Authors Note: I really wanted to add a lemon but was busy plotting the rest of this random story. So sorry it's partial and its definitely filler but oh well. Its cute.

Enjoy GaLe partial lemon!


X Marks the Spot


The metallic scent of blood had Levy sucking in a breath. How she always managed to cut herself on something whenever she tagged along to Gajeel's nest never ceased to amaze her. "Ouch," the bluenete whined lowly while shoving the still-bleeding finger into her mouth. "I have to make a mental note to be more careful…maybe gloves would be better?"

"What are you muttering about?"

"How not get tetanus while looking through these crates," Levy shot back at the looming mass of dark hair and red eyes crowding her space, "I'm unlucky and seem to stick my hands where sharp edges love to hang out." Her complaints were just met with a grunt as Gajeel sat another 2 down in front of her.

"You're the one digging around in all this junk."

"Junk that APPARENTLY contains crystals that you forget you have!"

"It didn't seem important enough to remember."

"But it was important enough for you to hoard?" Levy shot back. Her throbbing finger was making her a little testier than normal. Add in the fact that she's been in this dusty, metal-filled cavern for the last 6 hours painstakingly combing through his items. The black opal he'd handed over easily paid for 4 months of their shop-related expenses. Levy had been so euphoric about the find, that Gajeel and her didn't end up leaving their bed for 2 days. Levy's face grew hot at the memory.

"Right," Gajeel drawled, bringing her back to the task at hand. She rolled her eyes and pointed to the pile of junk to her left.

"Dig through that, I'm sure something shiny caught my attention."

"Bossy."

"I am and you love it," Levy laughed while shoving her hands back into the crate in front of her. She could have sworn she had seen her reflection. "I KNEW I WASN'T SEEING THINGS!" her excited squeal had Gajeel whipping around to level her with a curious look. "I just found these beautiful Obsidian sheets! The color is deep and they're pretty large."

"Okay…" Gajeel seemed confused, "Why are you excited to see these again? Nothing here is magical."

"I'm excited because I've had this idea in my head and now I think we can do it without it being out of budget." Levy started jumping up to tug him back to her side so she could show him as she talked. "Obsidian scrying mirrors. I'm thinking we could cut out different-sized mirrors. While these obsidian slabs don't have magical power of their own they can still be helpful for beginners and energy absorption. Plus, pretty black mirrors, any modern magic challenged witch's dream."

"Hm."

"Do you think you could cut them if I gave you measurements?"

"Yeah, Shrimp. Easy."

"I knew this wouldn't be for anything! I think its okay to call it quits now that I found something worthwhile." Levy hummed happily while straightening up. She rubbed her soot-covered hands on her jeans and smiled. "I guess your hoarding came in handy."

"It isn't hoarding."

"Then why call it a hoard?"

"…."

"Exactly." Levy giggled, ignoring the agitation pouring off her dragon. "What –"

"You think I won't retaliate?" Gajeel rumbled from behind Levy, causing the petit woman to freeze. Alarm and excitement traced a path down her spine. She knew what that tone of voice meant but before she could turn to see for herself, she was yanked backwards. The second her back hit his front her body started to sing, chiming like glass and making her stomach bubble.

"I-I haven't done anything." Levy squeaked out, working her hands between them, palms pushing against his stomach.

"Teasing," Gajeel answered, his mouth sliding along the curve of her neck. Teeth gently sinking into her skin. Her gasps had him digging his fingers into her hips, fingers quick to hook into the tops of her jeans and pull. The ripping sounds brought Levy back to reality a bit and she slapped at his stomach.

"DO NOT RUIN ANOTHER PAIR OF MY JEANS."

"They're just pants. Buy new ones." Sounded along with more ripping sounds. Levy decided it best to quickly kick off her shoes, unbutton her jeans, and wiggle out of them, stopping the worst of the damage. "Was that so hard?"

"Yes because you didn't even ask! Just started ripping! You know how to use your words, so I expect you to u-" Her tirade was cut off when Gajeel slipped his tongue into her mouth after turning her head with a grip on her hair. She immediately melted.

"Why should I use words when you speak enough for the both of us," He joked and then grunted when she forcibly pushed herself out of his arms. Levy's annoyance was evident in the way she grabbed up her jeans and attempted to storm away from him completely barefoot. "Where ya going?"

"Away from you! You don't ever listen to me or take me seriously! It's - PUT ME DOWN!" Her voice shot up an octave as Gajeel scooped her up easily and planted a hard kiss on her mouth, his tongue tracing her lower lip.

"I listen." He planted another kiss on her mouth when he knew she was going to argue, "I do. I'm great at listening, like when my face is between your thighs."

"What!" Levy squeaked, her face flaming. She might seem embarrassed but Gajeel still caught her excitement. It was easy to tell by the way she ran her hands over his shoulders and leaned into his next kiss. Whenever she responded it exited him.

"Let me show you how well I listen." Gajeel practically purred while shifting his arms under each of her legs and lifting her up higher. He laughed when all she did was squeak and hold onto him and he groaned when she settled her legs on his shoulders.

"Gajeel."

"Yeah?" He couldn't stop his mouth from watering as he leaned in and ran his nose up her covered slit. He couldn't help the growl that left his throat when she flinched and tensed.

"W-wait." She was squirming now. Hazel's eyes locked to red as he nudged the side of her underwear with his nose.

"Why? You said I don't listen so let me prove you wrong." He couldn't help himself. He always got lost in the taste of her but he wouldn't do it unless she gave consent. He respected and valued her too much to just take. "Levy." With a shaky sigh, she fully relaxed reaching down to pull black lace to the side and fully exposing her to his mouth.

"Okay. Let's see how well you listen…make me cum." Levy whispered, her face flaming even more but her eyes held contact. Gajeel didn't have to be asked twice, leaning forward to swipe his tongue slowly and firmly up her wet slit toward her clit. He reveled in her taste and the way her hair tangled on the rock behind her. Her surprised gasp had him going in for another slow lick before he wrapped his lips around her clit and sucked. The jerk of her body told him everything he needed and lost himself in his mate. His name panted from her lips was all he needed to hear.

Gajeel decided in that instant if she came for him more than once he'd tell her about the pile of pyrite he had in the back corner. Maybe she could make a few scrying mirrors with those. Regardless he liked making her happy, her eyes twinkled when she smiled…and she was more excited for him to hold her.

"Gajeel!" Levy's scream echoed off the walls. Yeah, he liked holding her.