It's 3:30 AM at August 3th for me, so I'm going to post the new shot. That one is for Invidia, the sin of envy, or, in our case - more like jealousy. Maybe I forgot to say it before, but I guess the summary had told you... Gajeel is the one who commit the sins. Levy can be affected by them, but not so much.

As for this particular shot, I have very fun while writing it. The AU setting is going to be used in one of my up-coming fics, with the title "The moon's light". Werewolves, yeah. They're both are... It's four years after they got together, so assume they know each other very well. If you have any questions, put them as review and I'll answer them in the tomorrow's AN or send them on PM.

Remember you can vote this shot as the one who I'll make in Gajeel's POV. I'm sure it would be fun, Gihihi... Should I make poll for that?

Word Count: 2,253

Warning: Foul language, dorky jealous Gajeel, Twin Paradox Slayers Theory (I'm tpst trash, sorry not sorry), female dominance (yeah!), sexual contents, mommy Levy

Levy thought it was idiotic. How… how?

In her life, she had enough of Gajeel's jealousy, even if they were together for like… four years by now? After having such an amazing man - not like she would tell him she thinks he's amazing - you literally forget how much time passed, you only care about how the time passed.

But this was ridiculous.

Even from the start, Mirajane had told her it will be normal for Gajeel to get jealous about other people. At first she thought it was funny. He growled every time a man - or woman, it wasn't big difference - looked at her, glared and, the possessive man, wrapped one arm around her waist. Few times he even kissed her, as they were walking.

After the first year or so, Levy got used to his very big sense of possessiveness. She learned to not care when her mate suddenly started to growl at a stranger, or, if he glared very badly, to kiss his cheek.

But that now just passed the line.

The female werewolf put her three-month baby in his little bed and sighed, brushing one sky blue locks behind her ear. After the birth of her son and the other three kids, their alphas decided it would be best for the children if the pack stopped in one place until they're old enough to move.

He looked so much like his father - that was the first though in Levy's mind every time she saw Rogue. The same raven black hair and the same crimson red eyes. But, aside from that, he had her delicate pale skin. And her mind, she liked to add, because, for his three months, Rogue was smart.

"Are you done with him, Shortstuff?"

The bluenette turned her head and smiled slightly at the man resting his back on the wall. She gave her already asleep son one last, but full with love look and walked out of the room, followed by her mate.

"Now I'm done" Levy said and smiled at the man. "Gajeel, I think we need to talk about something very important."

He raised an eyebrow and opened their own bedroom's door. Levy followed him in and closed it behind them.

"Sit on the bed" she commanded.

Gajeel smirked at her and obeyed her. She kept her face emotionless, walked to him and sit on his lap, straddling his hips.

"Does my She-wolf have a fun idea?" He asked and caressed her side, but she slapped his hand away.

"Your She-wolf think it's silly to be jealous of how much time she spends with your son, Gajeel. Rogue is my son and it's normal for me to want to spend time with him. I know you love me, I love you too, but that's… that's just wrong."

He sighed and ran his fingers over her arm, slowly caressing her skin.

"I know, I know… I just can't not do it. I really love you, and you know I don't like when another man is around you. With Rogue… It's different with him." He leaned forward and brushed his lips over her. "You're mine, remember?"

"I remember" she whispered back and wrapped her hands around his neck. Their lips brushed again. "But now I'm a mother and our son needs me."

"I know." His hands wrapped around her waist and he pulled her closer, his hot breath caressed her skin. "But now I need you too, and I need you more than anything."

She smiled at him and slid her fingers on his face, looking right at his eyes. Slightly, she tilted her head so her lips touched his right ear.

"I can be yours now, my love. But you have to promise to not be jealous because of Rogue."

"What will you give me if I do it?"

Levy took the hem of her shirt and slowly lifted it off her sides, pulling it away. She saw how Gajeel gulped when he saw her bra-covered breast and smirked at herself.

"I promise."

And in the next second his mouth covered her, his lips hungrily consuming her. She didn't even have time to respond before he broke the kiss and trailed little kisses along the length of her neck, stopping only to nip and bite on several places. For a few seconds he turned her into moaning mess. 'Like every time', she thought and griped his hair, releasing loud groan from her lips.

"That's my woman. Come on, let me hear your pretty voice."

Levy felt Gajeel grinning against the soft skin of her neck when she ran her fingers in his hair, her nails scratching his scalp. His lips slightly touched her mating mark and she screamed. Four years and that goddamned mark still was sensitive like the night he mated with her for first time. She felt the familiar pleasure in her lower abdomen, the heat in her growing higher and higher.

"Scream for me again~!"

This time he roughly sucked her mark and Levy felt like her world exploded. The pleasure from that one little spot sent her to a whole new level, her blood turning into liquid fire, rushing in her veins. Her head fell back, her eyes rolled and her mouth opened wide as she screamed so loud she was sure the whole world could hear her.

"Mmm… How beautiful" Gajeel whispered in her ear and she gasped as she came back from the heaven.

"Y-you-you b-b-bast-t-tard…" the bluenette hissed at her mate, looking as he grinned idiotically at her. "You'll pay for that!"

And before he could make one of his cocky comments about her, the female werewolf pushed him with all her power and climbed on top of him, not wasting her time. She quickly sat on his hips and glared down at him.

"I'll make you beg for mercy, you cocky asshole" Levy hissed at him. The bluenette took off her jeans, showing off her slender legs. Her panties had a very big wet spot on them and she had to take them off, along with her bra. Completely naked, she looked at the male. "Did you enjoyed that little show?"

"Very much, Shorty." Gajeel grinned at her again. "So, what happed with you making me beg?"

Levy smirked at him, licking her lips. She took off his shirt and slid her hands over his torso, enjoying the feeling of his hard, muscled flesh under her skin. The familiar musky scent of forest, iron and something that was just him filled her nose and she inhaled more of it. Her fingers played on his bare chest, drawing fictional figures over the tanned skin, and she trailed her nails over his hard flesh, creating lines. Slowly, the bluenette leaned her body over his, balancing herself on her hands. Few locks of her long, soft cerulean hair fell on his chest and she couldn't help the smirk that curved up her lips when she saw the desire in his eyes.

"You know, sweetie" Levy purred, pressing her wet bare core to his still clothed - and growing - erection, "I'm not planning to hurry. We have the whole night, after all… right?"

Gajeel only snorted.

"If ya thing that's going to get me off, ya're wrong, Lev." He smirked. "I can lie down here the whole night, if you want… just having you, here with me, can make me enjoy everything. 'Sides that, I'm the only one you want to be with now, right? Now your attention is only mine."

He was right there and she wouldn't fight him. Her attention was only his, indeed. And she wasn't planning to give it to anything or anyone else that night.

"If you say so… then don't complain!"

Without giving him chance to retort, Levy leaned her head and put her lips on Gajeel's neck and trailed long line of small, butterfly-like kisses on every inch of exposed skin. Her own teeth sank slightly in his flesh, leaving shallow love bites on her way. She heard him sucking breath every time she stopped little longer on few places and enjoyed the power she had over him.

"Still not giving up?" the woman mocked, grinning at him as she licked her pink, soft lips. The male werewolf under her shook his head and she patted his shoulder. "Hmm, okay. More fun for me."

She continued her path down, nibbling his collarbone. The loud, harsh groan Gajeel made from the back of his throat enchanted his mate and she saved it in her memory - the husky noise sent shivers down her spine and she loved it.

Levy continued licking, sucking, kissing, nipping and biting her way down his torso. She paid a little attention to every inch of Gajeel's perfectly tanned skin and finally reached his waistline.

"You wouldn't…" he hissed between moans.

"Oh, really? Because I will."

Her fingers quickly undid his belt and she tugged at his trousers, taking them off. His boxers followed soon and there he was, in his all naked glory. His manhood stood fully erected, waiting for her to take care of it. Her fingers wrapped around the base and she looked how it twitched.

"Levy, stop" Gajeel's voice reached her ears. "I get it, I get it. I promise I'll never be jealous of our kid, I'll do whatever you want, just stop!"

Levy giggled and traced the big, throbbing vein with her index finger, making him shiver. Maybe she did that to punish him, but she liked the power she had over him. It made her feel sexy and strong… and wanted.

"Why? Gajeel, I'm doing this for my own enjoyment. And yours, too. I'm doing it because I want to - get it?" Her finger slowly moved from the tip to the base and back, then continued again and again. "I'm doing it because I like the feeling of having you in my mouth." Her tongue licked her lips. "Don't tell me you get jealous over your own dick?"

He growled and she laughed at him, her warm breath caressing his shaft and making him shiver. She took his hand and put on top of her head, burrowing his fingers in her hair.

"There. Now you'll control it, okay?" She smiled shyly and moved closer. "You have all my attention, Gajeel. Can I pleasure you now?"

His fingers gripped her blue locks and one deep, gruff sigh escaped his lips.

"Fine, fine. Do whatever you want, just…"

"Just?" she asked and took his length in her hands, stroking it.

"Just don't complain when I give all that back, alright?

Levy smiled for one last time at him and put one little, soft kiss on the head. She trailed long line of little kisses to the hilt and then returned back to the tip, sliding her tongue on the whole way. His labored breathing, the noises he made, and the way he slightly yanked her hair… all that just added more fuel in her.

Slowly, she wrapped her lips around the head and sucked. The familiar musky taste of him caressed her senses and when he pulled her blue locks again, it slid her mouth down his cock and she took more in her. He groaned again, loud and husky, and she smirked, playing with her tongue. When she slid even more, the tip touched her throat and she gagged slightly, sending whole new wave of pleasure through him. She hummed to herself and started bobbing her head up and down, slowly at first and then faster and faster. Her hand reached down and she took hold of his base, pumping the part she wasn't able to fit in her mouth.

The noises Gajeel let out were like music to her ears and she loved every single one of them.

"L-L-Lev-vy…" he managed to murmur, but then groaned in his pleasure again. "I-I'm... t-too …close…"

Levy understood him. His precum and her saliva were sliding down her throat and between her breasts, her own wetness dripping from her slit. 'Cum, please. Cum or soon I'll be the one cuming.'

Her tongue moved again over the throbbing vein; that was the last straw. She felt the pressure one second before it happened, the next he filled her mouth with his seed, catching her off guard. The hot sperm slid on her neck and chest, part of it was on her face, but she managed to swallow most of it.

"You surprised me" she whispered and sat up, wiping his seed from her face.

Gajeel smirked at her.

"Only yer fault, Shortstuff. Now will you-"

"Don't worry, I will."

Levy smirked and climbed on top of him, placing herself on his upper thighs. She took his still hard - that man was just impossible, so she had decided long time ago it was something from his wolfish side - member in her hands in guided it to her dripping slit.

"Ready for me, dear?" she mocked, teasing her mate.

Gajeel grinned at her and moved his hips, shoving himself inside her and making her scream from the mix of pleasure and surprise.

"The question is; are you ready for me, sweetie pie?"