I'm sorry that one is pretty late, but the other will come even latter.

Remember you can choose that to be the one written in Gajeel's POV.

Warning: Fluff, fluff-turn-into-smut, curiosity killed the cat, dragon!Gajeel, fairy!Levy, little dirty talk, dominance, possessiveness, sexual contents.

Word count: 2,658

"Why are you so lonely?"

"Uh?"

Levy shook her head slightly and turned away, pink blush spreading on her cheeks as she understood how silly her question was. She rested her head on her palms and decided she should give it a try.

"I asked- " she started, but her companion interrupted her.

"I heard you the first time, little bird." He turned his head to her, amusement sparkling into his deep crimson eyes. "I just wonder why you, of all people, ask me that question."

The bluenette pouted slightly and ran her fingers through cerulean hair, her eyes drifting second by second to check if the large form of her rather rough around the edges new companion was still here. She didn't even try to hide the small sigh of relief that escaped her lips when she saw he hadn't left his spot on her left side.

The fact that the little finger of his right hand was touching the one of her left hand didn't escape her bird-like eyes and she smiled slightly, moving her hand so it was almost under his. He didn't show he noticed her little act of affection but slightly moved his large calloused hand so it was completely covering her little pale one, his warmth comforting her.

"I'm not lonely" he finally said, sending her one of his famous fanged smirks. "I have you, right?"

She couldn't help but looked at him with one warm smile, not failing to notice the different feeling that reflected in the depths of his eyes.

"Yes. You have me."

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"How come you have such large library?"

"It was my father's before her left me here."

Levy nodded and slid her hand over the books' backs, feeling the old leather under her fingers. The library was larger than any other she had seen before, and the books were older than she could even expect. Yet every one of them was still in one piece and had survived centuries much like the grumpy dragon next to her. One smile curved her lips at the strange thought of comparing her companion to the books, but she couldn't say it went without anything to use as base. Both were old, older than they looked, and help interesting story of their own that no one else knew.

A story she wanted to know.

"Looks like you take good care of it" she said instead, wondering what he would say if he ever hear her mental rambling. "I haven't see more beautiful library in my life, and, if bookworm tell you that, you have to take it as compliment."

The dragon laughed, the pleasant sound sending shivers through her body. Levy felt her heart started beating faster as his beautiful crimson eyes fixed on her, one of his large calloused yet gentle hands resting on the small of her back.

"Well, let's say my instincts told me I'll meet bookworm in future. 'Sides that, this place hold memories of my childhood."

The fairy only nodded, unsure what to say. She only moved closer to him so her head was resting on his shoulder as he leaded her deeper in the building. The feeling of his warm skin against her cheek made her blush and she smiled contently, inhaling his musky scent of iron and forest.

"So the fearsome Kurogane spent his childhood in his father's library, huh?" She joked him, fighting the urge to laugh. "Gajeel, you can't stop surprising me."

The dragon grinned at her again and Levy blushed harder, warmth spreading from her cheeks to her neck and chest. He was able to make her blush only by simple deeds like smiling at her or caressing her and she wondered how she was so defenseless around him. Probably because I don't need something to protect me from him, she mused as she felt his fingers making little circles on her back.

"I can say the same for you, little bird." He stopped walking and looked at her, this time serious. "You're a mystery, aren't you?"

Mystery wasn't the first word she would choose to describe herself, but maybe he was right. She disliked talking about herself and preferred silence. Her time being Jose's slave changed her and there was no way back to her past self. Still, when she was around the dragon, she felt safe, safe enough to let him see the true rose inside the thorns of her inner self.

"Mystery?" She rested her back on the wall behind her. "I don't think I can be consider as mystery."

"If you say so." He shrugged and placed his hands of either side of her head. Did he felt how fast her heartbeat was? Did he saw the weakness in her eyes? "Is there something you want to tell me, Levy?"

The bluenette tried to think for an escape – unfortunately, there wasn't. His strong arms stood on either side of her body, trapping her in his little iron cage. His head leaned further and she felt his warm breath against her lips. One raven-black locks caressed her cheek and her blush grew darker. She yearned to burrow her fingers in his hair, to feel its softness and silkiness against her skin.

"What you want me to say, Gajeel?" Only her quick brain and smart talking were able to save her from that. "I don't have anything to tell you, really!"

Her double denial did nothing to his determination and Levy gulped. What does he want?

"Don't play dumb with me, little one." Even with his dead serious tone, she was able to see the spark of amusement in his eyes. "Tell me what you want."

She bit down her lower lip and wondered. Should she tell him? In one point, he had the right to know. In other… well, it was embarrassing and she wanted to keep it in secret. After all, every person had the right to keep their feeling to themselves, especially when they included embarrassing things that would make the object of the said feeling to look at them in different, unwanted way.

"I…" the fairy gulped. She decided to tell him her most innocent wish. "I want you to kiss me."

She expected him to look at her like she was gone insane, to laugh harshly at her, to push her away from him… Not to lift her chin with his thumb and index finger and to kiss her like it was the last thing he would do in his whole life. She wondered at how perfect his lips felt against her own, their warmth and softness, like they were born to be like that. His hand on her chin moved to grip handful of her cerulean hair while the other slid down her body, placing itself on her thigh and slightly lifting her leg. His tongue slid on her lower lip, pleading to enter, and couldn't deny him. He hungrily tasted her every part of her mouth as he wanted to save memory of that kiss for future and she silently pleaded he was.

"What else you want?" Gajeel asked when they finally pulled away from each other for much needed air, his voice barely whisper against her lips. "I doubt that was enough for you. You're ways dirtier than I expected you to be."

Even the slight comment about her innocence made her pout and look away, full with fake anger. His laugh sounded in her ears, rich and sinful sound that melted her and she stopped caring about everything. Only he mattered – the sound of his voice, the taste of him, the scent of him, the feeling of his skin against her own… Everything he got.

"I want you to kiss my neck" she told him next. He nodded and leaned further, his lips touching the sensitive skin on her neck and she took that chance to burrow her fingers in his hair. "You don't even know how much I dreamed about that…"

Levy felt how Gajeel grinned against her skin as he trailed little kisses, sucking and biting here and there. His other hand traveled from her thigh to under her dress, pushing away her underwear and stroking her intimate areas. The sinful smirk on his face and the sensations of his fingers in her most personal place hit her hard and she found it hard to breath, to think. The only thing she was able to do was to enjoy the feeling his caused her and to pull his hair while moaning.

"Did you dreamed about that too?" He asked in her ear, his voice adding more fuel in her trembling body. "I'm sure you did. You smell like you did. You act like you did. And you did."

Two of his fingers parted her wet folds and entranced her slick womanhood, taking moans of sweet pleasure from her mouth. He thrust his fingers few times before pressing his thumb to her bundle of nerves. White spots played in her vision and her body arched. One little part of her felt strange for coming this soon, but everything else was overwhelmed with delight.

"What now, little bird? Will you sing that beautiful song of yours again for me?"

The question was whispered against her ear much like the previous, but this time she noticed trace of deeper want and longing in it. She put her hands on his shoulders and slowly pulled him away, looking right at his eyes. Desire and need clouded the crimson she had grew to love, yet she saw his want to have her, to make her his in every possible way was stronger than everything. Long time ago, when he saved her and took her, he told her she would be his new treasure and he would keep her safe and sound and away from any harm. He gave her what she yearned for through her whole life: freedom. It was her turn to do the same thing for him.

"Gajeel?" Levy gently cupped his face and caressed his high cheekbones with her thumbs. "Here is my last wish. Take me right here and right now."

He grinned at her again, but she saw doubt in his eyes.

"Here? Gihi, you must have been dreaming too much. Don't you race of prude fairies have taboo for mating?" Against his words, his hands wrapped around her waist and he lifted her. "And what I'm going to do wouldn't be just that boring thing you call 'lovemaking.' I'm going to fuck you so hard you'll forget your own name."

The fairy gulped slightly and nodded. She knew he wouldn't hurt her and she trusted him. Nothing held her back from giving herself completely to the only one in this world who was ready to take her and save her without knowing anything for her aside from her name and the fact she was held as slave against her will.

"I said I want you to take me as your mate. Now." She said, her voice strong and high. "And I wouldn't take 'no' as answer."

He grinned at her again and took her in his arms, already walking to somewhere. For once the bluenette felt happy his legs were ways longer than her own because soon the dragon placed her down on one wooden table. His fingers gripped parts of her dress and pulled hard, tearing her dress and underclothes in pieces. Before she could yell at him for ruining her clothing, cover herself or even feel embarrassed, he quickly flipped her and she suddenly was on her knees and elbows, her rather large and plump backside held in the air in pair calloused warm hands as iron claws dug into her flesh, filling the air with the carnal smell of blood. She knew the wounds could heal for minutes – the whole fairy regeneration thing was indeed good – but what surprised her was how aroused she felt and the scream that fell from her lips.

"Now, that was beautiful." One of his hands slid on her back, leaving her lines of his claws behind, and yanked locks of her wild cerulean hair. "I liked it. Now you'll scream again for me, do you understand?"

Levy nodded.

"Do you want to dominate me?" the young female asked, looking at her pale fingers against the dark wood. "Would that give you pleasure and feeling of fullness?"

"It will." He leaned forward, pressing his body to her. His head was on the same level as hers and she felt his lips on her neck again. "Now I'm going to bite you and make you my mate. Stay still."

The fairy nodded again. She felt his sharp canines grazing her skin until he found the perfect place and stuck them in. She screamed and dug her nails into the wooden table under her. It hurts, but in the same time it made her feel full and complete. His hands – one on her shoulder and the other on her waist – kept her in place for her own safety while he drank from her blood and put his own mating liquid inside of her in order to tie them together for the eternity.

Finally, Gajeel pulled away and rested his forehead against her shoulder, breathing heavily. She felt how he smiled against her skin as he inhaled her scent, his arms drawing her closer to him. Few of his soft black locks caressed her back and she had to hold back her laugh. Unlike the other wounds on her body, the mating mark on her neck didn't heal and she liked it – it was going to be good memory in the future.

"You fine?" he asked and Levy laughed. He sounded so tired. "I'll take that as 'yes'. Now is time to make you mine."

His hands slid down to her butt again and then, for few seconds, disappeared from her body. She heard sound of clothes falling on the floor and then his hands gripped her again, his fingers digging into her flesh. Surprised from his sudden attack, she threw her head back and screamed. He laughed darkly and yanked her hair again, taking more moans from her.

"That is it" he whispered huskily in her ear and she felt something big, hard and foreign rubbing against her wet lower lips. "Let me hear more of your pretty voice. Scream for me again. More, more, fucking more!"

He pulled her hair even harder and she screamed again, louder that before. The bluenette felt his fingers brushing against her inner thigh and realized he was guiding his hard member to her throbbing wet core. The tip pressed against her and she bit her lip to stop herself from moaning again, clenching her fists.

"Do you feel it? Hell, I'm sure you do." He grounded his hips at her again and she felt how the large head entered her. "Now I'll slam my cock inside you sweet little pussy and you'll scream for me. You're mine, did you heard that? Mine and only mine!"

And I'll never want to be someone else's, Levy thought as he impaled her on his shaft her on his shaft for seconds, breaking her virgin wall without even stopping. Gajeel thrust in her with unbelievable speed, quickly taking her higher than she was in her whole life. All she could do was to lie under him and scream until she came undone in his arms and collapsed on the table.

"Who told you we're done, little bird?" He pulled her to him and rolled them over so she was lying over him. "The fun just began."

Something told her he was completely serious.