Kudos to Medley Nightfallen, absolutely adored your review! :D And thanks to all others who reviewed, I hope you stay with the story. For those who were curious about Gajeel's age... well... I don't really know, but he's pretty much going to live a LOOOOOOOOOOONG time, since in here, Dragon Slayers can live up to 700 years... So, basically, Gajeel barely ages at all. Hope that helped :)

On with the show! :D

Three years later…

Levy put back her hair with her headband. She was currently cooking breakfast in the kitchen, waiting for Gajeel. She'd learned that he had a mission today and that usually meant that she had to pack his things.

'Honestly,' she sighed internally. 'He treats me more like a wife than his slave. I wish he'd stop, I never know when he's going to punish me next…'

"Oi, Shrimp!" Levy heard Gajeel enter the kitchen, and she turned around, half-afraid of what he would do.

"G-Gajeel… sama…" she stammered, almost dropping the egg she was about to crack. "I packed your things already…"

"Good." He grunted, before looking at the pan on the stove where Levy was cooking their breakfast. "You're making omelets?"

"H-Hai…"

Gajeel leaned forward, brushing a kiss on her forehead. Levy grimaced, and continued cooking. When the food was done, she carried it to the kitchen table, where Gajeel was already seated.

They ate their food in silence, both of them too lost in the food to say anything. When they were through eating, Levy picked up their plates to bring them to the sink.

"Shrimp," Gajeel said suddenly. "Get on your knees."

Levy almost dropped the plates. "B-But G-Gajeel-sama! You might be late for your train!"

Gajeel glowered, and walked over to her. He gently hooked a finger under her chin, tilting her face up. He brought his face closer to hers until their noses touched.

"Levy," he whispered. "Do you want to be beaten again?"

Levy looked away. "No…"

"Then get on your knees."

Gajeel sat back down in his seat at the table, and nodded to her. Levy gulped and settled between his legs, on her knees. Gajeel brought his hands to her head, stroking her messy blue hair. Levy already knew what she was to do. She shyly unbuttoned his pants, and undid the zipper.

Levy pulled down his pants just enough to free his erect member. She gulped again, and slowly stroked him with her fingers. Gajeel inhaled sharply, and his hold on her hair tightened. Levy placed a kiss on the head, and sucked on it.

"Shrimp," he gasped. "Don't you dare fucking tease me..."

Levy nodded, opened her mouth wide, and took him fully into her mouth. Gajeel groaned out a curse as Levy started pumping the parts that couldn't fit in her mouth with her hands. Slowly, she hummed, and moved her hands to play with his balls, pinching them and rolling them between her fingers.

"Fuck, Levy," he cursed. "Fuuuuuuck…"

He bucked his hips into her mouth, and Levy only responded with another hum, slowly but effectively sucking on his member.

Gajeel's eyes rolled to the back of his head, and he exploded into her mouth.

"Swallow everything." he muttered the order, and she complied. She swallowed up everything, leaving behind a very satisfied Iron Dragon Slayer. He grinned down at her, and ruffled her hair. "Good girl."

Levy blushed, looking away from him. Gajeel fixed himself, and stood up.

"Well," he said. "I'm off." Levy nodded numbly, and got up as well. Gajeel gave her a sadistic grin, casually groping her butt. Levy tried her best not to wince.

"So long, Shrimp." He walked out the door, a single arm raised in farewell to her. Once he was gone, Levy collapsed into her chair, massaging her jaw.

She had been held captive by Gajeel for three years now. Gajeel had barely changed, he was still the rogue and rugged Phantom Lord mage she feared. Not even his appearance had changed, but that was probably due to the extremely long lives common among Dragon Slayers.

Levy had hardly changed, too. Her height and breasts had barely grew, something she was thankful for. She thought that it would mean that Gajeel wouldn't try to sleep with her as much.

She was wrong; he still did her as often as he did three years ago.

Levy still remembered that day as if it had been yesterday. Him binding her arms, and him stealing away her innocence forcefully. She still remembered how hard she had cried, and how much she'd begged. When she'd woken up the next morning, she could barely move from the terrible soreness in her legs. Gajeel had appeared then, a sadistic smile on his face.

She'd scooted away from him, but he was fast, and he had pinned her down underneath him on the bed within seconds.

"You're mine," he had hissed into her ear, making her freeze. "You can try to escape all you want, but I will always find you." And then he thrust into her and the horrible ride began, though there was notably much less pain than there had been the night before.

Levy sighed, and leaned on her elbows, reliving the memory. Now, he wasn't as harsh and cruel with her. Nowadays, he would be careful and only beat her when she tried to defy him.

She sighed again, happily this time. Whenever Gajeel went on missions, she felt free. She didn't have to keep mentally preparing herself all the time, just in case Gajeel wanted a romp with her. She could read, clean, do almost anything she wanted without interruption. She loved days like this.

The rest of the day she spent cleaning the place. When she was done with that, she decided to curl up to read a book. A knock came from the door.

"Levy-chan," a voice called. "It's Juvia."

A big smile spread on Levy's face, and she excitedly ran to the door. She let her blue-haired friend in, before giving her a tight hug.

"Juvia is glad to see you too, Levy-chan." The rain mage giggled.

"I'm always glad to see you!" Levy exclaimed. "So what's been happening lately?"

Juvia shrugged. "The usual. So, Juvia guesses that Gajeel is out on a mission?"

"Uh-huh!" Levy nodded.

Juvia suddenly frowned. "It's good that Gajeel's not beating you as much, now. Juvia hates it when you're hurt."

Levy eyes turned downcast, and she wrapped her arms around herself. "Yeah… I guess I'm not as afraid as… back… then…"

Both turned silent. They remembered how, before, Gajeel constantly beat Levy. Juvia was always the one who had comforted her, and tended to her wounds. Levy had always found herself sobbing in Juvia's arms as the other girl soothed her with gentle words.

"I'm fine." Levy said suddenly. Juvia smiled at her, understanding.

"Juvia is always here to help, Levy-chan." Juvia placed a hand on her shoulder.

Levy smiled up at her friend.

"Oh, Levy-chan?" Juvia asked suddenly.

"Hm?"

"Happy birthday!" Juvia grinned. Levy beamed.

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Three days later, when Gajeel was scheduled to come back from his mission, Levy dressed up in a sexy maid costume. She knew that Gajeel liked it when she dressed up like this, and Levy was determined not to get beaten for a while.

So, she crossed her legs and waited for him on the bed. Levy was cursing herself for acting like a whore in order to escape a beating, but it had to be done. This was the entire reason he had taken her three years ago, wasn't it? She still remembered his exact words from that day…

"I wonder… how you would look on my bed, with nothing on…"

Levy shuddered with disgust as the words played repeatedly in her head.

The door suddenly opened and slammed shut, snapping Levy out of her thoughts. She looked up to see Gajeel, towering over her.

"Gajeel-sama!" Levy exclaimed, surprised. "W-Welcome home!"

Gajeel grinned, and brought his hand to play with the strap of her orange, lacy bra. Levy's maid outfit consisted of the lacy orange bra, lacy orange boy short panties, and a tiny ruffled white apron tied around her hips. On her head was a white and orange frilly headband, completing her attire.

"Levy," Gajeel said, his smile turning sadistic. Levy gulped, and looked away. She started to sweat, anticipating the pain that was about to come. "Nice outfit."

"T-thank you…" she whispered, her hand nervously playing with the ruffled edge of her tiny apron.

Gajeel sat next to her on the bed, and pulled her to his lap, her back to him. His hands slipped into the lacy cups of her bra, and rubbed her small breasts. Levy gulped again.

Gajeel grinded his hips against her butt, letting her know exactly what he was feeling. Levy gasped, and then clamped her mouth shut.

"I'm going to take you," Gajeel whispered into her ear. "I'm going to take you until you don't remember your name. I'm going to make you mine until you can barely even think anymore."

Levy took a deep breath, preparing for what was to come.

Gajeel brought his lips to her neck, and slipped his hands into her underwear. Levy tried her best not to moan when she felt his large fingers slip inside of her, but as usual, her body failed her. She let out a soft mewl.

'You're such a slut,' a little voice whispered in her mind. 'You moan, even if you've NEVER been willing to sleep with him!'

Levy winced, feeling ashamed. But she couldn't stop Gajeel, unless she wanted to be beaten again. She was going to have to endure this.

Gajeel continued to pump his fingers in and out of Levy, smiling against her neck when she became slick and soaked in her own juices. He removed his fingers, and licked them clean.

He flipped them, so that she was bending forward over the bed, with him behind her. He swiftly removed the ties of her frilly apron, and tore off the lacy panties. Suddenly, he felt Levy tense, so he pinched her butt.

"Don't get all tense," he growled. "I don't like it."

Levy immediately loosened up, and Gajeel smirked. He threw her panties off to the side, and worked on unhooking her bra. Soon enough it, along with her headband, was thrown to the side too.

"Lovely." He skimmed his nose up her back, chuckling at her speeding heartbeat. He then stripped himself down, his clothes joining hers at the side.

He spread her legs and placed her knees on either side of her on the bed, causing Levy to gasp. Gajeel wrapped an arm around her waist to balance her and hold her up. Gajeel found her little bundle of nerves, and started playing with it. Levy soon became a writhing mess, leaving Gajeel satisfied.

He propped her entrance open, and Levy could practically feel his dirty grin. He slid inside of her slowly, relishing the maddening stretch of her walls around him. Levy gasped, and bit her lip.

Soon enough, he began to pound into her. Levy, against her will, started moaning, and Gajeel grabbed her freed breasts and played with them.

"Scream my name," he whispered into her ear. Levy shook her head. Gajeel growled, and slapped her sharply on the butt.

"Scream. My. Name." he hissed. Levy winced. Gajeel pinched her nipples, and he quickly found that special spot inside of her. Levy's widened, and her mouth fell open.

"G-G-GAJEEL-SAMA!" she screamed, and came undone around him. He grinned, and started to rub the sore spot where he had slapped her.

"Now, that wasn't so hard, was it?" he asked her, as she came down from her high. Levy nodded numbly, biting her lip, eyes squeezed shut. After a few more thrusts, he himself came undone and spilled his seed inside of her.

He wrapped another arm around her waist, panting. After what seemed like an eternity, he pulled out of her, and flipped them so that she was facing him, pinned underneath him on the bed.

Gajeel took her knees and drew them to her chest, spreading her wide. Levy looked away from him, lips quivering. He quickly speared back into her, thrusting harder than he had previously.

Levy bit her lip, trying not to make any sounds to let on at just how good it felt. Actually, it felt both good and bad at the same time. The pleasure was great, but her feelings weren't. She was disgusted with herself, disgusted at what she allowed this man to do to her. She felt terrible every time he touched her so intimately. She felt so dirty and used, she knew that she was just Gajeel's little sex toy.

She wished that she hadn't run, that day. She wished that she had died alongside her parents, who would surely be ashamed of her now.

Suddenly, Levy was snapped out of her train of thought as he hit her special spot again, and after a few thrusts she had another orgasm. Her mouth fell open, and a stream of saliva left it. She started to breath erratically as he pounded some more into her. She had just came, and he was making her come again!

Gajeel grinned again, albeit not without effort. His face kept trying to contort itself into that of a very pleasured expression, but he wouldn't allow that. He hated to make himself look vulnerable, even during sex.

Levy, again, tightened beyond belief and screamed out her release. Gajeel threw back his head and came as well, spilling into her. He collapsed on her, and he buried his face into her neck.

Levy sagged further into the bed, trying to take back the breath that he had stolen from her again. Gajeel pulled out of her, and rolled off of her.

All of a sudden, he wrapped an arm around her shoulders and pulled her to his chest, holding her. Levy froze, surprised at the sudden tenderness of his touch. Gajeel kissed the top of her head, and rubbed up and down her back.

"Gajeel-sama…?" Levy inquired softly, confused. Gajeel froze, stopping his hand in mid-stroke of her back. Then, he seemed to recollect himself as he quickly let go of her and left the room.

Levy sighed. 'I knew it was too good to be true.' she thought.

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