Hey m8 I'm really sorry to bother you but do you have any advice on curbing the pryeo compulsion, it's just non of my usual tricks are working
Hey bud! No worries!
Well personally using things that cause heat for the body like spicy food or medical applicants that get hot after being applied tend to help a little, can't say the same for heated objects like hot packs but it could be worth a try
Really anything that can mimic the effects of fire like heat and light emitters, flickering or blinking lights or lights that change colour can keep your mind occupied with a similar stimulus to an extent.
That's probably why I like fairy/string lights and warm lighting so much.
And if you have toys or mugs that change colour based on temperature, playing with changing those might keep you occupied too, you can go between cooling them off and heating them and watching the colour change as you do it. Same for things that change based on water. It's not exactly fire related but watching the colours change due to temp is similar to watching fire leave a burn just a little slower.
That's the newest stuff I can come up with outside burning old papers like receipts in the back yard or over the sink, turning a lighter off and on, lighting non-scented candles, watching videos of fire
If anyone else has tips of what they do to help please send them it!
Description: Nalu One Shot/smut – Natsu interrupts Lucy while she’s in the bath and things get wet. (pun intended!)
A/N: Request by anon from AGES AGO. #18, “Looks like we made a mess again.” From these smut prompts.
I hope you guys like this one. Happy reading!
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Natsu
I growl as I walk out of the guild hall, itching to go back in and finish things with Gray. That popsicle had the nerve to sucker punch me right when Mira brought my dinner. Naturally, I had to get him back for it. Things got kind of blurry after that. Stuff was frozen. Stuff burned. It’s not like we destroyed the whole guild hall, just a few dozen chairs and a couple of tables, some Gray dumplings Juvia made, and maybe some old books Levy was reading. But then Gray, the genius, pushed me into Erza’s strawberry fluff cake, and after that I fled for my life. So now I’m pissed and hungry. Meanwhile, Happy challenged Droy to a fish-eating contest, so he’s still too full to move.
But I bet Lucy probably has something to eat, and her place is pretty close.
When I arrive, I swing in through the window like always because…why bother opening a door? Plus, she’s fun to surprise.
“Lucy?” I call as I drop down to the floor from the window sill. “Are you home?”
I can’t see her anywhere, so I start to head for the kitchen. I guess she’s not here. Weird. Maybe she went to the park to write or something. I’ll just grab a bite and maybe take a nap until she gets back.
I stop halfway to the kitchen when I hear the sound of water followed by a short gasp. I glance over at the bathroom. I forgot she could be in there. I guess I’ll go ask about the food now.
The door is cracked, so I don’t bother knocking. I’m in the middle of opening it when I hear a sound like a whimper, and I pause. It goes quiet again, so I shrug it off before walking in.
“Hey, Luce. Do you mind if I get some–”
“AHHH!” she cuts me off with a screech, dropping something in the water. “Natsu! What are you doing in here!”
“Calm down. It’s just me.”
“I can see that it’s you, you idiot!” she bellows. “Get out!”
I watch as she scrambles to squeeze her huge boobs into one arm, as if they aren’t going to spill out no matter what she does, while the other arm searches the water.
“Stop looking at me!” she wails.
“Seriously?” I frown. “Like I haven’t seen it all before.”
And touched it too.
“It’s—that’s…”
Her face turns red, and I bite my lip. Damn. Sometimes I forget how cute she is.
“Natsu, just go,” she mutters distractedly.
“What are you looking for?” I squint at the murky water she’s stirring around. She must’ve put one of those bubbly potions in it.
“What?” She looks up suddenly. “Nothing,” she blurts. “Just soap.”
I glance over at the ledge where a perfectly good bar of soap is sitting and tilt my head. I almost snort when I hear it, the humming, muffled from the water. I close my eyes and sniff, groaning when I recognize her scent diluted in the frothy liquid she’s submerged in. Now I’m hungry in a very different way.
“You want me to leave?” I ask slowly, crossing my arms.
“Yes,” she hisses. “That’s what I said.”
“Are you sure?” I raise my eyebrows. “Because I can smell the arousal leaking out between your legs.”
She gasps, squeezing her thighs together under the water, and I almost laugh.
“You sure you don’t want help with that?”
“I…I have no idea what you’re talking about,” she mutters angrily. “I’m just soaking–”
“Your pussy is soaking. That’s for sure.”
“Natsu!”
“What? You want me to pretend I can’t hear the vibrator you dropped in the water?”
“What? I…I don’t—That’s not–” she stammers, her blush spreading down her chest.
I carefully remove my scarf and hang it on a hook on the door before stripping off my vest and shirt.
“Wait. What are you doing now?” she whispers.
“What does it look like? I’m getting naked.”
“What!” she shrieks, splashing around some more. “No! Put your shirt back on! Who are you, Gray?”
“Don’t even mention him to me,” I mutter as I turn around. “And scoot back so I can get in.”
“No, you can’t!”
“Why not?” I frown at her. “Because you got caught?”
“N-no,” she answers weakly. “There’s…too much water.”
“You know I can get you off better than a dumb toy,” I remind her, sliding my pants off and standing at my full height. “And we can drain some water.”
Seriously, it’s not like we’ve never done it in the tub before.
I watch as her eyes travel up my legs, stopping on my pelvis, where my cock is growing harder by the second.
“Lucy?”
She ducks her head and slides backward in the tub, giving me room.
“Fine,” she murmurs. “Just…hurry. Before I change my mind.”
I flash her a smile as I step into the water and sit down facing her.
“Get ready, Lucy. Now, I’m going to put a fire in your belly.”
“Oh God.”
I reach for her, ready to pull her into my lap when my leg brushes something.
“Aha.” I grin, leaning forward to grab it. “I found your buzzing friend.”
“Natsu, just…give it here.”
I feel my eyes get wide at it as I lift it out of the water. This is a sex toy?
“Lucy, is this thing even safe?”
“What?” She asks, trying to take it from me as I shift it out of her reach. “What do you mean?”
“This thing is gigantic,” I murmur, still studying the bulbous, phallic-like vibrator. “Does it hurt?”
“Seriously?” She glares at me irately. “Look down, Natsu. You’re at least as big as that, if not bigger.”
Slipping a hand under the water, I fist my cock and compare it to the toy in my other hand. Maybe she has a point.
“Plus, you grow more after you’re inside me,” she adds softly.
“Yeah. I guess that’s true.”
What can I say? All that softness squeezing tight around my shaft does things to it.
“But, Lucy.” I shake my head, turning the toy to the side. “This thing is ridiculously long. I’m nowhere near this length.”
“Which is good,” she answers quickly, “or you’d never fit it all in.”
Oh. Right. Her pussy isn’t very deep, which is one of the best parts of using my mouth on her.
“Natsu, either put the stupid toy down or give it to me.”
“Why?” I raise my eyebrows at her. “Are you going to let me watch?”
“No,” she grunts, lifting up enough to finally snag the toy. “I’m going to turn it off.”
The humming suddenly cuts off as she holds down the power button and drops the toy outside the tub. She sits back, and the only sound is the water shifting around her.
“So…” I lean forward. “Do you want to sit in my lap? Or you can turn around, and we can do it on all fours.”
She bites her lip, and I inhale, the faint scent of fresh wetness hitting my nose.
“Lap,” she replies softly as she rises up slowly and shifts so her legs are spread over mine, her ass resting on my thighs. She scoots forward until my swollen erection is pressed between our bellies, only the head peeking out above the water.
“Natsu…” she whispers. “Now what?”
I bring my hands up to fondle her chest, my fingertips finding her hard nipples. She shifts restlessly, and I groan.
“You’re leaking,” she announces through a gasp, her dainty fingers finding the tip of my cock. I hiss as she drags her thumb over my slit, rubbing the drop of precum around with her velvety touch.
“Lucy,” I choke.
“I want this inside me,” she confesses breathlessly. “Natsu…”
I grit my teeth as she continues stroking my cock, reaching into the water and squeezing the base, trailing her nails ever so lightly up the shaft…
“Dammit!” I hiss, unable to take another second of this torture.
Abandoning her nipples, my hands move to her waist, lifting her up recklessly, water splashing over the side of the tub.
“Natsu!”
I wrap an arm around her ass, holding her up as my other hand grabs my throbbing shaft, sliding it through her slick lips. Her scent is sharper now that her pussy isn’t under water. I savor the smell of it as the angry red head of my cock kisses her narrow opening.
Her hands grab my shoulders, and I start to lower her slowly.
“Faster, Natsu!”
“I’m trying not to hurt you,” I grunt through my clenched teeth.
“I don’t care,” she whines. “Just put it in!”
The tip slips in and she gasps, her walls squeezing it tight.
“Lucy,” I whisper hoarsely.
“Just put it in,” she repeats, her voice weak. “Please, Natsu. I need it all,” she pants, her head tilting down. “Hurry.”
“Dammit.”
Her pleading is too much. My restraint snaps, and a roar tears out of my throat as I drive my hips upward at the same time I yank hers down, burying myself inside of her as water splashes over the side of the tub onto the floor.
Lucy yelps, her fingernails digging into the skin of my shoulders.
“Sorry. I’m sorry,” I groan.
She whimpers softly, and I look up to see her eyelids fluttering as her mouth opens in a silent “oh.”
“So big,” she breathes. “I love it.”
Her arms slide around my shoulders, and before I can move, she starts rolling her hips against me. I suck in air through my teeth, her gentle motion doing wonderful and terrible things to my aching cock.
“Do you mind if I…?” she looks down at me questioningly, and I grin.
“Go for it, Lucy.”
She gets bolder, rising up on her knees and dropping back down, riding me as the water surges around us. Since she’s doing all the work, I turn my attention to her gorgeous, bouncing breasts.
Trying not to think about how close I am to coming, I shift my head and stick out my tongue letting it catch her nipple as it rises and falls.
“Natsu!”
I do it again, snickering as she gasps. The next time, I suck it in and nip it between my teeth.
“Oh God!” she screams.
Lifting my hand, I hold her jiggling swell to my lips as I devour her—licking, nipping, suckling. At the same time, my hips begin shifting to meet hers, powering up as she slams down.
“Natsu, I’m so close!” she chokes.
“Lucy!” I growl around her areola. “Harder!”
“I need to come!”
“One more,” I rumble, tearing my mouth from her, both my hands going to her waist. “We come together.”
“Oh-okay,” she gasps as I lift her up again, her tight heat squelching as my shaft slides out of it.
“Come now!” I pull her down and thrust up simultaneously, my fingers digging into her ass.
She screams as she comes, her walls convulsing wildly, as my own climax erupts inside of her. A harsh sound rips from my throat, and I pull her down to me, burying my face in her shoulder.
We stay like that for a minute, our chests heaving as we come down.
“I can’t catch my breath,” Lucy gasps finally.
“Good,” I grin, my own lungs struggling.
She leans back a little and reaching for my hair, sliding her fingers through the pink strands.
“Thanks for interrupting me,” she murmurs.
“I actually was going to ask you for food,” I confess. “This was much more fun.”
She rolls her eyes, but I can see her blushing. Or I think she is. It’s hard to tell since her face is already red from everything else.
“Oh my God,” she says suddenly. “Natsu, the floor!”
I look over the side of the tub and blink. There’s more water outside of the tub than in it.
“Crap,” I mumble. “Looks like we made a mess again.”
I blink when suddenly, Lucy starts giggling.
“What?” I ask.
“I don’t know,” she chokes out. “I should be angry, but I’m not.”
“What’s a little water?” I shrug. “Just grab some towels.”
Sliding my hands down her sides, I shift them forward, moving to cup her where we’re connected. She gasps and stops laughing immediately.
“Natsu?”
“I love you, Lucy,” I confess softly, my fingers trailing over her lips spread wide around my cock. “I love being with you and doing jobs with you and–”
“Sex?” she volunteers.
“Yeah,” I nod, looking to the side. “But it’s more than that. I love…” I pause, trying to think of the word.
“Natsu…I–”
“I love that you trust me this much,” I finally say. “Enough to let me touch you like this.”
Her face does that crumpling thing, and I watch her eyes get wet.
“Natsu,” she murmurs brokenly, and I brace myself for her tears. “I love you, too.”
Throwing her arms around me, she dissolves into soft sobs. I sigh, but I’m used to it. This is how she is, and I love her, so I’ll take her tears.
After a few minutes, she sits back, and we carefully disengage ourselves, Lucy sliding off slowly and climbing to her feet. I watch her grab a towel and wrap it around herself before she tiptoes through the water on the floor and grabs me one. The rest of them she drops over the wet tile, instantly soaking them.
“Are you still hungry?” she asks as I wrap my towel around my waist. “I can fix something for you if you are.”
“That’d be great. I’ll eat anything.”
“I know,” she murmurs, her eyes rolling softly. “Let me just get dressed first.”
She exits the bathroom, and I move to follow her.
“What the hell!” Lucy shrieks, and I dash into her room.
Happy is sitting on her dresser holding a pair of something lacy.
“You guys sounded busy,” he announces. “I thought I’d wait.”
“Hey, buddy!” I grin at him.
“Natsu!”
“How long have you been here, Cat?” Lucy yells.
“I heard some splashing,” Happy volunteers. “Were you guys taking a bath together?”
“Yeah.” I walk over and pet his head. “Lucy made a mess, too.”
“Lucy, did you look at Natsu naked?” Happy taunts.
“He’s my boyfriend!” she snaps. “And give me my underwear!”
She reaches for him, but he floats into the air out of her reach.
“Why? You can be naked. It’s okay with me,” he says with fake innocence.
“Happy!” she growls.
“Give ‘em to her buddy. She’s gonna make us dinner.”
“What? No!” Lucy spins to look at me. “I said I’d make you something, not him!”
“Aw!” Happy pouts. “But I’m so hungry!”
“Yeah, Luce. That’s not nice,” I join him.
“Fine!” Lucy waves her hand in surrender. “Give me my panties, and I’ll make you something to eat.”
“Aye, sir!” Happy drops the lace underwear in Lucy’s palm and flies to the kitchen. I go back to get dressed and then join him, stealing a few glances at Lucy as she puts on her pajamas.
Happy and I are sitting at the table when she joins us, her hand sliding over my shoulders as she passes behind me.
“Lucy,” I call to her.
She pauses to look over at me, and I can’t help but smile at her.
“Yeah, Natsu?”
“I meant what I said.”
I love you.
She stares at me for a second before she figures it out.
“I know. Me too.”
She turns and goes to the kitchen, and I look at Happy.
“What was that?” he asks looking between us.
“Don’t worry about it, buddy,” I laugh softly. “Instead, tell me who won the fish-eating contest.”
“I did, of course!”
“What!” Lucy’s voice comes loudly from the kitchen. “You just won a fish-eating contest! And now you want me to cook for you!”
“But Lucy, I’m still so hungry!” Happy yells back.
“Hungry my ass!”
I start laughing at both of them as they continue to shout back and forth. That’s Fairy Tail wizards for you.
Sleepy Levy catches her second wind after a little encouragement from Gajeel. (Basically, smut with a side of romance.)
A/N: I’ve never written fanfiction for Fairy Tail before. Also, I haven’t quite finished the anime, and I haven’t started the manga, so bear with me . Comments are always appreciated. Enjoy!
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follow up series
Levy
Turning off the light in the bathroom, I pad across the bedroom and climb onto the mattress where I immediately snuggle down under the covers. I’m not in the bed two seconds before Gajeel hooks a muscly arm around my waist and tugs me against him. Instantly, I curl my body into his, rubbing my cheek over his pec.
“Jesus, Levy, why are you so cold?”
“Mmm,” I mumble. “Dunno.”
“You’re like a freaking ice cube! Don’t tell me you were hanging out with Gray again.”
“No,” I tell him softly, my body begging for sleep. “I ran into Juvia while I was out today, but Gray wasn’t with her.”
I yawn, and he reaches over to brush some hair off of my forehead.
“I still can’t believe they’re actually a couple,” he says gruffly.
“I’m not surprised,” I answer drowsily. “Sure, she was a little over the top when you guys first joined the guild, but…she mellowed out after a while. And she’s a great person with a good heart; Gray is lucky to be with her.”
“I’m luckier,” his low voice rasps into my ear, and I feel butterflies erupt in my stomach.
I love seeing Gajeel’s sappy, romantic side. Nobody else would believe me, but he’s incredibly sweet when he wants to be.
“You seem really tired tonight, little bean,” he rumbles in that deep voice of his. “Did you do anything out of the ordinary?”
“No,” I murmur. “Just the usual. I don’t know why I’m so sleepy.”
“No book tonight?”
“I can’t keep my eyes open,” I say with a small whine. “And I’m at a really interesting part, too.”
“Poor Little Levy,” he chuckles softly. “You’ll just have to wait until tomorrow I guess.”
“Yeah…” I let my eyelids droop until I hear him let out a sigh. Instantly, I open my eyes to look up at him. “Was there some reason you wanted me to be awake?”
“Oh, you know…” he grunts. “Just wanted to talk to you.”
“Talk?” I blink.
Every once in a while, Gajeel springs these intense intimate conversations on me. At first, I wasn’t sure how I felt about them, but now we’re so close that nothing is a secret. I’ve shared more with him than I have with anyone, and I know he’s done the same with me. Somehow, though, I don’t think that’s what he has in mind.
“What did you want to talk about?” I ask gently.
“Well, see… I have this problem I thought you could help me with…” His large, rough fingers trail up my thigh, and I bite my lip.
“Oh, you do, do you?”
“Mm,” he hums.
“So, really, you just want to have sex?” I raise my eyebrows at him.
“Well, you don’t have to say it like that,” he growls. “I was trying to be classy about it.”
I giggle, and his arm around me tightens as he rolls me onto my back.
“God, Levy, why is it you can read me like one of your books?” he asks in a gravelly voice, his chest hovering over mine.
“Because you’re actually a big softie under all that hard exterior,” I whisper.
“Some parts of me are harder than others,” he counters with a sly grin. “And, at this particular moment, one of them is extremely hard.”
“I bet I can guess which one,” my reply comes out sounding breathy as my inner thigh comes in contact with the body part in question through the fabric of his underwear.
Oh God. It’s so hot.
I reach down and feel him through his boxers, suddenly feeling wide awake.
“Jesus, Levy,” he grunts at my touch, and I feel a rush of wet between my legs.
I move my hand up and then back down, sliding my fingers into his waistband. I let out a soft cry when I feel him, pulsing and rigid against my palm.
He lets out a growl above me, and I look up to see the veins in his neck throbbing from how tightly he’s clenching his jaw. My fingers move on their own, stroking around the tip only to travel down the shaft, rubbing over each tiny barbell in his Jacob’s ladder piercing that runs the length of him.
The first time we had sex, I wasn’t sure what to do with all the hardware down there, but once he slid in, the added rub and pull of it along my inner walls had me crying out in the best way. Now, I’m obsessed with his piercings. All of them, but the ones adorning his cock especially.
“Levy,” he grunts, his lips dropping to my ear. “You’re not playing fair.”
His long hair falls over his broad shoulder and lands on my chest, making my skin look even fairer than normal. I shiver as the silky strands tickle the flesh between my breasts.
“This was your idea,” I remind him, my hand in his pants continuing to squeeze and stroke him.
“Well, yeah, but you’re making it hard–”
“You were already hard,” I interrupt.
He makes a low noise in his throat, and then suddenly, his hand is sliding under the hem of my top and swiftly down into my panties. I let out a soft yelp as his fingers plunge into my slick folds. My body stiffens instantly as his large, calloused digits drag through my wetness.
“Gajeel,” I gasp, but he grins against my neck and rubs harder with his hand, spreading my sensitive lips and finding my clit with his thumb.
I whimper as my back bows off the bed, my legs going rigid. My hand around his dick flexes, and he jerks.
“Careful, little bean,” he rumbles. “I’m just returning the favor.”
I try to think of a response, but I’m panting too hard. His hand sets into a slow, torturous rhythm, moving up and back along my slit. My hand slips out of his boxers and reaches between my thighs to grab his wrist as he presses harder against me.
“Faster, Gajeel,” I plead, tugging on his arm. “Please, baby.”
“Patience.”
His teeth nip at the skin of my shoulder only for his tongue to lap over it, soothing the sting. I spread my legs, and he makes a rumbling sound that I feel everywhere.
Suddenly, two of his enormous fingers slide deep into my pussy, and I moan, burying my face in his neck, my free hand reaching up to grab a fistful of his dark hair.
“Ride my fingers, Levy,” he commands softly.
I release a soft whine as he begins pumping into me. My hips move against him, desperate not to lose his touch. At the same time that he fucks me with his fingers, his mouth begins moving across my skin. Over my collarbone and up my jaw. The studs below his lower lip send delicious chills down my spine as they brush against me. The tip of his nose brushes along the edge of mine, and I hold my breath in anticipation.
Finally, his lips press against the corner of my mouth. I gasp, and he shifts, his gorgeous lips covering mine in a long kiss. I sigh as his pierced tongue glides over mine, the taste of him flooding my mouth. Using my grip on his hair, I hold him against me, nipping his lower lip with my teeth. He grins against my mouth and returns the gesture. I never want to stop kissing him.
He surprises me when he moves again, taking control of the kiss and simultaneously increasing the speed and power of his thrusting fingers. My own clench tight in his hair, and I have to tear my mouth from his, desperately. My body feels feverish and out of control from everything he’s doing to me. The sensations coursing through me are overwhelming.
“Oh God. Oh God,” I choke as my legs begin to quiver.
“Are you close?” he murmurs.
“Mmm,” I whimper my confirmation, and his hand slows, gently pulling out.
My legs squeeze together in its absence, and I wince at the feeling of wet all down my thighs and on the sheet below me.
“Don’t stop,” I hiss at him, trying to pull on his studded forearm.
“You’re tired,” he says in a low tone. “I want to move on to the main event, so you can get some rest.”
“But–”
He cuts me off by forcing my top over my head. I gasp as the cool air of the room causes my already-tingling nipples to tighten into points. He shoves my bottoms off next, leaving me lying naked underneath him.
His hand, still glistening with my juices, drops to my left breast where he rubs his thumb over the swell before rolling the pointed bud between his fingers. I squirm under him, and he looks down at me and grins.
“Go ahead and take me out, Levy,” he says hoarsely.
With a shaky hand, I reach for his boxers again, quickly yanking them down, allowing his angry, red cock to spring free.
“Hurry,” I plead up at him. “I want it.”
“Fuck, Levy,” he laughs. “You’re cute when you’re horny.”
“Shut up, Gajeel,” I groan, reaching for him.
Before I can touch him, he sits back and grabs my knees, forcing them apart. Without hesitating, he shifts his large body between them, his throbbing erection swinging wildly with each of his movements.
He lowers back down until his solid pecs are teasing my painfully stiff nipples. My hands come up to his shoulders while one of his dives into the space between our hips.
I feel the bulging head of his shaft push between my lips, and I take a slow breath. He’s so insanely large…I don’t know if I can take it. He inches in more, and my fingers dig into his skin.
Did he get bigger since last time? And harder? Is he using his dragon slayer magic to alter the state of his cock? Is it actually made of iron?
“Levy…” He lifts his free hand to my face and strokes my cheek with his thumb, the look in his eyes so incredibly gentle.
“I want it,” I repeat on a whisper. “Now, Gajeel.”
He nods, and I grit my teeth as he sinks in.
“Oh! OH!” My eyes squeeze shut in pain and pleasure as the metal of his piercings drag against the tender flesh of my pussy.
“So fucking tight,” Gajeel grunts, and I take deep breaths as I adjust to his immense size.
God. He’s in so deep. Is it always like this? I can feel his balls against my ass. And his cock is so hard and heavy…and hot. It’s burning inside of me.
“I love this feeling,” I confess breathlessly. “You…It hurts so good.”
“Yeah,” he snarls, making it clear his control is slipping.
“I’m okay,” I murmur, sliding my fingers up into his hair. “Go ahead and fuck me.”
He releases an almost animalistic grunt and pulls out rapidly only to slam back into me. I let out a sharp cry and lock my arms around his neck. He continues thrusting fast and hard, his balls slapping against me. My body rocks with his rhythm causing my breasts to slide against his pecs, the friction sending tiny bursts of pleasure through my nipples. My moans get louder and longer each time his giant cock enters me. His own sounds are grunts and groans through gritted teeth. Hearing them only makes me wetter, and I steal a peek only to find the evidence of my arousal coating his hammering cock.
Suddenly, he shifts his weight to one arm planted in the pillow beside my head, and his free hand slides under my ass, lifting me, enabling me to take more of him.
“Gajeel!” I scream at the impossible fullness inside of me.
The friction he’s creating is so intense…like everywhere he touches is hyper-stimulated and pulsing with pleasure. I feel like my pussy is going to explode. And at the same time, my orgasm keeps slipping away. I need to come so bad it hurts, but I just…
I moan in frustration as the Jacob’s ladder grinds against me.
“Are you coming?” he asks sounding strangled.
“No,” I choke, tears forming along the edges of my eyes. “But I’m close.”
“You gotta come, Levy.”
“I…I can’t!” I cry out as the acute burning in my pussy increases.
A growl escapes from his throat, and his head drops to my breast. He begins pumping wildly with his hips, and my breath gets caught in my lungs.
“Come, little bean,” he grinds out as his lips lock around my aching peak, his teeth tugging at my erect nipple.
His cock slams in again, and the compiled sensations of his teeth and his tongue on top of his monster cock finally do it. I come screaming his name, my back arched off the bed, my fingers clenched so tight that I start to lose feeling, tears streaming down my face. All the while, Gajeel continues pounding into me, prolonging my climax. It lasts so long my entire body is trembling from it.
When my scream dies out into desperate whimpers, Gajeel’s thrusts get erratic and pick up in speed. Seconds later, his head flies back as he releases a long groan, and I feel his orgasm pouring into me. When he’s spent, he collapses on my chest, almost crushing me under his weight. However, since I’m still recovering from my own life-changing orgasm, I don’t have the energy to move.
After a few minutes, he rolls off of me, his semi-hard cock sliding out of my raw pussy, leaving me feeling empty. I try to push up on my elbows, but they instantly give out. Instead, I lay there, my legs parted, my pussy leaking a mixture of his come and my own onto the sheets, trying to catch my breath.
“I’ll clean you up,” he breaks the silence hoarsely. “In a minute.”
I give him a tiny nod and close my eyes. I feel him exit the bed and listen as he pulls on fresh boxers and goes into the bathroom where he turns on the tap. It goes off a minute later, and I take a deep breath before I roll onto my side.
“Here,” he rumbles, coming up to my side of the bed holding a wet rag. “Lift your leg.”
He has to help me in the end because my limbs feel like noodles, holding my knee up with one hand as his other wipes our combined wetness from my slit. When he’s finished, he scoops me up and carries me across the room to the futon where he sets me down. I instantly curl onto my side, releasing a slow breath to try to relieve some of the throbbing in my pussy.
“I’m going to change the sheets,” he tells me. “I’ll be fast.”
“Okay,” I whisper.
I feel his lips on my temple, and his hand squeeze my neck gently before he walks away. I must fall asleep because the next thing I remember, he’s helping me into my panties and nightie and carrying me back to our bed.
“Thank you for indulging me,” he murmurs gruffly into my ear.
“Mmm.”
He climbs in with me and pulls the clean sheets up over us.
“I love you, Levy.”
“I love you, too,” I mumble. “Go to sleep.”
I feel his chest move with soft laughter, but he doesn’t say anything else. Instead, he presses his lips to my head, and tucks me close to his side, where I instantly fall asleep.
