside. Taking your anger out on me will only make things worse."

I froze when she threw caution to the wind and came at me. Dropping my bag, I raised both hands to try and stop her. I wouldn't be able to hold myself together if she touched me.

"Stop, Levy. I'm leaving." My words halted her for a moment.

"You will stay. Sleep on the couch. I will worry myself to death if you leave like this."

Anger and sorrow replied. "You would be more worried if I stayed here."

She looked at me for a moment before advancing again. Her hands found the skin of my back as she hugged me. Nails that had tried to keep me away grounded me to her instead. My heart swelled up and my skin burned.

"We can get through this. Through anything. Makarov will help you, and together we make each other stronger. I love you." She was right. But I was still scared.

"I need you to forgive me. It's killing me inside. I'm sorry, Levy. So sorry. Please don't leave me." I begged, falling to tiny pieces. My resolve broke. I needed her touch. It made me feel right.

She kissed just over my heart. "Never. Everything will be okay. I forgive you."

I struggled not to collapse under the imaginary weight. I wrapped my arms around her, closing any distance between us. I needed her. And I was scared of her at the same time. Scared that she would leave me again. "I am sorry, Levy. Please don't leave me. I'll do anything for you."

"Shhh. Don't worry. I love you and we will get through this." She kissed my chest again before she looked up at me.

Even through the fear, I could see love there. Always love.

"Tell me you forgive me. I need you to. I'm afraid of what I will become without you with me." I begged.

"Of course. I'm right here. No more running." She reminded me. I ran my hands down her back, feeling her soften. She tilted her head up and pushed her chest into my own. I closed my eyes and pressed my mouth to her own. She arched into my kiss, and my arousal spiked because of it.

I moved my restless hands up her front to gently grope her chest. She let out a pained moan, stopping me. "Levy?"

She shook her head, new tears falling. "Not yet. I just need you to hold me right now."

It took me a moment to realize that she was still partially stuck in a memory of her own. Nodding my head, I wrapped my arms back around her and sunk slowly to the floor. She climbed over me, covering me with her warmth. I snuck my hands to her bare hips, feeling her skin. One of her hands snuck into the collar of my sweater to feel at the skin of my back. There was nothing sexual about the caress, but I knew how much the connection was needed.

We both fell asleep on the hard floor. And neither of us cared.

I woke to a hard floor at my back, a warm body draping over mine and a soft hand rubbing my hardening dick in my sweats. Sleep snuck away as I registered that the lights were still on.

"Levy?" I called out. Lips slide across my cheek.

"Let's forget about everything. I need you. Now." Her sweet breath brushed my face and I nodded. The urgency there reminded me that we couldn't go long without each other. Sitting up, I seated her in my lap before lifting us both to the bed. I shed my shirt and her hands greedily sought my skin.

She leaned back slightly to pull of her shirt. Unable to resist, I lurched forward and latched my mouth to her right nipple as her shirt barely cleared her head. She moaned my name softly and I felt a shiver run down my spine. She was too much for me.

"Gajeel." She panted my name as I flickered my tongue against her nipple.

"Levy. Don't be afraid of me." I begged. She arched into me as I teased her sides, palming my hands down them. I turned slightly and eased her to lay down. I placed kisses down to her stomach as she struggled to stay quiet. My mouth crept further down to her womanhood. I didn't tease. I cupped her firm ass and yanked her hips up towards me as I fluttered my tongue across her cleft. Her hands clenched the pillows as a strange feeling swept over me. Like a suppressed need to cry, anguish rocked me as I forced pleasure onto my girlfriend. She cried out as she came in a soft gush when I sucked her little bundle gently, teasingly swirling my tongue. As I moved back up her body, I removed my sweats. Her eyes met mine as her body slowly stopped shaking with pleasure.

"I need you too much to let you go. I fucking need you." I growled. My vision blurred slightly and I realized that I was crying. Her hands shot up and cleared my tears.

"You have me. You'll always have me." She promised. I slowly pressed my rock hard cock to her wet sex and pushed inside. Slowly, I filled her completely. Her hands had found the pillows again and that anguish from early swept through me. She wasn't looking at me. Needing more, I pressed down over her with my body, careful of my crushing weight. Her breath hitched at the sudden movement.

"Look at me, Levy." I needed her to actually see me. Her eyes snapped open and they widened slightly at the pain etched into my face.

"Love me. Make love to me, damn it. Touch me with your hands." I begged. Her hands moved from the pillows to my back. They gripped me, urging me to rock deeper into her. One of my hands gripped the sheets as I struggled to stay in control. I pounded into her, feeling my need to release rise inside of me.

"Harder." She said against my mouth. I nodded to myself shifted slightly to get a better angle. Her hands slid down to my behind, wanting me deeper inside of her. I moaned.

"I love you, Gajeel." She gasped breathlessly. I clenched my eyes shut at the whirlwind of emotions that bombarded me.

"Levy…"

"I love you." She reminded me as her tight walls rippled around me. We were both falling fast.

As long as we were together, nothing else mattered.

"Come for me." I gasped into her mouth as her nails dug into my spine.

She whimpered as her body trembled, withholding itself. She was still breaking free of her memory. I need her to see and feel me. To come by me.

"Damn it Levy… Come… I need you to come." I wouldn't let myself release. This wasn't for me. It was for her.

I ducked my head to bite softly into her right breast, staking claim. Her head fell back as she came over me hard. She moaned for me, begging for me. I stilled inside of her, letting her ride out the waves of pleasure. When her breathing began to slow down, I began pumping my hips again. Her head fell to the side, giving my mouth clear access.

"Again." I begged into her ear. She whimpered.

"Gajeel." My back was sore from her nails biting into them, but I didn't care. She would come for me again.

"More." I groaned out. She came violently, biting into my shoulder. The pleasurable pain halted me, but it didn't end there. Her nails accidentally raked down to my lower back, showing her wanting me to come deep inside her. I could feel it in the way she was milking me and grabbing me. She gasped breathlessly when she stopped biting me.

When she rolled her hips around My already pulsating dick, I yanked away from her and fell on my back. I growled as a whopping pain filled me. I deserved the punishment. "No!"

She didn't listen. Her hands quickly moved up my thighs to my erection. I covered my face with one hand, not able to see her. She licked up my cock, forcing me to cave slightly and curse loudly. My legs tightened as she came at me viciously, pushing my torso down with her forearm. Her hand was tight around my cock, and her mouth gave no tease.

"Fuck… Yes, Levy… Harder… Suck it harder." I lost control, my hands diving into her hair, my hips bucking. My vision was blurry as I came with a resounding moan of her name. It felt endless. Jets of come spurted from my cock, and Levy didn't waste a drop. She milked me empty.

My hands fell from her hair as she crawled back up my body. Feeling full of emotions, sobs gently shook my chest as she wound her arms around my neck, urging me to lay over her smaller body. I followed her silent order, crying into her shoulder for the rest of the night.

And she held me through it all.

A/N: I know, I know. I've fallen off the wagon again. Life hasn't been kind to me. Getting ready for college, watching over my sick siblings, etc. I hope I can finish up this section of the story before I head to school. I have only two more chapters for this part of the story. I will tell in my final chapter when I will move onto the third part of this story. I'll try my hardest to update again this weekend. PEACE!