Rated M
M is for MATURE, people.
If I can pretend to be, then you can too!

DISCLAIMER: I OWN NOTHING! *sob* However sometimes I wonder if Mashima-sama used to follow me and my friends around to help him dream up a few of his characters!
At least let a girl dream!

Licky time starts now!

MyLuv: *listens to music too loud jammin to a little song called "I eat Romeos for Breakfast"* Hmm? What was that Luv? Gruvia and Jerza are adorable? Well hell yea they are! :3
FlameDragonHime: I seem to recall a certain legendary strawberry that has more flavor... the MOST flavor to rule them all. Soooo... let's send Pantherlily's ass over to find enough of those to decorate the cake with. Not too hard right? ...right? He'll remember where they found it. Hehehehehehehe...
SilverRayofSunshine: I missed hearing from you! Damn that adulting. Bothersome pains in the ass. Our talk of our mutual love of Natsu is still fresh in my mind. I keep imagining the canon Natsu grabbing Lucy and asking her, "How many times do I have to save you before you love me?" *lots of the swooning*
MoonTigerLily: Wendy is my lil devil, angelic devil, but still. Oh the fun they'll have should they find Lamia Scale! Watch your back guys! Oh yes, and I'm am ALWAYS up for some Jerza...
Stormie: Scarlet fox! How the hell could anyone catch a scarlet fox! Woooooo! Too hot to handle! Ban's just so... *shivers* wait what? Wrong anime? SHIT! This is the Nalu, not the Malbeth! Damnit Stormie!
PhiaFairy: And thank YOU for being around to lick! I get so lonely... licking makes the voices happy. Happy voices don't ignore me, thus not so lonely! See? It works out. ^.^
SilentMaiden: Let's pray for Macao's team's safety. Surely there's a reason they have never been able to make it home.
ScarletLoveliness: Omg... I completely agree. You'd think that by now he'd at least pair up SOMEONE besides Bisca and Alzack. GWAH! And here yall call me a tease! Mashima-sama is the lord and master of THAT particular art.
SassyKitKat: Waiting waiting waiting. Take a number, find a seat. Waiting waiting waiting. *pet pet, lick*
MsKittyLick: And as for you.
...you. I checked your smexy profile and it did not mention your ringpop marriage. How...? Whyyyy? I have been forsaken! *sobs and flees, ever one for the over dramatic* (Yea, I have not updated my profile in like, forever. But when I DO-it shall be epic.)
Ivy: I agree! With both Erza's cake and Juvia's -ahem- hopelessness. XD Gawd I love that rain woman! Check up on FlameDragonHime's lick about my plans on this cake. This ain't just anyone's cake, it's ERZA'S! Shit gonna have to be done right or shit ain't gonna get done at ALL!

Goodness! Thank you for the support you guys! Licking you all is the best, best, best part of putting a chappie together. Eleven reviews! Not quite 13, but my tongue will always be around for the lickins. Hehehe. I know, I know, it's pretty crazy how I'm still healthy. Must be divine intervention, cuz it sure as hell ain't luck!

Two more things:

I actually looked up a map of Earthland to understand the geography a little better and learned that Sabertooth is not just northern, but northwest (and much more west than north). Eventually I might find the chapters where I have always just went with Wikipedia and said north... but yea.

AND... my mother dearest is coming to visit and has changed her visit to a full week. o.O Thus, I can almost guarantee that the next chap will probably take a bit longer than a week. Meh. Family comes first and all that.
LOVE YOU GUYS! Enjoy!

Episode 37
Apples.
Part of a Well Balanced Diet

Eyes with an intense desire to stay closed twitched to the sound of a hammer beating on wood. It was strange, but the sound could be mistaken for nothing else. Half convinced it was remnants of a dream, the blonde mage buried her head more into the pillow and desperately tried ignoring it.

That was about the time Lucy realized the terrible void of heat next to her. Sitting up with a sigh, she could only conclude that it was her dragon doing all that terrible banging. The noise used to be commonplace where she'd lived in Magnolia, but building was something people didn't do anymore and apparently such raucous was no longer a part of her comfort zone. A whimper fled from her lips as she whined quietly, "I miss coffee."

Crawling out of the tent and planning a list to share with Natsu of all the ways NOT to wake her up, Lucy froze on all fours only halfway out of her tent. At the edge of the treeline squatted her dragon, pounding away at whatever it was along with his co-conspirator, Levy, hugging her legs while balancing on the balls of her feet.

What the hell?!

Cranky was rapidly morphing into so much more as Lucy puffed her cheeks in an effort not to say anything she'd regret. Didn't they know she was SLEEPING?! It was chilly this morning! Natsu should have stayed in bed.

"You guys know there's no caffeine around to quell the beast inside this morning right?" She mumbled, knowing all too well Natsu would hear the warning in her voice.

Perhaps it skidded over the top of his head, because when her lover turned around he was all smiles. It was an irritatingly contagious smile too. "Luce!" The spiky haired alarm clock bounded to his feet and raced over to her, scooped her up and spun her around, completely ignoring her yelp of protest. At least someone was energetic this morning... as always. "I thought of sumthin, look! Look!"

She didn't have much of a choice as he set her down and dragged her over to where Levy was lifting up what Natsu had been banging on. The bluenette held up what seemed like a large sign, and spoke in her average cheerful voice as she began shaking the sand off of it. "Don't get me wrong, this was all Natsu's idea, but when he'd asked me to paint what it says, how could I refuse?"

The Celestial mage's eyes widened as the sign became legible. This had been Natsu's idea?

Here rests the shepherd town, Tarn
We lived, we loved, we fought.
FAIRYTAIL
REMEMBERS

Lucy's voice caught in her throat. It wasn't much, but it was perfect. If only every town wrecked from the aftermaths of this plague could receive such a remembrance.

It was the only thing left they could give.

Natsu watched her reaction carefully, and his smile began to fade as Lucy stared at it. He scratched a head coated in sand from digging out the paint and wood and muttered, "Cuz ya said how they shouldn't be forgotten, ya know?"

Levy knew his consideration had merely left her friend speechless, and just smiled when the blonde turned and glomped the fire dragon in a hug that nearly knocked him of balance. "Oh Natsu! It's just perfect! Now everyone will know that at least someone cared." She rested her head affectionately on his shoulder and murmured, "something so little could go a long way."

After the unexpected tackle, Natsu closed his eyes and returned her embrace warmly. "Yea, well they can thank you whenever they get the chance."

Levy was examining the back of the sign when Gajeel walked up behind her, taking the large plank of wood from her. "Gajeel! Aren't you supposed to be hunting breakfast?"

The iron dragon spoke as he drove the sign's post that Natsu had hammered into the ground. "Breakfast is berries ta take on the road with us. We gotta move out. All that noise is bringing unwanted company."

Lucy lifted her head so that she could see Gajeel and announce that she would start packing up the tents when Natsu lowered and craned his head right into her vision. Reptilian eyes searched hers for any remaining indications of sadness as he spoke surprisingly softly, "You gonna be alright now, Luce?"

The earnest severity exhuming from his gaze twisted his mate's heart. Had he really been that concerned? Unsure how to respond properly, Lucy made a small smile and lightly pecked his lips, unashamed of the dusting of red that her cheeks inevitably grew. "Yea, Knucklehead, I'm fine."

Natsu's eyes widened, accentuating his small pupils, his actions had earned a kiss? With limbs that grew a mind of their own, his expression never changed as Natsu scooped the back of her head, and wrapped an arm around her waist as he pulled her to him for a much more satisfying lip lock. The squeal his mate let out past his lips was nothing but a tease that forced him to press her even more firmly against him. He tried to express his gratitude this time around, knowing for certain that he'd never find the right words to tell her how grateful he'd always be to have been granted her heart.

Not that he would have given up... but at least he could do stuff to her now that his hunt had proven fruitful at last.

Gajeel frowned and rolled his eyes even though Levy swooned at such an embrace. With folded arms and a bark, the elder brother yelled, "What parta 'we gotta go' don'tcha get, Salamander?"

Natsu was content to ignore him—he was good at that—but the blonde he was tasting pulled away feeling two different kinds of blushes and hurriedly returned to start dismantling the tent, agreeing full-heartedly that they should continue on. The fire dragon glanced at his elder brother with the devil's own smirk and wiped his lower lip with the back of his hand before going to help his Celestial mage with packing.

A gruff grunt could be heard when Levy elbowed Gajeel with a deadpanned expression. He shouldn't have interrupted their new love like that.
...Killjoy.

Soon the team heading to Sabertooth started the long trek northwest. Even this far away, the mountain they would go around reached above the horizon—a good thing too, for without it, the barren wasteland quickly turning desert would have been far more difficult to navigate. Natsu walked with one hand on Equuleus' rump as Lucy walked her through the sand. Levy was walking in the lead with Gajeel, and every eye constantly scanned the area—but there was only badlands as far as the eye could see.

"I don't understand," Levy finally broke the silence. "How could things get this bad, this quickly? Two years is not enough time for the land to deteriorate into a desert like this."

"Humph," grunted Gajeel, bringing her gaze up to his sour frown. "When grasslands like this got nuthin but stinkers creepin all over the place, and no good bandits runnin a muck," his long black tufts dangled behind him as he looked up at the sky. "And nuthin but heat with the sad excuse for a winter we had last year, makes since ta me. Ain't nuthin around to nurture the ground. No Juvia, jest constant trampling. At least the forest back there had shade." He looked down at her with a glaze of worry edging into even his eyes. "It ain't natural, Shrimp. Right now it's s'posed ta be late fall, but it was barely even chilly this morning."

Levy sighed, "Not to mention how hot it is now."

"Ah, you guys whine too much." Natsu groaned, "it feels great out here!"

Lucy glanced over her shoulder at him, "It does not, Natsu! It's boiling!"

"Oh come on, Luce!" The dragon grinned up at her mischievously, "I thought you liked it hot."

Through a fresh blush, Lucy harrumphed, "Maybe if I was on the beach!"
Or maybe floating with you in the middle of a damn star... Lucy shivered at the memory taking hold of her so unexpectedly.

Natsu grinned all teeth at her with a suspicious glint in his eye, "Yea sure, Luce." Ever since she'd kissed him this morning, he'd been plotting how he might get her to go round three with him.

The longer they walked, the more unbearable the sun became. Only the two dragons kept their steadfast pace. Levy had literally wilted under the sun's merciless glare and had been lifted onto the paint to cling to Lucy. Gajeel had begun to grow concerned that perhaps the sun was effecting his mate differently now that she'd been infected, and had wrapped his headband over her face; after thinking about that for a moment, he'd also stripped his tunic off and draped it over her shoulders without taking no for an answer when she protested about the heat. He wanted her protected from the sun, and he was going to get his way every now and then.

Right about the time the sun finally began its downward descent, Natsu's head perked up and one of his nostrils flared. Lucy knew that sound of him catching a scent all too well and inquired, "What is it, Natsu?"

He grinned broadly and sprinted off, leaving the other three to call for him to wait—but to no avail. Lucy sighed, "Somethings will never change."

"Hang on a sec..." Gajeel began sniffing the air, "it's water... and some lousy creeps are comin towards it too." He started to growl out a malicious grin, "that fucker thinks he's gonna hog all the fun to himself? Geheh, yea right, little brother."

As he ran off after Natsu, both the girls sighed. No way was Equuleus up for a run, she was too thirsty and too tired. Mirajane may have packed them well, but no one could have foreseen they'd be crossing terrain like this.

Natsu's energy had been so pent up that he ran almost a full mile to get to what looked like an oasis. As thirsty as he was—first thing first! His full out run morphed into a full on punch to an upright corpse's head, mushing right through it. Then Natsu continued his momentum by diving onto that hand, and flipping into another creep, landing a kick right against the bridge of its neck. It crumpled to the ground as the wizard ended his flip with one foot landing directly on its head, smashing it into the dirt. Quickly turning around in total gleeful attack mode, he grinned at the other dozen putrid cretins shuffling their way to him. The things were so sun-baked that disgusting blisters were bulging everywhere. No way was he going to let Lucy see such nasty monstrosities if he had anything to say about it.

A greedy frown suddenly won over his expression when he smelled his brother coming in fast. Natsu growled and stomped a foot, "No way Barbell! Finders keepers!" Already sure Gajeel would never honor his claim, Natsu quickly ran up to the things and swept a low kick to ground three of them at once. One of them cracked its head on a rock, and another lost one of its legs. A leg that was sent flying toward all that tasty looking water. Natsu yelped out an alarm and went chasing after the air-born limb. If that water was gross, it wasn't about to be his fault!

Gajeel arrived just as soon as the fire wizard scurried off to catch his foul ball with a stomp to the head of one of Natsu's would-be victims. With a vicious smirk, the iron wielder used nothing but his brute strength to pummel one after another. No one could ever say he couldn't fight without magic. The dragon's fists probably still felt like they were wrought in iron despite the fact as he tore into the remaining eaters. It had taken no time at all to tear though such rancid walkers, and when the iron dragon lowered his gaze on the last one standing—he felt a sudden change in the wind and quickly tilted his head to avoid the same flying leg from kicking him right in the back of his head.

Not caring about the creature he was about to demolish, Gajeel turned around at the sound of Natsu falling into the water, "Damnit Salamander! You coulda kicked that damn thing ANYWHERE and you sent it my way?!"

Natsu popped his head out with a splash, spraying water from his mouth like a fountain before smirking at him, "Dunno whatcha talkin about, I was aiming at the creep that was about ta eatcha!"

This talent of Natsu's to irritate Gajeel was turning into an artform. The raven haired wizard turned back around to see that the flying leg had crashed into the last undead's head and done it in. "Fuck!"

Consumed with mad cackling, Natsu fell back into the water, sputtering. When he climbed out of the pool, he stalked over to the first body with a scrunched nose. It smelled so rank... He stopped hunched over to grab its ankles and looked back up at his brother. "Well?"

Gajeel quirked a brow at him, "What?"

Natsu grunted and began dragging the body away from the water. He was afraid that the nasty thing would fall apart if he tried lifting it. "These things are damn gross versions of what happens when an infected is out in the sun for too long. Ya really want Levy ta see these?"

Needless to say, Gajeel began a very thorough clean up before the girls caught up.

When they did, Equuleus had quickly picked up her pace at the smell of water. If the dragons hadn't already smelled their approach, they sure would have heard Lucy. Just as soon as the half naked Gajeel and dirty Natsu came into view, the blonde started ranting at how they'd left them behind. Natsu raised a brow at his brother's chuckle and off handed comment of how great Natsu was at pissin the bunny girl off. The fire dragon grinned at him, "What that?! Ha! You ain't seen nuthin yet!"

Ever the glutton for punishment, Natsu jogged up to the girls with a smirk and pulled Lucy off the horse which effectively put a halt in her complaining. She squealed, clinging to him as he sprinted as fast as he could right into the oasis.

"CANONBALL!"

"EEK!"

SPLOOSH!

Levy laughed as she rode the paint all the way up to the water where the filly happily lowered to take a long drink. The bluenette slid down and patted her while Lucy's head popped back out of the water. "Damnit Natsu! Now my clothes are all wet!"

All that could be seen of the fire wizard was his hair and eyes as he splashed Lucy in the middle of her freshest complaint, literally drowning her voice out. Only then did he lift the rest of his face out and smirked, "Live a lil Lucy! You know I'll dry you off!"

Lucy frowned, glared, then splashed him back, causing Natsu to jump. The two of them knew what they started, and proceeded to splash each other senseless. Levy's black eyes sparkled, then frowned out of confusion. "Wait, how is this water here...?" Levy quickly turned to one of the bags on Equuleus' back to find a map.

All her actions stopped when Gajeel laid a hand over hers. "It's comin from Mt. Hakobe, from the north. Judgin' how hot it is, you can bet a helluva lotta snow is makin them mountains a lot smaller."

Levy frowned at first, wanting to see for herself on the map but ended rescinding such a wish. For him to state it like a fact like he had must mean that he could smell the scents from up north. Gajeel wasn't one to just make up stories to make himself look smart.
She smiled, Besides, I'd never fall for that kinda thing anyway.

Cupping her hands, Levy called out to her friend, "Hey Lulu! How's the water?"

Lucy hadn't heard her, but Natsu looked up and waved her over, "It's great! Come on in—" he ended his invitation with a gurgle for his mate took the advantage and splashed his mouth full of water then proceeded to laugh triumphantly about it.

To which he promptly tackled her back under the water.

A bright smile filled in the space between Levy's cheeks as she turned back to the horse and began digging into her pack. If Mirajane was the one who packed for them, it was pretty safe to say that there were a bathing suit or three in here somewhere. Once again, Gajeel put a hand over hers though and the mage looked up at him curiously. "What is it, Gajeel?"

The dragon motioned his chin further upstream, "I smell some fruit up there, come help me get some, wouldja?" His eyes shifted to his brother cackling like a madman holding Lucy's waist as she squirmed, struggled and squealed, "that guy's using up way too much energy and is gonna need it."

A soft smile filled Levy inside and out as she thought to herself, Being a big brother has been really good for him... they must have clung to each other as tightly as me and Lulu. "Alright, Gaajie."

As she grabbed a bag that felt mostly empty, Gajeel turned a scowl over at the two in the water. "Yo! Salamander! We camp here tonight. We're gonna do some foraging, don't wander off!"

Levy winced at the gruff voice her dragon used and finished her line of thought a bit differently, Except... those two wouldn't ever admit it, even under intense interrogation...

The only answer Gajeel got was a glance from Natsu, but it was enough. He'd heard them, they were good to go.

Inwardly snickering at Gajeel's constant facade of just not giving a damn, Levy followed him without a sound. No matter, she had enough tact for the both of them. Typically he seemed to let her do most of the talking anyway.
...Just not when it came to dealing with his new family members.

As they walked, Levy began to enjoy the smell of Gajeel's clothes again. Then shifted her eyes to his back, suddenly concerned that his skin might be getting peeled away by the sun.

Nope. No sir~ree. Just a chest chiseled in stone with a back to match.
Complete with battle scars.

Levy's black eyes were glued onto his muscular back as he led her to the scent he'd smelled. Her mind was revisiting the best shower of her life there under Gajeel's personal waterfall, feeling a hunger quiet befitting a member of the reanimated when Gajeel stopped, causing her to ungracefully bump into him from behind. "Oof!

Gajeel looked down at her with a chuckle growing from deep within him, "You're gonna need to pay more attention, Shrimp." Moving a hand behind him, he latched onto her wrist and quickly pulled her into the shade.

The band Gajeel had wrapped around her face fluttered to the sand as he swung her around him, and her yelp turned into a content sigh at the relief shade brought. "Oh Mavis, that is so much better!"

"Yea?" He looked up at the few trees feeding from the new creek. "Smells like this place used to be a pretty successful apple orchard. Geheh, sumthin good came from all this water from Hakobe. These three seem ta be made outta tough stuff."

Levy looked up at the tree with pressed lips, "There's always a brighter side if you just look hard enough."

Gajeel was slipping his tunic off of her as he drawled out, "Sure is."

Another sigh came from the blunette as the dark fabric was removed. It was so hot out here... this shade was a godsend—she'd really wanted to get in the water with Lulu. That had looked fun. Levy was almost pouting about doing responsible stuff instead until she felt a dragon's teeth scraping over her neck. She gasped in surprise and turned to face him with a raised brow, "Gajeel Redfox! We're here to get fruit."

The wizard just smirked at her, "Sure are. And you're the best smellin fruit here."

Levy's eyes widened when she saw what that smirk of his was, but it was too late. Gajeel was already behind her, unbuttoning the pants she wore with large but deft fingers. A thrill began to creep into her and she tapped the claws that were beginning to pull her pants down, "Ga, Gajeel! We can't! What if—"

She gasped when the dragon spun her around to face him so that she could see eyes swimming with lust, "What if nuthin, you need ta worry 'bout more pressin matters." Gajeel slipped the leather pants off of her with an evil grin.

It'd be a lie if Levy told herself she wasn't intimidated. Though she trusted him, he looked about ten times her size right at that moment. Needing to feel as though she controlled at least some of the situation, the bluenette stepped out of the pants now on the ground at her feet and made a sorry attempt to get into the branches of the tree they were under. It wasn't thwarted because she was a poor climber—both her and Lucy had become rather good at it, no, it was simply because the dragon she was fleeing from had no intentions of letting her escape. She did manage to snag an apple from it as he pulled her back to him in a cackle though. One must take a victory where one can.

Laying her on the ground under the tree, Gajeel hooked a thumb into her panties as he smirked out, "Nice try, Shrimp, but you and I gots unfinished business."

Levy blushed, how long had it been since she'd laid out on the sand like this? Well this was no beach... but the hunger in the dragon above her was paradise enough for her. Even black eyes could sparkle when a love like theirs burned behind them. She wrapped her arms around his neck and chuckled with a raised brow, "Unfinished business, huh?"

Sliding her panties down to her thighs, the iron dragon returned her chuckle with a growl, "Yup." He lowered himself with a full set of chompers out with every intention of ripping her top off with his teeth but to the sound of Levy's squeal, he got a mouth full of apple instead. "...The hell?"

"Don't you ruin my clothes, Gajeel Redfox!" The demand in her voice only served to make him want to do it more, but instead he sighed and slipped a hand up the shirt instead, groping a perfect handful of bosom while chewing a plump, juicy apple.

Levy hummed under his hand and raised a leg free of her underwear and bent it to lean against Gajeel's hip. She could feel the guttural rumblings of his bare chest as he swallowed the unexpected snack and went straight for her lips. Once again he was greeted with a tongue softer than a pillow, more dexterous than a cat, and more exotic than three different types of iron melded into one. The mage's small hands slipped down to begin toying with the waist of his trousers at the same moment she captured his tongue between her teeth. Gajeel's eyes opened in surprise and saw her dark eyes gleaming with ill intent. No words needed said as he lifted up to his knees and let her pull his remaining clothing down.

Levy did not intend to gasp at the size of his manhood once it was liberated, but how could she not? Just as soon as she slid his pants down, the monstrosity pointed right at her. No wonder she screamed like a crazy person when they were that waterfall. Her contemplation of his length was interrupted when Gajeel taunted her by saying, "Like whatcha see, Shrimp?"

Thank Mavis we'd been under the water that first time! How am I supposed to fit that thing in?! Hmm... one must be resourceful in a world like this... Peeling her eyes away from it to look up at her lover with furrowed brows and a mischievous smirk, Levy planted a palm flat on his chest and pushed him. It had been more than unexpected and sent Gajeel straight to his back with a grunt.

With his eyes cast to the sky, Levy blushed as bright of the sun. Her mind was made up, but somehow it didn't seem to boost her courage much. It was just logical thinking that kept her from hesitating.

If I am going to make love to this man...
Her long blue hair shielded her shy expression from her lover as she crawled up his legs to take a tentative hold on his shaft, trying to keep her fingers steady while the rest of her felt shaky. Gajeel had begun to sit back up but faltered when such lithe fingers wrapped around him. Only propped by his elbows, he saw his mate's enticing mess of blue hair lower down on him. Gajeel was about to say something, but was immediately consumed by a sharp intake of breath instead. Plump lips circled the tip of his masculinity and soon he felt that soft tongue in an entirely different way. Bending up a knee to brace himself, the dragon began breathing in rasps with widened eyes when she moaned and slowly began sucking in more of him.

Levy's confidence grew as she felt the dragon underneath her begin to tremble. She'd feared that the skin a man always kept hidden would taste of sweat and smell foul, but this was not the case with her chosen partner. True, he was salty, but it was delectable... and the fact that her tasting him seemed to be rendering him incoherent was empowering. She soon forgot that her primary objective was simply lubrication and began swimming in a sea of her lover's trembles and groans. Her hand held him tightly, and she began a pattern of sucking and releasing, fully intoxicated by the reactions of his body and his voice.

While it was fun while it lasted, there came a point when Gajeel could take no more. With dilated eyes, the dragon placed overly strong hands on her shoulders, shocking the mage above him as he pulled her up to meet him eye for eye. It was then that she saw the beast she'd created. The realization took a little too long to connect though, for he took the advantage and rolled them both so that now she was forced onto the shaded sand with a monster above her—with an intent to kill in his eyes.

Hunching over his tiny mate, he thrust into her at the same second he meshed their mouths together with more vigor than ever before. The pair moaned together as they became one and while Levy's hands found purchase digging into both his sides, the dragon slipped a hand under her shirt again and caressed one of the two best breasts he could ever ask for. The other was stuck doing nothing but supporting his weight with beautiful blue hair splayed over the forearm he had on the ground next to her head. Yet again this little solid-script mage had blown his mind and he would travel to hell and back to return the favor.

The one huge problem he faced, now finally within his love's core, was the battle to maintain his stamina. After feeling such sweet lips, warm tongue, and teasing breaths so intimately... lasting long enough to make his mate just as pleased was going to be very difficult. Fortunately, Gajeel was not one to run from a challenge.

With long legs curled around his hips that forced him to work for every thrust, he could feel himself loosing the fight. She was panting and writhing underneath him, but returning his kiss with such fervor that he began to wonder if he was done for. No matter. Gajeel embraced the battle as a proud victory for his mate and simply focused on pleasuring her the best that he could. Once she released his lips, having held her screams enough, he began nibbling at her neck and slowing his hips in an effort to buy him some time. His mate's skin used to leave a pleasant citrus-like tingle in his mouth, but now... it tasted like smooth untainted metal—making him the only living man who desired to devour his undead bride.

Levy hissed at his teeth as she rocked her head back and forth, trying futilely to keep her voice down. What Gajeel was doing to her was making it impossible. She groaned every time he filled her, moaned longingly every time he left her. Hands began to feel weak under the strain of clinging to such tight skin as his, and her jaw began to feel slack. The moment she arched her back, Gajeel growled out a warning of something she really didn't care to define as she finally let loose her screams. Levy could feel her lover begin to quicken his ministrations again and her hands fled to his mane colored by shadow. The hand scooping her breast dragged itself to anchor at the back of her neck as his climax brought her release. Levy's heels buried into his thighs as her back arched even more to the sound of his deep-throated roar filling the air, drowning out even her screams.

Both breathed heavily for several moments, doing nothing but replaying the many pleasures they'd just shared in the warmth of each others company.

Gajeel was the one that finally spoke—haggardly. "Damn... for someone who keeps saying she's dead. ...That sure felt like livin ta me."

Levy giggled, sending shudders down her partner's body, still being blissfully trapped within her. "Hehe, I can't feel my toes!"

"Geheh... that ain't..." Gajeel lifted his head to look into her eyes, "That ain't cuz you're dead, Shrimp. Geheh, that's cuz you're mine."

I mentioned that this thing is rated M right?
Only like a million times?

Yea?

Good.

Love ya!
Seriphia
aka
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