A/N: NSFW warning for this chapter. :3

"Well, did you?" The look on her face is dead serious.

Gajeel doesn't say anything and she begins panicking and looks down.

Of course not! How presumptuous of you! Why wouI-

"Yeah." Her head snaps back up to look at you.

"Wha?"

"Gihi, you heard me, shrimp." He steps forward, closing the distance between them and sets his drink down. He leans down and whispers in her ear.

"I chose those songs for you." His breath tickles her ear and she shivers softly.

"Really?"

"Really shrimp."

She looks up into his eyes. They are a deep, almost black-crimson, burning with dark carnal need. She tentatively wets her lips and her eyes glance down at his lips and back up. His heart can't take it. He makes a quiet, strangled noise and leans forward. He stops centimeters from her lips and just hovers, lips quivering. She whimpers and leans forward, crushing her lips against his. And in that moment, the world was complete. He groans into the kiss and she tangles her fingers into his hair. He presses her into the wall and slides his knee between her thighs. Her entire body fills with warmth and she feels her heart swell with longing. She runs her tongue over his lips and he opens up, his tongue sliding out to meet hers. Their tongues swirl around in a dance of passion as old as time itself. His teeth graze over her bottom lip before pulling it into his mouth for a brief moment. Their mouths caress each other as she rakes her nails through his hair. Nothing could make this moment better. His hands are splayed across her ass pulling her hips toward him. Pants and soft moans can be heard. After a lifetime, they break apart and pant heavily, pressing their foreheads together.

"Wow." He says chest heaving and breath hitching.

"Gihi" She says playfully. He breaks out into a grin and gives her ass a firm squeeze. She jolts in response.

"As much as I would love to stay here and continue this, and Mavis, would I, I can't." He groans out the statement as she untangles her fingers and splays her hands across his chest.

"Why not?" She pouts seductively, probably not looking as wanton as she feels. He groans again, a pained noise. Leaning in, he runs his lips across her ear and nibbles it softly.

"Because, I want the first time to be different from this" he whispers. Gajeel smooches her neck and walks away leaving her hot and needy and stunned.

A few days later, Levy is laying in bed reading, when she gets a text from Gajeel. She hadn't seen him since that night, even though they talked every day

Bzzzt bzzt.

G: Hey shrimp. Do you want to go on a date with me? She smiles warmly at the text. It was pleasant to see him typing in full sentences.

L: A date? She blushes while typing the message. With me? It was still odd to think that he liked her.

Bzzt bzzt

G: Nooooo. With Bunny Girl. Of course with you! She chuckles, her heart thumping a little bit harder while she read the last part.

L: Well, where would we go?

Bzzt bzzt

G: We could go to this little italian place not far from the school. He's got this all planned out, huh?, she thinks appreciatively.

L: Okay. Lets go.

Later on that night, Levy is sitting across from Gajeel at Makarov's Eatery. The restaurant is very warm and welcoming. The owner, a small man, personally sat them at their table and got their orders. Now Levy is laughing as Gajeel finishes his story.

"And that is why I do all the cooking. Gihi" She wipes a tear from her eye beaming up at him.

"I didn't realize he liked kiwis that much."
"Oh yeah, he fucking LOVES them. With the skin on." He shudders at the memory. She twirls the last bite of pasta on her fork.

"I had so much fun tonight." She looks up at him demurely. He beams proudly.

"Good, I was hoping you would like it."

"So Gajeel, what are we?" She chews her food and takes a sip of her drink to wash it down. Her heart is racing as she patiently waits for his answer.

"Well," He stands, dropping the money for the date on the table and offering her his arm. She takes it and follows him out of the store.

"Well?"

"Well, you're my girl. Thats all there is to it." They walk down the street towards the parking lot where his bike is stored. Her heart leaps at the soudn of that.

Theres no time like the present, she thinks slowing down.

"Gajeel, theres something I need to tell you." She stops him on the sidewalk and he turns to face her. Worry flashes across his face for a moment but he regains his composure.

"What's up shortie?" She looks down at her hands and twiddles her thumbs.

"We've known each other for a while now, and that kiss the other day. Wow. It was something else. I've never been kissed like that before. I mean obviously I've been kissed but its never been like that. That was amazing. But I'm getting off track. I was wanting to tell you… Well I need you to know….I guess what I'm trying to say is-" She stops as he moves in and kisses her.

"I love you too Levy." He gazes at her tenderly. She gasps. Tears well in her eyes as her heart clenches in joy. She was so happy. She sniffles softly and gives him a gentle push.

"You big lug, you beat me too it."

"Gihihi" He chuckles as he pulls her into his arms and holds her close. This right here was perfect.

"Lets go to my place." She murmurs into his chest. He nods his agreement and they walk over to his bike. He straddles it and hands her the helmet. She looks down at her dress and groans remembering the hassle of getting there earlier in the day. She is wearing a tight bronze colored dress with blue accents. It has long puffy sleeves but the skirt is very short and very tight. He grins as she straddles the bike and tries her best to adjust her skirt.

"Alright lets go." She huffs and pulls the helmet over her straightened locks, buckling it shut. The bike roars like a dragon as it drives off into the night headed for Levy's house.

They are laying in Levy's bed trying to get caught up on the latest episode of Game of Thrones, but quite honestly, they are getting more caught up in each other right now. Levy has one leg hooked around his hips. One of Gajeel's hands is firmly planted on her ass while the other traces the neckline of the low cut dress. She has one hand draped on his waist and is propping herself up with the other hand. Gajeel is peppering her neck and collar with kisses and nibbles, eliciting what he thought were the cutest little moans he had ever heard. Her lips were still red and flushed from his intense kisses and her whole body pulsed and throbbed with need. She ground her hips into him as he hikes up her skirt and runs his hand along her lacy undies.

"May I?" He asks tugging the neckline softly. She bites her lip and nods. A slow sinful smile spread across his face and he rolls until he is caging her small body with his. She settles into the mountain of pillows behind her. She had always loved pillows. They made reading so much easier. But right now, reading was the farthest thing from her mind. Gajeel grinds his hips into her, his thigh pressing into her core. She moans out loud and he chuckles before dipping his head and kissing her small cleavage. He takes her wrists and crosses them above her head.

"Keep them there." He slowly lifts the dress off of her tiny frame, revealing matching lace panties and bra. He murmured his appreciation before unhooking the bra from the front. The pops open and her breasts spill out. He practically moans at the sight of them. So round and pert. He prays they are as delicious as they look. Levy squirms under his gaze, embarrassed to be so revealed. He looks her in the eye and, never breaking his gaze leans his head down to lick one of the small rosy buds sitting atop her breast. Her breath hitches and she lets out a slow moan as a jolt of pleasure spikes through her body. He does it again and again. She whimpers and bites back a moan as he draws a nipple into his mouth. His right hand slides down her soft stomach and toys with the waistband of her panties.

After her reassurance, he slides a hand under the thin fabric and cups her warm mound. Slowly he slides a finger between her petal-soft lips, grinning as he feels the absence of hair, and barely touches the little bundle of nerves. Her hips jerk causing him to brush it more as she cries out in pleasure and arches her back. Levy's brain short circuits. All she can think about is how good it feels.

"Again." She begs rolling her hips. He crooks his finger again stimulating her. She bites her lip and moans low. He gives her nipple another rough lick before kissing her. The sound of her moans are almost too much for him to handle. His erection is bulging in his pants, straining to get free and bury itself in her warmth. He goes to slide a finger inside when the door the the bedroom swings open and hits the wall.

"Oh!"

"Lucy!"

A/N: Muahahahahaha so much teasing for you. Please read and review, follow and favorite. Your support is what keeps me going. I know you probably "fangirl" when you see a new post. Well I fangirl when I see anything in response to this.