Though the day had been set aside for rest Levy woke just after 10, stretching and smiling, leaning over her sleeping fiancé with a mischievous grin. She was going to lunch with his father today, otherwise there were no plans at all, rehearsals had been done the day before because they knew how hard their friends liked to party.

I was likely Bickslow would sleep more than half the day away, and she was a little envious, wishing she could just stay in bed with him all day but also very much wanting to spend time with her soon to be father-in-law.

She was running a finger along the lines of the tattoo on his shoulder and finally he smiled faintly.

"You should be getting ready, Boscan society values punctuality Kitten." He said softly, not opening his eyes.

"I have time, we're not leaving here until noon and I haven't even heard anyone moving around yet." She chuckled.

"Well, Dad and I got in around 3am I think, Cristoff was right behind us and he'll sleep all day if given the choice. Xally is probably still in Onibus or wherever the group of women are that you abandoned." He smiled then, finally opening his eyes to look at her.

"Because I wanted to sleep next to you, not Cana and Lucy." Levy said, leaning down and getting herself caught in a kiss that made her moan softly.

"Now why would that be? I'm sure Cana and Lucy are fine to sleep by, Laxus and Gajeel never complain." He trailed kisses down her jaw to her neck and she bit her lip. Oh Gods, she only had two hours…but still, maybe if she got Bix stirred up enough…

She slid a hand down his body boldly and he gasped "Kitten…unless you're fine with quick and rough, you need to not get me riled up right now." He warned. She leaned down and bit his neck and he chuckled "Guess you're fine with that then…"

She squeaked softly as she was slammed onto her back, Bickslow moved over her smiling, one of his long fingered hands sliding between her legs greedily tormenting her immediately.

She smiled up at him, her fingers closing around his rapidly hardening erection and making him close his eyes "God help me…woman, all you have to do is touch me…" He husked and Levy arched her back writhing underneath him, she'd woken up wanting him, she seemed to live in a constant state of some level of need for him that never seemed to really go away.

When he removed his hand he sat back on his knees and pulled her into his lap, guiding himself easily into her and with a single roll of his body he was inside her and she was biting her lip, trying not to scream out, his father and brother were right upstairs.

When she muffled a moan in his shoulder he grabbed her hips and drove harder into her, his pace was merciless, no play, no lingering, rough, hard and Levy was enjoying every moment, every delicious sensation, from the feel of his hands clutching her to how his hard chest felt rubbing against her breasts.

Not satisfied with the position he moved her suddenly and she was facing the headboard which she grabbed onto as he came up behind her and the next moment she did cry out when he slammed hard into her body and started pounding into her.

"Ah!...yes….so, ngh…good!: She managed to gasp out, griping the headboard hard to keep herself from collapsing as moments later he sent her to her end, her body wracked with satisfying waves of pleasure. "Gods….Levy" Bickslow came right after her, spilling deep within her and she heaved a deep breath at the sensation before finally letting go of the headboard and collapsing beside Bix who fell to his back panting.

"Gods help me…you drive me crazy and I love it." Bix chuckled breathlessly. Levy moved to get another kiss from him before hurrying to the bathroom to get her shower and start getting ready, leaving Bickslow to catch his breath on the bed.

When she came back out he was still right where she had left him and he cracked an eye at her smiling.

"Did I break you?" She giggled.

"Mmm, come closer and I'll show you just how not broken I am…I'm tired damn it, that just made me more so…but if you don't get moving I'm going to drag you into this bed and make you very late, that dress is incredible, I'll happily take it off of you." He smirked.

Levy lunged in, grabbing his wrists and pinning them to the bed by his head so she could kiss him hard, push her tongue into his mouth and drag a moan out of him before she jumped back out of his lazy reach.

"Evil woman." He grumbled sleepily. "You can take the dress off when I get back." She promised then hurried from their room, closing the door behind her and finding Arman sitting in the dining room sipping at a cup of tea and holding one of her romance novels, he was already several chapters into it.

"Ah! I was beginning to wonder if my son was going to let you out of the bedroom. He's a greedy man, just like his father." He grinned, caramel colored eyes dancing with mischief. Levy smiled "He's still sleeping, you all wore him out last night."

"Certainly not me, I sat and drank scotch with Makarov and watched the youth from a safe distance." He grinned, taking her hand and tucking it into the bend of his arm while they stepped outside into the cool spring day.

"Makarov went to the party?!" Levy laughed in amazement. Arman grinned "To keep me company no doubt, yes he did and I appreciated it. He and I have become friends over the years. Where shall we go? I will trust you to select the best place." He told her.

Levy smiled, leading him to "The Garden" where Bickslow had taken her almost a year ago for their first date. She was betting it would have the best lunch in town.

Once they were seated Arman looked around smiling "This is a beautiful place, a perfect choice." He decided.

They chatted for a bit, but Levy could feel him gauging her. Arman was delightful company, polished and refined but also mischievous with an intensely sharp wit. She could see how he and the master could be friends easily.

"I need to sober our talk now I think…you will forgive a devoted father but I am protective of Bickslow, I've had to guard him far more than any of my other children over the years, I am sure you understand that his magic has made that necessary." He said, a smile still in place but his eyes serious.

Levy nodded, "Yes, I understand, I've read everything I could find about it, asked Bix a lot of questions and he's explained some things to me, serious things, the last couple of months."

Arman watched her eyes for a moment then drew a breath "And you understand how serious it all is, that the commitment you're making, it's going to be hard at times, much harder than you would face with any other kind of mage?" He asked.

Levy nodded, realizing just how seriously Arman took protecting Bickslow, and what the man had likely gone through over the years to keep his son safe and allow him to live the life he now had.

"I understand it, I know the risks, he's worth it." She said firmly.

"You know your children will face it, his magic is hereditary, 50/50 are the odds for each child that they will be born into it and what that will mean to you as their mother and his wife." He watched her closely as he spoke and Levy held his gaze firmly.

"I understand it, I know the risks, I know what it could mean, again, Bickslow is worth it." She said.

"I have done things, I hold great influence with the King, the council, and I have protected Bickslow, helped Makarov and Fairy Tail to protect him, I will do so until I die, I have put things in place so I can keep helping. He has dual citizenship, he is both Fioran and Boscan, and when you marry him, you will be too my dear." He said.

Levys eyes widened a little at that "I've never been out of Fiore." She admitted.

Arman grinned "I will blame my son for that, I hope you see to it you come to visit in Bosco, drag my son home more than once every few years. Especially once I have grandchildren, I am so looking forward to grandchildren, and each will have the same protection I have given my son as will you my dear." He vowed.

Levy felt it then, the devotion of the man, his powerful love for his children, and knew it was being offered to her, would enfold her every bit as much.

"His father was closer to me than blood, the greatest man I have ever known, I was not there quickly enough to prevent what happened to Bickslows parents, but I raised him as I believed they would have wanted, made sure he knew the love and support of at least one parent and far too many siblings, I never could help my need to help children, it is what drives my work as an Ambassador." Arman said.

Levy nodded, unable to speak seeing the memories and the grief Arman still carried in the mans expressive eyes.

"Now Bickslow is a man, a good one, I could not be prouder of who he has become, and here you are, a wonderful strong woman he has somehow earned the love of, you will be a good wife to him and a wonderful mother to my grandchildren, I am sure of it. I will be a good father-in-law, I will love you as a daughter and you shall be cherished in our family, my protection of my son includes you, I want you to know you can seek my council any time, if there is trouble, if his magic ever brings it, I want you to know to call me, I will always be ready to protect you both and of course my grandchildren." Arman was holding her hand now and Levy nodded, tears stinging her eyes.

She had never had anyone like this, her parents had died when she was young, her grandparents had been dark mages, very dark, so the only family she had known was Fairy Tail. Being embraced into the welcoming arms of the Pradesh family was more than a little staggering.

Arman was a deeply devoted father to his children, and Levy now understood just why Makarov had always been able to protect Bickslow even as all other Seith mages had been discovered, pulled in even if suspected, tested and killed by the council.

Yet Bickslow remained free, he could never be S-class, couldn't compete in the Grand Magic Games, that was pushing too far, but because of Armans work, his power and influence, Makarov had an ally he could go to for the Guilds protection and by extension, for Bickslows.

She was willing to bet Cobra, Jellal, all of Crime Sorciere were free because Makarovs "Friends" included this man. Arman had probably arranged it, he certainly had the power and influence to do so.

"He has two brothers and a sister, all in politics, one of his brothers, Farron, will take my position when I am gone, he already works as my assistant. Our family will uphold our protection of our own, and of Fairy Tail as long as it protects Bickslow, you and whatever children you have. So this will last, you need to know that." Arman said.

Levy nodded "That means a lot Mr. Pradesh, I would marry Bickslow with or without it, but it's good to know, it does help me to feel safer." She admitted.

"Has he told you why getting married in the Cathedral was important?" He asked then.

Levy frowned slightly "I…I thought it was just a very great kindness you had done, a gift."

Arman nodded, sitting thoughtfully for a moment "I see. Well, it is not my place to say more. He will tell you when he is ready. You might ask him, as busy as you have both been, what with taking down a massive dark guild and such, he may be waiting for things to settle down to talk with you about it, know though there was a purpose behind it, a happy one, at least I have always believed it to be an incredible blessing that comes with the magic he bears. To me, it makes up for the hardships that come with the magic."

Levys curiosity was now deeply stirred and she wanted to find out what it was Arman was talking about, but she'd have to wait.

They finished their lunch and Arman insisted they walk for a while, he wanted to see more of Magnolia so Levy stepped up as a tourguide and took him around it. He had only visited a couple of times since Bickslow had joined Fairy Tail.

"Bickslow usually came to Crocus, we have a home inside the Boscan Embassy grounds, so whenever I am in Fiore he will usually come to Crocus and visit." He told her, insisting she would need to come, with or without Bickslow whenever family was in Fiore, which he told her, with 7 children, it was often someone from Bickslows family was at their home in Crocus.

Levy showed Arman her favorite bookstores and the man grinned wickedly as he bought dozens of books. "You'll have to call me often, we can chat about our latest find in romance novels." He said. He programed himself into her com lacrima, as well as Xally and Cristoff and then Farron, insisting if she ever needed help and could not reach him, to call Farron and not to be shy about it.

"You must understand, we are Boscan, family is more than blood, whoever marries in, is born into the family is as close and cherished as blood for their entire lives, our devotion and loyalty is no less just because you married into our family. Bickslows siblings will regard you exactly as they would him." He'd told her as they returned to the house.

They found Bickslow and Cristoff lounging on the couch watching a movie and Levy grinned, hurrying to the room to change into comfortable shorts and a t-shirt before crawling into Bickslows lap and cuddling in against his chest to join he and his brother while Arman went to the study to enjoy his book.

The two were delights to watch a movie with too, Cristoff and Bickslow both had a talent for little comments here and there and if Levy didn't pay attention she would miss them, but when she caught them she'd nearly shed tears laughing and she learned if Cristoff said something not funny enough she joined Bickslow in chucking popcorn at him and if Bickslow made a weak comment she changed sides and helped Crsitoff throw popcorn at him and boo.

That the brothers were comfortable and close was obvious, like Bickslow had said, there was a reason he was so comfortable taunting Dragon Slayers, his relationship with Cristoff was clearly where that came from, and was clearly behind why he found it so easy to get along with the often moody and always dangerous mages.

"Fioran movie makers seem to use sex scenes a lot." Cristoff commented when they finished the movie they'd been wtahcing and Levy was selecting another.

"Like you mind sex? I'm still stunned you pried yourself from between Lakis legs long enough to spend time with us." Bickslow quipped, drawing a growl from Cristoff.

"She's lovely, no doubt there, but I promised I would not break a heart because you and father promised to break my legs if I did, while I don't worry much about you, father is another matter." Cristoff replied.

"Indeed, I may be old but I can break even a Dragon Slayer son when he defies me." Arman said, strolling in and sitting in the overstuffed chair beside the lounge.

"I admit though, like Bickslow I am surprised you've limited yourself so much my son, usually you have a little flock of lovelies around you when we are in Fiore." Arman admitted.

Cristoff shrugged "I haven't had much free time, and could not bring any home from the club last night, you told me not to or I would have brought home that trio I was with."

Levy turned wide eyes toward the men, who didn't notice her

"Ugh, three, you're as bad as Laxus, how can you enjoy that many?" Bickslow snorted.

"Just because you could never handle more than two big brother…" Cristoff began

"It was never a question of ability, it's quality Cristoff, one of them gets left out." Bickslow said.

"Nonsense, really Bickslow, up to four is fine, none should feel neglected." Arman said.

Levy struggled not to make a startled sound and kept her eyes on the movies, only giving Bickslow a hard look. She knew he'd been very wild before they had gotten together, but apparently, he was tame compared to his brother and father, holy cow!

"See, I knew coming down now was a good idea, couldn't miss this conversation." Cobra appeared, coming down the stairs with Nola close behind him.

Arman chuckled "Forgive us Levy, Cobra, Nola, in Bosco sexuality is more open then it is in Fiore, once married we respect our bonds more so than Fiorans seem to at times, divorce isn't legal and if someone tries to get one out of the country, they're put to death if they return, but until a man is married, well, he is encouraged to make women happy, our women do ask, they pursue the men they want quite boldly." He told her.

"It is similar in Joya." Nola said sitting on the unoccupied lounge, Cobra sitting beside her.

"So, having sex in groups is sort of normal?" Cobra asked, managing not to blush.

"Not so much like that, orgies aren't common, but more than one woman to a man especially the stronger ones are often pursued by many and get asked often. Cristoff has always been very popular." Arman said, there was no pride or conceit in his tone, simple fact.

"Cristoff has never been one to say no anyway." Bickslow snickered.

"Why should I? Father is right, up to four isn't difficult, maybe strenuous, but I've enever understood why you've always kept your limit at two." Cristoff said lightly.

Bickslow shook his head "Try it with Fioran women, seriously, Laxus did it once, the act itself went ok for him but the drama afterwards wasn't pretty, Freed and I had to help him sort that mess out, Evergreen turned one girl to stone."

He glanced at Levy, who was giving him an incredulous look and he glared at his brother and Father "I think the subject isn't something we should be talking about the night before the wedding, you're going to scare Levy." He said.

"I'm fine, just wondering why Laxus could handle more women than you if what your brother and father say is true, you were raised to handle more right?" She asked, looking at Arman for support.

The man grinned at her "Indeed he was, lessons in certain things are started when a boy is 10. The girls begin at 13. I think Bickslow was always meant for a single woman though, his heart has never enjoyed the more open encounters, Cristoff though has never shied away from them."

"What about Xally?" Levy asked.

"Xally enjoys men a great deal, in fact, she contacted me earlier today, she is with your friend Bickslow, the green haired one…Freed?" Arman asked, Bickslow snorted "She might not get far with him if she's got plans that way, but yeah, that's Freed."

"What about you Cobra? You have the look of…Joya, maybe Minstrel?" Arman asked.

Cobra shrugged "I don't know, my parents were slaves, I was born a slave on an island off the coast of Fiore, I don't know where my family came from, they died when I was little."

"Well, your features look to be a mixture of Joyan and Minstrellan, my bet would be on that." Arman said

Levy handed Nola the box of movies so she could selct one and Levy sat down between Bickslows legs, leaning back into him and listening as the group chatted on for a while before Nola finally selected a movie and they settled to watch it, popcorn tossing becoming active again, this time involving all parties, even Nola joined in.

Saturday dawned bright and beautiful. Lucy, Cana and all of the women including even Nola swept Levy away not long after dawn, though she did get a few long kisses before they finally got Bickslow to laughingly let her go.

The rooms in Caldia Cathedral set up for people to prepare for ceremonies were opulent and luxurious. Everyone was bustling about and Levy felt like she had become the eye of a hurricane. Lucy and Xally handled everything though, Lucys spirit Cancer becoming an instant favorite of Xallys.

Mira was managing coordinating everyone as far as the women went and Levy knew Max was running things for the men. With all of Fairy Tail mobilized and in attendance even down to Gildarts, nothing was left to chance and Levy took Makarovs arm to follow the line of her friends all in their beautiful green dresses down the long isle into the main chamber.

She fixed her eyes on Bickslow as soon as he came into sight, if she could have been happier at that moment she couldn't imagine it and he looked as overwhelmed as her.

Married. She was going to be married, Bickslows wife for the rest of her life. It was awe inspiring, humbling. He would be her one and only love from that day until the end of her life. Every bride wonders as they walk if they're doing the right thing, making the right choice, all are staggered by the immensity of "for life" and Levy was no different.

When the question took form though she answered it quickly, was this what she really wanted for the rest of her life? Was it him? Yes. Over and over the last few steps until Makarov put her hand into Bickslows the answer was yes.

As the ceremony flew by, as they were sealed under light, as they repeated their vows, the answer was yes.

When she was asked her "I do." Was certain.

"You may kiss the bride." And she was lifted off her feet into the arms she wanted to be in, kissing that warm soft mouth wishing they weren't in a massive church so she could push her tongue past those lips and feel his decadent tongue against hers, but she would later she reminded herself.

Then they were hurrying from the chamber, swarmed by their friends, getting pelted with birdseed as they dashed to the carriage that would take to the guild hall for the reception.

She collapsed on top of Bickslow in the carriage, hoping her gowns train hadn't gotten caught in the door in her haste to get out of the stinging shower of birdseed. It hadn't she said a silent thank you to Lucy for being so damned fast.

"Mrs. Pradesh." Bickslow grinned at her, she barely let him get it out, kissing him wildly, so happy, so excited, so many things all at once she was desperate for him, for the release of some tension, to feel his hands, his body, to fly apart so she could breathe.

He rarely denied her anything, too in love with her, too devoted and too committed to her happiness for it to occur to him most of the time. He kept their clothes on in the carriage, though his hands got under her volumes of skirts and he moaned into her mouth, he couldn't see the lacy wild things he was touching but God he wanted to, knew he would have to wait, they had no time to strip down, for him to let his eyes feast on whatever lingerie she had waiting under her gown.

There would be people at the Guild hall, lots of them, and while the carriage would take a slow path getting there to give the guests time to beat them there, there wasn't time to remove clothes within it.

"I need you…now." Levy said against his mouth, he had to agree with her, her delicate hands were all over him and anymore it only took a few touches from her to send his body into overdrive.

He moved her, managing to get her straddling him, her gown was everywhere and he was snickering wickedly as he fought with it, enjoying her bubbling giggles as she helped.

It was fast, it was decidedly rough, but still so good and both needed it, the intimacy, the release and the pleasure. They even were done with enough time they could get their clothes back into place and smoothed out, even her skirts were organized when Lucy yanked open the carriage door and reached in to pull Levy out, Bickslow grabbed by Laxus and Cristoff.

"Gods, in the carriage?! And you were harassing me yesterday?" Cristoff laughed.

The reception was all Fairy Tail. Loud, wild, bursting with joy and excitement for what was going to be the first of a few weddings for the guild in the months to come. Gajeel and Lucy had picked their date. Laxus and Cana would wed in the fall. So the guild dug in ready and delighted to be celebrating something so joyful.

Levy and Bickslow would have a week to themselves for their honeymoon in Akane Beach at the Seahorse Resort there right on the beach. As an extra delight for the guild, Bickslows father, in honor of Boscan tradition, arranged for most of the guild to join them for the second week at the resort, booking an entire floor of the resorts massive hotel.

"The family celebrates once the bride and groom have had time to..consumate their vows and get time alone." Arman explained standing at the table by Bickslow and Levy.

Bickslow had known about it, had helped his father sort out the details to do it with Makarov. It was one of a few gifts from Bickslows father.

At 8pm Levy and Bickslow climbed into the train and left their still partying friends and family behind.

Levy snuggled into Bickslows arms sighing at the quiet in their little compartment and she remembered what she and Arman had talked about the day before.

"Bix? Your father told me about something yesterday, he told me to ask you about it because he said it wasn't his place to tell me. He said there was an important reason our wedding had to be in Caldia Cathedral that had something to do with you and your….magic." She asked, tracing his lower lip, almost forgetting what she was talking about when he sucked her finger into his mouth.

He stopped though, pulling her hand back, kissing the fingertip and smiling at her. "I meant to tell you about it sooner, things have just been so…busy." He chuckled.

He kissed her, just a brief light kiss and hovered there "Caldia Cathedral is a bastion of Immaculate Light, we were sealed with it, remember?" He watched her eyes and she nodded.

"You've researched the Dragon Slayers mating, their bonding, I know you have. I can see it, what their souls look like, like our hands." He held his hand up and threaded his fingers with hers. She smiled. "Their souls join." She nodded, she'd read it and Lucy and Cana had described it to her in some detail.

"Well, that's Dragon Magic, made possible because Dragon Slayers have two souls, one of which is a Dragons. Dragon Magic can thread souls, make them join together. Levy I'm a Seith Mage, I can control souls, like the babies, I can heal them, communicate with them, see them and I can weave them. If a union is established in Immaculate Light then I can weave my own soul with the one I am sealed with safely, no shadows, no darkness." He said it all slowly, holding her hand while his free hand cupped her face.

Her eyes slowly widened as she realized what he was saying.

"It's not until death do us part if you want more, I can make it forever. I can only ever do it once, my soul cannot shred like a Dragons can. Once its done I can't take it back, it really is forever, your soul with mine. It's not quite like what the Dragon Slayers have, it's different, not as much feelings and emotions, no shared senses, you know Warrens telepathy? How he can talk to everyone in their heads?" He smiled at her and her mouth fell open.

"Just between you and me, not like his exactly, but between us and…it will join us to any children we have, children born from joined parents share the bond with their parents, forever a part of each other." Levy was in awe, staring at him almost in disbelief. "You…can do that?"

He grinned "Never doubt what a Seith can do with souls." He whispered, hugging her closer. "I didn't want to push it on you, I still don't. It's your choice and I will happily live whatever you chose, unlike a Dragon Slayer, a Seith doesn't have to do it, no mating seasons driving us crazy, no danger for the person we're with. It's actually a really nice process."

"Does it involve you getting naked?" She asked smiling wickedly and delighted in the laugh she got. "It does actually, you too…" He pulled her closer, kissing her ear "it involves sex too, we have to be physically joined when I do it." He whispered sending a shiver through her.

"I want it, I want you, forever, all of it…" She said with determined certainty.

His arms tightened around her, he hadn't thought she'd accept it that fast, or with such certainty.

"When we get to the hotel then." He said quietly.

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The honeymoon suite was gigantic, with a large private balcony that overlooked the ocean. There was a bottle of champagne in an ice-bucket, flowers, it was beautiful, but all Levy cared about was Bickslow and what they were doing.

He'd lit candles, turned all of the lights off and only the moonlight came in through the massive windows. He lay partly on top of her, both of them stripped of their clothes and was carefully painting small symbols on her chest with a silky silver substance that sank in and tingled faintly.

When he was done he looked at her, no play, no mischief, just a soft, serious expression.

"Ok Kitten, last chance to say you want to wait. There's no time limit, we can do this now or ten years from now but once it's done, it's forever." He said.

She pulled him to her and kissed him "I want forever with you."

When he pulled back he was smiling, eyes bright with threatening tears "Me too kitten."

He slid over her then, everything was slow, gentle, reverent. It wasn't the first time he'd handled her softly, but this time it meant more.

He was already hers, her husband now, but soon he would be more and she was exhilarated by the anticipation, the unknown. How would this feel? Would it hurt? He said it wouldn't, that it would be all pleasure, but it was unknown, he'd definitely never done it before, and never would again.

He was going to join their souls, unify them, their immortal souls. It was as terrifying as it was deeply moving.

When he entered her it was a slow deep thrust that seated him fully inside her and she pressed up against him, wanting more, wanting the rhythmic sensation, wanting to feel him, drown in him and he moved slightly faster until she was moaning, her breathing quickening.

"Keep your eyes on mine Levy, don't close them, don't look away, and don't be afraid." He soothed and she locked her eyes with his and watched in wonder as the concentric circles lit, light began to move and brighten, building in intensity until she was bathed in the shimmering green.

She had felt this, far far less intensely the night he had shown her her soul. His magic flowed into her and the only thing keeping her aware of her body was him, moving slowly inside of her, he was propped up on his elbows, holding her face in his hands, her legs wrapped tightly around his hips as they continued the steady body burning movement between her legs.

His eyes were close to hers, his lips brushing hers, whispering for her not to look away and she felt weightless, like she would lose her body completely if not for the passion flowing through it.

Then it started changing and at first it confused her, his body was joined with hers, moving steadily, and then there was more, deeper, all through her, every part of her felt it and she realized it was him, his presence, he had such a gentle, loving, warm presence. Strong, so very strong and commanding he was guiding her own existence, she felt it, the fabric of her being was in his control and she gave it to him, offered it gladly.

Bickslow was lost in concentration, his body was moving on a sort of auto pilot as he focused on his magic, lacing it through Levy, cradling her soul, bringing his own to it and then weaving them carefully together.

Nothing could be forced, and he was humbled, staggered by how willingly she opened everything she was to his control, she completely trusted him and it amazed him. Nobody, not even his family, held him like she did, valued him, loved him, as much as she did.

As their souls laced and settled into balance he eased hers back within her as he pulled his own back to himself, feeling her consciousness almost crash into his, her thoughts, her dreams, her hopes, he saw them, knew them as surely as he knew his own.

Levy was overwhelmed as she felt it happen, felt him fully come into her, felt his love, his dreams, everything that made Bickslow who he was, she knew. She was still reeling from it all when something else stirred, intense deeper than deep sensation. His slow movements felt suddenly intense, her body screamed with it, her blood boiling in her veins, her breathing catching. Her own desire, her own pleasure and passion for him was suddenly combined with his for her and it was shattering.

He immediately began moving harder and faster, his hands suddenly leaving her face, one reaching down to hook one of her legs up the other pinning her opposite hip as he started driving hard into her and she couldn't even breathe at the intensity of it.

"breathe kitten, holy fuck this is intense." She heard him, but he didn't speak and the thrill of realizing that she'd heard his thought, she couldn't think though, she was too overwhelmed, she did suck in a ragged breath though, only to half scream it back out as she reached her climax.

Bickslow couldn't hold himself back, it was impossible with the shared feelings they suddenly had and came hard along with her, pumping his hips against her in time to the waves that flew over them both.

"Oh. My. God" Levy thought and heard him chuckle, she'd thought that, and he'd heard her and she grinned "You can hear me…"

"I can, and you can hear me." The thoughts exchanged even as he was kissing her, moving again, not letting her come all the way down, taking her back up hot and hard and fast.

"I am really going to enjoy learning how to use this link." He warned wickedly and Levy laughed, though her mirth was cut off as he thrust hard into her again.

"God you feel good, keep…yes…there" she didn't have to gasp or struggle, if she focused the thought just a certain way, he heard it, and oh glorious Gods he responded.

They kept going as long as their bodies held out, invigorated by the exhilarating delight of being able to guide each other so well, share with each other so easily when they found something they liked, or thought of something they wanted to try. All Levy had to do was start imagining a change in his position and Bickslow tried it, and she got the same from him.

Sex had never been so intense, so deeply satisfying as it was then. The thought that they could keep improving was staggering, and Bickslows ability to get Levy to giggle with wicked ideas was something he was delighted to learn, she could do even better than he could.

Levy had an incredible imagination, and while she couldn't always articulate what she wanted, she could push the thought at him now. They lay exhausted, hours later and he was chuckling sleepily at her latest idea "God…it's a good thing I'm agile Kitten, that almost looks painful." He said aloud and it almost startled her to hear his voice.

"I…I love this." She admitted "I love you, I…" she said no more, she delighted in realizing she didn't have to, he knew, he felt it, and his arms closed around her and he pulled the blankets over them. Sleep came easily, each sheltered by the other.