Today was another early morning as we shifted our sleep schedule to prepare for the twenty-four hour sprint. We're really going to have to reconsider how we handle this at some point, but there aren't a lot of great options. Either we shift our sleep schedules, we give up the first few hours of the portal opening, or we foolishly try to just power through and stay up for… what? 36 hours straight? I've pulled all-nighters before, but that would be extreme, especially with the amount of activity we'll be doing in that time.
Maybe we should just permanently switch our sleep schedules so that we wake up at midnight? That sounds kind of rough in its own way though. Hmm. I'll keep thinking about it.
But waking up early certainly did make the upcoming portal opening feel more 'real'. I had already been counting down the days, but now it was all I could focus on.
While Levy finished the clay pots we made yesterday I went over all the stuff we had and our two bags, thinking about what we needed to bring. I could pack a lot in the bags, but also I wanted a lot of room in them to bring stuff back.
I spent a couple hours in that state, going back and forth as I packed and repacked our bags. We didn't have much that would be useful, but I must have tried every combination of possible items to bring, including the pickax at one point, though I doubted we'd need that unless we needed to break down a wall or something. I also debated bringing blapple seeds with us. A part of me wanted to just plant them in every world we visited, leaving behind a sort of trail.
"What are you doing?" Levy asked as she finished up with the pots, leaving them in the now uncovered kiln to cool, interrupting my pondering about what effect a tree that produces blapples would have on most worlds, if any.
"Packing," I said in what was probably an unconvincing manner considering I was surrounded by everything we owned and two empty bags, frowning at them.
"I see…" she said, trailing off. "Well, why don't you take a break from that and join me with some exercise?"
I blinked in surprise. Not at the idea, but at the fact that this was the first time the idea had come up. I had exercised regularly before becoming a Contractor, but it just hadn't occurred to me since then. Well, except for a few tangential thoughts whenever I thought about getting Body Tune-Up, which would eliminate the need to exercise to keep my body in shape.
But even if that was the case, the idea of stretching my limbs and building up a sweat sounded appealing. "Sure," I said before standing up, glad to get my mind off the packing. "Some equipment would be nice, but I guess there's plenty we can do without it."
I quickly learned that Levy was just as familiar with exercising as I was, if not more so. Which made sense. Even if she isn't a melee fighter like many of her peers, staying in shape was still super important for any Fairy Tail mage.
We started out with some stretches, with Levy giving me some tips. Stretching wasn't something I considered myself skilled at, I did the bare minimum to prevent injury and that was it. Levy insisted I push a little further though, and we spent a good half hour just working on improving my flexibility.
It was probably a waste of time… but I certainly enjoyed watching her stretch while naked and could appreciate the curves of her body even more. I'd have spent the next three hours stretching if it meant I could watch Levy do the same, viewing her toned body in every position. I especially liked it when she raised her arms above her head and behind her back, as both did very incredible things to emphasize her modest breasts.
Of course, this resulted in me getting a boner while we stretched, something Levy would have had to be blind to miss. But when she did see it, she just smirked and continued on as if she hadn't, so I didn't make a big deal out of it either. Though it certainly didn't go away.
Working out with a boner wasn't the weirdest thing I had done with a boner. Since Levy and I had essentially become nudists, we did most of our daily activities in the buff. Which was nice in a lot of ways, but at first it had been weird. Cooking, making clay stuff, planting the saplings- we did everything naked. Some of which involved fire or tools or being near rough things that, at first, made me very nervous and fearful for my more sensitive parts.
But it's amazing what you can get used to. I fully expect to feel weird in a few days when we have to get dressed to go through the portal, because being naked feels natural now. And my concerns about doing certain activities faded away as I realized that it wasn't like things were constantly hitting my balls while I was wearing pants, so there was no reason for it to happen while I was naked.
Granted, since Levy was also naked all the time and since she's so sexy, sometimes, as I am a hot blooded male, I would just randomly get aroused while in the middle of one of those things. And making clay pots with a boner is definitely weird, but also something you get used to.
Compared to that, working out with a boner was nothing but a minor distraction at worst. And it wasn't only me that was distracted. Levy would occasionally glance at it, not really bothering to hide it but not making it obvious either, and I had a feeling that some of the flush visible on her skin wasn't just from the exercises we were doing.
Especially when we helped each other with sit ups, alternating doing a set of sit ups while the other held their feet. When I held down Levy's feet I got an up and close view of the way her body glistened with sweat, the movement of her toned stomach as she used those muscles to pull herself up, and of course her lightly bouncing breasts as she went up and down.
Which meant that when we switched, I was pretty aroused, and it showed. She spent most of her time while I did my sit ups staring at my erection, a small grin on her face overshadowed by desire.
But neither of us stopped to indulge. We had sex most nights and then every so often during the day. Whenever we took a bath we did so together and we usually ended up fooling around at least a little bit. So it's not that we were being shy about it. There was just an unspoken understanding that we should wait, that it wasn't time to acknowledge what was going on. And we were both definitely enjoying the rising anticipation.
We did a few other exercises like this. We used tree branches for different kinds of pull ups. I got to push Levy a bit in introducing her to more than just the standard pull up, showing her how changing the position of her hands emphasized different muscles. We also did pushups, planks, and some lunges. Nothing crazy, just basic stuff.
"We've worked up quite a sweat," Levy commented when we finished. And we had. I could feel it on my own skin, and I could see the way her body glistened with a thin sheen of it. It was far from a turn off though.
"I say we've earned ourselves a nice warm bath," she continued, a smirk on her face. She sauntered towards the bathtub, and yes, I mean sauntered. There was an exaggerated swagger to her steps that shook her hips from side to side with every step that was definitely there purely for my enjoyment. And I certainly made sure to enjoy it.
I slowly followed her, my eyes glued to her ass, and waited with a throbbing erection as she filled the tub with steaming water. She turned around and gave me a smile when it was ready, and I stepped into it.
We had a system for bath time, and today was no different. I got in first, settling into a sitting position with my legs splayed out and my arms on top of the edges of the bath. The clay seams between the bricks were a little rough on my back, but I had gotten used to that feeling.
The hot water felt amazing as usual as I submerged myself in it, the temperature doing wonders to soothe the muscles I had just spent an hour working out. But even better was when Levy took her spot in my lap, her smaller form just barely fitting between my legs and her back against my chest. The top of her head stopped right at my chin, and my erection pressed against the small of her back.
For a while we just sat there in silence, enjoying the hot water and each other's presence. But there was no way that was going to last long. Not with all the sexual tension that had built up during our exercise, and not with Levy pressed against me within easy reach.
I lifted my arms from the edges of the tub and instead reached over Levy's shoulders. I didn't rush, there was no need. Instead I started by placing my hands on her shoulders and slowly slid them forward, down her chest to the two soft mounds of her breasts.
She leaned back against me at my touch and let out a soft hum of contentment as I started kneading her breasts. No matter how many times I groped her I never got sick of it. There is something just so satisfying about the feeling of tits in your hand, and Levy's were the perfect size to fill mine.
The water in the tub splashed gently as it was rocked back and forth by my small movements. It was the only sound aside from the noises Levy was making, and even those were so quiet I could only hear them because of how close we were.
Though those noises increased in volume when I stopped simply squeezing her breasts and instead cupped them as I lightly pinched her nipples. She stiffened slightly as I did and turned her head to look at me. Her expression was divine, her lips slightly parted and her eyes clouded with lust and desire.
I don't remember leaning down but I do remember her lips on mine as we kissed hungrily. She had one arm brought up and back so she could wrap it around my neck and pull the two of us even closer. I reciprocated by pulling her close as well, using my grip on her chest. Her body moved up so she was on top of my legs rather than between them, and my shaft became trapped between her ass cheeks.
Both of us jerked our hips as we kissed, lightly grinding my cock against her ass. The water splashed more vigorously then, but I barely paid attention to it, focused as I was on the taste and feeling of Levy.
We both knew each other's body fairly well by that point, so no words were needed when we were ready to move to the next step. We both just knew. Our lips separated, a strand of saliva bridging the gap momentarily before breaking. We looked at each other, both slightly panting for breath, and then Levy smiled at me.
She turned to face forward as she let her arm drop, and I let go of her as well so she could reposition herself. She planted both of her hands on the edge of the tub and pushed herself up. Her blue hair filled my vision as she rose up to be level with me. She then pressed her ass against my stomach to steady herself as she let go of the bath with one hand. She used her then-free hand to reach down into the water and between her legs and gently wrapped her fingers around the tip of my penis.
I let out a pleased hum as she touched me, the feeling muted slightly by the water between us. Though her movements also caused the water to stir in a way that lightly brushed against the parts of my erection that she wasn't touching, which made up for it.
I kissed her on the back of her neck as she lined me up with herself. The water was hot, but her lower lips were even hotter as the tip of my dick slipped between them and pressed against her tight entrance.
Then, with an excruciatingly ecstatic slowness, she lowered herself back down. I resisted the urge to buck my hips as she did, reveling in the feeling of piercing her and pushing apart her tight and hot inner walls. She gripped me tightly, every millimeter of my dick encompassed by blissful pressure.
Barely taking a moment to adjust to having me inside of her, Levy immediately started moving, using her hands, which were both back on the edge of the tub, to push herself up and down. I put my hands on her waist to help support her and started thrusting up into her in time, working with her hit maximum pleasure.
The water in the tub quickly grew very agitated, the splashing now rhythmic and severe enough that water occasionally spilled, but neither of us minded. And almost as if she were competing with the sound of the splashing, Levy's noises of pleasure grew from soft grunts and heavy breaths to full flown moans as I plunged into her depths.
Her back was hot against my chest as she slid up and down it. I could feel her heartbeat through our contact and could only assume she felt mine as well. My pleasure was ever increasing, but it wasn't enough.
I let go of her waist and put my hands on the edge of the tub as well so I could properly push myself up. She made a small noise of surprise as I rose into a standing position , but she quickly understood what I was going for as she stood with me. Without pulling out of her, we shifted so that we were both standing in the tub, water not even reaching our knees, and with Levy bent over so her hands were on the far edge of the tub.
I started thrusting my hips at a far faster pace than she had been bouncing before, pounding her doggy-style. The volume of Levy's moans rise accordingly, accompanying the new sound of flesh slapping against flesh. I drank in the sight of her smooth back, eyes tracing the lines of her musculature and the water that dripped down it. Each thrust sent a muted ripple up her back, visible only in how the water reacted.
Her insides writhed constantly as I pistoned inside of her. Speaking of feelings I don't think I'll ever get sick of, that was another one. The way I could tell how much she was enjoying it purely through how it felt inside of her as I experienced it through the most sensitive part of my body.
Without Sexual Calibration, we couldn't have sex like that. There's no way I'd last that long, and with how fiercely I was thrusting into her, one of both of us would be left sore or possibly bruised. But I didn't have to worry about those kinds of things anymore. I can have sex to my heart's content.
It's not until Levy cries out and she tightens even more as she climaxes that I let myself cum as well, thrusting forward one last time to reach as deep into her as I could before filling her shuddering womb with my seed.
We hang there like that, both enjoying the slowly dying waves of pleasure until our climaxes ended entirely. The only sound then was our panting as we caught our breath. After another moment I pulled my hips back, pulling out of Levy with a shudder from both of us, and sat back down in the tub.
Which put me right at eye level of Levy's freshly fucked pussy as she maintained her position for a few seconds. I could clearly see every detail, including her twitching entrance, and as I watched a thin stream of my cum leaked out of it, falling into the bath.
If I hadn't still been hard, that would have been enough to make me hard again.
Once Levy recovered completely she sat back down as well, this time resting entirely on my lap, my cock reaching up between her legs, which she closed around it so she gripped it with her luscious thighs. She reached down and played with the tip that poked above her legs.
"Now the bath water is going to be all dirty," I faux-complained as I wrapped my arms around her stomach, holding her close.
"Then we'll just have to take another bath later," Levy said without worry.
"Later? Not now?" I asked.
"Roland Junior looks like he's ready to keep going, and I am as well," she replied, and I could practically hear the coy smile on her face. "Unless you're saying you want to stop?"
I chuckled. "You know me better than that," I replied, more than happy to continue.
Well. Suffice to say, today wasn't very productive, as we were too busy fucking. I honestly didn't mean to go into that much detail with what we did, but as I started writing it, I was reliving the moment, and it just sorta flowed. Maybe I missed my calling as a writer? Who knows. But I don't mind detailing our sex life I guess. Especially since the only people likely to read this are me and my retinue, so I don't see the need to skip the details.
Well, other than time. We had sex straight through lunch and up until dinner. VV and Tinks mostly played with each other while we did, ignoring us as they normally did whenever we started having sex. We moved from the tub at some point, continuing our fun out in the open. It's an exhilarating feeling to have sex beneath that infinite sky as you bare yourself before the entire empty world.
While Sexual Calibration meant we didn't have to worry about most things, hunger was still a concern and it was what eventually stopped us. And by the time we ate, it was almost time for our early bedtime to shift our sleep schedule, and really I'm only taking the time to write this journal before we go to bed.
I'm pretty sure Levy did it on purpose to distract me. I'm not the most observant, but I'm capable of putting two and two together. I'm grateful though. I was starting to stress out this morning.
Tomorrow will probably be worse, but Levy will help keep my mind focused on making plans and shopping lists. And I don't think I'm going to bother with a journal entry. Plans that don't come to fruition don't really need to be recorded, and our lists are recorded elsewhere and I'll mention whatever we pick up in the entry for our trip. So there's no need to write it twice.
So the next time I update it'll be after our trip to another world. Fingers crossed it's a good one.
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AN: About time we get more Levy smut. For some reason it just didn't feel like a good time to show more, even though they've been fucking off screen like rabbits. Though, overall, this fic might not end up as smut heavy as some of my others.
Next chapter is the portal excursion, so it might take a bit. The world has already been randomly selected. I actually made a list of all the worlds I'd be willing to write for this challenge(it ended up exactly 100 worlds long, though I need to add some more I forgot) and arranged them by DR. Then some of my Subscribers each rolled a random world, and I rolled for a random one on that smaller list. This is how I'll handle most portal openings going forward, at least for now. I'm pretty excited for what the dice determined this time. See you then!
