The time has come and the third shot is starting to walk its way to the glory. To be honest, I never believed this could get whole 11 followers only for 2 days and I applicate every one of you very much. I want to thank the guest - the only review - for their kind words for "Wrath".

I guess most of you know the "A Song Of Ice And Fire" (ASOIAF) series or at least the TV serial HBO made from them, "Game of Thrones". If you don't, god have mercy on your soul. Actually you don't need to know very much for it, but it would be funny if someone manage to guess the pairing this whole setting is based on.

This shot is taken from the story I'm going to write for that AU idea (ASOIAF AU no.1). It would be connected with my work for GLLF's day 6th, "Wedding Night". The current story happes on the morning after their wedding. So, only to said it: in this story, Levy is 16 years old and Gajeel is 19. No pedophilia or such a thing. I don't know for your country, but in mine person is allowed to have sex if they're 16 years old or older.

Warning: Fluff, dorky Gajeel (for me he always will be dork), graphic sexual contents, sweet lovemaking, light - very light - dominance only slightly mentioned in the end

Word count: 2, 513

BETAed by the lovely BloodyRose2016. Remember you can choose this shot for the one who will be writen in Gajeel's POV. I'm sure it would be funny to write it, because it looks like I have a thing for Gajevy and morning sex. And, if you wonder why I post my stories at this time (it's 4:40 AM), it's because I'm night bird and because my lil brother is on the computer non-stop 24/7. I want to know what you think of my writing, so please don't be shy to write a revies or PM me.

The light danced on her face, making the bluenette to move under the cloud-like blanket. She didn't wanted to wake up. She only wanted to stay here forever, listening the stabile heartbeat next to her head…

Wait, heartbeat?

The sunlight lit up her face through the opened curtains and Levy groaned slightly, frowning. She forced her eyes open, and her frown disappeared almost the same second. A pair of deep, familiar and full with love crimson eyes were looking at her own, making her feel the happiest woman in the world for only part of the second.

"Good morning" she whispered with one big, silly ear-to-ear smile on her face.

"'Morning, love" Gajeel whispered back, smiling at her.

His fingers slowly brushed back few of her blue locks, exposing her face. She felt so happy… she couldn't even describe the warm feeling. The sweet pain between her legs from tonight now was only dull stung, but her whole body felt sore. Even then, she was happy. She did managed to stand the whole night, she did proved herself as strong enough. Anything Grandeeney told her about the whole mating helped her so much… she had to thank the older woman after they got back to the capital.

"Did you enjoyed the last night?" Levy asked, closing her eyes for a second.

"Hmm… I don't think enjoy is the best word to use here." For a second she thought she failed, she did horrible, but then he whispered in her ear. "It was pure heaven, Lev. You did amazing and I loved every single second from it. You?"

Relief filled her. He think I amazing! She wasn't failure! Warmth bloomed in her heart and she smiled brightly at him.

"The best night in my whole life" she breathed DREAMLY, smiling.

"I can promise you it wouldn't be the last time you'll say that." Her husband grinned at her and moved closer to her, taking his arm from under her head. "Want to repeat?"

"Gajeeeeel~!" Levy pouted slightly and patted the center of his chest slightly.

She couldn't help but feel blood rush in her cheeks when thoughts of their wedding night filled her now completely awake mind. The feeling of his lips all over her body, the feeling of his skin brushing against her own, the feeling of his strong arms around her… Everything felt so amazing, he was so amazing. It wasn't hard for her to understand making love with Gajeel wasn't only her duty as his wife and way to bring them children. Memory of the great pleasure of the last night made her squeeze her thighs together under the white sheets, and she hoped her husband didn't noticed her.

"Come on" he whispered in her ear, his hot breath caressed her skin. One of his hands moved under the sheets, slowly tracing figures over her flat belly. "I know you want it… I can smell it on your skin; you want me again."

Levy gulped, her hear throbbing in her chest. Her mind was fighting. One part of her felt shy and week, telling her she was lady from the south and it wasn't ladylike to be wanton and to want such a things. The other part of her was strong, brave and happy, that part told her she was married to the heir of the Dragon Lord and there wasn't nothing wrong to want to be intimate with her husband, to want to feel one with him again and again.

As the fight continued, Levy decided to follow her strong self, to pleasure her husband the way he deserved and to make love with him again.

"What else you can smell?" The bluenette asked, lifting her head to meet his burning gaze. She moved and sat on his lap, the snow white blanket still covering her pale skin as red covered her cheeks again. "What my scent do tell you?"

Gajeel smiled softly at her and caressed her cheeks, his calloused fingers brushing her covered with freckles pale skin. His eyes told her how much he wanted her and she couldn't help but felt slight wetness between her legs.

"I can smell you're little nervous" he whispered in her ear again, his lips touching the soft part. "I can smell you're fighting with yourself. But I can smell you're ready for me again. Right?"

The hand on her belly slowly moved lower, fingerprints teasing the skin on her lower abdomen and little above her womanhood. His touching was light and even, as he was caressing her with feather.

Their eyes locked, his crimson gaze never leaving her own golden one as she moved closer to him. She placed her hands on his abdomen, feeling his warm skin under her and how his muscles flexed when he slightly leaned back to balance with her weight on his lap. Suddenly her lips felt surprisingly dry and she licked them, sliding her tongue over their soft surface.

The little movement caught Gajeel's attention and the hand caressing her face moved to closer to her mouth. His slid two fingers - the index and the middle - on her lower lip, repeating the way she licked it.

Getting it as a chance, Levy parted her lips enough for him to continue caressing the inner part of her lip. As she felt his fingerprints inside, she quickly closed her mouth, earning a shocked face from her beloved. She sucked gently on his two fingers, pulling them further in her mouth. Adding her tongue to the mix, the young woman looked at her husband through half closed eyes. His fingers were fully covered with her saliva as his manhood was fully erected and rubbing against her inner thigh through the sheets. It was enough, she decided and moaned slightly, letting his fingers slid off her mouth. Thin strike saliva fell from her mouth and slid down her throat but she didn't care - the way his eyes pierced her own was the only thing her mind was able to focus on.

"You're more than ready, are you?" Gajeel grinned at her. "My little naughty wife…"

Levy couldn't help but blushed hard, heat spread through her veins like liquid fire. Be brave, she told herself and closed her eyes, inhaling one deep breath. She slid her hands up his chest, feeling the hard muscles and warm skin under her palms. She had to fight the urge to lean and kiss and taste him, to feel the amazing flavor of him on her tongue and her lips.

"Gajeel?" She asked, getting his attention on her. "Make love to me?"

His answer was only real, ear-to-ear wide smile as he leaned slightly to her, his nose brushing against her own, his lips touching her softly… and the next moment he devoured her, his tongue playing in her mouth, drawing moans from her. She wrapped her arms around his neck, burrowing her fingers in his locks of raven-black hair and feeling their silkiness. He ravished her, taking everything and not leaving her anything, and she loved every second of it.

Levy scolded herself for almost forgetting the feeling of his kisses. It was so amazing, knowing she was the one who he gave the pleasure to be loved from him, the pleasure to be his one and only. She couldn't help but let her mind travel to the first time he kissed her, in that tent before so much time, leaving her breathless and confused why a man like him would be interested in woman like her.

Finally, they parted, breathing heavy the much needed air. Gajeel rested his forehead on her and Levy felt his comforting warmth.

"Did I told you how much I love you?" he asked, his hand drawing little circles on her lower abdomen.

Levy chuckled and smiled at him.

"I think your kiss said it loud and clear, my love."

"Hmm…" Gajeel gave her one soft kiss and leaned down, nuzzling in her neck. The bluenette moaned when his teeth grazed over her mating mark and dig her nails into his shoulders. He continued down, leaving tiny love bites on the pale column of her neck, her small shoulders and her collarbone, showering her with his love.

His lips reached the hem of the blanket Levy used to cover herself and Gajeel looked up at her, his eyes pleading for her. She nodded slightly, giving him her permission, and he pulled the blanket away, exposing her bare body. Blush spread from her cheeks to her chest and he chuckled, wicked grin decorating his features. He made wet path from her collarbone to the valley between her perky breast, nipping here there, leaving his marking on her. The hand on her lower abdomen moved even further, his fingers playing with the few blue curls over her womanhood. She moaned again, throwing back her head.

"You're so sensitive, love, aren't you?" Gajeel chuckled at her, tracing the length of slit with his index finger while the thumb circled her swollen clit. "I love that part of you. It's so arousing to watch you writhe under me… And people wonder why I wanted to marry you that fast." He kissed between her breasts, right over her heavy beating heart. "I love you so much, Levy. You're my everything."

Levy felt her lips curving into smile and opened her mouth to tell him how much she loved him, but everything came out as a moan he bit down her skin.

"Look. What did I said? Sensitive." He chuckled again, fire sparkling in his eyes. "Now just enjoy, wife."

She only nodded, feeling his fingers caressing her womanhood and gasping slightly. He slowly moved his mouth to her right breast and massaged it with his lips. She dug her nail into his scalp when he flicked his tongue over her erected nipple, sending wave of pleasure through her body. After giving her left breast the same affection, he laid her down on the bed and trailed little kisses on her navel and stuck his tongue in her bellybutton, making her laugh.

She only nodded, feeling his fingers caressing her womanhood, and gasped slightly. He slowly moved his mouth to her right breast and massaged it with his lips. She dug her nail into his scalp when he flicked his tongue over her erected nipple, sending wave of pleasure through her body. After giving her left breast the same affection, he laid her down on the bed and trailed little kisses on her navel and stuck his tongue in her bellybutton, making her laugh.

"Ticklish, huh?" Gajeel balanced himself on his elbows between her thighs and shamelessly ogled her naked trembling body. "I'm sure we can put that for future use, sweetheart."

Levy only nodded, unable to do anything else. Her husband placed one last kiss right on her dripping slit, sending jolt of surprise and pleasure through her body, and the lifted himself, his eyes boring into her own.

"How you make me feel like that?" She asked, unable to hold herself back.

The man laughed at her, his board chest shaking from the act. He put his arms on her hips and wrapped them around his waist, never breaking the eye lock he had over her. His large erected manhood rubbed on her swollen neither lips, the tip against her soaked folds.

"I'm not doing anything aside from loving you, Lev." Thick locks of his raven-black hair caressed her neck and upper chest and she moaned loudly. "Ready?"

The fact he asked her warmed her heart again and Levy nodded quickly, ready to feel his inside of her. Gajeel put his hands on each side of her head, his face on the same level as her. Slowly he moved his hips and entranced her, burrowing himself to the hilt. One deep moan escaped her lips when his throbbing manhood filled her again and she was happy to hear how her husband failed to hide his own loud groan.

"Fuck, Levy… You feel so good!"

Pride swell in her at his comment and she moaned again as he pulled himself out so only the tip was in and then thrust back in, throwing his head back as he groaned in his own pleasure. The woman stud his features - the drops sweat dripping from his temples and forehead, the way his crimson eyes almost rolled back few times, the way his sharp canines showed of few times… everything about him were just perfect.

Their lovemaking now was different from the night before, Levy thought as she felt her release coming closer. The last there was wild uncontrollable lust and desire as he mated with her. Now it was slow and lazy, giving her the chance to feel every inch of him in her, to enjoy every second as he made love to her.

As they found their releases together with the rising sun watching them, the couple fell as one on the soft bed, breathing heavy. Levy looked at Gajeel, drinking his features. If all that is just one DREAM, she thought, then I want to never wake up. She slid her hands on her beloved husband's chest, feeling his beating heart under her own flesh.

"Gajeel?" The bluenette asked, receiving a snort to show the fact he was listening her. "Shouldn't we head back to the capital? Back to our new, shared bedroom?"

Gajeel only snorted again and looked at her, heavy sigh escaping his lips.

"Nope. We'll stay here until I say so." He turned around and yawed. "You know, I feel too lazy to ride my horse. Let just lie here another few hours and head then, okay?"

Levy knew she sounded wanton and sinful and unladylike and like some street whore and the weak, south part from herself didn't believed it was actually her who said it, but she did it. She moved so her breasts were tightly pressed to her husband's back and brushed away few raven black locks until his right ear was fully exposed. She nibbled at his earlobe and sucked the piercings on the soft part, earing one groan from him.

"What about one different way of riding, my love?" She purred in his ear, adding one sultry tone in her voice she knew just drove him over the edge. "I'm sure that if I lie here before you will ride me whole day, will you? After all you enjoyed it very much the last night…"

In no moment strong arms were on her wide hips and was on her knees and elbows, the large figure of her husband looming over her back.

"Don't play with the dragon, little naughty bitch." Gajeel hissed in her ear, his voice dripping with sudden desire that sent pleasant shivers through her. "Now you'll sorry about all that."