"Trust me it'll be fun," Levy yelled from the bed, playing with wide black belt that laid across her hip.

"You said that last time, and it took a while before we got to any fun." Gajeel hadn't thought the 'night of endless torture' as he liked to call it, was fun at first. Levy'd had a great time, and Gajeel had eventually gotten what he wanted.

"It was teasing, and you loved it," she chided. "You just don't get teased as much as you dish it out. Payback, honey." Levy fiddled with her black corset and the gold buttons running up her stomach. "Besides, that was the most intense time we'd had in awhile. You said so yourself." As she looked herself over one last time, she heard her husband groan from the bathroom. "Plus, you're the one who really likes the book, Gajeel. You said it always makes you hot." Levy wanted nothing more than for him to stop griping and come out of his little hiding spot.

"Yeah, cause we're reading about sex. How could it not get hot?" The closed door muffled his words, but Levy knew him well enough to understand.

She prompted him further. "It's lead to more than a few steamy nights. I really want do this." Her hands wandered over her black, skin tight-pants and puffy cream top. "We both agreed I'd be hot as a pirate." Gold jewelry studded her neck and ears, but her most treasured piece was the ring on her left hand. "Trust your wife. This will be fun."

"It could still be fun if only you dressed up. Yer cute in those little outfits," Gajeel retorted. Levy heard the distinct sound of a zipper clasping shut. Her husband really was wonderful, catering to her fantasies, albeit a bit begrudgingly. She knew she could change his mind about dressing up though.

Levy fingered the fake pistol at her hip and the knife tucked into a sheath between her thighs. She'd really done her best to look the part. "I know I'm cute. I want to see you."

A thump against the door startled her for a second. He was moping. Typical Gajeel. Levy knew he'd enjoy this if he could just be open to the idea a little more. "I just don't think it's necessary for me," he whined. "I'd rather be naked."

Sometimes it surprised Levy how unadventurous he was in bed. Well, he could be very adventurous, but occasionally he needed a little push. "Please, for me," she cooed.

Gajeel could never turn down that singsong voice of hers when she asked him like that, soft with just a touch of pleading. "Fine," he grumbled as he stepped out of the bathroom.

Levy's jaw dropped at the sight of him. His legs were muscled—clearly outlined under the tight white pants. Her eyes flicked down, and she could see that he'd refused to wear the tall, thin black boots, opting for his usual heavy, iron-studded pair instead. But she didn't mind; Levy had fallen in love with the bit of rebel inside him along with all the rest. Gajeel wore a dark blue coat embroidered in gold with shining buttons cascading down its length. His bare chest peeked out beneath a loose hanging white shirt. Gajeel was supposed to have them both fully closed, but Levy enjoyed her view too much to complain. The final touches were his navy cravat, pistol holster, and usually wild hair neatly tucked into a ponytail beneath his hat. He looked perfectly like a Gajeel born version of the character. A bare chest and sultry smirk made him even better than the original. Levy's eyes went wide, and she leaned forward onto all fours as he sauntered over. Gajeel noted the way she reacted, experiencing the largest ego boost of his life.

"Like what ya see?" he asked as looked down at her. Levy nodded furiously. It was like seeing one of her favorite characters jump off the page and into her life, and he was ready to slam her into the bed. Gajeel kissed her deeply, letting his tongue trace the crevices of her mouth. "Now, is this what you had in mind?"

"Almost." Levy turned her eyes away, blushing for a moment. "I want you to get into character."

"Huh? I thought we were just wearing costumes." It seemed like Levy had a few surprises tonight.

"No," she gulped, "I want to feel like it's real." Levy looked up into his eyes, and her tone changed. "You can pick any scene you want." Suddenly, she grabbed his cravat, pulling him down into a fierce kiss. "Captains orders." Levy rolled his lower lip with her teeth; it puckered when she released him.

Gajeel sat there stunned and took a minute to look over his wife. Her legs were encased in knee length boots, and black leggings hugged her ass. Gold, scalloped clasps kept her corset shut, making a stark contrast to the black leather embossed with flowers. Her cream strapless blouse hung tight on her chest and loose at her wrists, ending in her signature three-quarter length sleeve. A burgundy vest covered her back down to her hips, held snug against her body with a wide black belt. Hanging from a gold loop on the belt was the holster for her pistol. Levy's ruby striped headband kept back any loose hair, completing her look. She was a stunning. Levy hardly ever put herself on display like this, opting for more subtle, comfortable clothes or better yet no clothes at all. Gajeel snickered, no clothes at all was definitely the best. Breath caught in his throat as he took in the look in her eyes; there was something sensual and almost dangerous there, and it thrilled him.

"That's quite the proposal, Lev."

Levy slapped his jaw with her foot. "That's captain to you." Gajeel's eyes widened. Levy wasn't usually so feisty or commanding. He wondered just how far she would go in this role.

"Well then, captain," he purred, reaching to grab the back of her head, "Remember that scene where I meet you again in the tavern?"

"Hmmm, which one?" Levy's head swam as he nibbled kisses up her neck.

"The third time, when we go to the room after."

Levy shivered at the memory of the scene, and wetness began to coat her folds. "Yes, that one."

Gajeel tugged at her earlobe with his teeth. "Well, Captain? Whaddaya say?" Levy shuddered at his hot breath then pushed back against him, feeling the toned muscles in his chest.

"I'd say a man of the Royal Navy should have better vocabulary," she murmured, untying his cravat.

"Ahhh but I used to be a sea dog or don't ya remember?" He licked his lips. "It's how I'm the best at catching pirates."

Levy felt herself slipping into character. Heat burned in her gut. "Hmmm I had forgotten, Officer Gajeel." Shivers swept through her skin. "I like the sound of that. Off-i-cer Gaj-eel." Her words fueled his lust, and he too fell into character. He was gonna fuck a pirate tonight. Royal Navy Officer Gajeel Redfox would finally catch his elusive pirate queen, Captain Levy McGarden.

"Well," he breathed against her shoulder, "if I remember correctly, it starts off with me holding you in my arms." He scooped her up, fingers digging into her thighs. "And slamming you against the door." Levy's back hit the wood, nearly knocking the breath from her lungs, but Gajeel took it a moment later in a passionate kiss.

"Yeah, that sounds about right," she sighed.

Gajeel's hands roamed her costume. "And I feel all over your clothes." He unhooked her belt, and it landed on the floor with a clink. "Finding a dagger right," his voice caught in his throat, fingers lingering on her thigh, "hmm that's dedication, Captain." Gajeel tossed the fake weapon across the room and held her against the door, pressing hot kisses into her lips.

"I seem to recall that you're supposed to have a gun here." Levy's hands reached down to feel around his pockets. "Oh, looks like we'll have to get you one, but you have some pretty intense machinery right there." She grabbed his cock, rubbing him through his pants. Gajeel groaned into Levy's shoulder and tore her from the door, sucking at her neck, before tossing her onto the bed.

"Ya know I should arrest you. Yer a pirate after all." His fingers glided over her body. "And I can't have ya running off on me like last time." He snickered and peeled off her boots slowly. "Maybe I should lock you to the bed."

Levy cocked her head to the side and gave him a wicked grin. "You could try, but I'm a fantastic lock pick." Her voice became smooth as satin, "Or have you forgotten how I like to do my dirty work?"

Gajeel swallowed the lump in his throat and kicked off his boots. "Oh I know you like it dirty. Pirate."

"Officer."

He lunged for her lips, pouring passion into his kiss. Their mouths begged for both attention and dominance. Gajeel tore off his hat, letting his jet black hair fall free around his shoulders. Hands palmed Levy's breasts, savoring how soft she was under his callused skin. Levy's head spun as he kissed her neck. She didn't even notice as he held her hands above her head and threaded her headband around her wrists into a makeshift bond. Now that she was secure, Gajeel ran his tongue down to her breasts, eliciting moan after moan.

"You're being very forward officer." He flicked her nipple, making Levy moan harder. "And making me much louder than I normally am." His hand rolled her bud again and she started panting. "Aren't you worried your fellow officers will find out? I'm sure there's some downstairs."

Gajeel lifted his lips and watched as her hardened nib wrinkled back into place. "I like the thrill, and you're worth the risk." His smile turned wicked, thoughts clear in his eyes, and he grabbed Levy's thighs, pulling down her leggings with a sharp tug. "Plus, I'll be the only officer in your downstairs." An audible gulp went down his throat. "My, my, captain," he breathed, eyes widening as his thumb traced her hip. "Not wearing anything below deck?" Gajeel ran his finger slowly up and down her slit. Sweat glistened on his brow. "You're quite wet."

Levy licked her lips, gazing up at him. "Well I am a pirate. I live on a ship. On the sea. Things tend to get wet."

"Really?"

"All the time."

Her words sank into him like stones in the ocean, falling slowly until they disturbed the sand below, bringing them both to life. Gajeel grabbed her ass with a squeeze and swirled his tongue around her clit. Levy arched into him on contact. Heat burned through both of their veins, promising passion, desire, and a night that would end with flames. The binding on her hands made Levy's need more intense as she fought to touch him back. Her body spasmed and jerked under his lips, but the fabric held her in place. Gajeel teased her sensitive skin, alternating between tongue and tooth, until Levy screamed with pleasure and broke free. Gasps rocked her chest, and she grabbed her head to quell the electricity shooting through her nerves. Gajeel fed off her noise, wanting desperately to hear more. Levy's fingers dug into the edge of the bed as she squirmed and squealed. Finally, he released her, lungs begging for air.

"No wonder I've always liked this outfit on you," he panted. "I was staring at more of your ass than I'd realized." Levy laughed—she loved his teasing banter—and hooked her feet under his arms, pulling him up to stare in his eyes.

"Make sure to watch for what's wet next time you see me bent over on my ship." She licked her lips, sending shivers through Gajeel's body. Her mouth crashed onto his, tasting her own wetness on his skin. Sitting up, Levy wrapped her hands around his neck and straddled him with her knees, easing up and down as she breathed. Gajeel swallowed hard, his wife was so hot, he didn't know where to touch her first.

Levy unbuttoned his shirt and tossed it on the floor. Her eyes and hands roamed his muscled chest for a solid minute, taking in his incredible physique. "You have the body of a sailor, officer. You'd be fantastic help on my ship." Gajeel moved to unclasp her corset, but she lightly slapped him away, teasing him in a light voice, "No, no, no." Awestruck, Gajeel lay under her, and let his captain lead. Levy directed one of his hands onto her ass and the other under her core. She squeezed his hand, then raised his finger up to trace her folds. Gajeel could barely breathe as Levy lined the finger up with her core and plunged it in, sighing. Her soft warmth coated his digit, and he moaned loudly as he brushed against her walls. She pumped his hand, encouraging him to do more.

"Have it your way, captain," he crooned, increasing the speed of his thrusting.

Levy bounced along the length of his finger, enjoying the way it felt to have him inside her. "Look at me, officer; don't take your eyes off me. I want you to see everything." Gajeel curled his finger, making Levy shudder and moan. Levy tossed her head back, she wanted more, needed more, and she would have it. Unlacing her blouse, she pulled it and the vest over her head, revealing a hidden dagger sheath against her ribs. Gajeel's free hand unhooked the belt and tossed the rubber knife on top of her clothes.

"Can't ever be too careful," he joked.

Their eyes locked as Levy's hand traced a line from her hair to her breasts. Her fingers ran circles around her nipples until they were taut and sensitive enough that a flick would send her keening. Gajeel did as she asked; he watched her. He watched as her tits bounced each time he pumped his finger, he watched as her face contorted in various shades of pleasure, and he watched as her body flushed with the heat of the moment.

"Like what you see, officer? This is what a captain looks like." He nodded his head 'yes', never breaking contact with her gaze. "Care to take a ride? Think you can handle it?"

"Now I've never seen anything like that before, Captain," he said, words soft and alluring against her ear. "Think this is enough to whether the storm?" Gajeel took her hand in his and moved it to the thin fabric covering his cock. He was completely hard, barely contained in his pants. Levy smiled wide and continued to bounce against him.

"Why don't you find out? Ship's gonna leave port soon. You better be inside."

Gajeel grabbed the back of her neck, kissing her deeply as his finger slipped out of her core. All he could think was holy crap his wife was amazing. He kicked off his pants at lightning speed. When Gajeel turned back around, his mouth dropped even further. Levy was facing away from him, popping her ass out as she held the headboard. He moved in behind her, tracing lines along her back down between her legs.

Levy looked up at him and ordered, "Make it rattle like I'm on my ship, officer."

"Oh I will, but first, I gotta make sure I'm wet. If I'm gonna be with a captain, I better have my sea legs." Gajeel rubbed his length along her core, coating himself in her wetness. Levy fingered his tip as their combined breathing grew heavier. His hands palmed at her breasts, grabbing her soft skin and tossing them both backwards against the mattress. She laid on top of him, rolling her hips as she stroked his cock. Gajeel's finger found her clit, rubbing circles that made her gasp his name. He slid her up his chest and pressed her forward until she hovered just above his length. "Captain, care to see if I'm up to standards?" he asked, voice dripping with desire. Levy laughed, surprised at how into their roleplay Gajeel had become.

"Aye," she whispered, taking him in her mouth. Her tongue rolled over his skin, making him squirm. Soft, wet lips sent shivers up his spine as she bobbed her head over his cock. It felt like his brain was short-circuiting, and all he could do was lay there, taking in every ounce of pleasure she dosed out. Levy flicked his head as she lifted up, arching her back for for his appreciation. Gajeel couldn't take his eyes off her every curve as she ground against his chest.

"Captain," he groaned, "I want you to have your way with me. Then when you're done, I'll lock ya up, and we can be together forever.

"In a cellar?" she mused, "Not my fancy. I need the open sea."

"I can make land very appealing," he whispered, flicking her breasts.

"Show me how," she demanded. Gajeel guided his cock to her core, enjoying how she shivered as his tip brushed her folds. "Bet I think I can convince you to betray the law and run away to the seas with me." Levy turned her head and kissed him deeply, their tongues crashing together like waves.

"Who will cave first, I wonder?" He fisted her hair and sucked on the space where her shoulder met her neck. "Let the games begin." Gajeel held Levy's hips above him, poised to lower her on to his cock, when her hand brushed his thigh, stopping him.

"This isn't a game, officer. It's a duel." She released her grip on his leg. "Winner chooses: land or sea." Levy let him fill her, both arching into the other as he did.

"Either way. I'm not losing you again. I won't leave your side." He felt her walls flutter and expand as she relaxed. Levy's sweet smile melted his heart; he would do anything she asked of him.

"Care to be a pirate's mate?" she mused, lips trailing his jaw.

"What if you're an officer's woman?" he countered, hands roaming every inch of her body.

"Either way, I won't let to go, but I think you'll see it my way." Levy started to move her legs, pumping herself along his length. "Kiss me."

Gajeel did, greedily. He snarled and nipped at her skin, taking her lips in his own. All he wanted to do was kiss her until they were both breathless and satisfied. He moaned her name in her ear.

"Lev, this is the best damn book in the world, and we're doing this again." Letting his head rest on her shoulder, he whispered, "But right now it's me and you, my wonderful wife."

Levy smiled and chuckled to herself. "Told ya you'd like it. I love you so much, Gajeel."

A hungry smile spread across his face. "And we're finishing that book this week."

Levy blushed, then gasped as he moved inside her. "I don't know if my body will be able to handle that." His kiss overwhelmed her senses, drowning out her ability to put words together. Every fiber of her being resonated with his voice. "Yes," she sighed.

"Trust me, Lev, you'll enjoy it," he teased.

Levy's laugh twinkled like stars. "Ok. Wanna know something you'll love?"

"You?" he crooned.

"I know that. No, I'm talking about the book," she paused, exhaling deeply and letting her voice take on a sultry tinge. "Pirate's Treasure is just the first in the series."

Gajeel nearly came that moment at the thought of what was in store. He rocked her hips until they both groaned in delight. Sweat filled the bare space between them as skin slid over skin. He would put all his effort into the next costume. Mentally kicking himself for not trying more his time, Gajeel thrust harder, wanting to please her as much as possible for pushing him outside his box. Tomorrow, he was going to buy Levy every damn erotic book she wanted and maybe a few for himself. They were going to be busy.

A/N: Hey peeps! Did ya miss me? I missed yall. Things got pretty steamy here. This took a while but was massive. I just loved the idea of pirates. This was originally a crossdressing prompt but I couldn't think of something good for that so I changed it to cosplay. Next up is Day 5 - Sex Toys. That one will take some time, but rest assured it will come. Love you all! Leave me a comment so I know how ya like it ;)