The library was thankfully empty tonight, quiet in most corners save one.
Levy huffed as she leaned against the bookshelf, biting back a loud moan as Gajeel gripped her hips, grinding against her sensitive crotch. He had teased her earlier, attempting to distract her from her research as his fingers slipped under the hem of her shirt, pressing heated fingers against her skin. He skimmed them up and cupped her ass, squeezing as he molded her flesh gently. She could feel the soft brush of his own arousal against her ass, straining as the fabric of his pants constrained him. The more he nudged up against her, the higher she lifted her ass, soft moans slipping from her lips as he pressed harder, rocking his hips as he teased her.
She couldn't hold back the soft cry as his fingers slipped under her panties, sliding between her soaked lips and circled her twitching button. She grasped the shelf for support as her body arched in response, and his other arm wrapped around her waist, assisting in supporting her. His finger began a maddening dance, pushing at her clit before swirling around it, slowly as he possibly could before dragging it to her core and pressing inside her, worming its way as deep as he could push it. She mewled as his finger wiggled then, twisting her insides as heat pooled around her core. She shuddered when another finger joined the first, barely able to hold back a keen as the hand that supported her found its way under her shirt, slithering up her stomach to tug at her bra. Her nails dug into the wood as his fingers found her nipple, and pressed it gently before pinching it suddenly, almost painfully. Her head leaned back as he pulled his fingers out of her, sliding over her clit and twitched it gently.
"Ah! Gajeeeel," she gasped, moaning as her body began to buck as his administrations intensified. She could hear him groan; he was nearly at the limit of his control. That was fine with her, she vaguely mused, huffing as her body stiffened. His fingers slipped back into her, twisting as he began to pump them in her, building her climax as she started thrashing.
His own cock was demanding attention, but he wasn't one to leave anything half assed, especially his girl. And he liked her right where she was right now as well, bent over and ready for his cock. She was so wet he'd have to replace her panites for her, but not before claiming them as his prize. She dripped as she shivered, her breath erratic as her body hitched, feeling the first throes of her orgasm. Suddenly, her chest heaved, and she keened as her hips bucked wildly, her muscles clamping around his dancing fingers. He grinned wolfishly, panting as the tang of her scent invaded his nose. He pulled out of her now, catching her as her shuddering body wilted, jerking as she gasped from exertion. 'So much for being quiet in the library,' he thought wryly. He chuckled as she leaned back against him, reaching for his jacket to cling to.
"Was it good today, Lev?" He purred, nuzzling her neck with his face. And promptly froze when her hand wandered to his hardened member. She brushed her fingers over him, then cupped his growing erection, squeezing gently. He groaned, leaning over as she giggled breathlessly, still tingly from her own climax.
"It was very good, Gajeel," she murmured, withdrawing her hand to grasp the bookshelf again. Her hips bucked up against his crotch, and twitched when he rolled his bulge into her tender center. "But god do I want you more than ever."
With that, the last vestige of his control disappeared. He growled as he fumbled with his belt, loosening his pants enough to slip his cock out, ready to take her. "I'll give you one minute to put up a silence spell," he grunted, sliding his head between her thighs, eliciting a moan from her. "Cause once I start, you're going to scream."
"Is that a promise?" She asked, her fingers starting the spiel of runes needed.
"You bet yer ass it is," he grunted, grasping her hips and rocking against her.
"Good," she sighed, flicking her fingers up, then reached to grasp the shelf again.