Levy:

Levy sighed again, scanning the trees ahead of them for some indication as to the whereabouts of this cabin.

Her feet were killing her; the strappy red sandals not made for long walks on the road.

Her head was killing her; it was made to take in words, not the sound of dragon slayers bickering.

Speaking of dragon slayers... Levy thought, raising her eyes to the mane of black hair standing in front of her. Her hands twisted around themselves, as if desperately trying to compensate for the warm heat from the phantasm of Gajeels hand.

His grip had been strong and rough, like one would expect of the Iron Dragon Slayer, yet an underlying trace of softness and gentleness emanating from his grip.

He had kept his eyes forward, and had remained his stoic silent stereotype. Yet, when Levy had peeked up through her lashes, she had noticed the slightest of red staining his cheeks. Whether it had been the blazing sun scorching overhead, or... Something else... She would never know.

She only knew, that she missed it. And the slightly meaner side of her pouted at Natsu for ramming into Gajeel and breaking their contact, a contact that he had not reinitiated, due to his constant bickering with the Fire Dragon Slayer.

Lily had seemed to sigh in displeasure with Levy, and had informed them that he had heard about a kiwi plantation a few miles on, with some beaeutiful rivers leading into the lake. To Happy's obvious enjoyment as well, the rivers were well stocked with an assortment of fish.

Needless to say, the two exceeds would be gone until the next day.

Without Lily to talk to, and Lucy bickering along with Natsu and Gajeel, Levy had plenty of time to thoughts.

She had spent most of the walk admiring the beautiful green trees that lined the dirt road, contrasting beautifully against the blue of the sky.

She spied a brown building amongst the trees with a magic vehicle parked rather haphazardly in a clearing near the front. The building itself was nothing spectacular, a dark wooden structure with a low porch topped with rocking chairs and smaller tables. A short set of stairs let up to a homely looking door, and Levy followed the cabin up a small set of windows to a triangular roof topped with a chimney already spewing smoke.

Erza must be cooking.

God help them all...

"C'mon Natsu!" Lucy exclaimed, rolling her eyes, "We're already here, maybe you can go fight the lake and give the rest of us some peace."

For reasons Levy would never understand, Natsu seemed to cheer right up by this, and dropped his backpack and his shirt, running off in the direction that probably smelled of water.

"N-Natsu!" yelled Lucy, looking down in anger at the pile of stuff he had so carelessly left. "PICK UP YOUR STUFF AT LEAST!". With that, the stellar mage ran after him (Luckily not having any stuff to carry as Erza had volunteered to take hers and Levys bags. And with her enormous mountain of luggage, there was no room for either of the Dragon Slayers' light backpacks)

"What an idiot." complained Gajeel, turning to look at Levy. "C'mon shrimp. Let's go check this place out..."

"Sure!" Levy smiled, following him up the slightly creaky wooden steps and into the warm welcoming house. She looked about her in wonder at the small quaint room before her.

From the doorway the room was divided in a living room on the far left, with a couch, two chairs and a loveseat surrounding a small glass coffee table. Behind the small lounge were a set of wooden stairs leading up to the upstairs loft. To their immediate left sat a small closet and shelf for shoes and coats, which Levy and Gajeel quickly disposed themselves of. They padded their way across the smooth wooden floors towards the kitchen that rested near the back of the building. The kitchen was small but well equipped, a part island bar attached to the far left wall, sandwiching the kitchen itself in a small narrow strip of space. A small space currently occupied by a certain red haired requipping mage who was humming happily and pulling out a tray of what once might have been muffins...Once they stopped flaming...

"Levy! Gajeel!" Erza explained with a terrifyingly calm and joyus smile. "You're just in time to try my chocolate chip muffins!"

Levy felt a cold dose of fear slide through her body and by the way she felt Gajeel tremble beside her, he felt the same. Levy felt a pang in her chest. She knew what she needed to do.

I'm sorry Gajeel... She thought sadly, I didn't want this to happen...

"I'm sorry Erza!" Levy began, "Lucy and I ate on the road. But Gajeel and Natsu were to busy arguing, and I'd rather save those... delicacies for our comrades who didn't eat..." She finished her betrayal with a sniffle and a pitying look at Gajeel.

Gajeel remained motionless for a second, before turning his head slowly, as if his neck were made of rusty iron, a wide angry grin stretched across his face, the muscle under his eye ticking in annoyance and uncontained fear. He opened his mouth, undoubtedly to call out the bluff that Levy was initiating. Luckily for Levy though, Erza came through.

Vaulting straight over the partial-island, Erza pulled Levy against her apron clad bosom, patting her softly on the back.

"Of course Levy! Your noble wishes shall not be put to shame!" Levy winced at feeling her air cut off, but also deeply relieved beyond cohesion.

"Bu-!" Gajeel started, yet was cut off due to the fierce Titanias lightning fast speed. Before he could utter out a single complaint, Erza had one of her death contraptions in hand, and shoved in Gajeels mouth. He made a sound of gagging, and a look of utter terror entered his face. Levy could only imagine the terrible pain that he must be suffering. Still, she could not bear to take his place.

"There you are, you poor boy!" Erza said, leaving his cheeks stuffed and his taste buds likely dead. "I'll leave some here for you, and give the rest to Natsu!" She said brightly, leaving several of her poisonous muffins on the counter. "I'll even make you all dinner! I do believe I pasted a grocery store on my way over..." She finished, pondering as to where exactly it had been.

"It was next to the bakery," Levy remembered, snapping her fingers. She looked with confusion as Erzas face turned as red as her hair.

"Y-yes.." Erza stammered out. "The bakery! Of course!"

With that, Erza hurried down the steps near the back of the room, that Levy could only assume lead to the lake.

The instant she was out of sight, Gajeel spat the half eaten 'muffin' out of his mouth, before falling to his knees and gagging.

Levy winced at the poor state Gajeel was in: His face pale and pulled tighter than a bowstring, his whole body shaking in uncontainable anguish, and his eyes squeezed shut to block out the pain.

"I-I'm sorry," Levy managed to get out, backing away when she saw him tower to his full height- still shaking, now in rage it looked like.

Her preparations to defend herself, however, were very much in vain as the effort of standing was apparently too great for the Iron Dragon Slayer, as he collapsed once again, and now lay whimpering lying on his side.

"You..." He rasped out, turning to open his eyes accusingly at her, "Bitch!"

"I really am sorry Gajeel!" Levy started, crouching down to him. She reached a hand out tentatively and rubbed the side of his head.
His hair is so soft... Levy mussed, as her gentle inquisitive touches quickly turned into smooth confident petting motion, starting at the beginning of his hairline next to his temple then running the silky black strands through her fingers until they reached the back of his head, then repeating the same journey.

His eyes had fallen closed again, and Levy couldn't help but notice how his handsome features had softened slightly, making her sigh to herself. His lips were slightly parted. They looked so hard, yet soft at the same time, and she just wanted to taste t-

Levy shook her head quickly to eliminate the dangerous path that her thoughts were headed. It's a hopeless dream, that's all. She thought, removing her hand, It's not like he'd ever see me as more than a friend. A weak one at that.

"C'mon, Gajeel!" She said, trying to ignore the depressing thoughts that were attempting to slither their way into her mind. "Let's- Eeep!" She gasped as he dragged her hand back to his head.

"Don't go..." He muttered, probably half delirious from the pain, Levy thought sadly. But his words undoubtedly sent a shock of happiness through her, and she smiled, trying to hide her blushing cheeks.

Unfortunately, her attempts were to no avail

It was to no avail, though. Gajeels' hand reminded firm over hers, dragging her fingers over his soft cheek bones, and down to his lips, where he held them there for a heartbeat, then pressed a soft kiss to her fingertip.

Levy let out a small gasp when she saw the tip of his pink tongue drag bristly over the tip of her finger. The small gasp soon shifted in the tinniest whimper, as Gajeel dragged her finger into his mouth before biting down on the tip of, sending a flow of arousal down between her legs. When he started sucking lightly, Levy couldn't help it: she moaned.

Levy felt his movements halt when the sound pierced the air. He gently ran his hand up her arm until it twined around the back of her neck.

With a harsh tug, and a soft squeak Levy found herself lying across against his chest, her small breasts pressed against his warm chest. Even though Gajeel had forgoed his common metal studded jacket for a plain black tee that hugged his absolutely drool worthy body, Levy could still feel the rock hard warmth of his pectoral muscles.

His arms had snaked around her, one around her tiny waist, and the other sliding up her back and neck before tangling in her shoulder length blue locks.

The close proximity was making Levys arousal pound in time with her racing heart, and she was positive that Gajeel would feel her soaking folds through their many layers of clothing.

She ducked her head against his chest, desperate to hide her bright red face, but reluctant to move away from him just yet.

The hand in her hair, tugged sharply until her face was exposed and she was staring into his piercing red eyes.

She watched said eyes widen, as he took in her red face and mussed hair. She watched in embarrassment as his teeth clenched in response to his nostrils flaring. Then it hit her.

Dear god... Levy though in fear, squishing her legs as close together as they could go, Can he... smell me!?

"Gehee, shrimp," Gajeel grinned out, pulling her head closer to his. "You sure smell good when your wet..."

"G-Gajeel!" Levy gasped out, trying to break away from his iron grip so she could just go die in a hole. "Y-you're wrong!"

A mischievous smile smirked across his face, and his eyes darkened with insatiable lust, all food poisoning apparently forgotten. "Ya sure about that one?"

And before Levy could blink, his hand was under her skirt. And before she could or utter any word of protest, his long hot fingers were pressed against her panty clad core.

Levy let out a harsh gasp and a whimper, involuntarily arching her back harder against his two fingers pressing against the drenched silk. Zings of arousal racketed her small frame and she shuddered from the pleasure his fingers spread throughout her body.

She vaguely heard Gajeels low dark chuckle that sounded more like a growl then a laugh, pulling his fingers away -rather disappointed if Levy thought so herself- and drew his damp fingers up to his nose and inhaled deeply, his eyes falling shut and a demonic, sadistic lustful smile taking up his face.

"Mmmmm" he groaned deeply, causing Levy to squeeze her eyes shut and try to block out the fading pangs of arousal that haunted her system.

"Ya still think I'm wrong, Shrimp?" He grinned out, tangling his slightly damp fingers in her hair again, to pull her even closer, until she could feel his hot breath on her lips. "Or do you wanna smell too?"

"G-Gaj-Eep!" Levy did not receive the chance to finish her outburst, because Gajeels mouth had pressed firmly onto the side of hers, his tongue peeking out and licking gently against the side of her mouth, tasting her trembling lips. His tongue continued its path across the full expanse of her bottom lip, with slow sensual caresses that made Levy shiver.

"I bet," Gajeel started between licks, "That you taste," lick, "Even more delicious," lick, "than you smell..."

If possible Levys face turned even brighter, but she reached her hands back to twine them in his thick black hair, opening her mouth in a desperate plea:

"Please Gajeel... Please..."

"Levy..." Gajeel growled out pulling away briefly to take in the sight of her -flushed and begging, before lowering his lips down to her-.

"GAJEEL!" Came a loud roar from the doorway.

Eyes widening in fear, Levy quickly scrambled to her feet, wincing as the gravity caused the wetness from in between her legs to seep past the barrier of her panties and coat her soft inner thighs.

She looked over at Erza, who stood in the doorway, a furious aura framing her as she searched the (seemingly) empty room for the Iron Dragon Slayer.

Eventually, the great Titanias eyes rested on Levy, and the fierce gaze sent an icy dose of fear slithering through her body. Levys eyes flickered briefly down to where Gajeel lay, hudled in absolute terror.

A wave of warm emotion quickly calmed her raging fear at the sight of his fear.

I guess it was my fault in the first place... She thought, turning to look at Erza. I'm sure I'll find some way to make it right...

"Y-you see Erza," Levy started out, her mind racing to try and find a plausible excuse as to why there were still uneaten muffins of the counter. "The first muffin was just so good, that Gajeel passed out from the pleasure of it?" She finished, wincing as she practically hear Gajeel face palming on the ground behind her. Still she continued, desperate to save Gajeel from further pain.

"L-look! Even when I kick him, he still doesn't get up!" Levy stated, gently poking him with her foot, ignoring the glare that he sent her way. His eyes quickly fell shut, however, when he heard Erza making her way around the island to view his 'unconscious form'.

"I see." Erza mused, luckily seeming to believe it, much to Levy's relief. "I shall try to wake him up then, so he may enjoy more. REQUIP!" And before Levy could move, Erza stood there in her mighty Heavens Wheel Armour, more than 100 swords at the ready, pointed in a deadly glare at Gajeel.

Levy froze in fear at the amass of deadly strength displayed, and despite her terror, quickly rushed to try and save Gajeel.

"That's really not necessary!" Levy rushed out, waving her arms in front of her, desperate to stop the angry fairy. "I'll personally make sure he eats all of them by the time you get back from getting groceries!"

"Hmm.." Erza muttered thoughtful. "Very well! I leave him in your hands, Levy." She requipped back to her regular blue sundress, much to Levy's relief. "I should be back in three hours or so."

"T-three hours?!" gaped Levy.

"You were the one who reminded me," Erza said, looking over her shoulder as she headed for the door, a scary glint in her eyes. "Theres a bakery next door as well."

"I see.." Levy laughed out to Erzas retreating back.

"Also!" Erza remembered, turning back to face Levy in the doorway. "Natsu and Lucy went swimming to find the island rumored to be in the middle of this lake."

Levy tilted her head in confusion. Island hunting definitely seemed like Natsus idea of a fun tim, but Lucy?

"I demanded that Lucy went with him." Erza continued, "I insisted he tow her there on a raft, so she could keep his muffins safe."

"I see.." Levy repeated, a little more than scared of the great Erza. "Well, have fun!"

"You as well Levy." and with that, Erza was off.

Levy watched intensely as Erza began driving away on the dirt road. Just as she was about to fade out of sight, Levy could have sworn she saw a flash of blue hair...

She shook her head quickly knowing that she must have been imagining it.

"She's gone now," Levy whispered, looking down at him.

Wait a second... Levy thought quickly, Erza's gone... Natsu and Lucy are gone... Her eyes widened with the realization, Gajeel and I are... Alone!

"I'll get rid of these for you!" She blurted out quickly, scooping up the still smoking muffins, and ran out the door to the lake.

If she hadn't been so distracted by the thought of Gajeel, she may have taken more time to appreciate the gorgeous view of the lake, stretching out in all directions a faint landscape visible on the horizon.

Quickly, Levy disposed of the muffins, through a large variety of fire, water and metal to disperse all evidence of the torture devices where they could never be found in a million years.

Once the destruction was complete, Levy let out a low sigh and leaned her arms against the wooden railing of the fence, looking out over the endless horizon.

The deep empty lake stood like a mirror, reflecting an even more deep empty sky. But still, the two alway found away to meet through the pitter patter of endless raindrops.

Levy stayed like that for quite a while, reflecting on the endless sky.

Eventually, Levy made her way back inside. She looked around the room in confusion for a few seconds looking for the Iron Dragon Slayer. After wandering over to the small living room, she grinned when she found him napping on the couch, and arm thrown carelessly over his eyes, the other hanging limply by his side. His soft snores sounded more like purrs and Levy felt a tender feeling rising up to her throat at the thought of him there so peacefully.

She gently reached out and ran a tentative hand through his hair again. Her eyes widened at the electric pulse that ran through her when she touched him. She blushed, as her mind recalled their brief 'encounter' on the floor. Unbidden to her mind, fantasies of him and her flashed through her mind, her eyes slid shut and her pussy clenched in desperate wanting.

Letting out a sigh, she removed her hand before her mind could wander to far.

She made her way up the wooden steps, opening doors and collapsing into the first bedroom she found. It was light blue with deep blue covers, and matching curtains.

Levy didn't take much time to appreciate the beautiful room through, she simply collapsed on the bed, and threw her arms over her eyes.

She was just so frustrated! She had wanted Gajeel forever, but he never seemed to notice her. Whenever he seemed to find himself enjoying talking to her or touching her like he did today, he would always seem to enjoy it until something would cross his face and he would leave.

It hurt her so much every time! Every time she let her heart swell full of hope only to be crushed in his iron fist.

Levy threw her hands down by her sides in anger, feeling them ball up into tight balls at her fist.

Damn him! Levy thought angrily, why can't he see me?!

Levys fists loosened and a mischievous smile that was so different and contrasting to her usual shy smiles and wide grins.

Just because he won't see me in real life doesn't mean he can't in my head...

And in her head Gajeel would see her, and keep looking, and he'd touch her, and keep on touching.

Gajeel:

Gajeel opened his eyes to a while ceiling and a fan that laid still and motionless against the ceiling.

So that's why it's so damn hot in here, thought Gajeel with a grimace, throwing his arm over his eyes once again. But the darkness didn't help in the slightest. It only brought his mind back to him and Levy laying in on the floor. Her sweet curves pressed against him. Her gentle hands touching him. Her sweet sweet smell. Dear God her smell! The sweet intoxicating smell of sweet oranges and old books dropping to blend into the musky rich sent that was so mouth waveringly feminine.

Jesus, she was beautiful. Inside and out.

He ran a shaking hand across his face and fisted it in his hair, remembering the gentle caresses that had set his blood ablaze by imagining those soft hands stroking diligently somewhere else...

"Fuck." He cursed, as he felt himself grow harder than he was already, his body desperately craving a release, preferably by Levy's skilled little hands.

He closed his eyes again, part of him hoping to return to that dream where Levy was slowly riding him, bouncing up and down on his eager-

"Mmmmm..." came a sound from the room upstairs, and he immediately halted his fantasies, confused the sound coming from upstairs.

"Nmmmhhhaaa..." it came again, and with Gajeels enchanted hearing; he could tell exactly what it was.

A woman.

In the throes of the deepest most primal of pleasures.

Fucking hell.

He was so screwed. Against his will he inhaled deeply through his nose, savouring the sweet musky smell of oranges and old books.

Motheroffuckinghell! Levy... Dear God, Levy...!

He couldn't control himself as her rushed silently up the stairs, his blood racing through his body, making a speeding circuit straight to his engorged cock.

He paused outside of her room, his primal instincts waging war against his head, the part of him that knew she was to good for him and he would never be the one to strip all that goodness from her.

But the nest soft moan of indistinguishable wanting sealed his decision and he opened the door softly.

Levy lay there her blue hair spread over the dark blue pillow, her regular orange dress contrasting beautifully with the deep ocean blue.

But Gajeel wasn't entirely focused on the bedspread.

He was focused on the mesmerizing length of Levy's exposed thighs due to her dress crumpled up around her waist on one side and about mid thigh on the other side.

His greedy eyes ran down the length of her smooth creamy legs that he wanted to lick up and spied a simple pair of ice blue panties thrown carelessly to the side. His gaze quickly returned to Levys disheveled form, her heaving small breasts trapping his gaze for a good few seconds.

Add that to the list of things I want to taste...

His gaze was drawn back down to where her fingers disappeared beneath the fabric of her dress, her shoulder and arm muscles pumping and twisting.

His teeth clenched and the world around him spun in desperate need to claim, to offer her the pleasure she so seeked to attain. It was maddening to stand there and watch her work so diligently for a goal that he could so pleasurably give her! He was right there! His dick harder than the iron he eats, and his fingers twitching with the struggled to remain by his sides when all they wanted to do was take the place of her own fingers. Desperately.

"G-Ga-!"Levy started, causing Gajeel eyes to snap to her beautiful flushed face.

Levy... If you say it, I won't be able to stop myself...

He started shaking, and clenched his hands into fists at his sides, vainly trying to restrain his inner dragon that was clawing at his restraints, desperate to devour and claim this woman, this prey that lay so helpless before him.

"Please... Ga...!" Levy continued. He wondered what it could be that she was begging for...

Was he touching her? Stroking her deep wet inner walls until she screamed?

His knuckles turned white as he tightened his fist.

Was he tasting her? devouring her delicious smell?

His teeth clenched tighter together.

Or was she begging for his cock...?

This last thought forced a inhuman growl to slide past his clenched teeth, but luckily not heard by the blue haired script mage. God he wanted her! He wanted to touch her, to taste her and to fuck her harder than he'd ever fucked a woman before!

He knew if she said it, he wouldn't be able to hold back.

Levy... Don't say it... I won't be able to stop as I claim you as mine... Mine... Forever...

"Gajeel!" Levy cried out, her back arching and her whole frame shuddering as she reached her release.

Gajeel didn't get the opportunity to appreciate Levy's stunning beauty as she reached her peak, because the world had gone blurred as he lost all control.

And then, the Iron Dragon Slayer pounced.

If you like cliff hangers clap your hands!

*gets slapped instead

or that...

Well... sorry that it took so long I suppose... Got caught up in this crazy thing called life... And writing another fanfic... (check it out, if you want to that is...)

This will be continued in the next chapter, and I'll post that as soon as I find the time.

Sorry for all the mistakes and general shitiness of my writing...

Hope you enjoyed anyways!

It is I who walk the skies,

Skywalker.