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**Also...yes, I'm back! Classes are done, and I'm back from the edges of the middle of nowhere, where signal and Wi-Fi don't dare venture (shivers.) This is a short chapter, but don't fret! I have longer ones on the way. Besides, once you read it, those of you who ship Gajeevy as hard as I do might not have as much of a problem with the length ;P Happy reading! Review or PM! Thanks a bunch!**
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Maybe, just maybe, if she didn't look at him, if she kept her book held up, blocking her face, he'd go away. Not away away, just outside or to the living room. Yeah. He should go to the living room. Levy stayed still, silently praying.
"Levy…"
Shit. Still there. And he used her real name too, something he usually reserved for serious moments.
"Do we have to?" she asked in a voice barely above a whisper.
"Yeah, shrimp. We do," Gajeel stood and held out his hand to her, "Will you come with me?"
Against her better judgment, she slipped her tiny hand into his large, calloused one, finding it surprisingly and comfortingly warm.
He gently pulled her to her feet, back into the bedroom, closing the door to give them privacy from Pantherlily.
"We need to talk. We can't continue like this."
"Like what?"
"Like…this," he gestured to the air between them, "I can't keep doing this."
"Gajeel. Please, I need you to be more specific. All I see is air."
"Dammit, Levy! I want you but I can't have you. And you keep doing these things to tempt me, luring out the beast, pushing it to the edge. But I cannot have you."
"Why?"
"Because I can't.
"Wh...Oh. Oh! I see. Gajeel, why didn't you tell me sooner?"
"Tell you…"
"About your, "she lowered her voice to a whisper, "Erectile dysfunction."
"My what?! Shrimp, no, that's not what I…aw fuck."
"It's nothing to be ashamed of. It happens to a lot of men. I'm sure you've had an injury or two to the area and things just don't flow the way they used to. I quite understand, and I am glad that you trust me enough to tell me this."
"Fucking hell, Levy, does it feel like I have erectile whatever to you?"
He grabbed her hand and held it to his hard on, hips involuntarily bucking at the contact. To his surprise, Levy didn't pull away, but spread her fingers and gently squeezed. He groaned. He hadn't expected her to…wouldn't have even dreamed…She looked straight at him.
"If you want me and I want you, and everything is in working order, then why the fuck haven't you made a move yet?"
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Gajeel stared at the little blunette in disbelief.
"What did you say?"
"Make. A. Move. I'm not waiting forever, Gajeel."
He let go of her hand, but she didn't move hers, her thumb rubbing little circles on his package.
"Levy, let go."
"Maybe I don't want to."
"You have to…aw fuck."
"Feel good? Are you sure you want me to stop? Because it doesn't feel that way."
"Just because I want something doesn't mean I can have that thing."
"Maybe that thing wants you back."
"It can."
"Why not?"
"Because you…it deserves better."
"Really? This?" she dropped her hand, "Because I think I can decide that for myself."
"Levy…"
"No. I'm tired of people deciding things for me. Before Jet and Droy were always choosing jobs for me, deciding where we go. They decided whether or not I could fight, and it was always not. Then you and I started doing things together and you made choices for me, what I should do. You decided that I was going to go with you, and not Shadow Gear. Everyone thought I was weak just because I'm small. And I guess that translated over to other aspects of my life too. So don't you take this from me, Gajeel. If you really don't want me, then say so. But don't you dare choose who is good enough for me."
"You deserve more than just a casual fuck, Levy. Dammit, you deserve a guy that will treat you like a princess and won't put you in danger. There's a bounty on my head."
"In case you haven't noticed, I'm tied up in this too. They came to my hotel room. It's too late for me to detach myself from it."
"I'm no good for a relationship, Lev."
"Who said anything about a relationship?"
"I did. Because if I get a taste of you, I'm sure as hell not letting you go," he grabbed her shoulders, "Dammit, I want you now, but I'm fucked up. I don't have my shit together in the slightest. I'm selfish, I put you in danger just because I couldn't stand to be away from you any longer. I shouldn't have come, I shouldn't…"
Levy cut him off, reaching up, tangling her fingers in his dark mane and dragging his head down, his lips meeting hers.