A/N: I don't own Fairy Tail. if I did, things would be very different. Mostly the maturity rating. Also, I realized some font changes didn't go through with my last chapter so hopefully I can fix that with this one. Please enjoy and leave a review 3

My breath left me in puffs as I locked my door behind me and quickly started shedding my clothes as I made my way to my desk. I grabbed my laptop out of a locked drawer and strutted surely to my bedroom. I already felt like I was on the verge of the most intense orgasm of my life but I was very determined to make sure I lasted long enough to watch at least part of one of his videos before I completely came undone.

Lucy… I heard his growl in my head as I cupped my breast, opening up the page with all of his videos. I chuckled to myself as I saw I was automatically logged into the site. I was surprised by the own huskiness of my voice but pushed that back as I clicked on my all time favorite video.

As soon as I had hit play my other hand quickly found it's way to my apex, easily sliding between my lips thanks to the overwhelming moisture I had leaked in just the last hour. I moaned loudly as my fingers brushed over my clit. My eyes were trained on the screen, watching as Black Steel- no, Gajeel, furiously fingered a young blonde's soaking pussy.

The blonde had her face away from the camera so it made it that much easier to imagine it was me he was touching. My mind flashed to his large, calloused hand wrapped around my own. My imagination was so much more active now than ever before. I'd felt his hand, if even just briefly and on such an innocent place. I knew his name, knew how it felt standing next to the living Adonis. I gasped as my fingers brushed my sweet spot, realizing how close I really was and after looking at the video, noticed I had been lost in my memories of earlier for at least ten minutes.

I brushed my thumb tenderly over my clit, my fingers already as far as I could possibly push them inside of the weeping cavern between my thighs. With a sharp cry I came all over my hand. Instead of the whispered Black Steel that had comforted me for years, I had a real name to place and wasted no time moaning his name softly as I came down from my tremendous high.

I stood up carefully and gripped my headboard, barely able to support myself. I slowly made it to my bathroom and drew myself a hot bath before sinking into the comforting warmth. Trying my hardest to wash away my intense libido aimed towards the pierced man. I groaned and relaxed deeper into the water, it slowly lapping at my neck and small wisps of hair that had fallen out of my ponytail I had put in earlier that morning.

After half an hour of relaxing I drained the water and stood up, drying myself with a fluffy towel. I made my way back to my laptop and did my typical ritual after a great Black St-Gajeel orgasm. I went to the comments and left one that I could only hope he'd see. Or maybe not. I'm not sure which would be better.

Heart-Feel-Ya commented:

Best orgasm of my life. I can always rely on you, Black Steel 3

I grinned to myself, I always left stupid comments like this on his video. Thinking back to all the ones I'd left I decided I'd be much happier if he had never read them, or at least didn't see the username was the same for a lot of the comments scattered across the page of all his videos.

I looked at the time and realized it was only a smidge past four in the afternoon. A nap sounded like an epic idea after the world shattering masturbation session I had earlier.

Gajeel's Pov

I grumbled to myself as I made my way down the street. I always hated starting new jobs but had decided it was time I find myself a constant flow of money instead of the occasional amateur fuck film. As awesome as it was to have constant sex, the last one ended in an STI scare. I enjoyed the shit out of fucking some sexy woman but I had no urge to carry something like herpes with me all my life.

I had gotten the job from a good friend. The business had been passed down to him when his grandfather had decided he wanted to retire. I welcomed the job, the pay was decent and apparently there was some chick there Laxus said was totally my type. Said she'd be good for me or some shit. Probably just his psycho matchmaking wife using him as her puppet. Laxus often complained about her trying to set everyone up with everyone.

If luck was on my side, she'd be working today. That way I can get a preemptive glance at her before she sees me and decides to hightail it the fuck outta dodge. I was brought out of my thoughts as I noticed the store was right down the street. I quickly ran my hand through my hair, trying to calm my nerves. I was unsure why I was so worried about this.

If Laxus was right about everything he said, this chick was the essence of perfection. Which meant she'd want nothing to do with him. I mean what decent girl would like a scary guy like him whose only redeeming factor is being a porn star. Not even a very popular one at that.

I growled and pushed the door open, taking a few steps inside and looking around before stopping abruptly. I was almost floored by the sight in front of me. This must be who Laxus was talking about. There was no way she couldn't be. She was exactly like he said. Easily the most beautiful woman I'd ever seen. And I slept with porn stars on a somewhat regular basis. Well, not anymore.

I stepped closer to try and get her attention but quickly found she was lost in thought. The most adorable blush was painting her cheeks, I would give anything to know what she was thinking about to have such a regal looking woman blushing like a schoolgirl.

I cleared my throat when she showed no sign of realizing my presence and gave myself an inner pat on the back when she jumped slightly, obviously completely absorbed in whatever had her mind preoccupied.

"Oh crap, I'm sorry. I didn't reali-" She stopped talking as quick as she started. Shit, she had a gorgeous voice. And that face. Both of us stood there just staring for a couple seconds before she cleared her throat and chuckled softly, "I'm sorry, I'm just a bit out of it this morning. How can I help you?" A beautiful smile graced her lips.

She was a fucking goddess, there was no other explanation. I quickly pushed that thought out of my head so I could reply instead of just staring at her like I had been thus far. "I'm looking for a manager, I'm supposed to start training today." I replied back to her question.

As soon as the words left my mouth I noticed she seemed to space out a little as her face turned a enjoyable shade of red. She shook her head slightly and called to another employee a bit away to take over for her to go grab the manager on duty. Mira if I heard correctly, Laxus' wife. I was too caught up watching her walk away to pay attention to much else.

I waited as patiently as I could manage to see her walk back up, I didn't even know her name and I doubted she knew mine. I only waiting another minute before I saw her rushing up, eyes fiercely set upon the exit. What had happened to make the happy seeming woman become so worked up? It seemed as if she hadn't even noticed me still up there if the surprise on her face when I grabbed her hand was anything to go by.

Her skin seemed hot under my touch, a spark shot up my arm from the contact. A pleasant shiver ran up my spine from the simple touch. I watched her eye my hand on her before her eyes slowly slid up my arm and continued until our eyes met. She looked like a fucking vixen, her pupils blown wide and her breaths coming out in hot puffs. She was just close enough the heat radiating off her body barely brushed against me, I wanted to pull her closer. Fuck, she was sexy.

"Gajeel." My voice was low and sounded much huskier than I had meant it to when I shared my name with her. I took this moment to get a closer look at her body, my eyes were hungry as I took in all the curves her body showed to me. She had a gorgeous rack, made only better with the nametag to inform me of the name of this fox of a woman in front of me. "It's nice to meet you.. Lucy."

I shot her a smirk, the one I reserved specifically for women I found incredibly attractive. Though she definitely won any competition there could possibly be between her and any past women I had ever shown interest in.

She coughed and pulled her hand away from mine, I immediately missed the loss and was looking for any way to make it happen again. "It's nice to meet you as well, Gajeel. Now if you'll excuse me." I could feel the chill as her words met my ears.

Lucy turned and quickly made her way out of the building. I could only wonder what made her so cold all of the sudden. Before I had the chance to follow her a loud voice sounded from behind me. "Gajeel! It's so nice to see you again. Please follow me." I looked back to see Mira giving me a smile and I huffed at losing my chance to follow the blonde.

"Hey Mira, long time no see. How's the dumbass doing?" I replied back to her, not missing the chiding look she gave me for referring to Laxus in such a way. "He's fine. Now let's head to the back and I can show you your locker."

I followed the woman to the back of the store to the employee's room. She pointed to an empty locker and I threw my phone and keys into it before locking the thing and turning around. Mira was about to say something else until her phone starting ringing.

She answered it after a couple rings. "Hello? Lucy, are you alright?" My ears perked over that. She was talking to Blondie and it seemed as if something was wrong. As soon as she excused herself to talk privately I quickly made my way to the front of the store and walked out the front door. I looked at the couple cars in the lot trying to see if Lucy was still here.

After a few seconds I noticed her in a car talking on the phone. A second later and she had hung up and leaned her head back. I took in her features and realized the look on her face was one very familiar to me. The heaving of her chest and redness of her skin made her look like many of the women right before I had bedded them.

My past career may not be the best conversational topic but it made me very well versed in women's expressions. And Lucy looked very, very wanton.