I wanna send my love to y'all for reading my story. Work's taking up a lot of time for me, so I'll be a little MIA for a while. But here's another chapter to y'all dearies.

Gajeel walked inside again, he and Natsu had had a lot to talk about. He had heard from the others in the club that Natsu had sort of lost it when he hadn't found Lucy earlier. Gajeel figured he didn't know what was going on, and he felt like it was his job to help him with it. It was the first time for Gajeel too, he hadn't felt like this for someone else and it was like a shock for him too, but he had been prepared for it. Obviously Natsu wasn't. They didn't agree on much but when it came to the dragon stuff they knew they didn't have anyone else to turn to, so they needed to keep together on this. They had agreed to help Wendy out when her time came. Gajeel hoped it was long before that happened, he didn't know if he was ready to have the "dragon talk" with a girl. He was hardly ready to have it with Natsu. But him prancing on Lucy just cause he didn't know where she went didn't seem like anything anyone would tolerate.

When he got inside he noticed that he couldn't smell Levys scent so well. He wondered why, it hadn't been a problem around people before. He looked around in the room and saw her sitting with Lucy and the others. He then realized why he didn't smell her like he used to. She was drinking. He wondered why the scent was less strong when she drank, he thought it would be stronger. He looked around the room and saw Natsu looking at Lucy as well, some kind of relief was seen on his face and Gajeel relaxed a little. He walked around in the room and talked to the other clubs present and some of his own member. Even if the scent Levy gave off was numbed it was still there and it was louring him towards her for more. But he kept his mind focused on being a good member for the club, he didn't want to get in more trouble since the door incident the other night. At some points Gajeel could feel her scent getting stronger and he turned around to see what was happening, it usually was that the girls talked about something that made her blush. It was fine. He didn't really mind her having a good time. But when her scent once again got strong and stronger this time than before he worried. He twirled around and saw one fellow from another club sitting really close to Levy. He was making her blush, he was making her giggle and she was having a good time with him. Anger spurred in his mind his fists were shaking. It wasn't unusual for fights to start during these parties, but it was usually not Gajeel who started them. Before he could even think a big block of iron was thrusted towards the man next to Levy. It struck him right in the stomach and effectively made him pass out. He then stalked over to Levy and picked her up, threw her over his shoulder and walked towards his garage. He didn't mind that Levy was asking what the hell he was doing. He didn't care that she didn't want to come with him. He just needed her for himself. He put Levy down carefully and sat down beside her and tried to stop his shaking fists. Her scent then hit him like a brick wall and he moaned out. Beside him Levy started to giggle. Gajeel looked at her, his eyes were turned a shade darker and his teeth seemed sharper, that feral look that seemed to come with dragon slayers. Levy giggled a little more before she tried to focus her eyes on him.

"You look like a hairy murderer, but you're really just a fur ball!" she giggled. Gajeel's features soften and he sighed. "Like a big, really big, huge hair-man!" she giggled. "Without facial hair, just hair on the head. And other parts. I don't know bout the other parts." She said and giggled a little more. Gajeel looked at her with a stunned look on his face.

"You're not mad?"

"Why would I be, you're so cute." She grinned and planted a kiss on his nose. Some kind of switch inside of him turned and those feral eyes were back and he moved his face to Levy. Inches away from her lips he could smell her so well, another moan escaped his lips and like she was drawn close Levy connected their lips together. Hearing her moan in the kiss spurred Gajeel on even further. He moved closer, grabbing her chin and pulling her body towards him. Lost in the kiss Gajeel didn't realize what he was doing as he moved his hands over Levys back, down her ass and back again. He was lost in her scent, in her taste and in the feeling of having her in his hands. He felt her hands wander towards his back, up in his hair and he felt her moan more than he heard it. Gajeel had pulled her off her chair and had her now pinned down on the floor and moved his hand all over her. Cupped her breasts for a moment before he moved it down her stomach over her crotch and back again. He felt her arch her back, somewhere in his mind a voice told him this wasn't right. But that voice couldn't be more wrong, this was everything, he hadn't felt something this right before. He moved his hand under her dress and felt her soft, hot skin on his. He broke the kiss and looked into her eyes. She had a loopy smile, her lips were red and glistened. She looked happy and her cheeks were filled with a nice red. She caressed Gajeels face and sighed. "Big ball of fur, so cute." She said and she moved her fingers over his eyes. "You don't have to look scary for me, I like you either way." She breathed and grinned wide. Gajeel grabbed her hand and kissed it softly and sighed deeply.

"Become mine." He said, it sounded almost like a growl and it made Levys entire being shiver.

"I'll be yours, but you'll have to be mine as well." She breathed.

"Levy. Be my mate." He breathed and buried his face in her neck. Planting kissed where he could reach.

"What does that mean? Mate." She breathed and her breathing hitched as she felt Gajeels lips on her skin.

"Mine forever, connected to me, I'll never be able to leave you, I'll always know when you need me and you'll never belong to anyone else." Gajeel breathed and nibbled at her neck.

"And if I will." Levy breathed and let out a soft moan. "Every other dragon around will know I'm yours right." She whispered. Gajeel lifted his head and looked into her eyes and nodded softly.

"Everyone will know you're mine, no one will try to take you and those who try will perish." He breathed and rested his forehead on hers. He was proud that she did realize this even when she was drunk. He didn't really feel like he was taking advantage of her intoxicated state. She was this aware, then she could tell him to stop and he would. Her words would be his law.

"How do you do that? Make me yours?" she asked and moved her thumb over his lips.

"I'd bite you." He stated and grinned a little suggestively. Levy giggled a little and sighed.

"Can you make me yours tomorrow and just take me now?" she breathed and a bright blush crept over her face. Gajeel groaned and buried his face in the nape of her neck and breathed out a long breath.

"You're killing me." He breathed but didn't say no to her wish and started moving his hands again.