• gajeel, to levy: lmao ur such a squirt, a small ass shrimp. should i put u in my pocket ??? can u even reach the table ???
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  • person, to levy: om g ur so small ??
  • gajeel: u better back the fu ck up or get smacked the fuc k up . dont ever talk to levy like that
Chapter Five of Shrimps Secret WARNING MATURE

A/N: So this is smut. I’ve written smut maybe 3 times… now 4? But it’s been a while. I feel terribly uncomfortable. So it’s a really hard scene for me to write because for me to write it, I have to get in tune to my sexual side and I’m not at all really comfortable with that at all. Plus it’s hard when I have to work and everything like… Now I have to go to work and I just can’t sit in the break room on my breaks and write smut, can I? Anyways, it may be bad it may be good. There is honestly no way to tell– 

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Chapter Five:

It wasn’t that Gajeel wasn’t happy or mad about the news, he was more so shocked. Surely if they were in a relationship he’d be more thrilled. But he didn’t really have a choice. So here Levy was, asleep next to him on his couch, carrying his child. If someone told him that night would of lead to this he probably would’ve stopped himself from drinking so much or just not have gone around her. He leaned over her sleeping body and admired her face, she was beautiful and smart. He always liked those qualities about Levy. Especially on that night…

xxx flash back xxx

Gajeel pushed Levy against the wall outside of his apartment, the two have been going at it since they left Natsu’s and Lucy’s wedding it was practically a miracle that they managed to get to his place fully clothed. But the iron dragon slayer growled when he had to part with her lips and unlock his door. Fumbling with his keys in his pocket, Levy reached into his pocket and he groaned. “Come on.” He was eager to get this night started. Finally Levy grasped his keys and pulled them out.

“Here.” She looked into his blood red eyes.
He grabbed the keys and turned to unlock the door, his arm wrapped around her waist to make sure she wasn’t leaving him anytime soon. He needed to have her. He held the door open, stretching his arm over her so she could go ahead and walk in and he followed her. As soon as he closed and locked the door he picked her up and kissed her hungrily. Yes, he definitely needed her. Gajeel pressed himself into her, himself having already grown hard from their previous foreplay up to his apartment he was desperately trying to get into her pants. Not that Levy was objecting, with the little moans she was making had Gajeel thinking that she was as ready as he was. Her dress was even hitched up to her waist, almost off. Gajeel pulled it up further, over her stomach and Levy had her hands on his chest, underneath his shirt. He loved the way her dainty hands felt on his skin. She felt so soft. God, everything about her was intoxicating to him.

Gajeel pulled her dress up, and parted lips with her enough to pull it up over her head. Levy’s bra was a lacy light blue one. And even though she probably thought she couldn’t fill it out, she did. Her breasts were perfectly filling them.
Levy unbuttoned the top of Gajeel’s shirt, going lower as she whimpered against his lips as he pressed his manhood against her panties. Which caused Levy to release a moan that only made Gajeel grin wildly, so he pressed his hard on against her and went to kiss her lips again. She whimpered against his lips, and Gajeel parted with them and lead his mouth with little kisses all the way to her collar bone where he started to softly nibble on. Getting frustrated, and feeling the wetness that was on her panties Levy groaned, and her hands went to unbutton and unzip Gajeel’s pants. Gajeel quickly threw her down on the ground and laid his body over top of hers. He even grabbed hold of her hand, he wanted to tease her. Levy looked into his eyes, practically begging him to take her there.
Gajeel’s finger ran down the front of her panties and he felt the wetness of it. God, is this what I did to her? Her scent was sexy and Gajeel felt like he was going to die if he didn’t get a taste soon.

He slid her panties to the side exposing herself, his arm outreached holding her hands above her head; Levy wiggled her body and at a feeble attempt to close her legs, Gajeel used his elbow to keep her there. Legs opened and her private area exposed to the cold air of his apartment.

“Gajeel, please~” Levy drunkly slurred out a plead. Her glazed over intoxicated eyes looked down at him. “I want to feel you inside of me.”

The iron dragon slayer grinned madly and slowly probed his pointer finger at her entrance. “Like this?” He raised his eyebrows to her, trying to tease her.

Trying to wiggle her body again, Gajeel pulled his finger away from her and licked the little bit of juice that got on it and suddenly let go of her wrists and slammed his body on top of her roughly, his erection pressing up against his pants. “Do you feel how much I want to be inside of you?” He ran the front of his pants up and down against her slit.

Levy bit her lip and nodded, looking into his eyes. “P-please.” She begged him, leaving her legs spread for him.

Gajeel held his body pressed against against her and unzipped his pants and pulled both his pants and boxers down, allowing his massive manhood free.

Levy saw his dick and gasped. He looked like he was about 8 inches and his girth was nothing to mess with. So she tried to move her waist away, scared that it’ll tear her apart down there. Gajeel pressed the tip of himself against her slit, his hand on her hip as he slowly eased himself into her. Levy whimpered loudly, gripping her hands together as she felt him tear through her wall.

Feeling how tight she was, he eased himself in deeper, watching her face. When he finally was inside to the hilt, Levy could feel him inside her deepest part, not believing that he could fit entirely inside of her.

Gajeel ceased moving, holding himself inside of her and Levy wrapped her legs around his waist. “G-Gajeel.” She moaned into his ear, wrapping her arms around his neck. Gajeel had both hands on her waist as he slowly started moving in and out of her, Levy whimpering each time he hit deeply in her. He slowly started picking up the pace, moving one of his hands up to pull her bra underneath of her breasts. He bent his mouth down and bit one of them. Levy moaned out loudly as he finally slammed himself inside of her. Over and over again.
Gajeel panted and groaned, feeling himself get closer. God he wanted release. Levy.” He moaned and pulled himself out of her and slammed it back into her. Levy squeezed his arm and moaned, holding onto Levy as he pounded into her.

“Harder.” She bit her lower lip.

Having that being said, The iron dragon slayer started going faster, slamming her into the ground over and over again, with levy moaning louder.

“I’m gonna… I’m gonna cum.” Gajeel groaned, as he felt himself get closer.

Levy’s legs tightly wrapped around her waist, squeezing him tightly. “D-don’t pull out–” Levy moaned. Her body starting to tremble as she orgasms around him.

Not able to hold anymore back, Gajeel releases everything he’s had pent up inside of him to inside of her. “God Levy.” He said as he pulled his soft self out of her. And got up, pulling her up with himself. “Want to continue?” Levy nodded as Gajeel led them to his bedroom.


Gajeel looked over her belly, searching for any sign of a bump but there was none. Somehow there was his child inside of her. “God Levy, what did I do to you?” He shook his head, wondering what he should do about this. Honestly the dragon slayer was quite mad at himself for knocking her up. She deserved so much more, that baby deserved so much more. Gajeel placed a hand on her belly, wanting to feel it move but he knew it would be too early for that. He figured it’d be too small for that. So small that he could break it. That terrified him.

“I can’t be a father.” Gajeel shook his head no.

The Gym

Fandom: Fairytail

Ship Title: Gajevy/Gale

Rating: T for sexual innuendos

A.N.: Hello everyone! This is a quick one-shot I managed to finish for you. There’s not much plot here (I was trying to be descriptive). I’ve never tried this type of writing before so I don’t know how it turned out ^ ^’ There’s no smut but it is suggestive so reader discretion is advised. I got the idea from the blog bisexualclarke and the prompt:

“I came to the gym to work out but holy god I can’t stop watching you do one armed push ups that’s so hot

Thank you for the idea!

So yeah ^ ^’ please enjoy.

Disclaimer: I do not own Fairytail or it’s characters.


I came to the gym to run.

That’s all I wanted to do. I didn’t change anything in my routine. It’s the same day I go every week. The same time. 5 am before I head to work.

I just wanted to run.

And it had started off great like any other morning. I walked in with my gym bag on my shoulder and membership key in hand, listening to my songs through my headphones. I went inside and no one was there as expected. I got on the treadmill and set it to my pace and all was fine until now.

30 minutes later is when I first catch sight of him. I nearly stumble in my running but manage to keep my cool. I hadn’t noticed him come in but I’m definitely noticing him now.

He’s a tall man built with muscles that looked like they were chiseled from rocks and a ponytail holding together a large amount of thick black hair behind his head. His face is set straight and has piercings all over that normally would be a turnoff for me but for some reason capture my interest. His clothing consists of a black muscle shirt, track pants, and white runners. A brown duffle bag is slung over his shoulder casually as he walks into the room further… and stops on a mat only a short distance in front of me.

He hasn’t looked at me and I try to just lose myself in the running again but my eyes keep getting drawn back to this mystery man.

He drops his bag on the side and I’m watching him stretch. Thankfully he’s looking at the wall and not at me otherwise he would see the red blush blooming on my cheeks as I watch every muscle move on his solid back.

Suddenly his body goes to turn my way and I drop my face, looking down at the belt beneath my feet, hoping he can’t see the heat on my face.

To distract myself, I turn up my music till I can’t even hear my own breathing and I up the speed on my run. Once I feel like the colour is gone from my face I get brave and lift my head and I can’t help the fact that I look immediately at him. My breath catches involuntarily.

He’s doing push-ups.

Single handed push-ups.

His whole body is straight as a board and moving faster than I’ve seen most of the people I know do normal ones. It doesn’t even seem like it’s straining him much and I realize I’ve started counting. My mind focuses on the numbers but I can’t say that my eyes are doing the same. They seem to be acting on their own accord. Starting with his arms and watching them flex as he lowers his body to almost touching the floor then back up. I follow the the curve of his shoulder to his back taking in the sharp lines of his movements that cause every muscle to move under the material of his shirt.

Sweat’s beginning to stick to his face and loose strands of hair are sticking to his skin but his momentum hasn’t slowed. Somehow, despite the distraction my brain registers the count of 84 and he switches to his right arm… which exposes his under body more to me.

Everything about his chest is tight, sharp and large. His shirt is flat to his skin and I can count the abs holding strong to keep his body rigid. I put the blame for my sporadic breathing to the treadmill and not the figure in front of me.

As if beyond my control my eyes begin to travel downwards towards his legs. It’s only now that I realize he’s no longer wearing loose track pants. In their place are a bit more fitting athletic shorts. His thighs are completely taunt and I do everything in my power to convince myself that I’m looking at his legs and not the place between them.

I can feel the blush on my cheeks again and I’d be lying if I said that was the only place I could feel heat in my body.

His body continues to move at a solid pace, up and down, without fail and my mind sinks into a dirty place that’s nearly unfamiliar to me. I can feel my fingers twitching in the fists I’ve been holding since I started running. I wonder what those muscles would feel like? Flexing and clenching under my hand-

I lift my head up and away from him like I was cracking a whip with my neck. I pick up the pace again and I’m practically sprinting now.

My romantic life may be non-existent but I’m not naive to sex or immune to arousal despite my immediate denial at every mention of it. I’m a human being, I’m allowed to look. But somehow I feel like I’m crossing a line now. He probably has a girlfriend or something and here I am, drooling all over him at the gym.

After awhile of constant scolding myself I manage to almost forget that I could be watching him continue his work out. Eventually he pops back into my vision when he stands up, holding a water bottle in one hand, breaking my train of thought. 

His skin is glistening with sweat and I can see his chest moving with his breathing. He swipes back the hairs that had fallen loose and lifts the water bottle, dumping out a good amount onto his head. It washes down his face making his piercings in his face shine in the harsh lights of the gym. Without pause he reaches behind his head grabbing the material of his shirt and pulling it off.

My eyes are glued to him, taking in every inch of exposed skin as it appears. White scars spot his skin in various places and my hands twitch again wanting to touch them.

When he frees his head from the shirt and sits up straight I let out an involuntary squeak. His chest is freaking amazing! His eyes snap up at the sound and he looks at me for the first time.

We just stare at each other for a few seconds and then his lips part in a slow sly grin revealing his teeth and two fangs. I swallow hard and in the most awkward move I’ve made in my whole life I look away from him. My beat red face bright against my blue hair.

I don’t hear the door over my music (that I now realize must be making me go deaf and turn down), and when I look back up he’s gone. I let out a sigh between my heavy breathing and I stop the treadmill. I get off of it and on shaky legs I walk over to my bag on the bench. Sitting down heavily beside it. Grabbing my water bottle I sip at it until I catch my breath then replace it back in it’s spot in my bag.

I open up one of the outside pockets retrieving my phone. I only manage to check the time (6 am) before I’m distracted by something on the back of my case. Flipping it over my face flushes again at what I see. A small scrap piece of paper with a small note in rough hand writing.

Take a picture, it lasts longer.

Below that is a 7 digits and a name.

Gajeel Redfox. The guy at the gym.


A.N.: Thanks for reading! Hope you enjoyed! Feedback is always welcome and appreciated! Let me know what you think and how I did. ^ ^’ I have no idea if this is any good or accurate at all. 

I’ll have more fanfics coming (hopefully) soon! Hope to see you all in the next fic!


Hey everybody. So my brain isn’t working but I really want to be writing again so if anybody has requests please shout them out. I might not write them all or even any of them. This is another step to my recovery (I hope). I’m trying to get back into things I used to love and this blog is my child. With any luck I can get back into this. 

So that’s it, Send me some Gajevy requests(please)! 

Fairy Tail Ships as Parents


honestly i have a huge head-canon that if natsu had a daughter he would be SO protective of her when it comes to boys omogmogmgomgog


bonus because this is actually gray fullbuster okay bye



i could totally see gajeel reading the baby a book bc he knows that levy really likes it when they read to the kids and stuff((:

Mulan AU

Fandom: Fairytail

Ship Title: Gajevy/Gale

Rating: T for language

A.N: Hello everyone! So this is something I had been working on for a while. I don’t know if anybody still cares about Gajevy or my blog/writing, but here it is anyways. It’s inspired by Mulan and I got a few chapters written but I don’t know exactly how far it will follow Mulan’s story line or exactly where this story is going tbh. Either way, this is my first fanfic in a while so I hope you all won’t hate me if I’ve lost my touch. ^ ^’

Disclaimer: I do not own Fairytail of it’s characters. This fanfiction was inspired by Disney’s Mulan and any similarities are a result of said inspiration. I do not own, nor take credit for any of these such similarities that may be seen throughout this fanfiction.


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Gajevy are so perfect ♥♥♥

- i didn’t do the original video.

- The name of the song is called Dear agony by Breaking benjamin.

New Guy

I do not own Fairy Tail but I am excited for the second movie!



“Natsu, what’s going on?”  Levy asked as she sat across from him at the table.  Lucy had fallen asleep and they had put her to bed about 20 minutes before hand.  

“Lucy had her heart set on you guys hooking up tonight.  Sorry I thought she’d let it go.”  He muttered the last bit ashamed by his ‘failure’.  

“Don’t worry about it.  She has been trying for a few weeks now.  We are just friends though.”  She said definitivly.  If she even had one ounce of wavering she would never hear the end of it.  

“Yeah but there are only 4 beds and six of us.  Well Juvia and Gray are one person in this situation so 5 people.  I’ll take the couch, don’t worry about it.”  He cut her off before she could endeavor.  “I just am sorry she was so persistent to this point.” Levy just laughed.

“She is my best friend, Natsu.  This is what we do to each other!  Sure it is aggravating but I am not going to hate her for it!  And I have homework to do so I will be up later, ie: I will take the couch.”  She replied still laughing a bit near the end.  She took a sip of her water and looked back to Natsu.  He obviously felt bad but he was distracted by something behind her.  Levy turned back to see Lucy coming down the stairs wrapped in the blue commutator they had just put her in.  

“I’m cold.” Lucy mumbled in between sniffles.  Great.  She was that drunk. Once or twice a year Lucy would get so drunk that she would get emotional.  She would cry or hysterically laugh at everything.

She walked over to Natsu and poked him.  “Your warm.”  She said as she dragged him by his collar back towards the steps.  

“Lucy.  I. Can’t. Breathe!”  Natsu said in between coughs.

“I’m sorry!”  She cried.  She dropped him on the steps making him beat his head into a step.  He rubbed his head for a second then got up.  

“It’s okay Luce just don’t kill me okay!”  He grinned at her, making her crying worse.

“I don’t want to kill you!  You won’t be warm then!”  She sobbed.  Natsu picked her up and carried her up the stairs out of Levy’s view.  

She went and got her laptop that she had got out of Gajeel’s car earlier to start her homework.  She logged in, checked social media quickly and then went to her homework.  She was on page 7 of 12 of her current paper.  She got about another page done before she realized that Natsu never came back down.  He probably fell asleep quicker than Lucy did.  She kept working on her homework until about 5:00.  She needed at least 4 hours of sleep.  Now that Natu fell asleep with Lucy there was a free bed for Levy.  

She closed her laptop and slugged upstairs at a snails pace.  She peered into the last room  and seeing that it was empty, jumped into the lazily made bed.  She heard running water as she drifted to sleep.  She remembered that each room had a small bathroom but who was up at this point!  It was so early, well late for her.  She pulled the blankets over her head and nuzzled into the warm pillows and closed her eyes ready for sleep when the door opened.  Oh well.


He took a quick shower to rid the smell of over all illegal substance and beer.  He naturally woke up even though he was still tired so why not clean off the gross and go back to bed for a few hours.  So that is what he did.  He walked back into the dark room in boxers and slid back into bed.  It took him a few seconds to realize someone else was there.  Someone small enough to go un-noticed.  Someone quiet enough to not be easily heard. Someone who just went to sleep.  Everything lead to Levy.  Did she not know, did she?  She shifted in her sleep and started mumbling.

She muttered on for a short second before rolling over to face him.  “Stupid Gajeel, jus just don go.”   There was something else incomprehensible afterwards.  Was she dreaming about him or was she awake?  Is that bad?  Or is it normal?  She then rolled half way on top of him.  Well Shit.  Her head was nuzzled into his chest and leg was curled up on his thighs.  Should he push her off or pull her closer.  He didn’t want her to go, realizing how warm and soft her skin was against his.  So he just shrugged it off.  She was the one on top of him so it was her fault anyway.  He drifted too sleep and pushed his fear of upsetting her to the back of his head.  


Giggling.  It wasn’t something he wanting to wake up to.  He kept his eyes closed trying to ignore the sound and to go back to sleep.  Then it hit him.  Levy is on top of him.  He wasn’t wearing 70% of his clothes.  She was still asleep so someone else was here and it looked bad.  Levy shifted her arm that apparently at some point had moved to his chest to his shoulder.  She groaned a bit in her sleep scooting closer onto Gajeel causing him to tense up and the giggling get worse.  Two other parties had entered and had started laughing along with the first.  

“To bad Luce is way too hungover to see this she would flip out.”  Natsu said.  Great.

“Juvia took photographs for Lucy, worry not.”  Juvia whispered to Natsu.  


What a weird dream.  My in sleep imagination is 10x more interesting than my conscious imagination.  First Disney Land then Lucy’s car it a house then Gajeel and I are married.  Maybe I should just punch my subconscious in the face.  Levy thought as she laid awake in her amazingly warm bed.  She had a habit of waking up and just laying there motionless; to slowly wake up.  She heard it was a healthier way to wake up.  Me and Gajeel cuddling, hilarious!  She thought, then it hit her: her bed has a heart beat.  And muscle definition.  And long hair.  Was she still asleep, lucid dreaming or something? God she hoped so.  But there was giggling a definite conversation in the background.  That isn’t dream like.  Oh shit, why was she sleeping with him?  She was completely sober by the time she went to bed so no way she just blacked out.  The shower!  He said he wakes up early.  What, that doesn’t make any since though!  Why me, she thought as she tried to find a safe and not awkward exit to the situation.


Suddenly Gajeel felt Levy’s eyelashes fluttering against his chest.  Uhoh.  He was a dead man.  It was official he should have aborted the mission  and went to another room when he had the chance.  Instead of jumping up and screaming she started tracing her hand down his arm slowly.  Then she quickly inhaled still quietly enough for the others, whose chit chat had faded in the into the distance, not to hear.  

“Gajeel?”  She whispered.  Shit.  Sitty shit shit.  He was soooo dead.  “I have an itch two inches to the left of your hand get it for me?”  She whispered again.  What.  Not Gajeel you sick perverted asshole I am so going to kill you but hey can you do me a quick favor.  What?  He discreetly moved his hand that was on the back of her thigh two inches left like she said and scratched with his pointer finger. “Thanks.”

The laugher left as the door creaked closed.  He was going to wait for the microwave or some other downstairs appliance to start before he moved but Levy had other plans.  

“Gajeel!”  She whined as she sat up beside him. He winched pushing his eyebrows together and slowly opened one eye.

“Yeah Shrimp?”  He croaked.  Please don’t murder me.  And if you are going to kill me make it quick.  That is what he wanted to say but Yeah was all he got.

“Why are you in my bed?”  She asked.  He opened his eyes and sat up leaning up against the fabric wall mounted headboard.

“Your bed?  You are the one that was in my bed when I got out of the shower.” He replied

“That’s who was in the shower!  Oh god I knew it! UGH!  I’m sorry!”  She apologized.  “Wait. You knew I was here and you still fell back asleep!  I’m not sorry!  So sorry for the unnecessary apology

“I uh.  I didn’t want to wake you.  Also I was cold anyway and you’re warm.”  He grinned.  “Maybe you can do it again?”  

“Oh stop it!”  She laughed as she tossed a pillow at his face.  She pulled it off his shoulder and pulled her fingers lightly through his hair.  


She hadn’t realized up to that point that he was almost naked.  Her eyes started to wander.  His hair was still cold from the shower; quite opposite of his skin.  His chiseled torso that lead down to- then he broke the silence.

“Who is going downstairs first?”  He asked.

“I will.  If you hear their cackling you’d probably kill them and you can listen in from up here to prepare.”  

“Smart thinking’ Shorty.”  

“You shouldn’t be calling me names.  You are the one that crawled into my bed.”  She declared with pride.  

“You don’t seem to upset about it.”  He said back.  

“Oh my God.”  She rolled her eyes at his attitude.  She would be upset but she didn’t want to be.  So yes, her reaction was backwards and stupid and illogical but that is okay.  “I’m going.  Please don’t hurt anyone when you come down.”  She muttered as she slid out of the bed.  

She walked almost silently downstairs until she reached one of the squeaky floorboards. Gray, Natsu and Juvia spun their heads around and started grinning at the sight of Levy.  Lucy probably would be excited but she was laying on the counter with her head in the sink.  Lucy shook as she attempted to raise her head out of the sink.  She turned slowly and painfully to Levy and grinned.  “So you all did fuck.”  She smugly said.  Suddenly her eyes widened and she dropped her head back into the sink as she began to vomit.  Ew.

Levy just stayed put. So did Natsu and Gray just awkwardly staring.  Juvia was holding up Lucy’s long hair paying no mind to Levy.

“Did ya?”  Natsu plainly asked. Crossing his arms in front of his chest to not appear as awkward about the situation.

“Of course not!”  Levy laughed.  Did they really they that she would do that?  They were soooo wrong.  “It was all a mixup and whatever.”  She shrugged

“Well not like I care about your stupid drama but what exactly was this mix up?” Gray asked doing the same thing as Natsu.

“I walked in and no one was there, so I went to bed.  Gajeel was taking a shower -mind you I went to bed at 5 something- and he didn’t seem to notice or care that I was there.  See no biggie.”  She blushed.  She held him.  All 4 hours of the night.  That was a long time!  

“Oh yes it was!”  Lucy’s voice echoed in the sink.  “I saw those pictures!”  

“Pictures?”  Levy cocked her head hoping to culprate would step forward and they did.  Juvia passed her phone to Levy and apologized. “Juvia just got them for Lucy and no one else, Juvia swears!”  

Levy scrolled through the few images of them.  It was kind of cute.  Her thoughts were distracted, as usual.  Gajeels foot steps slowly came crushing down the steps.  He knew no form of grace.  When he landed on the first story Natsu instantly began laughing.  Moron, he is going to kill you.  And he sort of did that.  Gajeel calmly walked over to Natsu pulled up by his shirt and just glared at him.  Natsu’s laughing continued.

“Somethin funny?”  Gajeel growled at Natsu.   Natsu gasped for breath, regaining composure.  

“Oh nothing! Just ya know…”  he started laughing again.  After a minute or two her calmed back down.  “You just look so embarrassed!”  

An aura of rage starting pooling off Gajeel almost immediately filling the room.  Lucy looked up resting her head on the metal to watch the show.  

“You really think I would be embarrassed for sleepin in the same bed as Shrimp?  That’s rediculious.”  He said dropping Natsu but not dropping his glare.  “That’s pathetic.  Ya know what would be embarrassing?”  He pulled at Levy’s waist bringing her to him.  He pulled her closer still looking at Natsu.  “This.”  He quietly said as his glare turned into a mesmerized gaze in Levy’s eyes.  She hadn’t figured out the situation.  For someone so smart, she was so dumb.   Everything past that point happened so slow but so fast.  It was all so cliche and so perfect.  His one arm around her waist and the other against her cheek he leaned down and had their faces inches apart for the second time today.  All she could do was stare.  His lips looks so smooth.  It wouldn’t hurt just to touch them?

Before she knew it that’s what happened.  Gajeel pressed his lips to hers and she quickly returned the kiss and wrapped her arms around the back of his neck, forgetting that their friends were there.  It felt like heaven.  A hot, warm and messy heaven.  His lips colliding with hers as their tongues danced around each others mouths.  It wasn’t aggressive or hard but soft and safe. Which was a good weird.  

They only parted after who knows how long when something shattered beside them.  Even then they were reluctant to part.  Levy’s heart was racing as their faces slowly became distanced but not losing the lustful gaze.  

“I need a smoke.”  Gray muttered under his breath as he walked to the back door.  Levy and Gajeel had lost eye contact.  Juvia sighed and Lucy coughed.  Which Levy thought was an attempt on a laugh.

“Good nuff.”  Lucy mumbled.


Fandom: Fairytail

Ship Title: Gajevy/Gale

Rating: T for language

A.N.: Hey everyone! So I had this priceless idea for a while and I don’t know if anyone’s done it but I needed to, so I took a short break from the Soul Mates AU to write this. 

Now lets all just take a moment to appreciate this thought.

Gajeel…with hiccups….

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Disclaimer: I do not own Fairytail or it’s characters

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