Saving Levy

Chapter Six

Levy curled up as soon as Gajeel laid her down on his large bed. She began to weep into his black silk pillow cases. Her sobs filled the room, breaking his heart. He gathered the small blunette into his arms. She cried into his shoulder as her small hands wrapped around his neck.

"Levy, its okay. Don't cry yer eyes out. They're prettier in yer head, Shrimp." Gajeel nuzzled her hair.

"Why did I have to lose everyone?"

"Shrimp, ya ain't lost everyone. Ya got me and yer friends. Ya can just stay here with me if ya want."

"You don't mean that." Her voice cracking in pain was the last straw for him. He tilted her head back and pressed his lips to hers, silencing any further complaints.

His hand tangled in her hair as she moaned into the kiss. Her hands slid over his muscular back towards his shirt hem. Gajeel re-positioned her on the bed. Pressing her into the pillows as he kissed even deeper. She tasted of vanilla coffee and almond milk, intoxicating him with her sweetness. His tongue danced around in her soft sweet mouth, playing ever so gently with hers.

Gajeel pulled back, taking in the image before him. Her brown eyes were hooded and full of lust. Pink ringed them from her tears. Her hair fanned out around her head like a blue halo. Her orange tank top rode up just enough to gift his crimson gaze with her soft, flat stomach. Her pale skin seemed to glow. The shorts hanging off her hips made his gaze thirsty with lust. Scars and bruises lingered from her troubled life but they only made her look sexier.

His hands slid over her stomach and lifted her shirt up over her chest before pausing to look at her face. Levy smiled and nodded slowly, giving her approval. Her shirt hit the floor as Gajeel gazed at her chest. Her breasts weren't large by any means. They were barely more than a handful, but to him they were perfect. Suddenly, she wrapped her arms around herself, even though her bra was still in place she was shy and self conscious over the size of her chest. He gently pulled her arm away and gave her breasts a soft lick.

A shiver tore through Levy, filling her with pleasure. Her moan filled the air as she lifted her hips in response to the feeling tearing through her. Gajeel took the moment to remove her shorts, leaving her in nothing but her underclothing. A growl escaped his throat at the sight of her.

"Gajeel?" Levy looked away from him, glancing at the wall instead. "What are we?"

"Levy," her brown orbs blinked at him. "I don't know what ya want from me, but if ya stay by my side, i'll stay by yers. I ain't leaving."

"Promise?"

"Yes." Gajeel laughed as Levy suddenly sat up pulling his shirt from his body. Scars riddled his chest and stomach. Shock filled her eyes and questions began to pile up inside her head.

"Ya want to know what happened and if it has anythin' to do with my bad boy rep, huh?" Gajeel sighed. It always happened to him. Halfway into his play the girl would space out with questions and thoughts of his past.

"Tell me later," the blunette whispered kissing his lips with a new fire.

Growling deep in his throat, Gajeel slid her orange lace panties down her thigh. Red tinged her cheeks as her spread her legs to look at her cleft. A single long finger slid down her slit enticing yet another groan from her. Slowly, Gajeel crawled down between her creamy thighs til they fell over his shoulders and his mouth lingered just over her dripping womanhood. He gently spread her folds and took her into his mouth. Her taste was so sweet and perfect he swore. Her moans grew louder and louder. Her small hands tangled in his hair as her legs shook. Her hips began to move against his mouth and he slid one finger up into her. Her core was soft, warm and soaking wet. His finger grazed her hymen confirming his suspicions. He was her first. His finger slid out and he slid his tongue into her. She bucked against him and moaned. Pulling back, he crawled back up her body to kiss her again.