"This has got to be the worst day ever," Levy whimpered, scrubbing her fists over her puffy eyes. Gajeel huffed, refusing to say anything as he handed her his phone, already ringing a rather familiar number. She lifted it to her ear, gulping as he settled back between her legs, staying as still as possible. It was hysterical how the situation happened, but she had a feeling that it would be a very, very long time before either would be laughing about it.
"What is it this time, brat?" The course voice crackled out of the speaker, already irritated at being disturbed. Levy took a deep breath, blushing deeply as she managed to open her mouth, her voice squeaking in horrible embarrassment.
"Uh, Porlyusica? It's Levy, and uh, we need your help..." She mumbled. There was a pause, and Levy could just picture the confusion that played out on the old woman's face. She couldn't blame her, really, it would've thrown her for a loop too. She could hear the tell tale "ahem" before the doctor sighed, obviously in the middle of placing her hand over her face.
"Do I really want to know?" She asked, and Levy felt her heart thump in mild panic. They had to be fixed before they continued on their way, and at the moment, Porlyusica was the only person Gajeel (and now Levy) trusted to help out with any injuries. But this was on another scale. She winced as she felt him shift, and she pressed her legs together, holding back a whine of discomfort as he glared at her, gripping her hips in retaliation.
"No, but there's no one else, so please?" She put on her best puppy voice, hoping that it would work as well as her eyes usually did. Gajeel grumbled, trying to avert his eyes but failing. She could feel him trying not to gulp, keeping his tongue firmly pressed to where it had gotten caught on her clit ring. She had surprised him with the decision to get the piercing, having heard sex felt better with a clit piercing than it normally did. And it had, once she was finally able to get past the first few weeks of discomfort and adjusting to the little metal ring. He'd surprised her just as much when she felt the little ball in his tongue glide around her own tongue, chuckling as he showed her his new piercing. And it was just as intense as she'd hoped, nearly screaming as he rolled his tongue over her clit, driving her mad with ecstasy and pleasure.
That ended the second his piercing caught on hers, painfully pulling on her till she was in tears. He mumbled, panic in his eye turning to guilt as he tried maneuvering his tongue around in order to free himself. When it failed, and she started hiccuping, he frantically reached for his phone, blindly grabbing at it and thumbing for Porlyusica's number. Now, all he had to hope for was that the old bat would be kind enough to help them and not gossip about this hideously embarrassing event. His ears pricked up when he heard the deep sigh from the other end of the line, then a begrudging grumble.
"Fine," her voice crackled, reluctantly accepting the pleas of the script mage. "But I expect some heavy pay if it's a stupid thing like a paper cut." Levy's eyes bulged, and her face seemed to explode with color as she muttered her thanks and hung up. Handing the phone back, she nibbled her lip as tears threatened to spill over her cheeks.
"Well, I guess I'm not getting another piercing down there again," she moaned. Gajeel made a disagreeable grunt, poking her sides as he frowned at her. He liked her piercing, and that she'd been brave enough to get it and surprise him with it. Oh, how he wanted to comfort her and reassure her, and figured he'd thank her with a surprise of his own.
"I hope we have enough to buy her silence..." Levy muttered, and Gajeel wholeheartedly agreed, not looking forward to the eventual arrival of the grumpy doctor.