Author's note: Hello again! First i would like to apologize about the long update, writing this was brutal. Being my first lemon, i literally lost track of how many times i rewrote this, serious writer's block. Second, as this is my first lemon, i really don't know how i did lol. Is too lemony or not lemony enough!? Reviews are highly appreciated, they kept me going on this one. Enjoy!
As the sun began to set, Pantherlily flew the skies of Onibus, surveying the town from an eagle's eye. He had gathered information all day, from asking Miss Montgomery's neighbors to eavesdropping in pubs. So far, he found out that there were a string of random robberies that fit the description to the heiress': magical items missing with no sign of breaking and entering. The only valuable clue that he had was a witness that had briefly spotted the thief, confirming he was male.
Lily saw the hotel's familiar coral roof and landed soundly in front and headed inside into the elevator. He needed to tell the others what he had learned. Then, they would think of a strategy to capture the criminal and any others that might be working with him. Once the doors opened, Lily made a quick pace to Gajeel and Levy's room. Just as he positioned to knock, his ears picked up the sound of a soft moan coming from inside.
Lily's eyes widened, as he slowly put his arm back to his side. As Gajeel's partner, he knew better than anyone not to disturb a dragon, especially one who was in heat. With that final thought, Lily turned around and headed back to his room, thanking Mirajane for reminding everyone of his "claustrophobia".
Earlier
"Ooooh Gajeel, look what I found!" cried Levy. Gajeel looked at her from the kitchen as he munched on some salty crackers. From the bottom of the hotel closet, Levy pulled out a blue mini radio in one hand and took a sip of her jungle juice in the other. She passed the radio to Gajeel.
"I wonder if it still works…" wondered Levy.
Gajeel quickly turned the dials, searching for any reception. With a couple more turns, he found a station playing old school rock n roll. The sound of the wailing guitar grabbed his attention immediately.
"I like this band. They're probably the only guys that can actually play good music" said Gajeel, grunting his approval. The singer's voice rang through the tiny speakers as he laid down onto the bed, putting the radio on the nightstand. Levy looked at him while she snacked on a few crackers. With his grunge clothes and piercings, he looked like an undercover rock star. She eyed his long, black mane, her hands itching to touch it. Levy bit her lip drunkenly, embracing the liquid courage.
"I think you could pass for a rock star" she said shyly, fiddling with her cup. Gajeel cocked an eyebrow at her, slowly checking her out as she walked toward him.
"What makes ya say that?" he asked. Levy sat down on the bed next to him, circling the silver studs in his arm.
"Well you have the look down. Not to mention that you play guitar which is pretty cool…?" Levy trailed off, wishing she could say something charming and witty. She glanced up into his eyes, instantly regretting it. His eyes trapped her with his unwavering gaze, making her squirm. He gave her a half-smile, raising his hand to ruffle her hair.
"You're funny" said Gajeel. For some odd reason, Levy's chest swelled up with pride, pursing her lips in delight. Gajeel kept his hand on top of her head and slid his rough hand to caress the side of her face. Levy drew in a quick breath, surprised at the tender motion. The music started to fade as Gajeel shortened the space between them by tilting his head against hers. Levy could feel his hot breath against her lips, aching to close the gap. Just a little closer…
The moment broke as a rapt knock erupted from the door.
"Luggage call!" a male voice rang out. Levy turned her head at the sudden voice and jumped back from her current position. Gajeel gave an irate growl at the interruption, clenching his hand into a tight fist. Still holding her drink, she set her glass down and answered the door. Levy faced a young man in a black and white bellhop uniform who held two duffels and handed them over to her. Levy grabbed both bags and brought them into the room next to the couch, kicking the door shut behind her.
"Our bags arrived" she said. Levy could feel her cheeks heating up, not knowing how to fix the moment they shared. This never happened in any of her romance novels; they always played out perfectly! Without thinking, Levy grabbed her cup, refilling it halfway. She took another drink, smacking her lips in satisfaction. A new song came on the radio, this one with more emphasis on the drums and bass. Levy's eyes lit up with excitement, thanking the universe for the distraction.
"Turn it up Gajeel, this part's my favorite!" cried Levy, as she took another swig. Gajeel turned up the volume of the mini radio, nodding his head to the beat. Levy kicked off her shoes and danced to the music, swaying her hips from side to side. Gajeel watched her every move as he took a shot straight from the bottle. Levy caught him gazing at her, giving him a sensual smile.
"This is your fault, we're supposed to be working" giggled Levy, taking another sip.
"I didn't force the drink down your throat Levy that was all you" said Gajeel, feeling tipsy.
Levy set her drink down by the nightstand and twirled in drunken circles. "Come dance with me, Gajeel, you owe me for last time!"
Gajeel grinned and shook his head, downing the last of own glass. "Ah fuck it. No one's here anyways." He got up from the bed, swaying slightly as he adjusted his balance while Levy giggled at his clumsy posture. They came together in the formal ballroom dance position, her hand on his shoulder and his wrapped around her waist. Gajeel took the lead drunkenly and ended up stepping on her feet multiple times, causing Levy to wince in pain.
"Here, let's try something different" she said. Levy turned her back toward him and started to grind against him, raising her hands to tickle the sides of his face. Gajeel grabbed her by the hips, pulling her in closer to him. As Levy rocked from side to side, she began to feel something hard poking her backside. Levy smiled to herself, enjoying the sudden power that she had over him. Before she could turn around and gloat, she felt a wet pressure against the side of her neck.
Levy gave out a surprised gasp as Gajeel sucked her neck, occasionally nibbling it with his sharp teeth. A moan slipped out from her as she put one arm around his neck, pulling him in closer.
"Fuck Levy, you taste so good" whispered Gajeel, biting down harder.
He played with her shorts' belt loops, slipping his fingers underneath the thick khaki. His fingers massaged small circles below her stomach, his nails scraping playfully above her hot spot. Levy panted at the way he was teasing her, feeling a slight dampness in her panties.
"Gajeel…" she moaned. Feeling spontaneous, Levy removed his hands from her pants to turn around and face him. She brought both hands to the sides of his face, stared into his ruby eyes and kissed him firmly on the lips. Levy pulled away, liking the taste of salt and iron. It only took a second for Gajeel to grab the back of her head and smash their lips back together, shoving his tongue into her mouth. Levy gasped between breaths, both of their lips causing a fiery friction. He picked her up while she wrapped her arms and legs around him, giving him the opportunity to grab a handful of her plump rear. The way he kissed felt so animalistic, it left Levy breathless.
With one swift movement, Gajeel threw her on the bed, causing Levy to let out a yelp, focusing her dreamy gaze upon the iron dragon. In a flash, he appeared on top of her, efficiently pulling apart her shorts and top, leaving her in nothing but her underwear.
"Gajeel! Those were my favorite pair of shorts! And I just bought that top last week!" complained Levy. She didn't know whether to be mad about her destroyed clothes or turned on by his wild dominance.
"Don't worry about it Shrimp, I'll buy ya an outfit later. You can tear off my clothes if it makes ya feel any better" chuckled Gajeel. Levy gave him a mischievous smile and went straight for his shirt. Mustering up what little physical strength she had, she tore apart his tunic straight down the middle, admiring his perfectly chiseled chest.
Levy brushed her fingertips against it; each abdomen felt like it was made out of pure adamantine. She made her way up to his arms, giving each bicep a firm squeeze. Noticing that she was only half-way, she fiddled with the belt of his pants, finally prying it loose to reveal black boxers. Levy drew in a breath at the outline of his package, growing anxious and excited at the thought of seeing it. Gajeel noticed her admiring his body, giving her a playful smile.
"My turn" he said, grabbing both her arms and holding them above her head. With his free hand, he outgrew one of his fingernails, trailing it from the bottom of her stomach up to the center holding of her bra. With a flick of his iron claw, he plucked the binding, releasing her perky breasts. The sudden lack of warmth sent shivers down Levy's back, causing her nipples to harden.
Gajeel immediately latched his mouth onto her supple breast, while twisting and teasing the other with his hand. His tongue swirled around her pink bud, his tongue ring adding an extra, tingling pleasure. Levy closed her eyes and squirmed at the roughness of his touch, trying to refrain from moaning too loudly. Gajeel gave her bud a semi-hard bite, causing Levy to bite down hard on her lip. She pulled her lips apart, letting out another lustful cry as a drop of blood trickled down the side of her chin.
Gajeel's eyes flew open, his nostrils picking up the familiar scent. He moved from her breast and landed his mouth onto hers once more, sucking the iron juice from her lip. Levy took a quick peek at Gajeel, his half-closed crimson eyes becoming more fluorescent by the second.
Without warning, he grew out his sharp canines and bit down hard onto the right side of her neck. Levy let out an ear-splitting scream in a medley of pain and pleasure, but was quickly muffled by Gajeel's hand.
"Shhh" he comforted her, lapping up the blood that spilled from her neck. She whimpered as he sucked the blood from her, feeling like she was going to pass out at any given moment. Noticing her lack of energy, Gajeel sucked up the last few drops, releasing her hands to observe his work.
"What a tasty snack. Time for the main course" he said, shredding apart the remains of her underwear with his sharp nails. All Levy could do was lay helpless on the bed, still in shock at the numbing pain on her neck. Gajeel gave her a sadistic grin, his blood-stained mouth making him look even crazier than usual. He spread her legs apart dipping his head between her wet, warm thighs. Levy couldn't help but feel embarrassed at the way he was making her feel. Never had a guy in her life made her cum so much in foreplay.
Gajeel slipped out his pierced tongue, giving one long lick across her nether regions, sending Levy over the edge to nirvana. She desperately clung to the bed sheets, her legs trembling with eroticism while the barbell in his tongue rolled over her swelling clit. As he ate her out like a starving man, she shakily let out one of her arms to grab onto his head, shamelessly crying out for more.
"Please don't stop...don't stop…" Levy jostled her fingers through his hair, digging her nails into his scalp as he sent her another wave of euphoria.
"Oh Gajeel, I think I'm going to cum…aaah…" Levy felt Gajeel's rough tongue once more as he cleaned up the mess she made. With a satisfied smirk he wiped his chin with the back of his hand.
"You taste like strawberries. I like it" he said, as he stood up from the bed and removed his boxers, revealing his long and erect member.
Levy's eyes widened apprehensively, never seeing one so big before. Although she was still a virgin, she had read enough perverted books to know what to do next. She crawled her way to the end of the bed, grasping his shaft firmly. Remembering what happened in many of her racy novels, she slowly pumped, adding some of her spit to give the job a more slippery effect.
Gajeel let out a strangled moan as she put her mouth over the head, sucking on the tip at a rapid pace. Opening her jaw wider, Levy sucked on the rest of his cock, still pumping what her mouth couldn't reach. She gagged at the thickness, evoking Gajeel to throw his head at the feeling of her wet mouth surrounding him. He let out a hiss of pleasure, feeling the familiar urge to let out all the poison that was trapped within him.
"Fuck…not yet…" said Gajeel. He abruptly pushed Levy onto her back, spreading her legs with his knees. Levy took in a deep breath preparing for the sweet pain that she had heard so much about.
"Listen Levy, I won't be able to hold back" said Gajeel, as he positioned his cock toward her entrance. "This will be the last time I hurt you I swear…"
Levy's eyes grew wide over his last statement. She had no idea he was still holding on to the past, despite the fact that she had forgiven him long ago. She sat up straight and kissed him lightly on the lips.
"Don't worry; this is the kind of hurt that I will gladly welcome. Especially if it means it's from you." Gajeel's eyes widened, amazed at how much had changed from the time they first met. With a small smile, he tilted his head once more against hers.
"Hmph, be careful what you wish for Shrimp" he said. Levy gave out a playful squeal has he pushed her back onto the bed and ravished her mouth with his own. He pulled back, grabbed his sex and forcefully shoved it into Levy's wet entrance.
Words couldn't describe how Levy felt when Gajeel first entered her. He wasn't even half way in, but the hurt brought tears to her eyes. Gajeel noticed this but kept thrusting into her harder. Levy moaned and clutched the bed sheets, feeling as if she was being stabbed repeatedly with an iron hot spear.
As the minutes passed, the pain started to turn more into pleasure, causing Levy's hips to relax and allow better access for Gajeel. She wrapped her arms and legs around him, bringing them closer together. Every thrust now felt like a jolt of electricity that sent Levy into uncontrolled spasms.
"G-Gajeel…it feels so good…aaah!" cried Levy, as her eyes rolled back. Gajeel snickered and pulled out of her. Without warning, he flipped her over onto her stomach, giving her rear a satisfying smack. Levy gave out a cry as she felt her hair being pulled back, forcing her onto her hands and knees.
"You're all mine now" whispered Gajeel into Levy's ear. Levy shuddered; half afraid, half exhilarated by the way he was treating her. Gajeel released his grip on her vibrant hair and entered her once more, placing both hands on the sides of her hips. With this new position, Levy felt Gajeel's cock even more inside her, her sodden walls closing around it. Once he found his balance, Gajeel's thrusts became faster and harder, leaving Levy panting in sexual bliss.
"I'm gonna cum Levy" moaned Gajeel. Levy nodded her head, feeling another climax take over her. Within seconds, Levy felt Gajeel's seed explode inside her, mixing in with her own sexual juices. Levy collapsed onto the bed with Gajeel on top of her, exhausted and ecstatic. The arousal inside Levy was so intense; she almost wished it could've lasted longer. Being with Gajeel, having him inside her was like being on cloud nine.
Gajeel finally pulled out, releasing the excess juices from Levy's nether regions. He lay on the bed, resting his arm around her hips. Levy turned on her side to look at him, smiling at the man that she gave her virginity to.
I'm glad that I chose him, she thought. Gajeel opened one eye lazily to look at her, a small grin on his face.
"So, I take it you had fun?" he asked. Levy shoved his arm playfully, bringing her face up to his.
"I did, actually. It looks like you did too, from that BJ I gave you. You were practically at my mercy" she giggled. Gajeel raised an eyebrow, looking oddly pleased.
"Beginner's luck, Shrimp. But if you still want to convince me, you can always do it again" he winked. Levy laughed, now ruffling the top of his hair.
"Hmm maybe. Though I better get an even greater performance from you in return!" squealed Levy, as Gajeel kissed her, squeezing onto her rear occasionally.
"Now that is something I can do for you" he whispered in her ear, playing with her flyaway hairs. Levy smiled up at him, loving the attention. She snuggled up next to him, inhaling his natural, musky scent while he stroked her hair. The two fell into deep sleep; both wondering if what they experienced was all just a wonderful dream.