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CHAPTER 14: Should've Stayed Away

"Gajeel…'" Levy's voice was shaky, stopping the dragon slayer. His body ached to bring her down over him, but he remained still, holding her tightly in his massive hands.

"Mmmm?" He made a noise in his chest, inviting Levy to speak.

"When you told me,"' The bluenette hesitated, 'that you thought you'd never get to do this, what did you mean?" Gajeel stared at the girl, confusion and frustration mingled in his eyes.

"What are you talking about?" He asked gruffly, readjusting her in his strained arms, muscles bunching. Levy blushed, biting her lip as his arousal rubbed against her clit, causing her to whimper.

"When you- ahhh!'" Gajeel transferred her weight to one arm; his free hand finding her sensitive button, his fingers stroking her. 'Gajeel!" His ears reddened at the sound of his name on her lips as he touched her. Levy moaned as he inserted a long finger into her heat, tilting her head back against the shelf. Gajeel nipped at her exposed flesh, trailing burning kisses along her neck and shoulders.

"When I what?" He asked, mouth muffled slightly against her skin as he inserted another finger. Levy cried out, feeling her inner walls tremble.

"When you…'" She tried answering, her breathing erratic. 'When you kissed me!" She finally blurted out, losing control of her volume. Gajeel smirked, understanding.

"Oh,'" He grinned, watching her expressions change as he moved his hand. 'No, I wasn't expecting this. This is more than I could've ever hoped for." Gajeel smirked. "Not that I didn't think about it." Levy's eyes widened, her expression unreadable.

"Kiss me, Gajeel Redfox." It was his turn to blush, his face reddening at the bluntness of her request. He obeyed, eyes closing as he kissed her, gently this time. Levy whined as his hand slipped away from from her womanhood, finding her hip. She brought her tiny hands to his face, pulling him closer, longing for his touch. Her body called out for his, arching with every teasing sweep of his tongue. Levy moaned, feeling the head of his swollen member press further into her. Gajeel pulled his face from hers, eyeing her hungrily, wanting her.

"You should've left me alone, Shrimp.'" He growled, his voice no longer playful. 'You should've walked away." His eyes burned into hers with an intensity Levy had never seen before. Shivers cascaded along her spine; her heartbeat erratically uneven. A choked gasp rose in Levy's throat as she felt Gajeel's crushing fingers bruise into the flesh of her hips, his callused palms rough against her skin. She trembled, knowing that within moments, she'd finally feel him inside her; something she had secretly longed for since she first laid eyes on the man. His form haunted her dreams from the very beginning; nightmarish images at first, waking her in the small hours of the morning. But over time, those sleepless nights transformed into something else. When exactly did it happen? The Grand Magic Games? Tenrou Island? The Fairy Festival? No. It had been there all along.

"I've never been good at staying away from you." She whispered, halting the man. He closed his eyes, frowning.

"No, you're not." He agreed, voice quiet. Levy watched his face darken; guilt blackening his features.

"Gajeel.'" She breathed, feeling his muscles tighten. 'If I told you to stop, would you?" Levy stared up at the man she loved, searching for the answer she already knew.

"What kind of question is that?'" Gajeel's eyes were wide, mouth open in shock. 'Of course I'd fucking stop!" He turned his face away from hers, his features reddening darkly.

"I know you would.'" Levy's voice brought him back to her; his pained expression breaking her heart. 'You may be a dragon, Gajeel, but you're no monster."

"You don't know what I'm capable of." He mumbled, avoiding her eyes.

"Yes, I do." He flinched at her words, feeling the air leave his lungs.

"Yeah." Was all he could manage.

"You won't hurt me again." She said, tightening her legs around his hips, forcing him to look at her.

"Never." His rough voice was unusually soft, his eyes equally gentle. They stared at each other, moving closer together until their noses were practically touching. Gajeel had to hunch forward to meet the little mage halfway; Levy reaching upwards. They kissed, bringing their bodies together.

"Please…'" Levy moaned, pulling his hips into her, feeling him at her entrance. Her tiny hands gripped his broad, muscular back; his skin tensing at her touch. 'Take me." Without hesitation, the iron-dragon slayer pushed into her, stretching her open. She bit her lip to keep from screaming as he filled her, inch by agonizing inch; it was more painful than she had ever imagined it would be, and she had imagined this moment a thousand times over. He moved torturously slow, sinking deeper into his impossibly small script mage, her muscles spasming around him.

"Fuck,'" Gajeel growled, feeling resistance. He had expected this, and yet, he wasn't prepared for the naked look of anguish in her hazel eyes. Levy, no. 'I'm sorry, Levs." He spoke, his voice breaking.

"I'm okay.'" She lied, feeling her insides adjust his his size, both knowing with blinding clarity that he was only halfway inside her. He nodded at her words, his breathing rapid. He could feel her, all of her, and it was driving him crazy. All of his senses were going wild, and they were all focused on one thing: Levy McGarden. After a few moments, the little mage relaxed in his hands. Gajeel felt her body shift around him, his willpower draining rapidly.

"This is going to hurt, Levy.'" Gajeel promised again, his tone apologetic. She looked at him reassuringly, her face hot and flushed. She couldn't help but shake as he pulled himself nearly all of the way out of her, before sinking back in. He plunged inside in one, swift motion, breaking through her delicate maidenhood; both mages crying out into the still air of the library. Levy whimpered, eyes filling with tears. Gajeel waited, eyebrows knitting together as he brought his hand to her face, kissing her forehead. She blinked, smiling weakly at the raven-haired man who beamed down at her in response. 'That's my girl." He whispered fondly, causing Levy's flushed face to redden further. His girl. Her body had never felt so full before. She could feel him, all of him; his entire being touching her. Everything. She was completely dominated by him, body and mind. He was inside her in more ways than one, and for the first time, Levy knew that it was the same for him. He loves me.

"Make love to me." Levy whispered, eyes burning with desire. Gajeel smiled, his studded brows raised, kissing her passionately as he slowly moved inside her. She moaned into his mouth, heat coursing through her body with every laboured thrust. His pace remained steady; a slow, hard rhythm. A new, burning ache was building inside of the bluenette, washing away the the pain in her loins. He pushed his way into her, over and over again; her body bending and bowing at the sensation. She whined in desperation, feeling him spread her as he angled his hips backwards, deepening their union. She moaned his name as her hips settled completely over him, before being lifted upwards again. Gajeel growled, his deep voice reverberating in his chest; a predatory sound of pleasure that sent shockwaves coursing through Levy's core; her inner walls squeezing him in response.

"Fuck, Levy.'" The dragon slayer's gruff voice was all gravel. 'You're so tight." Sweat formed over his sculpted form, his entire body rigid. Levy rocked her hips, meeting him as he ascended into her once again.

"Mmmmm…'" The bluenette hummed in pleasure. 'Faster." She whimpered, feeling him speed up, his pelvis crashing into her. She hissed through her teeth, inhaling sharply as the iron dragon rammed into her again. A dizzying, overwhelming wave pulsed through her; her back arching, nails digging into the thick fabric of Gajeel's collar. He ravaged her mouth with his tongue, exploring her; his hands forcing her down over his cock. She moaned, feeling her tiny body tighten around his shaft, her mind blanking.

"I'm so close." Gajeel's voice distant; his breathing laboured. Her scent filled his lungs, flooding his senses with her arousal. The iron mage's knees shook as he slammed into her narrow folds, crying out into the darkness as he released inside the solid script mage. Gajeel staggered forward, leaning their bodies weakly against the bookshelf. Levy trembled in his lap; chest heaving. They remained there, holding each other tightly, neither one wanting to break their embrace. Gajeel dropped his forehead against Levy's, closing his eyes as he caught his breath; black hair falling around his face. His hand gripped the shelf behind Levy for support, feeling her arms wrap weakly around his neck. Comfortable silence fell over them as they held each other, their senses numbed. Neither Levy nor Gajeel heard the distant sound of hurried footsteps and the creaking of wood as a certain sky-dragon slayer and her exceed took their leave.