Alright, I seem to be on a roll, so let's see how this goes! Like always, bad language and citrus a-plenty follows this header - I honestly don't know why you need a warning anymore XD
Today. He was finally coming home today, and Levy was practically beside herself with excitement.
She'd taken the upcoming week off from work; changed the sheets; cleaned until the house gleamed, again, because she'd already done it six times in the two weeks Gajeel had been away. Heck, she'd even let Lucy drag her out for a girly day and curled her hair, knowing how Gajeel liked to play with the ends as they lay in bed together. Now though? In her favourite chair with a thesis in her lap, Levy simply couldn't sit still, the anticipation kept her knee bouncing so violently that even Pantherlily had stared at her and told her off with a very loud meow.
"Lily, that's not very polite. I know you wanted to sit there but..."
Her brief moment of chastising Lily was interrupted when the lock clicked, and the front door swung open.
"Levs? Ya home, kitten?"
She was moving before she even realised, throwing herself into those strong arms she had missed so much, trusting that he would drop everything and catch her, just like he always did.
There was a thud as his bags dropped to the tiles, arms closing around the tiny bluenette currently clinging to him like a barnacle. Gajeel took a moment to stare at her, captivated by her beauty and the joy that was shining in her bright amber eyes, before crashing his lips against hers with a ferocity that took even him by surprise. Heavy boots toed the door shut, dropping to the floor one after the other, in sync with the moment his shirt landed at his feet.
They left a trail of clothing from the front door, all the way to the bed, Levy's panties landing hilariously on the door handle - or at least, it would have been funny if they hadn't been so wrapped up in each other that they were oblivious to anything else.
"Missed ya, kitten." Gajeel groaned out, lips against her hip as he kissed a path down from her lips, across her collar bone, around her ribs to the spot he knew always made her gasp, and finally, landing against her core, already weeping in welcome of his attentions. "Gods, ya taste better tha' I 'membered".
"Oh fuck, Gaj" she whimpered, breaking eye contact to throw her head back against the pillows, hands flying up to cover her face, fingernails catching and pulling on tousled bangs.
Sensing the headspace she was in, Gajeel growled low in his throat, fingers digging into the soft flesh of her thighs hard enough to bruise. "Give me your hands." He snaked a hand up to guide her trembling ones - one to her own breast, the other to fist into his hair. "Eyes on me, Kitten."
"Yes, Sir" she swallowed, blushing prettily at his hungry gaze fixed on her face as she removed the hand from her chest to fix the pillows under her neck, quickly returning it when Gajeel quirked an eyebrow in her direction.
Satisfied she was comfortable, and hopefully going to behave, Gajeel lowered himself back down, setting about teasing her with his tongue, his eyes never leaving Levy's face. She squirmed, moaned, and clenched her fingers in his hair at his attentions, but never once did her eyes break contact.
"Good girl, Kitten." He whispered, enjoying the way she sighed at his praise and her eyes stayed fixed on his. His entire body warmed to see her following his instructions so well - eye contact had always been something she had struggled with and they'd been working on over the last year and a bit. Repositioning himself slightly, Gajeel brought his hand up, fingers slowly entering and stretching her in time with the licks, sucks and gentle nibbles on her clit, teeth occasionally pulling on the dainty metal bar at the top just to hear her hiss in pleasure. His hand twisted, thrusting in hard and slowly dragging his curled fingers back, callouses hitting every bump and ridge he knew would feel good, adding a third as her thighs began to quiver around his ears and her nectar pooled in his palm, slowly dripping down towards his wrist.
"Relax, Kitten. Close yer eyes if ya need ta." Gajeel encouraged, keeping the pressure against her soft and his rhythm steady as he swivelled his wrist slightly, easing the pressure on his tendons and lining his fingers up just so. When he felt her relax around him, Gajeel wanted to purr - her chest was heaving with the effort to stay still and calm, but she'd kept her eyes locked on his the entire time. Although, her pupils were dilated, getting unfocused, and her eyelashes were fluttering as her brain was registering the sensation of Gajeel's pinky slowly entering new territory.
He felt her start to tense, knew that it was at best uncomfortable, no matter how much he knew she wanted to try this. So he crooked his fingers just so, sucking that bundle of nerves between his lips, grazing it gently with his teeth and laving his tongue against the skin as his hand slid home and Levy tensed above him, her eyes finally closing as the hand in his hair held so tight it was almost painful and she sobbed out her release, the sound of her climax muffled by her pillowy thighs closing around his head as she lost control and let the pleasure grip and twist her as it coursed through her body.
Slowly, the tremors wracking her body subsided, and Gajeel was able to peel still trembling thighs away from his ears, slowly easing his hand from within her, using it to gently cup her mound, feeling the throbbing of her clit beneath the pads of his fingers as he slid his body up over hers to kiss her sweetly.
"How ya doin' there honey?"
"Wow." Levy breathed, eyes opening slowly as her hand came to rest tenderly on his cheek. "If that's what welcome home sex is like, you should go away more often" she joked.
"Gihee, I see how 'tis. Missed ya too, Levs." Red eyes smiled down at warm amber irises as he nuzzled into her hand, turning his head to press a soft kiss into her palm.
"Mmm, is it my turn now, Kurogane?" Levy whispered, voice cracking from the strain of her earlier screams.
The sound of her voice breaking shredded Gajeel's last shred of self control, and he was rolling his weight onto her, member positively throbbing as it speared into her welcoming heat with no preamble, nothing but raw desire driving their frenzied movements.
Already dripping and overly sensitive, it took only a handful of thrusts before Levy was clawing at his back, nails digging into his shoulders almost painfully as she shook and cried out in pleasure, but Gajeel didn't stop, couldn't even if he wanted too, so deep into his Black Steel persona that all they could do was hold tight and ride out the waves of bliss.
"Gajeel, please, I - I can't..." Levy whimpered.
"Ya can, and ya will" came the answer, voice so low and gravelly it almost sounded like a growl as he slid free of her body just enough to pull and push her around to where he wanted her, back against his front, knees splayed to accommodate his slender hips. "Ya will come again, Kitten. I'll make sure of it".
All Levy could do was brace herself on her elbows and try to remember to breathe, as Gajeel threw everything he had into his thrusts, her entire body shifting with the force of each one.
"Gaj - please. More" Levy heard herself asking, although she had no idea what she was actually asking for.
"Always such nice manners, Kitten. Such a good girl for me" Gajeel groaned out between thrusts, his lips next to her ear as he smoothed the hair back from her damp brow. "Hands on the headboard."
Levy found herself moving without any conscious thought, her body running solely on instinct and the desire to please the Adonis of a man hovering over her right shoulder. She let out a squeak as he flexed within her, her own walls clenching involuntarily in response as she tried to adjust to the new angle, which coupled with the depths he hitting had her seeing stars already before he'd even moved.
When Gajeel did take up a rhythm again, it was blissfully gentle compared to his previous ferocity, which Levy was eternally grateful for - she was sure if he'd barrelled straight back into that tempo, she would have been sobbing for an entirely different reason.
Slowly, carefully, he began to pick up speed, driving himself harder as one hand came to to tangle in the hair laying down Levy's neck, the other leaving it's place on her hip to snake around between the juncture of her thighs, where one calloused fingers rested against her extraordinarily sensitive clit with its tiny red jewel. In time with his thrusts, Gajeel tightened his grip on her hair until her head was pulled back, eyes unfocused but staring straight at the roof, her back forced into a graceful curve that had him groaning and clenching to stave off his release.
"Tell me what ya need baby."
"I need... Touch me. Please, Sir." Levy moaned, muscles trembling as she fought against her tiring body to chase the high he demanded once more.
Smiling, Gajeel set to work, maintaining the pressure in her hair, he started to lightly dance his fingertips across her mound, adding more pressure until he heard that sharp intake of breath he'd been waiting for. Doing his best to maintain the speed and pressure of everything he was doing, Gajeel lowered his lips close to her ear.
"Ya feel amazin' Kit. So hot an' wet around my cock. Yes, that's it Levs', yer doing so well. Yer my good girl, Kitten. I'm proud of you".
That was all it took then, those words of affirmation spoken softly and warmly sent Levy flying, entire body tensing as the entire universe exploded behind her eyelids and against his thighs, Gajeel felt the rush of liquid he'd been waiting for and finally let go of himself, roaring as he felt his delayed release tear through his body,
Utterly spent, Levy collapsed sideways, still trembling legs no long able to support her own weight. Gajeel followed her descent, angling her to lay her head comfortably on the pillow and out of the wet mess in the middle of the bed, one hand still between her thighs applying the gentle pressure he knew she needed to come back down slowly.
"Hey Levs'. Can ya open yer eyes fer me?" Gajeel whispered, gently stroking hair away from her face, breaking into a soft smile when her eyes flickered open and honeyed irises locked with his red ones in a gaze that felt almost as if she was staring into his very soul. "There's my girl. Can ya stand? Gotta change the sheets."
"I just changed them Gaj" came the sleepy whine.
"I know kit, but we made a bit o' a mess an' I ain't laying in it, an' neither are ya."
Grumbling, Levy rolled out of bed, standing triumphantly on wobbly legs - even if she did need to use the wall for support.
"Don't laugh, help me to the bathroom. It's your fault anyway, silly Gajeel."
Still chuckling under his breath, Gajeel stepped off the bed and helped Levy into the ensuite as requested, making sure she was steady against the vanity before pulling the door over and hurriedly stripping the soiled sheets. He was tired after two weeks of shitty hotel mattresses and just wanted a nap and a cuddle with his Levy, who was leaning against the doorframe with a washcloth in hand.
"Just pull the protector off, there's already sheets under there. I had a hunch this might happen" she giggled, passing him the cloth and awkwardly flopping onto the clean sheets, setting about pulling the covers up and fluffing pillows just so. Once Gajeel was satisfied he was clean enough, he too climbed into their bed, wrapping his arms around the tiny bluenette and crushing her to his chest.
"Fuckin' missed ya Levs'."
"Mmmm missed you too, 'Jeel". Levy's response was interrupted by a yawn that hard her nuzzling against him while he softy pressed kisses into her tousled hair.
With a whispered profession of love, Gajeel too felt himself pulled into the sweet embrace of sleep.
Uhhhh what just happened? Apologies if you wanted story progression or music, Levy's got a dirty mind and this piece of smut (let's be real here, it's basically just porn) just seemed to happen. I'm not going to question it! Hopefully you guys enjoy it, please leave a review, and I'll try to be back with another update really soon! xxx