Chapter 10

Laxus closed the door behind them.

The room was quiet. The hallway was silent. Not a single sound was made that the two could hear. Laxus places his lips, softly, on Gajeel's head and carried him through the room to his bedroom. He pushed the door open with his foot, quietly, and gently placed Gajeel on the bed before going back to close the door. He turned on the lamp and rested beside Gajeel. They looked into each other's eyes. Gajeel bit his lip, and turned away.

The clock read 11:18pm. The window had been closed and the blinds covered them, so the room had only been lit by the lamp. He felt a hand reach and slowly grab at his hips, pulling him over. Gajeel shuddered as that same hand caressed his face while another on his stomach. He felt the man behind him breathe on his neck.

"Laxus?"

Gajeel was pulled up and rested on top of Laxus. His eyes were wide open. Laxus grinned, putting a hand through his hair and watching him shudder and bite his lip again. "Why don't you sit up?" He offered.

Hesitant, Gajeel sat up, brushing long strands of hair out of his face and avoiding eye contact with the man below him. He blushed as he realized he was now sitting on the man's crotch region. Gajeel looked up at him, "What are... you doing to me?"

Grinning, Laxus responded, "What do you want me to do to you?"

Gajeel's blush grew an even deeper red. He felt as though he couldn't breathe. Laxus sat up and pushed himself against the bedframe. Gajeel watched as he removed his shirt and tossed it aside. Laxus held Gajeel's chin and pulled him over for a kiss. His lips were warm and sweet; he must've eaten taffy before now. He broke the kiss and watched Gajeel tremble.

"Do you want more?" Laxus whispered in his ear. Gajeel gulped and nodded before Laxus nipped at his ear. Gajeel gasped quietly while Laxus trailed his lips down to his neck, and above his chest. He looked up to see the smaller man tremble as he held a hand to his mouth. Laxus pulled up Gajeel's shirt and kissed and played with his nipples. Gajeel's gasps grew louder and into soft moans. Pleased, Laxus pulled off the other's shirt. He held Gajeel's hand and kissed it, "Are you alright?" he asked.

Gajeel nodded. Laxus smiled, "Lets just enjoy our alone time while we have it, Gajeel."

Nodding, Gajeel leaned in and rested on Laxus' shoulder while the other undid his partner's pants. He pulled them down slowly and let Gajeel climb out. Laxus tossed them aside and grabbed at Gajeel's ass, gently squeezing and listening as Gajeel moaned over the sensation. He pulled down the underwear and kept squeezing, and later began kissing Gajeel's neck. Laxus pulled the underwear off, "Sit up, Gajeel," he said.

"I know what to do," Gajeel grunted, sitting up and undoing his partner's pants. He pulled them down and revealed Laxus' covered member, which slowly hardened as he'd stroked it slowly. Gajeel pulled it out of the fly of his boxers and continued stroking until it stood, hard. His breathing grew heavy, "S-should I?" he asked, awkwardly.

Laxus chuckled, "Whatever, man." He reached an arm out for Gajeel's head and rubbed his hand through his hair again, moving it from his face. Gajeel's breathing was warm, his lips lightly touching the tip of Laxus' member. He licked and sucked on the tip, eventually going down halfway. He immediately came up, gasping for air.

"Take your time," Laxus reassured. Gajeel nodded and kissed the tip once more. He bobbed his head slowly sucking off Laxus' member and making him shudder, "You're so good," he said, grunting as Gajeel went down further. He gagged and pulled himself back up for air, stroking Laxus' member. Laxus moaned and grabbed Gajeel by the hair and letting him suck him off. He licked and kissed his cock, playing with his balls with his fingers and going back down.

"Fuck yeah," Laxus uttered as the wet sensation made him shiver, "Keep going."

Doing as he was told, he went deeper and deeper, almost making Laxus scream, until he'd coughed out cum and spit it on his partners member. "You done...already?" he breathed.

"N-nah," Laxus answered, "L-lets move on."

Gajeel nodded and licked the other's member clean before being pulled on top of the other. He gazed at Laxus with droopy eyes and a wet, drooling mouth. He looked delicious; Laxus nipped at his chest once more and moved his cock under Gajeel, placing it above his opening.

"B-be slow," Gajeel said, gasping for air.

"Y-eah" Laxus stuttered, pushing Gajeel down until the tip slipped through. He grunted, "You just gonna rely on...on my own fucking spit?"

"I really didn't see this coming," he sighed before pushing Gajeel halfway. Gajeel moaned loudly in both pain and pleasure. Laxus looked up to see him biting his lip. He pulled his head down slightly to kiss his cheek, "You alright?" he asked, pulling him back up.

"Hnn...yeah," Gajeel responded. His breath was so warm, Laxus couldn't resist a kiss. His lips were so wet and soft. He kept kissing Gajeel and pushing him down halfway, pulling him back up and pushing him back down. Laxus let a tongue slip through Gajeel's lips and play with the other.

"Ah, aha…"

"Stay quiet," Laxus whispered, "Stay quiet."

"Mnn, hah…..mhaa…"

He moved him faster. Gajeel moved his hand to stroke his own member while his other held on to Laxus. Gajeel was eventually pushed all the way down, moaning louder as a sweet spot was hit.

"Shh," Laxus put a finger to his mouth, "Just...s-stay quiet."

"Yeah, haah, aah-" Gajeel stroked himself harder as he was fucked harder. He was moved to the bed and Laxus moved on top of him. He spread Gajeel's legs and rested them on his shoulders, placing his member through his hole again. He grabbed Gajeels legs and held them as he thrusted into him, this time roughly. Gajeel grabbed at the bed, turning his head and biting at the pillow to keep from screaming.

"Oh, yeah, just like that," Laxus said while thrusting over and over, in and out of Gajeel as he moaned for more pleasure. Laxus rested one of Gajeels legs back on the bed, and used his now free hand to stroke Gajeel's throbbing cock. Their faces were flushed red and and their breaths grew warmer with the intense heat. Finally, Gajeel released, and soon Laxus. Gajeel panted, releasing the pillow sheet from his mouth. Laxus dropped his other leg and stood from the bed, dropping his pants to the floor.

"Move over," he said, wrapping Gajeel in the blanket as he rolled him to the other side of the bed. He joined the other for rest, "You okay?"

"Mm hmm," he responded, falling asleep fast. Laxus wrapped his arms around the other and soon fell asleep with him. "Good," he mumbled, nuzzling the other sleeping form.

Laxus arose the next morning to find Gajeel missing. He yawned and scratched his head, "Gajeel?" he called. There was no response, and, worried, he stood up and searched around the hotel room. The space felt smaller than usual, and...looked smaller than usual. He opened the bathroom door to find a rather horrific mess on the floor.

Bottles of beer had been smashed and glass scattered all over the floor. There was blood, and vomit. Laxus felt nauseous and tripped slamming the door, landing on the hardwood floor. "Shit, shit, shit," he repeated as he ran outside the room.

The hallway was much more narrow than he'd recalled. It looked like it shrank towards the end, and his vision was shaky. Laxus felt dizzy. As he ran down, the hallway darkened and he could eventually see absolutely nothing but a door. A white door, so bright in fact it appeared to glow. The door handle was sparkling gold, and shined bright; he had to open the door.

What the fuck is going on?

"Gajeel where the hell are you…?" he muttered, looking around the surrounding darkness. Laxus turned back around and, desperate, opened the door.

There he was.

Gajeel. He was floating. His long hair flowed as he floated in nothingness. He looked magnificent, innocent he must admit, but why? Laxus stepped in the room, only to be lifted up by what felt like water. Was that was this was? Is this water or air? What is going on?

As Laxus reached Gajeel and lightly caressed his cheek, he opened his eyes. They fluttered. His skin was cold and his stare was blank. Gajeel looked dead. Laxus bounced back at the feeling, but soon cupped his chin in his large hands. Something was wrong, but he couldn't speak.

Why the fuck can't he speak?

"Laxus? What the hell're you doing?"

"What…?"

Gajeel rested below him, wrapped up in the blanket staring at him as if he'd grown a third eye. Laxus, blushing, threw himself off of the other and accidentally landed on the floor. Gajeel sat up and pulled the blanket off of him, revealing his naked body.

"Ah, shit, that's right," Gajeel said, recalling the events of last night, "That's...right."

They both stared at each other, awkwardly. That happened last night They just agreed to having sex with each other. Their faces grew red and they looked away from each other.

"I'm...gonna shower," Laxus said as he headed for the bathroom, refusing to make eye contact with Gajeel.

"Y-yeah," Gajeel responded, keeping his head turned. He felt embarrassed, ashamed, yet pleased. Very pleased. Satisfied by every touch Laxus left on him. He felt as though he could still taste Laxus' lips; as if he could feel his lips on his own right now...but he felt ashamed. Somehow, what he'd just done was wrong.

Not wanting to think about that, Gajeel stood, pulling his underwear back on and rushed to the small kitchen, grabbing a beer bottle from the fridge. He sat on the couch and downed the bottle, sighing. "Fine," he grunted as he sat. Laxus exited the shower covered only with a bath towel and a toothbrush in his mouth.

"What's up?" he greeted Gajeel, who only grunted in response. Teasingly, Laxus flicked water from his hand to Gajeel's face.

"What the hell?" Gajeel jolted up, "Fucking dry our hands asshole!"

Laxus laughed, running across the room, holding on to his towel into the kitchen for a water bottle, "Drinking alcohol? In the morning?" he questioned Gajeel, sarcastically, "Tsk, tsk, Gajeel. Shame on you."

"Oh shut the fuck up, Laxus," He responded before finishing off his drink and handing Laxus the bottle. "So...what now?"

"...I...I dunno," Laxus scratched his head, "Should we ...go to the beach again?"

"Sure, yeah," Gajeel stood from his seat and stretched, heading for the bathroom.

"Just the two of us, for a whole day, huh…" Gajeel muttered to himself. He really didn't want to think about what happened last night, but being alone with the man wasn't helping. This wasn't supposed to happen at all. He was just supposed to move in, get a job, start a new life; not have sex with his fucking roommate! That's all they were supposed to be right? Just...roommates.

That sounded lonely. He'd already admitted to loving him, after all. Why stop now? Gajeel turned on the showerhead and undressed, stepping in and lathering his body with a lavender soap bar.

Meanwhile, Laxus had pulled on a pair of shorts and thrown himself on the couch. "Fuckin' crazy," he said holding his head as he remembered the dream he had, "Makes no fuckin' sense…what even was that?" Laxus took a sip of his half full bottle of water. In that dream, Gajeel looked so...so dead. Why was that? "Probably just some bullshit nightmare…"

Laxus held a hand to his face; It got hot really fast. As Gajeel exited the bathroom, now dressed, Laxus stood up, "You wanna improve your tan?" He flirted. Gajeel wrapped his hands around his body, huffing. Amused, Laxus lifted Gajeel's shirt to reveal the tanlines between his stomach and his crotch.

"Fuck off!" Gajeel shouted, pushing him away, much to Laxus' amusement. Laxus grabbed a white t-shirt and pushed him along. "Go get out beach towels," he instructed, "and hurry the hell up, I'm ready to go."

He pulled on the shirt and took out a pair of shades, placing them over his head. Gajeel walked out of the bedroom holding two beach towels and a chair. "Yer' gonna make me carry all this by myself?"

"Yes, but if you want, you can hold that, and I'll carry you?"

"...No," Gajeel denied, walking towards the door. Smiling, Laxus followed him to the elevator. The two would be alone for a whole day. A whole day. This sounded promising to the both, though, somehow, they still felt like it would all backfire horribly. Laxus wanted to make the most of it.

They rested their towels on the sand. The beach today had less people than yesterday. The air was so warm and bought in the scent of the ocean. Gajeel sat down on his towel and brushed hair from his face, watching as Laxus did the same. They gave each other a look.

"Don't let me sleep for too long," Gajeel said. Laxus nodded in response, and the two rested back onto their towels. Laxus pulled out a waterbottle and a magazine, and rolled over onto his stomach to read. Various women in all sorts of bikinis decorated the pages. One woman in particular wore a very small, blue bikini that barely covered her breasts, with white frills and stripes. Her hair was long and red, curly and tied up with a blue bow. She sat in the sand with a large beach ball by her side and a sunhat in her hand. She waved it in the air, smiling. Laxus only raised an eyebrow before turning the page.

The next page showed three girls; each in red bikinis and holding water guns. The one standing in the middle was shorter, and had her hair pinned up, while the other taller girls had their hair down. They looked related but that could also have been makeup. Handing no outward reaction to the girls, Laxus turned the page.

A young, white-haired girl sat in a yellow, frilly bandeau bikini sat on a rock being splashed by the waves of the ocean. Mirajane Strauss, posing cross legged on the rock and waving into the camera. Her soft grin made Laxus' eyebrow rise. She looked nice, as she always did, but right now, she looked nice nice. Nonetheless, he turned to the final page, which was an ad featuring their calendars.

Gajeel awoke just minutes later, and turned to the other, who pulled out another magazine. He looked down at his own body to see that he'd tan fairly well, and turned over to rest on his stomach. "If y' really wanna look at chicks in bikinis, look up." he said as he turned over.

"Shut up," Laxus laughed, patting his back, "Go even your tan somewhere else if you're so annoyed."

"Mnn," Gajeel grumbled before falling back to sleep.

The next few minutes were quiet. Laxus flipped through two magazines and falling asleep himself. Gajeel awoke, standing and brushing sand off of his legs. He looked at the figure below him, snoring loudly. "No one wants to hear that," he mumbled as he sat back down, poking the other, "Yo, Laxus."

"Oi," Laxus sat up, wiping drool off his cheek and looking at Gajeel, "What? You done?"

"Uh huh," He nodded. Laxus looked at Gajeel's darkened skin, grinning, and reaching for his trunks, "Lets see those tan lines," He flirted.

"Oh- no!" Gajeel yelped, pushing him away, "Do you have to...ugh," He groaned and sat back down, grabbing one of the magazines and smacking him with it. Laxus turned his body to face Gajeel and leaned in, pecking his neck.

"You should show me later then," he whispered, making Gajeel shudder. He was pushed the way once more. Gajeel covered his face, "you're...just gonna do this all the time ain't you…"

"Only when we're alone, I promise," Laxus said, patting his back. Though, being alone became rather boring and uneventful fast. The others were still dealing with Bixlow and Elfman's illnesses. The beach was almost totally empty, and the only sounds they heard were the seagulls and the ocean waves. Laxus scooched over, unbeknownst to Gajeel, and leaned in once more, kissing his cheek. Gajeel yelped again in surprise, but held still as his wrists were grabbed. Gajeel was pulled in for a kiss. He moved to sit on Laxus' lap, letting him touch his tanned chest. His lips moved around his neck and chest before letting go.

"You're crazy," he said.

"You kissed me," Gajeel responded, moving from his lap.

Laxus wanted him more. Their night alone made Gajeel more irresistible, and he wanted it all again. He remembered his face as he trusted into him, and wanted to see it again. Gajeel brushed hair from his face.

"You want to go back in?"

"...I do," Gajeel nodded. Laxus wrapped their towels and grabbed his magazines. They walked back to their hotel room.

A/N: So this chapter got a bit long (for me, at least) so I'm just gonna stop here. Hopefully I'll be motivated to write more of this later. Also sorry for not updating as often as I used to. ; v; Thanks for reading!