Warning: Lemon drenched chapter! Are you Old enough to read this? No? You go now. Yes? You've been warned.
Levy let out a soft 'oomph' as Gajeel swept her off her feet. His eyes seemed to be glowing; the bluenette was mesmerized by their intense rich and dark red. He held her effortlessly, one arm keeping her chest mashed to his and the other under her knees. She stared, mute, until he gave her a deliberate wink. Levy giggled and at that signal, Gajeel started to head for the privacy of Levy's room.
Throwing her arms around his neck, Levy began laying siege to Gajeel's throat. She nipped, licked and bit as she pleased. Intrigued by his pulse jumping, Levy used the tips of her nails to scratch random patterns on Gajeel's broad shoulders. She closed her eyes and revelled at being held so tenderly in his thickly muscled arms. Swiftly he made his way through the darkened manor, jogging up both flights of stairs and arriving at Levy's chamber.
Levy blushed as Gajeel carried her over the threshold, he used his elbow to close the door and came to a halt in the middle of her room. She held tight to one side of his shirt, breathed deeply and slowly raised her head to meet with his burning eyes. "Levy says, kiss me."
Eagerly, the slayer bent his head to her lifted face and joined lips. Gajeel asserted his claim over his mate, pulling louder and louder moans from her throat as he dominated her with lips, tongue and teeth. Levy's hands migrated to flutter over Gajeel's cheekbones and burrow into his shaggy mane of hair. She tugged lightly and was rewarded with a rumbling groan. Levy was held against his body, now held by her hips. She wriggled and pushed against his chest.
Grinning maniacally, Gajeel raised one eyebrow, "Can't do nothin' without your permission, Shrimp." She pouted; he relented and set her down. "What else did you have in mind?"
Hands on her hips, Levy smiled and crooked her finger at her mate. Silent, she backed up to the large bed and when her knees came into contact she sat down. Gajeel moved forward a few steps and waited. Jogging up the flights of stairs, carrying Levy hadn't made his heart race as much as seeing the look right now in her eyes. The supreme confidence, the desire barely held in check, the depth of her want for him shone from her delicate visage.
A lustful smile slowly painted itself on Gajeel's face. He could smell the arousal emanating from Levy. It was earthy, special; unique to his petite mate. His fingers twitched in eagerness to touch her. He wanted to tease and coax sweet moans from her throat as he satisfied their mutual desires. The slayer stood tall and proud as his woman curled her legs to the side as she reclined on the bed and allowed her eyes to roam up and down his physique.
"Levy says, strip."
Nimble fingers released the few remaining buttons on his shirt. Gajeel remained silent, letting his fanged grin speak for him. He kept his eyes trained on the object of his desire. His shirt was discarded and his belt unbuckled, his boots kicked off, followed by his pants. Levy's smile never faltered as she watched her mate disrobe. Gajeel stood with his legs apart, hands on boxer clad hips, waiting.
"You're not done. You've got something in my way." Levy tilted her head and the tip of her tongue wetted her lips. "Levy says...join with me."
Fuelled by desire; Gajeel strode forward, muscles flexing. He cupped Levy's chin and claimed a burning kiss that fired her nerves into a furious dance of excitement. She was laying supine on the bed, touched only by lips, tongue and a hand on her chin. She felt immersed in a maelstrom of adoration.
Her limbs twitched, and her legs became restless. An ache settled low in her abdomen. Levy yearned for satisfaction. She'd read enough of Erza's and Lucy's borrowed books to know exactly how slot 'A' was supposed to be filled by tab 'B', yet had only ever assuaged her passions solo on rare occasions. It wasn't prudery to deny herself, but a multitude of factors - mostly, wanting a partner to share in the pleasure.
Gruffly, Gajeel spoke, "You sure? I can hold back," he sighed deeply, "I don't want to, but for you I can."
Levy reached over with a light touch and stroked his chest, her fingers dancing on the ripples of his abdomen. "I'm sure, you're my mate, and I desire you." She reached over to grab one of his hands and pressed it to her cheek before engulfing his ring finger in her mouth and sucking. Feeling wild and free, Levy nipped his finger before releasing his wet digit. "Levy says, remove my clothes." A purring sort of laugh accompanied her words.
Gajeel smiled fiercely and Levy could feel herself becoming wet. He trailed a finger down her neck and over the tops of her breasts. She panted and clenched her legs, trying to claim some relief. His hands busied themselves with unbuttoning her blouse and pulling her shirttail out of her skirt. Levy hissed through her teeth as Gajeel revealed her bra clad breasts and quickly unzipped her skirt. She laughed as he tugged it down and off her legs, throwing it on the floor.
"I can honestly say I have never wanted you more. I'm not going to let anything stop me from claiming this happiness that can be mine." Gajeel murmured these words against Levy's stomach as he eased her bikini panties down and off. The bed shuddered as Gajeel added his weight to it and was kneeling at Levy's feet.
"Ahhhh..." Levy was close to losing all control of her verbal skills, "Gajeel, I'm done with playing games, I want to be your mate. Please...there's no more 'Levy says', there's only our craving for each other...I want to connect with you." She panted short breaths and whined. "I need you to touch me."
"Levy, I've needed to touch you for the longest time." Gajeel laughed, a sharp bark, almost devoid of humour. "Every day and every night, I added to my fantasies. Let's make some memories."
Gajeel covered Levy with his body, knees on either side of her hips and elbows at her shoulders. She arched her back, trying to rub her body against his. He licked the side of her neck and bit, marking his mate. Minutes passed as Gajeel gave tender attention to his claiming love mark. He decided he was finished as Levy began to thrash her head from side to side.
Panting, Levy shrugged her shirt off, worked the clasp of her bra free and discarded the offending articles of clothing. She clung to his biceps and squeezed. Levy lifted her hazel eyes up to his red eyes and smiled. Her rosy lips stretched as she bared her teeth. With her next breath Levy launched a tickle attack. Her hands deftly sought out and teasingly rubbed and tickled Gajeel's erogenous zones.
"Hey, s-s-stop that!" He laughed, his face becoming more boyish and flopped over on his side trying to evade Levy's questing fingers.
Blowing a curl of hair out of her eyes, Levy grinned happily. "Stop? I'm just making some memories. Matter of fact, I'm working through one of my fantasies." She pulled herself closer and whispered into his ear, "You're still wearing boxers. You need some help?"
"Gi hehe. Yes." Feeling powerful, Levy stroked her slayer's hard stomach and delicately worked her fingers under the elastic band of his boxers. Keeping her eyes trained on her soon-to-be lover, Levy started pulling them down. Gajeel assisted by arching his hips up off the bed. The bluenette drew the piece of clothing down and off his legs, dropping them on the floor and returning all of her attention to her fully nude mountain of a man.
She knelt to the side of his body and pressed a demanding kiss to his lips. Levy edged closer and stroked the broad plane of his pectoral muscles and trailed her fingers down to his navel. Grinning, she nipped her way down his throat only to shriek as Gajeel rolled on top. He supported his weight with his knees and elbows, smiling at his woman's sulk.
"I was exploring!" Levy pouted, "Don't you want my touch?"
"It's my turn to explore, and touch," Gajeel whispered these words into her ear and then directed his attention to Levy's breasts,"and taste." He gently teased her nipples into stiff peaks, fastening his lips on one and then switching to the other at his woman's moan. He tongued a path from between her breasts, licking lower and lower as Levy arched her hips. Gajeel blew a moist puff of air onto her belly button and dragged his fingertips from her breastbone to down past her navel.
"Ah, don't stop." Her cheeks a bright rosy pink, Levy squirmed, trying to grind up against her mate. "And don't hold back."
"Wouldn't dream of it," Gajeel drew back and huffed another breath of air, to where his finger was beginning to burrow. The iron dragon slayer was not disappointed; his mate rewarded his actions with a moan, and moved her legs further apart. "Sounds like you're going to give me a little concert now." Gently, he added another finger and thrust in and out, listening to the music of Levy's passionate cries. Already, his turgid length was seeping pre-cum. Her scent was weaving a spell on his senses. Gajeel inhaled her arousal and growled. His back rippled as he hoisted Levy's legs over his shoulders and made introductions with his tongue.
Long minutes passed as he pleasured her. For the very briefest of moments, she was shocked, trying to scoot away from his mouth's assault. The deliberate suckling of her clit gave her pause, that's when her hands drifted down to nestle in his wild mane of hair and grabbed hold. Her head thrashed from side to side as a glorious pressure built up low in her abdomen. It pooled and bubbled, until it became a potent geyser shooting from her core to all over her body. Levy shouted aloud, trembling from her release.
She drifted awash in pleasure, blinking as her lover's face came into focus. "Gi hehe! I think you're ready for the main event."
"Right, whatever doesn't kill you, makes you stronger. I must be invincible now - that melted me."
Gajeel reached down and slowly guided himself into his woman's warm welcoming heat. He slid in, inch by inch; a look of wonderment on his face, as his probing found Levy's maidenhead. Levy smiled, her hands reaching out to his, interlacing their fingers. Her mouth opened, making a soundless 'o' as he pressed and tore her hymen. Levy's heels pressed into the bed and she finally gasped, dragging much needed air into her lungs. The pain spiked and ebbed, the full feeling in her loins became pleasure.
The petite girl showed her love a blinding smile, locked her ankles around his waist and wriggled her hips insistently. Gajeel pulled back and pushed back into his new heaven. Sweat dampened them everywhere as he sustained his steady pace, determined to stir her passions into a frenzy. As Levy's vocalizations became louder and louder, Gajeel smirked and teased her clit with the pad of his thumb.
A squeal was his prize as his mate shuddered anew, another wet gush of release adding to the sweaty mess of their bodies. Not waiting for her orgasm to finish, he rolled their connected bodies over. Thrusting his hips up, he guided her hips down. This new angle pressed his hardness against new nerves and gave Levy more control. She lifted and pushed down, angled her hips, every new sensation giving her pleasure.
His mouth was dry and his breathing harsh as he endured the sweetest of pleasure as his mate learned to ride. His hands flexed as he continued to guide Levy's hips. She gasped and leaned back, grinding faster as another orgasm built and rushed to fruition. Gajeel was unable to hold back any more, his desire for his mate propelled another growl out of his throat. Both mages toppled over the edge of the known world, spinning together, satiated.
Levy slumped over, pressing her head against the strong, rapid thump of Gajeel's heart. He lay back and luxuriated in the knowledge he'd secured his mate. The slayer tousled Levy's locks and ran a soothing hand up and down her spine.
Levy mumbled, "Mine."
"Yours." Gajeel rumbled in agreement. "I hope you're not a blanket hog."