A/N: heyyyy ppl! Im back with another update! Sorry this took me some time cos busy with things and all. Gajevy is in the house! Heh.
Anyway I just found out I could reply to those with accounts via pm. -.- sorry for being a noob heh. Will reply each of your reviews soon! 3
When he came around, Gajeel was tied up, his hands were bound behind him and legs tied together. At least he was sitting down.
His energy was not so dangerously low so he had confidence he could break the bonds easily. His sharp ears picked up shuffling sounds and he looked up, careful not to let himself catch vertigo.
The blue fairy was trying to hide behind a pile of books, her fingers gripping the books, her eye and blue hair peeking out. If eyes could hurt, Gajeel was sure he would be bleeding profusely at the moment from the death stare she was currently sporting.
He leaned his head back and huffed. "Ya tryin' to hide, shrimp? It ain't workin' ya know."
She let out a squeak and quickly hid herself fully. A book flew out from her hiding place and hit Gajeel on his nose.
"Ow! The hell was that for?!"
"I'm not a shrimp you oaf!" She shouted.
"Gihi. Could've fooled me." Gajeel looked at the cover of the book which she had decided to generously throw at him and he let out a snort.
"Mating rituals? Are you in heat or somethin'?"
She let out another squeak, and her fear of him forgotten, she ran out from the books and towards him. As her hand reached out to grab the offending book, Gajeel's hand gripped her wrist and with a flick, had her back flushed against his chest.
Levy managed to scream before the oaf slapped his hand against her mouth. When did he undo the rope? She bit his hand down but his hand rippled into something metallic but soft. Surprised, she leaned back to see the hand.
His chest rumbled with laughter, "Curious lil thing aren't ya?"
Levy gasped and then remembered she was trapped so she tried her best to wriggle her way out but that brought both of his hands down firmly on her hips and his mouth near her ear.
"You'll wake my dragon up, shrimp." He whispered.
It didn't take long for Levy to understand his dirty meaning and her face instantly heat up from the blood rushing to it.
"H-how are you an angel you big ill-mannered pervert?!" She shouted, trying to cover up her pleasure at being gripped and whispered to. No! She meant, her disgust so he won't be offended. Maybe. But, his touch was really nice..
"Let me go!" Levy tried again, but his arms snaked around her body and held her firmly against his. His legs then piled on top of hers, effectively cutting off her wriggling. Levy made a mental note to relearn tying up prisoners, clearly her knowledge was lacking.
She tried to bully her way out but strength was never her strong suit.
Sighing, she tried to slam her head back but obviously, he predicted her movement and gripped her head with one of his hands while his head leaned against hers at the side.
His tongue, strong, warm and wet licked her neck, making Levy shiver involuntarily.
"W-what are y-you do-" Levy's outburst was interrupted as he started to suck on her neck.
Oh that was really good..
Levy let out a sigh, which made the oaf chuckled and released his hold on her head.
"A demon who looks like a fairy and acts so shy but tastes like sin.. is that why they hide you here? Some kind of secret weapon?" He licked and nibbled her neck to her shoulder, giving her a little bite before taking a long sniff of her neck. "And your smell.. makes me giddy with want."
He was making her giddy with want. Levy could feel wetness between her legs, want readily pooling at a region she wasn't used to feeling. She clenched her jaw, trying to think past the foreign feeling.
"Why are you in my lair?"
He stopped his biting and rested his chin on her shoulder. "How the hell should I know? I was captured and the next thing I knew, I was thrown here. Was gonna find the exit, but I don't mind spending some time here with such a pretty lil shrimp."
"So, you didn't mind killing me on the way out?" Levy hissed.
Well shit. Gajeel forgot all about that. Her body had tensed, but this time it was in anger.
He unconsciously let out a soft whine while nuzzling her throat, "I wasn't gonna kill you. Just scare you enough to tell me the exit." He sniffed again and licked her neck again, with the intention to soothe the little fairy. "I was acting on instincts, honey."
Shit! The hell he called her honey for! Gajeel could feel blood rushing to his cheeks as he realised that he had called the enemy with an endearment. To top it off, he never called anyone that. But, he never viewed her as the enemy so it felt right to call her that. And he realised, her smell was similar to honey, his favourite treat.
The little thing turned around, making herself comfortable on his lap. Her eyes were wide, her head tilting as she asked, "Honey?"
If his blood could rush even faster, his head would burst from the blood build-up. "Uhh. Another term for short stuff back where I come from. "
She bit her lower lip, distracting Gajeel. " I see." She said slowly enough for Gajeel to notice how plump and pink her lips were. They weren't pouty and big but just nice to cushion his when he slammed his lips against hers.
Huh? The hell is wrong with him!
"Those metal studs, did you pierce them yourself?" She reached up to lightly trace them but as soon as she touched them, a jolt went through Gajeel to settle sharply below his belly.
He grabbed both of her wrists, trying to glare and intimidate her. "Don't. They're a part of me and I-" He stopped to struggle out the next few words. "I'm very sensitive."
She gave a little a grin which absolutely melted his heart. He only just met her and Gajeel knew, this little fairy was going to be the death of him.
"I only want to touch, please?" She leaned in, letting Gajeel smell her honey scent, as if knowing that was soon going to be his weakness and her weapon.
He let go and leaned back, sighing. "Fine. But only for awhile." He let his hands settle loosely on the curve of her hips, his thumbs lightly stroking her soft, exposed skin.
Gajeel clenched against the feel of her soft fingers stroking his metal studs on his eyebrows. Her mouth had slightly opened and her eyes had closed halfway, as if in a sleepy trance.
"I'm Levy. You?" She whispered.
"Gajeel." He whispered back, hypnotized by her strokes and her facial expression.
"Gajeel. Gajeel. Gajeel." She started chanting his name.
At first, Gajeel thought nothing much of her peculiar chant. Maybe fairies do that to remember another being's name? That was until she said his full name and his status.
"Gajeel Redfox, adopted son of Metallicana. Descendant of the Angel of Doom and inherited the power of the metal dragon. Precious, precious stones for the taking."
Her eyes had glazed over, her voice changing to that with an eerie tone as if she was foretelling his demise. Her strokes were stronger and faster, making Gajeel jerk in response.
"Why do you flee angel? Why do you flee from the Holy War, this conflict which you brought upon yourselves?"
He looked at her and grabbed her wrists, stopping her from touching him.
"Oh no no angel. I disappear when I want to." Her head tilted and with a creepy smile, continued. "Ahh general of the ground fleet. Easy, yes easier to control the precious stones sleeping beneath the land."
"Who the shit are you?" He growled out, goosebumps forming on his skin from the fairy's transformation.
"Future, past. Present doesn't matter anymore. Maybe. Ohh..You will seek the massive stone, of the eye of the diamond warrior which you so valiantly protect. Oh but you no longer care to protect.. only to create.. Aid Natsu Dragneel, future father and bearer of the world."
With that, Levy collapsed against Gajeel, her wrists still held by him who was still in shock over what had just happened.
Levy could feel her headache receding. Her eyes blinked several times to clear the fog and she slowly took in her surroundings. She was enveloped in something warm and firm, the smell of ore and earth soothing her. It smelled like, Gajeel.
She quickly pushed herself from his comfortable chest but he quickly stopped her. "You don't wanna fall on your head, do you shrimp?"
Levy felt herself blush and ignored it. She had more important things to do than play maiden with a angel. She mumbled a quick thank you and untangled herself from him and went to search for her scrolls, her tail twitching in agitation.
"The exit is right at the opposite end of this room. As much as I would have loved to explore you, I don't have the luxury of time at the moment. Also, I care nothing for angel hostages, father knows why they even bother to throw them in here."
So occupied was Levy with finding her scrolls, she didn't notice Gajeel was already at her back. She let out a squeak when she felt both of his warm, rough hands on her shoulder, gripping them.
"This got something to do with whatever just went inside you just now?"
Levy froze and turned around to give him an incredulous look. "What?"
He let her go and pushed his hair back, making Levy stare at his biceps. "Something came over you. And I suspect that thing just foretold a future but I don't understand a thing of what it said."
"I, spoke to you? As in, engaged with you in a conversation?"
"Uhh, yeah?" Gajeel looked at her as if she was an imbecile who had no knowledge of common words.
"That has never happened before." She frowned and pulled him by his wrist. "I take back what I said earlier. You have to tell me everything."
As they sat down, surrounded by books and shelves, Gajeel recounted the earlier conversation he had with the freaky thing as Levy furiously scribbled down on her worn out scrolls.
"What about you? You didn't realise even a little bit that another being just went inside you and talked to me?"
Levy stopped her scribbling and crossed her arms together as she replied, "No, not at the slightest. Usually I would just space out and collapse, even with others around me."
"So you space out? That's all?"
"A being, with light hair and a long dress would always show me snippets of the future. But usually they're so distorted I can't make anything out. Only recently I could make out the word, Worldstone. This time however, I saw the Worldstone, surrounded by light and wings. Then a foreign place filled with beings I have never seen before. But, I saw an angel, with pink hair and his hand around my sister." Levy stopped and looked up at Gajeel.
"What is the Worldstone to you angels?"
"Never heard of it, shrimp." He stopped for awhile before speaking again, "Pink hair? Hand around your, sister?"
"Yes. Gosh Gajeel, didn't know you had hearing problems." Levy teased him as she continued to scribble on her scrolls.
He grabbed her hand and tugged her to face him. "That pink hair, that's Natsu. He's the only angel with that girly shade. And he was captured with us here."
Levy stared at Gajeel.
"I need to find the rest of them and escape, Levy. That future doesn't sound good."