Gajevylovfest day 4
Rated M for implications (I don’t really write Smut)
He woke up the next morning by her side. Levy’s breathing was rhythmic and relaxed as he soaked up the look of her in his bed. He didn’t think it was sight he’d ever see again.
Gajeel almost wished he did die when he was sucked into the portal. He had admitted his love to Levy, practically proposed to her in his last breath.
When he saw her later, he practically melted. Tears fell from both of their eyes and he kissed her so powerfully, so passionately he didn’t even recognize his actions as his own.
He refused to let her go after that.
They had spent the night wrapped in each others arms, letting their bodies express their love. Gajeel’s arms and back were scratched from her nails, the memories sending shivers through him. Levy’s pale skin was bruised and red everywhere is mouth had trailed, reiterating that she was always his.
He couldn’t help but stare at the beautiful girl in his bed. Gajeel never thought that he could be putty to a woman like Levy. But damn, was he happy he was.