Chapter 75

Levy fidgeted slightly as she sat next to Gajeel, wearing the dress suit he had bought her months ago. She still wasn't used to these meetings, and she'd only been to one since he'd become the Don. She found it interesting to see how he interacted with the rest of the family. To her, he was her husband. That's all she really saw. But to everyone else, he was a dangerous, powerful, intimidating man. He gave off an air of 'respect me or die,' and there were many people who feared him. Even the council members who had been there a very long time... they treated him with the highest respect and were very cautious about how they approached him.

It didn't help that Gajeel's 'work mode,' as she called it, was very cold and stern. Very few people had the privilege of seeing him relaxed in any way. His father and Makarov were the only ones, aside from Levy of course, in the room right now to ever see Gajeel not in work mode. Gray and Natsu and their wives got to, only because they knew each other so well and for so long. Lily did because he was always around Levy and because he was actually considered a good friend to Gajeel. Bixlow did, but he was an old friend and it was honestly hard to be anything but amused around the artist. That was nine people, including Levy. Nine people out of a family with a couple hundred members.

It was rare for Levy to see Gajeel in work mode these days, mostly because she was working. When she was off, she tended to give her husband space to let him work. She had noticed that his work mode since becoming Don was quite different than it had been before. Before, he'd been cold and cruel, yes, but more expressive. He would grin, laugh, get angry, and do whatever he needed to do to intimidate people and do his job. These days, he was cold and calculating. He was intimidating, still, but it was a different kind of intimidation. This was a man with the power to end a life with a single order or a snap of his fingers, and his cold, calm demeanor about it just made him even more terrifying. Even Levy would admit, Gajeel was a very scary man sometimes, even to her. She was beyond glad she only ever really saw his 'husband' side.

But surely being so cold and harsh wore down on him. She worried about him sometimes. He's been getting more headaches as of late, and complained of stiffness in his neck. Most nights he came back to the room and was too exhausted to do much more than sleep. She knew he was stressed.

He tried to hide it from her, putting on smiles around her and trying to be playful or teasing when they were alone, but she knew his work was stressful. She didn't call him out on it, however, because she knew he needed to relax and teasing her and playing around with her was relaxing to him. Their weekly dinner dates, too, were relaxing for him. He got away from the mansion and away from work. But it still wasn't enough. Levy knew too well how too much stress could cause problems. She'd experienced it, herself, before she met him, when she was working almost sixty hours a week and getting little to no sleep.

While the rest of the council was talking among themselves, Levy was worrying over her husband and trying to think of a way to help him. She snapped out of it when the room suddenly went quiet. The meeting was starting.

It was boring, like always. A bunch of business jargon she barely understood. Talks of taking over another company, talks of a company about to go under, financial stuff, legal stuff, etc, etc. Then, like a light switch, the topic turned to shadier stuff. Who wasn't paying protection money, a couple of family members got arrested this week, there's a new drug ring trying to move into their territory, some new recruits needed training, and all that kind of stuff.

Levy paid attention to the goings-on of the family as much as she could. She wanted to be informed and be supportive of her husband. She didn't want to embarrass him. While she didn't necessarily want to be too involved, especially in shadier stuff, she did want to help the family if she could. Gajeel appreciated her effort, appreciated that she was trying to be a good Don's wife. Just her trying showed the whole family that she cared, and the family already thought she was doing really great.

"Onto more serious business," Gajeel's voice had all eyes looking to him as he produced an opened manila envelope from his interior coat pocket. He pulled several documents from it and laid it out on the table. Levy was close enough to see it, and her eyes widened. "These are police reports, compliments of Chief Scarlet." Gajeel told the council firmly. "Murders. Every victim is a young female, and each one has been killed the exact same way."

"So... Magnolia has a serial killer again. Why should we be concerned?" a random councilman asked, earning a firm stare from Gajeel.

"Because every single victim was under our protection. They're wives and daughters of business owners that pay us protection money." He explained to them, earning a couple of wide eyes as understanding filled them. "Scarlet has told me that they are having trouble catching this guy... and he's gradually working his way through our people, aiming for bigger targets. This is our city and these are our people. We're not going to let someone just waltz in here and do as they please!" This earned several nods and words of agreement.

"So what's the plan, Boss?" Natsu asked, sitting next to his father. He was slowly, but surely, being trained to take over for his father in a few years, and had been sitting in on meetings more often.

"First and foremost... we need to protect our own." Gajeel said firmly. "I'm raising the security level to level 4. Spread word down through the ranks to be cautious, and tell everyone to keep a close eye on their wives and daughters. Don't let them go out at night or alone." The council members nodded, writing down what they should do. "I'm assigning Gildarts and Igneel to this. Your men know the streets best, and you can work closely with Scarlet without raising suspicion."

Every first-responder, law enforcer, and lawyer in the city that was part of Fairy Tail reported to Gildarts, and Igneel covered the, er, shadier stuff. Protection money, drug dealers, small-time criminals. His men were the ones taking care of these things. As such, they were on the streets a lot and were used to tracking down targets. Igneel and Gildarts were old friends, too, and worked well together. Working with Erza, Gajeel had no doubt they'd catch this guy.

He wanted this guy's head. He dared to attack his family. What's more, he was only going after women! Shit, Gajeel didn't know if he could handle it if he targeted Levy. And just thinking of his daughter, though unborn she may be, brought protective instincts to the surface. There would be hell to pay if his baby girl was ever hurt.

"That's all for now. Gildarts, Igneel, I want daily reports. The rest of you know what to do. Yer dismissed." Gajeel finally said, sitting back in his chair. The room cleared out after that, but Natsu stayed behind.

"Um, boss, wanted to ask something." Natsu approached the Don cautiously. He raised a studded brow at Natsu and gestured for him to go on. "I'm... worried about Lucy, the baby, and Kasai with this guy out and about." The pink-haired man admitted, scratching the back of his head. "Was wondering... if she could stay at the mansion until this guy's caught?"

"Don't see why not." Gajeel sighed softly, glancing at his wife. He was worried about her, too, and he knew they'd be having a talk about this later. She needed to go on leave soon, anyways, because she was starting to show. It helped that she was carrying small, for someone in their nineteenth week. Her bump was small enough now that she just looked like she'd gained a bit of weight. Soon, baggy clothes and a doctor's coat weren't going to be enough to conceal her pregnancy... and they needed to keep her pregnancy a secret as long as they could. But he'd discuss it with her later. "Yer welcome to one of the guest rooms. Tell Gray he is, too, with Juvia and their kid."

"Thanks, boss. This means a lot." Natsu smiled. Gajeel just nodded and waved him away. He looked to his wife again when they were alone.

"I have a little paperwork left, shrimp, then we can get some dinner. Come with?" he asked gently, earning a small nod. He stood and helped her to her feet, and they were soon heading to his office.

Levy watched Gajeel go through his documents at his desk. His work mode was halfway turned off. He was more relaxed, since he was only around her, but he was still focused on getting these documents reviewed and signed. He was nearly done, and had even taken off his jacket and loosened his tie in preparation to leave.

He was so focused on one document that Levy's hands on his shoulders actually made him jump. He looked behind him to see that she'd moved to stand behind his office chair. She bit her lip in an attempt not to giggle at having startled him, and she reached over the chair to start rubbing at his shoulders.

"Shrimp, ya know better than to sneak up on me." Gajeel huffed softly, but did not make a single attempt to stop her from the very nice shoulder rub she was currently giving him.

"I walked right in front of you. Not my fault you didn't pay attention." she giggled quietly, making him huff a bit as he realized she was right. He'd been dropping his guard more often in his office, apparently. He'd have to work on that. Levy moved around to stand in front of him for a better angle. It was hard to reach over his chair with as short as she was. He let her, setting his work down and leaning into the massage with a happy groan.

"Dammit, shrimp, those are magic fingers." he said as he leaned his head against her chest, which was right in front of him. She giggled at this and applied more pressure, working out the many knots she found in his broad shoulders. Then she moved up to his neck and snickered when she heard him curse at how good it felt. By the time she worked her hands up to his head, he had pulled her down to straddle his lap. The skirt of her dress ended up pushed to her hips to accommodate, and Gajeel found himself palming her wonderful ass as he held her to him. His head was by her neck now, and he placed soft kisses up her neck to her temple as she finished the massage. "Thank you. Fuck, that felt good." he sighed into her hair. Levy just giggled.

"I'm not done." her voice was light and teasing, and he felt her fingers fiddling with the buttons of his shirt. She opened his shirt enough to get her hands inside, and she trailed those small hands of hers up his chest and over his shoulders. He groaned as she started massaging his shoulders again, this time without the shirt in the way. "You've been so stressed lately, Gajeel. It's not good for you." she told her husband quietly as she worked her magic. "You should really do something to relax." The way her voice dropped and her body pressed against him was a very good tip on how she thought he could alleviate this stress. Gajeel lightly bit her neck with a low groan, obviously catching on.

***Lemon***

A half-second later, Levy found herself laid back on his desk, her husband towering over her with a hungry grin. "Don't gotta twist my arm, shrimp." he chuckled, leaning down to capture her lips in a searing kiss. Levy hummed happily against his lips as he pressed against her, caging her to the desk with his large form. She buried her hands in his hair as he kissed her deeply, hungrily. She could feel his hardness against her leg, straining against his trousers, and she happily reached down to free him. He groaned loudly as he felt her hands surround him. But then he suddenly pulled away from her with a muttered curse, leaving her utterly confused as she lay sprawled out on his desk.

"Gajeel, what's wrong?" she asked, worried she might have hurt him somehow. She knew zippers were the terror of male genitals, but she was fairly certain she hadn't gotten him caught or anything. Gajeel was panting as he stood by the desk, gripping the edge of it tightly and looking like he was in pain.

"Fuck, shrimp, I can't... I can't be gentle or slow right now. Let's... let's stop." he panted out, really trying to restrain himself from just taking her wildly like he used to.

"Gajeel, I'm laying on your desk, for crying out loud. If you were slow or gentle it would kind of defy the point." she told him, amusement in her voice as she had an idea of what the problem was. There was only one reason she could think of, after all.

"The... the baby, shrimp." he reminded her firmly. "Fuck, Levy, the last thing I wanna do is hurt the baby."

"You won't." she giggled as her suspicion was confirmed. She sat up just enough to reach his tie, and she quickly pulled him back down onto her, making him catch himself on the desk before he fell on her. His eyes filled with lust at the surprisingly bold move and she smiled, keeping a firm hold on his tie. "Gajeel, I'm pregnant, but I'm not some glass doll all of a sudden. Trust me, the baby will be fine. But I want you to fuck me. Right. Now." She demanded, tugging on his tie for emphasis. He openly groaned at the order, and he gave her a wicked grin.

"Yes, ma'am." he grinned, leaning down to kiss her hungrily again. She mewled happily at feeling his fingers rub against her through her panties. "Conniving little shrimp, using my stress to yer advantage." he growled in amusement against her lips upon feeling just how soaked her panties were. She wanted this perhaps more than he did, and she was using his stress to get what she wanted. She gasped cutely against his mouth as he pulled her panties aside and pushed a finger into her. He elicited a sweet keen from her as he pumped it in and out a few times.

"Gajeel, don't tease me." She whined when he took his finger away from her after only a minute. He grinned down at her and replaced his finger with something much bigger.

Levy cried out happily as he filled her with one quick thrust, gripping his tie tightly with one hand while her other hand held tightly to the front of his shirt. Gajeel set a fast, rough pace, grabbing her roughly by the hips as he slammed into her. He busied his mouth by biting and sucking roughly at her neck, while she clung to him for dear life, gasping and moaning in bliss as he gave it to her exactly how she wanted it: hard and fast.

Mavis, Gajeel had been nothing but gentle with her since learning about the baby. He was worried he might hurt her or the baby. It was sweet, yes, but so very annoying because Levy loved it when he took her roughly. The baby would be fine, and Levy would tell him if anything started to hurt, obviously. But he kept to the same gentle routine and it was driving her crazy. Right now she was getting exactly what she wanted and she was absolutely loving it.

Gajeel's lips muffled the scream that escaped her when she hit her end suddenly and intensely. Her husband groaned, feeling her tighten around him. A few pumps later found him reaching his end, too. He buried his face in her shoulder with a low moan, feeling every muscle in his body tighten and then relax. The stress of the past few weeks left him and he struggled not to collapse on his pregnant little wife. He did smirk, however, at feeling her legs trembling around his waist. Seeing his wife looking utterly dazed and still shaking from aftershocks of her pleasure turned his smirk into a grin.

"I see a well-fucked shrimp." he hummed in amusement as he stared down at her. She didn't even warrant that with a response, just let out a soft mewl as she felt his cock twitch inside of her. She gasped so cutely as he pulled from her warmth. He zipped up his pants quickly before pulling her into his arms and sitting back in his chair with her, smiling as she leaned against him with a content sigh. "I think you relaxed more than I did."

"Maybe." she giggled quietly in agreement, glancing up at him with a cute blush. "But you are relaxed now... right?"

"Very." he sighed happily. They stayed that way for a while, a comfortable silence falling over them. And then Levy squeaked cutely upon feeling her husband's hands grabbing her ass again. She turned surprised eyes to him, only to find him giving her a wicked grin. "Oh, I'm not done with you, shrimp. Got a few more kinks to work out, here. Gihi."

Hi guys! Posting early again cause I work all day today and tomorrow. Anyways, here is a lemon for you hope you liked it!

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-Nerdy12