I have returned! Sorry for the break. If you dont remember where the fic left off, Gajeel and Levy were heading to Gajeel's house for some sexy time...

~Hana

The door slammed open with incredible force as two figures rushed inside the dark house. The noise of the slam echoed through the darkness, but the two were much too engrossed with kissing each other to notice. Levy kicked her heels off, throwing them without a care as to where they landed. Gajeel stepped out of his sneakers with ease before flipping his position with the girl to try to turn on the lights. He groped the wall for a switch, but after two unsuccessful tries decided that it wasn't worth his time. Instead, he pushed his lips into her own as he slithered his hands down to grab the small girl's waist.

"Gajeel-" She moaned softly into his mouth, causing him to smirk lightly. Pushing them off the wall they were currently against, he led them through his hallway. They stumbled together at first, unsure of how to move together. After a step or two, they figured it out, their bodies reacting to one another. As they walked, Gajeel thought he heard a meow, but ignored it. Even with his eyes shut, he managed to maneuver them through his house until he got to his bedroom. Unlucky for him, he left the door closed, so as he tried to push them through, Levy was stopped by a wooden barrier. However, that didn't stop the lust that poured from them. Levy let out a soft squeak of surprise when her back hit the door, which did nothing but boost the raven haired man's ego.

His hands dipped from her waist, until they were cupping her ass nicely. He moved the mounds around, massaging them lightly as her breathing started to get labored. Two of his fingers tapped on the back of her thigh, and she took the signal, wrapping her legs around his waist as he hoisted her up. Still leaning on the door slightly, she was trapped and suspended in the air. She could feel the smirk on his lips as he pushed his own into hers with great force. Gasping for air, she nipped at the top of his mouth, grabbing hold of his lip in between her teeth. She could hear him gruff out a small noise that send vibrations down her spine directly to her core.

Reaching behind her small frame, Gajeel felt for the doorknob. When his hand finally located it, he turned it swiftly, causing Levy to lose her back support. Without much time to realize exactly what was happening, Levy started to fall back, letting a high pitched squeak out in the process. Reacting quicker than she thought possible, Gajeel's hand swooped under her and caught her back, while the other caught her right arm in the air.

"What?" He breathed out, inches away from her face. "You didn't think I'd really let you fall?" He flashed his pointy canine teeth at her, taking in her flushed features. Of all the bimbos he had been with, the sex had never meant anything to him. There were a few fucks here and there that had a hint of something. Back in college he didn't focus on women that much. He didn't focus on guys that much either. He mainly just stayed in his room, alone. This was all so new to him. Actually looking at his partner for what she was feeling, wanting to give her pleasure, rather than doing whatever he felt.

"No." She smiled. Her hands shot up to the sides of his face, dragging it back down to hers. Their mouths conjoined as if they were two puzzle pieces that had been separated for far too long and had finally reconnected. The heat in the room seemed to get nearly unbearable, and Levy itched to get her dress off as soon as she could. One of her hands roamed down from Gajeel's face to his collar bone as she popped one button undone. Catching on, Gajeel quickly rushed them over to his bed, slamming the door shut in the process; the last thing he wanted was for his cat to wander in and start whining for food. He placed Levy on the bed underneath him, and he quickly started attacking her neck with kisses, nipping at her skin every so often.

Levy's small fingers moved nimbly as they ghosted over every button, opening them all. When she was done, he lifted his head and looked into her eyes. There was a certain emotion behind his own that she couldn't quite understand. Her hands hesitantly moved to his shoulders, slowly slipping his shirt down his back. Her eyes darted down to his stomach, and back to his eyes. There wasn't anything different than seeing him at the swimming pool. So why the weird expression?

Levy decided to push it off as she wrapped her legs around his waist, pulling him into her. His elbows bend rapidly, and their faces were mere millimeters apart. "Well," he chuckled slightly.

"You were too slow," she breathed out.

"Ever hear of a little foreplay?" He teased.

"Ever hear of-" Gajeel rolled his eyes before he dipped back down to capture her lips. If she wanted to pick up the pace then by all means he would pick up the pace. He pushed his tongue into her mouth, wiggling the muscle around in her warm cavern. Her arch backed lightly as he slid a hand under her back, grabbing the zipper of her dress. He continued to assault her tongue with his own as he brought the zipper down until it hit the stop. His hand made its way back towards her shoulder blades, scraping over her spine as it made its way, inch by inch. Levy could almost feel the goosebumps form on her skin in anticipation. When his hand finally found its destination, he hesitated.

"No bra?" He asked, breathless.

"In this dress?" She asked.

Laughing slightly, he kissed her again. Deciding that Gajeel wasn't competent enough to take her dress off without completely destroying it, Levy took it upon herself to slide out of the body dock she had worn that day. She brought it up around her neck, and pushed against Gajeel's peck slightly, signaling for him to break off their kiss. He moved away slightly, but his lips remained.

"Ga-heel..." She mumbled against his lips. "Get opff" She laughed against his lips when he pushed into her harder. "Sheriously!" Finally breaking their contact, Gajeel sat up and grabbed the dress from her neck and threw it across the room. "H-hey!" Levy sat up, as much as Gajeel's body would allow her, with her arms reached out.

Gajeel kept his eyes fixed on her. Realizing the position she was in, Levy fought every fiber of her being that was screaming at her to cover herself. There was no reason to feel shame. There was no reason to want to hide... So why did she want to so badly? Fighting her own wishes, Levy lowered her hands to the bed, and locked eyes with Gajeel.

"Hello." She said flatly.

"Hey." He nodded his head at her.

"Fancy seeing you here."

He looked around the dark room. "In my room?"

"Your room?" She fakes a shocked expression. "What?" Her head whipped around, looking at nothing. "I thought this was my room." She shrugged. "Terribly sorry. It appears that I've made a mistake." She crawled out from under Gajeel. "Well, I must be going." She smirked as he lunged at her, dragging her back into bed.

"As if." He laughed.

"Oh no, someone help." She bopped her finger off his nose. "I've been captured by a big scary dragon."

"And yer never getting away." He grinned. "Gi-hee."

"I'm real fast." She glared.

"I'm faster." He growled as he grabbed her hips and brought them together with his own. With her underneath him, he allowed his hands to roam over her. They moved up from her hips to her rib cage, tracing over the bones lightly. Right before he made his way to her breasts, his thumb coasted over the skin connecting her boob to her rips, causing Levy to flinch. This caught Gajeel's attention, and naturally, he did it again.

"Aha-" She let out a gasp and flinched again.

"Hmm..." He grinned against her. Apparently Levy was a very ticklish person. Tracing over her skin as light as he could, Gajeel searched for other ticklish spots. There were the usual spots, like the hips, the back, and the stomach. But that one spot on her rib cage was the most unexpected.

She would never tell him, but she actually enjoyed being tickled there. Her breasts were nothing spectacular. They were B cup with small nipples; nothing to gawk at. And they weren't very sensitive. They were just there for decoration, but didn't take up much real estate. She had never minded them too much before. Never even touched them aside for washing them in the shower. So this new found ticklish spot was news to her. And she liked it very much. Her left side was a lot more ticklish than her right and it was fascinating to feel the sensation run through her body. She practically arched her body into his thumb, silently begging for him to tickle her there once more.

But he didn't. He had waited long enough, and wanted to get at her. So as Levy was bust arching her back and mewling in his ear, his hand slipped onto her stomach. Her breathing stopped for a moment and she waited. Fear and excitement coursed through her veins so fast that she couldn't decide which was more powerful. Did she actually want this? Sure she had been friends with Gajeel for a while now and she knew him, so what was the harm? They were on the same page, and they trusted each other. She wanted this... right?

Levy didn't really have much time to make up her mind because before she knew it, Gajeel's hand was in her underwear, and his finger was ghosting over her folds. Lust overtook reason, and her legs slowly started to part, allowing him access to her most private area. Slowly, his finger traced down, until it was at its destination. Suddenly, without warning, it plunged into the moist depths that were Levy's nether regions. She could feel her back arch off the bed, ever so slightly, as her mouth opened in silent screams. His finger retracted, and pumped in once more. Once it was thoroughly coated in her juices, he moved up to her clit. Girls always went crazy when he rubbed them a certain way, and he was set on making Levy scream his name tonight.

His mouth moved from its place on her neck up to her ear. He let out a hot, shaky, breath as he eased into her with another finger this time. His lips moved around her ear, kissing and caressing the soft point behind it. He listened to her heartbeat to gauge her reaction. He found that over the years it was always a telltale sign if girls were into what he was doing. They could easily fake an orgasm, not that they ever had to, but he had a hunch that Levy was the kind of girl to do so. Not that she wasn't into what he was doing, because the way that she was grinding on his finger said otherwise. He knew she was hurt in the past, and he wanted to make her forget all about that. Replace all of her memories of him with the sweet ones of himself.

"Levy," he practically purred into her ear.

"Y-yes?" She breathed out with a heavy sigh. He moved away from her ear and looked into her eyes. Her face was flushed and her lids were half closed. Soft lips hung open as shallow breaths puffed out at an uneven pace. He wiggled his fingers together and watched as her eyes closed while she bit her lip to suppress a moan. An incredibly sex moan that he would have bouncing off the walls soon.

"Gaa-" She tried to moan out his name in want, but the sheer lust dripping from the first syllable had him diving into her lips once again. Their lips barely contacted before their tongues invaded and took over. Sweet innocent kisses were long forgotten as an insatiable wave of need washed over their bodies. Their lips stayed connected as Levy and Gajeel worked on removing the rest of their clothes. They struggled at Gajeel's belt for a moment until he snapped the leather band with sheer force. (This would be discovered later by Levy who was extremely impressed, but Gajeel shrugged it off, seeing as it has happened more than once.) Once all their clothes were off, and the floor was littered with garments, they separated. Gajeel sat back on his heels and looked at the complete wreck under him that was Levy McGarden.

Her hair was completely disheveled as it fanned out around her like a lion's mane. Her chest heaved up and down as she labored to breathe, causing her perky breasts to move slightly. Her smooth skin shone in the slight moonlight that trickled through the room, causing the only piece of clothing on her body to shine. Her silver necklace dipped into her collar bones as she blinked at him. Gajeel couldn't believe the sight before his eyes. As sappy as it sounded, it really looked like Levy was an angel.

"Jesus Christ..." He muttered to himself as he looked away. He shook his head of his stupid thoughts before he leaned over to his bedside drawer, opening it with one smooth motion. Reaching his hand around, he grabbed a small foil package and brought it to his mouth. Grabbing on with his front teeth, he quickly tore the package.

"Aren't you not supposed to use your teeth or something?" Levy asked as she stared up at Gajeel's actions.

"Are the cops?" He raised an eyebrow.

"Huh?" She cocked her head to the side. "No I just..."

"How would you open it then?"

"Scissors?"

"Scissors." He repeated in a monotone.

"Yeah, you know. Those sharp things that humans created for the sole purpose of opening packages." Now it was her turn to roll her eyes.

"You want me to go get some then?" He asked as he pointed his thumb over his shoulder.

"But it's already opened."

"Jesus fuck." He moaned out. "You've got to make everything so goddamn difficult don't you." He returned to the task at hand as he pinched the end on the condom before rolling it onto himself.

"Well..." She rolled her eyes and laughed nervously. It wasn't meant to be a nervous laugh, but Gajeel could see through it.

"Hey." He leaned over her just as he had done plenty of times that night. His hand brushed her wild blue hair from her face. "It's alright." He could see some tears start to form on the corners of her eyes as she desperately tried to will them to stop. Blinking didn't do much to help her as more tears formed.

"I'm sorry, I'm sorry." She reached up to rub her eyes.

"Levy," He breathed out lightly, smiling slightly at the small girl. "We don't have to do this-"

"No!" She practically screamed.

"I won't be offended." He chuckled slightly. This wasn't the first time he was cockblocked.

"No, I want to, I really do!" She promised. "It's just that..."

"You can tell me."

"Well… Jet." Her gaze moved down in shame, but as soon as she looked down she was met by an embarrassing sight, so she was forced to look back into those red-brown eyes.

"What about him?" He continued to play with her hair since it seemed to relax her.

"Every time we..." She paused. "When we… I just..."

"Levy." He said her name again.

"I just don't have any good experiences with any of this and I'm just a little scared is all." She sat up across from him, leaning against the pillows that lined the headboard.

"Don't apologize." He sighed. "None of that was your fault and you should know that." Levy had never outright told Gajeel about her past. She didn't need to. She was ashamed of it, and the only two people who knew were her mom and Lucy. She didn't want to broadcast the fact that she was in an abusive relationship to anyone. It wasn't a badge of honor to her, she survived but just barely, it was more of a battle scar that would probably stay with her forever. If she thought about it, she was sure she could think of a real scar she had. Jet was always a fan of throwing dishes when he had a fit.

"Thanks." She smiled before she pulled him into a hug.

"I gotcha." He squeezed her back lightly as she wrapped her legs around him. Her arms flexed around his head, and her hips rocked into his own harness, reminding him of the situation. "Do you-" Before he could finish his question and ask if she was comfortable with everything that had just happened, Levy lifted herself up and pushed herself down onto him, fully sheathing him inside within a matter of seconds. "Shit..." He groaned.

"Too slow," she winked at him before she winced lightly.

"Hurts, don't it?" He asked with a look of concern on his face.

"I'm fine." She smiled but was clearly uncomfortable.

"Next time let me prepare you all the way," He said as his arm wrapped around her and nestled under her breast on the opposing side. His thumb swiped over her ticklish spot once more, just because her laugh made him smile.

"Sorry, but I was in a rush." She giggled.

"I'm not going anywhere." He leaned down to assault her neck as she rolled her hips into him slightly. "And I'm sure as hell not letting you go anywhere." He grinned against her collarbone, playing with the necklace that sat on her delicately. He started rocking his hips slowly. It was the first time for Levy in a while and he didn't want anything bad to happen. However, all his fears were tossed out the window once Levy arched her head back, revealing her neck to him happily. His teeth nibbled across her neck, leaving bright red blotches as it moved from spot to spot. Her breathing matched with his as pants and moans filled the room.

"H-harder." She moaned loudly, almost forgetting where she was. She crossed her fingers that his neighbor wouldn't be able to hear them though the walls. Although, if she was, Levy was sure that she would hear the sound of the headboard lightly tapping the wall behind the bed.

Gajeel let out a groan before his hands moved down to Levy's hips and nestled themselves lightly into her curves. Their grip tightened as he began to lift the small girl up in order to slam her back down. Combined with the bouncing and slamming and moaning, the room filled with the stench of pure sex. Levy's hair started to stick to her slightly as she felt sweat form on her brow. She could start to feel that foreign yet familiar feeling of warmth coil in her stomach. Something started to build inside of her and she couldn't help but smile.

"Gajeel," she practically whined. "Please..." She looked into his eyes for a moment before she was blinded by white. With one last thrust, she could feel herself fall apart all around him. She felt her walls clench around his thick girth and moaned at the feeling. She pulsed uncontrollably as Gajeel continued to thrust in search of his own release. Her mouth was open in a silent scream as her partner came moments later, spilling into the condom.

Levy was spent. She had only cum once and she felt like she was going to fall asleep right then and there. "Gajeel," she whispered, her voice already going hoarse.

"Hmm?" he hummed in response as he laid her down on the pillows gently before getting up to dispose of his mess.

"Thanks." She whispered while he leaned down to kiss her.

"Any time." He winked before he climbed in next to her, turning off the light, and settling into his bed. Her small frame snuggled up to his own, and he felt a new warmth that he had never experienced before. He couldn't help but smile to himself as he drifted off to sleep.

Sunlight shone though black curtains and cast a design on two sleeping figures. Clothes were strewn around the room as a light snoring echoed off the walls. The clock on the side of the bed read 1:34, and the two showed no signs of waking up. That was until a small black cat started to meow outside of the door.

Lily was ignored when the two had gotten home, and was absolutely starving. He hadn't had his breakfast yet and it was already lunch time. He was going to let it be known that he was mad. His cry echoed through the door, ringing in a certain blue haired girls ears. "Hmm..." She moaned lightly, trying desperately to grab hold of the sleep that threatened to escape her. Meoooooooow. The noise sounded once more.

"Please..." Levy groaned out as she tossed over.

MEOOOOOW!

"Alright, alright." She whispered as she sat up, rubbing her eyes. "One second." She yawned before she stretched her hands up, cracking her shoulder in the process. Swinging her legs over the side of the bed, she stood on shaky feet. She started at the floor as she walked, trying to avoid stepping on anything. When she finally made it to the door, she cracked it open slightly, and a black furry ball bolted into the room and made a B-line to the bed. It leaped up onto Gajeel's back and walked to his head.

Levy giggled at the cat as it leaned down to sniff its owners head before it meowed at him. "Shhh," She silenced him as she reached down to the floor to grab Gajeel's shirt from last night. It would fit her like a dress, blocking the cool air on the summer morning. (Although Levy would discover that it was actually 1 in the afternoon.) "C'mon, Lil." Levy cocked her head to the door as she walked out, and the cat soon followed, rushing past her and bolting down the hallway in front of her. "Wow, look who's ready for the day." She said more to herself than the fluff ball.

"What'll it be this morning?" She asked Lily as she started opening cabinets to find his food. "Tuna?" Three cabinets down. "Salmon?" She raised an eyebrow at him. "Or do you like chicken?"

"He likes kiwis." A deep voice rumbled from behind her.

Levy screamed and whipped around to see a very tired and messy Gajeel standing in the kitchen doorway. "If you were awake why didn't you say anything!" She clenched her heart through the oversized shirt she was wearing.

"Lily always wakes me up," he struggled the words out through a yawn. "Don't even have an alarm clock. Jus' my cat." Levy couldnt help but giggle, thinking of how every morning Gajeel's little black cat must jump on his bed and walk across his sleeping owner to wake him up. It was cute.

"So whats for breakfast?" Levy raised an eyebrow as Gajeel finally walked into the kitchen to stand with her.

"Lily needs his kiwi."

"Yeah what did you mean by that?" She watched at Gajeel grabbed a kiwi from a fruit basket, which contents were at least 80% kiwis, and a knife.

"He likes kiwis." He slid the knive through the brown fuzzy skin, and walked over to Lily's food dish. "He loves them actually." After he dropped in one of the halves, the cat, who was patiently waiting, rushed in to start eating his meal. Levy watched in awe as the small black ball dowered a kiwi right out of the skin as if he had done it every morning of his life. Gajeel, who was now standing back next to her, took the other half in his hand and bit into it.

"You and your cat split breakfast?"

"Do you want some too?" He held out the kiwi for her. "Or there's other fruit, or pancakes, or waffles or anything you want really. I ca whip you up another Gajeel original if you wait a few minutes."

"Whatever is fine." Levy smiled. "What do you want to do today?" She hopped up on the bar stool and leaned on her fingers.

"If you keep that up," he waved a spatula at her open shirt as she leaned over the island counter, "you."

IM NOT DEAD! This fic isnt stopping, Ive just been SO overwhelmed with school, and college, and cosplay, and life, and oh my goodness... I am so sorry for that brief yet long hiatus. Im ending my job next week (seasonal position which is great) so I'll have more time on my hands to MAYBE finally finish this fanfic! ITs been so long! Almost two years or something like that! Thank you for everyone who has stuck around this long, and who will continue to stick around with me. I write this for you guys, so tell me in the reviews what you'd like to see happen at the end! Maybe the gym blows up or giant aliens fall from the sky. Who knows? Thanks for reading, favoriting, and following! Till (hopefully not as long) next time!

~Hana