Summary: Jet and Droy will do anything to give Levy what she wants for her birthday, even if they don't like it. Warning, flirts with the rating border again.

Pairings: Jet/Levy/Droy friendship, Levy/others friendship feels, and Gajeel/Levy.

Author's Note: For the Guest reviewer who wanted more Gajeel/Levy. Happy Birthday Ladybug, I hope this satisfies your needs for more Gajeel/Levy. Also many thanks to all of you for giving me over SEVENTY FIVE HUNDRED reviews.

Gajeel was ashamed to admit that he had been bested.

And not by Salamander, which grudgingly he was used to being bested by, or Erza, who not only bests everyone but destroys them, or even by Laxus who had one hell of a punch.

No, he had been bested by Jet and Droy.

The dweebs.

He had been walking on his own as Lily remained behind to talk to Happy and Charle and took a turn down a darkened street when a sudden blur attacked him and he smacked his head against the brick wall….hard.

He blacked out temporarily and by the time he finally came round he found himself tired to a chair. In chains. Any other day he could probably snigger and make a crude joke but the fact Jet and Droy were standing over him, arguing, kinda put him off.

"You do it!"

"No, you do it!"

"No, you do it!"

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"No, you do it!"

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"One of you do it!" Gajeel exploded, losing all patience, "I don't care what freaky shit it is you're up to just get it over and done with so I can go home and take an aspirin."

"G-G-Gajeel!" Droy stuttered. "You're awake."

"No shit," Gajeel grunted. "Now tell me what the fuck you two are up to or I'll eat my way out of these chains and beat the crap out of you both."

"Well, you see, it's like this…." Jet said nervously and then immediately trailed off into silence. The silence continued for what felt like a century as Gajeel raised an eyebrow, Jet shuddered, and Droy kept sweating. Finally, Jet suddenly whirled round to Droy. "Droy!" he cried out. "You tell him."

"No, you tell him!"

"No, you tell him!"

"No, you tell him!"

"No, you tell him!"

"No, you tell him!"

"No, you t-"

"OH FOR THE LOVE OF GOD!" Gajeel roared. "ONE OF YOU TELL ME, I DON'T CARE WHICH."

"It's for Levy!" Droy blurted out.

"The Shrimp?" Gajeel frowned in confusion. "Why?" he asked worried. "Has something happened?"

"No, nothing like that," Jet said sheepishly, and Gajeel instantly swore death on the pair of them. His glower made the pair jump back further away from him. It's her birthday tomorrow and we wanted to give her the best present ever!" Jet said quickly.

"And that involves me being chained to a chair because….?" Gajeel started off furiously when suddenly his brain kicked in and these images of the Shrimp straddling him stampeded in his mind. "Oh…." His eyes widened with realisation. "Oh."

"Look, we don't like you" Jet said shortly, "and we never will."

"Yeah," Droy agreed, "especially considering how you have hurt Levy before."

"But Levy is our best friend," Jet continued, "and if you're what she wants…."

"Gihihihihihi," Gajeel smirked, "I'm listening," he reassured the two nervous wrecks that the Shrimp called friends, "tell me what you want me to do."

Jet and Droy glanced at one another and then suddenly a dark, almost evil, grins grew on their faces.

Shit, they were so annoying that Gajeel had forgotten that they were Fairy Tail mages….

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Levy adored her birthday.

It was always so nice to be spoiled rotten by her friends. Before she joined Fairy Tail, her birthday had never really been celebrated, and now every year without fair she was showered in gifts, everyone sang Happy Birthday to her, and they all ate cake.

Well….Erza ate most of it.

This particular birthday had been lovely so far, everyone brought books for her, some she already had but she planned to exchanged them as soon as she could, apart from Cana who brought her usual gag gift and Lu-Chan who had written her the most excellent story, and then they all drank and ate food and dance happily until it got way too late and it was time to crawl home or collapse on the guild floor.

All in all it was great.

Apart from two little things that bothered her.

The first was that Jet and Droy hadn't given her a present, now it wasn't a big deal, they had, after all, done so much for her….but it was unusual. And the weirdness of it niggled at her mind.

The second was that Gajeel was nowhere to be seen.

At all.

It kinda stung that he didn't bother to even make an appearance and wish her Happy Birthday.

Lips pursed, Levy entered her room with the full intention of burying her head into a pillow and screaming her frustration out. Stupid Gajeel! She thought darkly as she switched the light on, and then –

"EEK!" she squealed as she dropped her books to the ground. They landed with a great big thud. "Gajeel!" she cried out. "What are you doing here…..and naked?!"

"It was not my idea," Gajeel grumbled from the bed, "your little pets decided this would be an ideal birthday present for you. The ribbons were them being creepy sadistic fucks."

"Don't call my friends that!" Levy scolded him. "There's nothing creepy or sadistic about them and they're not pets."

"Whatever," Gajeel grunted, "are you going to unwrap me or what?"

Levy flushed. Gajeel, in all his muscle bound glory, was very much naked apart from the bow in his hair, the one round his neck, and his arms, and legs, and there was even one round his…..

Let's just say Gajeel was very much wrapped up as a present.

Summoning all of her Fairy Tail courage, and whatever was left over from all the alcohol Cana had tipped own her throat that night, Levy stride across the room confidently and sat herself on Gajeel's lap. Her fingers, shakily, undid the ribbon on his neck before she pressed her lips there, and then slowly, she trailed kisses upwards, along his jaw, before she captured his lips and he fought back, dominatingly as he was in everything else.

"Happy Birthday," Gajeel said mid-kiss, "those morons you like thought this would be a good present."

"Best present ever," Levy murmured against his lips, "well, apart from Cana's gift."

Gajeel pulled away and looked incredibly offended as Levy shifted in his lap and wrapped her arms round his neck. "What on earth could that drunkard have given you that's better than me?" he demanded furiously.

"Oh," Levy said with false innocence, her hand trailed down his broad shoulder, along his strong arm, "many things."

Clink.

Gajeel's eyes widened as he realised his was handcuffed to the bedpost.

"But this, was what Cana settle on of course," Levy smirked as she drank in the sight of Gajeel tied down and gift wrapped all for her. This was seriously becoming the best birthday she ever had. "Now shut up and let me enjoy my present."

"Gihihihihihi," Gajeel grinned, "gladly."