#Just gotta get some elastic so I can remove it to snuggle him

[epic-and-kitty]

@paper-and-stardust, you said you wanted to say hi to Gnarp Gnarp, so here he is to say hi back! (With a Lucy cameo)

He's got pawbs AND a tail! His antenna and tail are very fun to flick. Also he's very good at headbanging because of his big head!

Also, he says he loves you too! 😍

[smartcookie727]

Dessert

Holy moley. I didn’t think I’d be able to get this one up in time, but here it is! Day three of lovefest. NSFW. Always. This time I had a really fun idea for one particular thing to eat and the story just popped into existence from there. I hope you all enjoy. Leave a comment, reblog, tag, whatever you want to interact so I know what yall like! I shall return with more prompts after the storm.

Pairing: Gajevy

Prompt: Eat Me

Length: 2.1k

Dessert

Gajeel startled as the front door slammed shut. The beat of the music and familiar strain of his muscles as he lifted the weight had dulled his senses. Where had the time gone? He didn't need to look up to know who was there but did anyways, greeting her with a warm smile.

"Hey, Lev. What's up? Yer home kinda late."

She kicked off her sandals with a sigh. "Oh, I was just out at the market with Erza, picking up some stuff."

"Glad yer home." He placed his weights on the ground and stretched his tired arms. A smile spread across his face as Gajeel took in his adorable wife. "Come here," he cooed.

"Eww, gross. No. You’re sweaty," Levy answered quickly, too quickly for his liking.

Gajeel did not respond; he merely laughed deep in his stomach and stood. Levy knew all too well what would happen next, and she'd need to be fast to avoid it. She dropped her bags and bolted for the bedroom, but he caught her before she made it passed the couch. His strong arms wrapped around her waist, and she knew she'd lost. Clutching her in a bear hug, Gajeel tossed them both onto the cushions. He pulled the elastic from his hair and allowed his onyx locks to hang loose. Giggles erupted beneath him as he peppered her face with kisses. She squirmed, attempting to break free of his iron grip, but he held her tight.

"Sweaty, sweaty, sweaty," he teased, rubbing his brow over her head.

"Gajeel," Levy whined, "stop. You're so gross."

He paused for a moment to think. "Nah, it's too fun." Returning to his torment, Gajeel made sure to cover everything, kissing as he went along. Levy laughed until her stomach hurt before finally connecting a good hit to his abs. "Oww. Ok, ok. I'll stop." Gajeel pushed himself up and relaxed into the couch, satisfied that he'd teased her enough. Levy snuggled into his side with a soft exhale. His arm draped around her shoulder, rubbing her languidly. "What, not so smelly anymore?"

"No," she sighed, "you're still smelly. I just like the cuddles."

Levy was too cute for her own good. "Ya sure do, Shrimp." He gave her forehead a peck and stroked her hair. She was nearly purring when a growl from his stomach unexpectedly filled the air.

"You hungry, Gajeel?" Levy laughed. There wasn't a subtle bone in the man's body.

"Yeah, a bit. I was exercising, ya know?" He peered over at the bags she’d dropped on the floor earlier. "You got groceries, right? Want me to make dinner?" His eyes flicked to a clock on the counter: 8 pm. "It's definitely later than we usually eat." Gajeel moved to stand, but Levy grabbed his waist, pulling him back down.

"No, no. You go shower. I'll have something ready to eat when you get out."

He kissed her on the forehead. "Thanks, cutie, but you don't have to."

Levy persisted, "No, no. I'll do it. I am the reason we're eating late, and you need to shower." She stood above him, glaring down. There would be no arguing with her. Gajeel rose from the couch and peeled off his shirt.

"Ok, ok, I'm going," he groaned, flexing his arms in the most conspicuous manner possible. His hand cupped her ass. "Sure you don't wanna join me? I could definitely eat something that isn't dinner."

Levy bat him away with a giggle, "Go shower, smelly." Gajeel consented, pulling her in for a final kiss. Heat spread through them both, and he left with a murmured 'I love you'. As the door to the bathroom closed and she heard the tinkling of running water, Levy turned on her heels, darting to her bags. "That's what I'm counting on."

Gajeel sauntered out of the bathroom with barely a towel wrapped around his waist. "Oh Levy," he sang, "am I clean enough for you, now?" His humming stopped as he neared the kitchen, not because of what he smelled, but what he didn't smell. Gajeel peered around the stove and their little breakfast table. No food. No Levy. "Oi, Lev, did you get caught up reading again? Ya shoulda let me cook instead of shower." He wandered over to the couch, expecting Levy to be there, nose in a book, oblivious to anything around her. It too was empty. Gajeel checked what he could see of the apartment again. Maybe she was asleep? It was late. "Lev," he called, "you fall asleep?" No response. He tried again, louder this time. "Wake up; we gotta eat." Gajeel pushed open the door to their bedroom and his jaw dropped.

There she laid on the bed, pushing her knees together, sultry smile on her lips, in nothing but lingerie made of iron. "That's what I was thinking too," Levy purred. He stood there dumbfounded as all his blood rushed beneath his waist. His wife had the best way of surprising him.

"Well...not exactly dinner, but I am hungry." Gajeel tossed his towel across the room and let her take him in in all his wet, naked splendor. Her eyes beckoned him forth, but he stood there, letting the water run down his abs. Levy felt desire start to coat her lower lips, sticking to everything but the metal that kept them hidden. Gajeel moved to turn off the lights.

"No. You're gonna want to see this." His cock throbbed at her words, and Gajeel stalked over to the bed. Droplets from his hair dripped onto Levy's body, already flushed with anticipation.

"And what do we have here, Mrs. Redfox?" She gasped as his hands ran over the metal. Wet skin clung to hers, save for where it slid against her special lingerie.

"Just something I picked up today." Levy sighed into him, already happy with her decision. "You know we're only going to have one shot with these."

Gajeel jingled the chain of her bra that hung daintily across her back. "I know." Once he started a meal it was difficult not to finish.

Levy's eyes turned dark with desire. "Better make it count."

He grabbed her ass, pulling her roughly into his lap. "Oh. I intend to." Gajeel nosed around her lingerie, sniffing and licking the various pieces; he was eager to give it and her a taste. Hands drifted over Levy’s body, feeling for where she'd be the most sensitive. Gajeel wanted to make losing this set of underwear worth her while. Settling on her breasts, her ran circles around the soft skin with his hands. One snuck below her bra, teasing her bud, until he took a large bite out of the metal covering her left breast. Her nipple was completely bare, and she flinched as the grooves he'd left with his teeth pressed into the sensitive flesh. Noting her unease, Gajeel pulled what remained of the metal away to smooth the edges. Levy had done well with her purchase. The iron was sweet, reminiscent of the scraps he'd occasionally get from his favorite smith. Tonight, though, she was sweeter than even the purest metal.

When he returned the cup to her breast, Levy felt a chill bloom over her skin. The cool metal was a harsh contrast to the heat of his tongue as he lapped and swirled her nipple, overflowing in the opening he'd left. It surprised her just how much she enjoyed the sensation. Levy knew Gajeel would have a great time in bed with a novelty like iron lingerie, but she hadn’t expected to like it as much as she did. His tongue pushed her peak around the edge of his bite mark, sending her keening. Hot, cool, rough, smooth; she'd have soaked through her underwear if they were anything but metal. Levy moaned his name as he bit through the material covering her right breast, rougher this time as tooth and tongue grazed her skin. He nibbled away at the iron around his newly released target, flicking the previous, sure to leave neither unattended for long. Snarling, Gajeel ran his lips all over her chest, removing every ounce of iron. Levy felt sparks dance over her body as he meticulously finished her top. Satisfied, he pulled away, looking his wife up and down, hunger in his eyes. Gajeel licked his lips, smiling wickedly, and put Levy on her back.

She knew what he wanted next, what she wanted next, and arched her hips up to meet his mouth. "Thanks, honey," he said huskily. Levy groaned when he ate away at the metal over her core, his tongue barely ghosting over her clit. One hand palmed her breast as he devoured her remaining underwear. Running a finger along her inner walls, he pulled her hips higher and breathy moans from her lips.

"The lingerie," Levy panted, "I didn't think it would feel so good having you eat it—" Gajeel made a quick circle around her clit, cutting her off with her own pleasure.

"I figured you'd know how great iron can be by now." His tongue lavished her folds. "Don't you know how good my metal is?"

Fire lit Levy's cheeks and she laughed. His corny innuendos were her weakness. "Yeah, you're right. I do know." Tiny feet pressed Gajeel's shoulders away until he was nearly lying down, lips leaving hers with a pop. Levy turned over and around so she was facing his cock, giving him an excellent view of her ass. Slowly lowering her head to where she held his hardened length, Levy purred, "Don't be shy, finish eating so we can get to dessert."

Gajeel's voice caught in his throat when he felt her mouth slide down and around his cock. He'd been so consumed with Levy's lingerie, he hadn't thought much of his own needs. Still, the more she bobbed along his length, enveloping him in warm lips, the more he wanted to please her back. Grabbing her thighs, he continued nibbling at the little metal that remained. Each time Gajeel started to lose himself to Levy's rhythmic movements, he gave her clit a long suck, causing her to arch further into him. What was left of her underwear barely hung on by a chain, and he ran his tongue from her clit all the way around her ass, tearing off the remaining metal. Finished, he gave both of her cheeks a quick squeeze and threaded his fingers in her hair, pulling her away from his cock and back to his lips. He kissed her: sloppy and unmistakably in love. Gajeel pressed Levy's back into his chest and laid down, happily nosing her jaw. She nuzzled him in return.

Playfully, she asked, "Did you have a good meal?"

Gajeel sighed in reply, "Yes, but I think you know that."

Levy laughed, more corny innuendos. "Yeah, I do." There was renewed vigor in her eyes as she turned to face him. One leg straddled his waist, lowering just enough to remind him of how flexible she was before sitting upright. Gajeel followed her as if they were tied together with string. His mouth hung barely below hers, begging for another kiss, when Levy pushed his shoulders against the headboard. She ground down on his cock, making sure he could feel every ounce of wetness she had. His mind was reeling as she placed one of his hands on her stomach and prompted him to explore. Gajeel was nearly salivating as she stood on her knees, just above his throbbing length, and lead his other hand to her clit. She rubbed his finger over the sensitive bud until they found a good rhythm. Her hips rolled appreciatively when he continued to work her after she let go. Levy slowly lowered onto him, and a deep moan tore from his throat. Her eyes locked with Gajeel’s and smiled seductively. "Are you ready for dessert?"

His arms shot around her, pulling them into a deep kiss. She grasped at his back, pressing herself into his chest and deepening their connection. Gently, she pulled at his lip with her teeth and arched her back so her ass popped further out. Gajeel felt dizzy from her efforts, nearly bursting with lust. He grabbed her hips and eased her up and down his length. They moaned into each others' mouths, tongues wrapping together before tossing their heads back in delight.

Gajeel regained his composure first. "Oh, I think we're both ready for dessert."