A/N: Huh, this one went quicker than I thought. It's from the same High School AU as last year's Gajevy lovefest ~ maybe not as smutty as some were hoping, but I hope you enjoy the ending.
Levy smiled at her reflection, and then glanced about the rest room. Alone. She angled her body and furtively swept a hand over her left breast. Huh, didn't feel bad at all. Feeling bolder, she copied the action for her right one. Ooh, that was tender. Weird. She tugged her shirt smooth and blessed the padded bra she wore today.
School passed in a blur. Last bell rang and Levy walked outside as she chatted with Lucy, her best friend. Lucy's boyfriend Natsu showed up and grabbed her in a fireman's carry, cackling the whole time.
Levy shifted her heavy book bag only to stumble as it was removed from her grip. She gasped, her hand flying over her mouth. "Stupid Gajeel!"
"What? I told you I was driving today." He smirked and flipped his thick mane of hair over his shoulders. "An' when I do, I always carry yer books." He handled their weight with ease, waggling his fingers at Levy. "I need your hand too, don't wanna get separated, do ya?"
Despite the annoyed sounds Levy made, getting a ride home from Gajeel was becoming her favourite ritual. He tugged her over to his old but well kept car, tossing her bag in the backseat. The passenger door he held open for her like a gentleman. She slid in, he closed the door and walked around his side to get behind the wheel.
He clicked his seatbelt together, watching curiously as Levy contorted and made strange faces as she attempted to fasten hers. There was plenty of reach, but she was holding it away from her body, sabotaging her efforts.
"Gah, what's your problem?" Gajeel unlatched his and leaned over, startling Levy.
"I've got it, it's fine -" She coloured and turned her face away as his minty breath washed over her. Levy pushed away Gajeel's hands. "I can do it myself." Slowly she let the webbing of the seatbelt lay against her chest. Squirming in place and scrunching up her face she let out panting breaths. A click and it was secure.
Gajeel hadn't sat back. He'd begun laughing, his usual 'ghee hihi' echoing in the car.
Levy pouted then glared as his amusement grew. "What?"
"You're the cutest, you know that?"
"You making fun of me because I had trouble with the seatbelt?" Levy pulled the offending strap away from her neck.
"Naw, but I know where you got those piercings I dared you to get."
"…" Levy's mouth opened and closed, no words escaping. She flushed and her eyes sparkled.
"Tch. Like I wasn't gonna find them the way you found mine."