He could practically hear her gulp from across the room, and smirked despite trying to pretend that he was oblivious to her ogling him.
Not that he wasn't proud of being the center of attention (he reveled in it, actually), but there was something rather special about her attention. There was just something so damn cute about the way she averted her eyes as soon as she had been caught staring at him, her cheeks turning that certain color of red that made it hard for him to think. But he supposed that it was his fault mainly; summers were brutal and he liked going shirtless most of the time. Thus, a prime target for dragon sighting.
He wondered if anyone else would notice, and subtly flexed his arms. He was half paying attention to Lily, his current conversation partner, and half to the little Script Mage who had suddenly snapped her eyes back to him.
Yup.
Definitely hooked.
He could barely hide the grin as he leaned a little away, trying to hide from her view. She angled her head, squinting to get a better glimpse. He hooked his thumbs in his belt loops, adopting a swagger that immediately had her heart thundering and her breath hitching. He could almost feel her eyes crawl down his torso to where his navel met coarse hair, then disappear under the heavy belt buckle keeping his pants up. He could just see her mind whirl, calculating how fast she'd be able to undo it and yank them down. Well, the joke would be on her; he'd reinforce it and weld it together till he chose to undo it himself.
But still, the thought of her tiny little fingers working furiously while her face would be flushed and determined was more than enough to trigger a little heat in his own cheeks. Especially in some dark corner of the guild, or in her favorite place, the library. There, he'd tease her all he'd want, laughing at her pouting lips before kissing them, turning her indignant huffs into gasps of pleasure.
She was biting her lip now as he slightly pushed his hips out, thumbs now hooked under the band. He nodded at something Lily said, losing focus as Levy licked her lips slightly. Her wet lips were stirring something hot and primal in him, and it was getting harder to hide the stiffness in his loins. An errant memory fluttered through his mind, making his act of bliss nearly impossible.
She had him on her bed in the middle of the night, completely disregarding the rules that Erza had put in place at Fairy Hills. It was secret, it was quiet, and it was the hottest night of sex they'd had to date. Her hot breath ghosted over his navel, joined by her tongue, lavishing all sorts of wonderful feelings on his skin. It was so damned hard not to howl in pleasure when she finally grasped his cock and wrapped her hands around him, followed by tiny, tentative little licks.
Damn. He suddenly couldn't stand just being watched by her anymore, wishing that he could just snatch her away and dive into the most sensitive parts of her.
He'd just have to find a place where they could let loose without the world knowing how often they made love.
