"Ooooh, Gajeeel," Levy moaned, her voice breathy and wavering as he pressed into her. "Don- don't stop…" Her back arched against his chest, her hands gripping the headboard of her bed as he braced himself, pausing to let her wetness encompass him before thrusting hard into her. She yelped, then let a low moan slip through gritted teeth. She could feel his hot breath ghosting over her bare back, sending thrills up her spine as he huffed. His lips would brush over her shoulders occasionally, and linger over a sensitive spot while he would hold still, letting her feel him throb deep inside her.

Then, he'd pull out just a little, causing her to gasp before rushing back in, his hips slapping against her butt loudly. And as he began to increase his speed, her moans grew louder, and she couldn't control the way her body thrashed and moved anymore. His hands were on her hips now, lifting them up to drive deeper and harder. When he hit that deep spot insider her, she couldn't help the shudder that wracked her body, her chest heaving from exertion. She was sure that she must be a mess by now, but didn't care as he slid his hands up from her hips to her breasts, cupping them as he lifted her upright. Her hands, now devoid of the headboard, reached blindly behind her to grasp his hair as he squeezed her gently, his fingers and thumbs pinching and rolling her nipples roughly.

She couldn't hold her voice in any longer, and cried out when he tugged on them, shaking her head wildly till he relaxed his hold and nuzzled his face into the crook of her shoulder and neck. She could barely make out his words, but could feel the world began to float around her when she realized what he was saying.

"Louder, Levy. Louder, so the guild knows what you sound like when I fuck you senseless," he groaned, lipping her earlobe and sucking hard. He gripped her breasts again, picking up his pace till her head fell back against his shoulder. She could barely comprehend anything anymore, other than the most wonderful heat coiling up in her loins. Her voice hitched an octave higher when one hand released her breast and traveled down her stomach to her nether region, his fingers tracing a teasing circle just above the split of her lips.

"I want them to know how pretty you sound when you come," he grunted, his voice becoming raspy. She whimpered, about to protest when finally, his fingers slid into her folds, slipping over her clit and tightening that coil even tighter. She thrashed, and let out a wild keen that made him jump before chuckling lowly. "That's my girl," he crooned, sliding his other arm to hold her as he bucked faster.

It was a dizzying spiral into ecstatic bliss from there for her. Being held left less room to control what little voice she had left, and the sensations of what he was doing finally broke the coil. She shivered, pulling on his hair and wailed his name, sobbing as waves of heat crashed over her, leaving her gulping for air as he finally tensed, keeping himself pressed inside her. She moaned as she felt his seed spill inside her, still shaking from her intense orgasm, and wilted against him, breathing deeply as he pulled out.

Still cradling her to his chest, he laid them down, pressing soft kisses in her hair and cuddling her. She huffed a little, then rolled over to face him, a pout on her lips.

"Louder, Gajeel?" she asked in a low voice. He blinked, and she tsked. "I thought we were trying to keep quiet here." She pursed her lips as he snorted bemusedly.

"Naah," he said, smooching her forehead affectionately. "Let 'em bitch, I like hearing ya scream my name."

She shivered suddenly; any reservation she had melted away as she felt a little nudge on her thigh. Her eyes opened wide, and her heart jumped as he pulled her closer, a devious look on his face.

"And trust me, Lev," he growled playfully. "Yer gonna be screamin my name a lot tonight."