#reading all you delightful pervs in the comments has given me ideas for scenes in kinks I don't even have

[improbcat]

And also remember that even if you can't figure out a way to *do* the scene, you can probably find someone willing to cuddle up next to you and talk about your fantasies in sexy ways that help you get off.

"I'm going to...", "Did you like when I...", and "Tell me about..." can easily be the start of some creative sexy talk with as much creative fictional worldbuilding as you both want.

Can you actually have your head removed and set on a shelf to watch as your robo body is stripped down to the chassis and rebuilt? Probably not. But you can absolutely "come home from the shop that did it" tell your sex partner all about how it all went while they touch your body and admire all your new upgrades.

"I have unrealistic kinks so I guess it's jacking off to weird porn forever for me" NO. What you need. Is a good sex partner. Who knows how to get creative in the theatre of the mind.

Service doms who crave giving specialised service exist and they'd love to turn you into a cube and pry you apart at the vertices if that's what you want in a scene.

Service subs who crave giving specialised service exist and they'd love to become your pet centipede for a night if that's what you want in a scene.

ALL kink is playing games. Puppy play is fantasy as much as vore is fantasy as much as fauxcest is fantasy as much as dollification is fantasy etc etc. Don't be scared to get creative with it. You might just find the best sex of your life down there in the weird stuff.

[the-mysterious-redfox]

The Iron Garden Chapter 1

The Iron Garden a Gajevy Fic. 

Hello all you beautiful people! Flashback to Chapter 1! This has been my first ever shared writing piece and the responses so far have been amazing. The encouragement and kind words from you all never ceases to amaze me.  

Heads up I am a perv when it comes to these two little lovebirds so believe me when I sat rated M. A big ol throbbing, tingling, wet, moaning M. (Ya catch my drift?) Welcome to the Magic Council! This story follows the entrance of Gajeel, Levy and Pantherlily into their council life. The emotional trauma which occurred after the disbandment of the guild and the adventures within. Gajeel has a dirty mouth that can't be contained nor his sexual desire for our favorite bluenette! So ye be warned for crude language with lemons ahead!

Chapter 1 A lone figure walked the grim outskirts of Magnolia, the sky was overcast and the light drizzle was beginning to turn back into heavy rain. Khaki pants tucked into black combat boots were spotted with rain drops, his dark green shirt was covered underneath his long black coat. The figure looked up at the gray sky only to receive a large plop of rain on his heavily pierced nose. The mocking sky was given a threatening growl from deep within the chest of the now wet man. His angular face turned into a harder frown as he felt the rain continuing to pick up. Hiking up his bag so that it was higher on his shoulder, he pulled it further underneath his long coat to protect it from the elements. The knapsack contained groceries and iron scraps for the next few days, and would immediately become useless if it become soaked.   “Damn cat scared to go to the store just because of some stupid fucking thunder”. The Iron Dragon Slayer was lived, he hated the rain and he hated being responsible for groceries. It was Lilly’s job he thought to himself. The Dragon Slayer so lost in grumbling thoughts stepped into a puddle, covering the the outside of his boot with mud and earning him one wet pant leg. “Arrgggg”! Gajeel was losing his patience, angrily pulling his collar up as best he could he began jogging through the remaining trees that would lead him to his cabin.

A few minutes later he arrived on his own doorstep, sighing in relief at being back in his own space and out of the terrible weather. “I’ll be worse than thunder cat if you make me do this again” he grumbled while opening the door. Gajeel promptly kicked off his boots on the rug not caring he was letting mud go everywhere. He shook his mane of black hair out attempting to lighten up the weight it added to his head. Wet strands stuck to the sides of his face and forehead, and he briefly wondered why he didn’t wear a headband. Shrugging to himself he walked into the kitchen dumping the food onto the counter not bothering to take it out of the bag. “Lilly can handle putting the shit up” Gajeel growled loudly while simultaneously opening himself up a beer.  He treasured the moment of quiet while he downed his beer, but quickly felt troubled when Lily didn’t come into the kitchen to sass him at his last comment. ‘Humph” where is everyone he wondered. Finishing his beer Gajeel threw the bottle away and headed upstairs to look for Lilly and his guest.    Tiptoeing up the stairs he peeked into Lily's room only to see an empty bed. Gajeel scrunched his eyebrows at the ridiculousness of making the bed everyday only to mess it up again. “Somethings I just don’t understand about you Lil” the Iron Dragon stated continuing across the hallway. Gajeel snorted lightly, his sense of smell alerting him to what awaited on the other side of the large oak bedroom door.  Opening the door slowly to avoid any squeaking the Iron Dragon peeked his head inside, a small smile formed as he looked at the scene before him. His bed, or at least what used to be his bed looked empty at first glance. Seemingly only being taken up by comforters and pillows ranging in sizes it took extra attention to detail to notice the little blue tuft of hair sticking out from under the thick blankets. Gajeel’s eyes softened as he slowly walked closer to a small figure wrapped under countless blankets. All that was really visible was the tip of her nose and a mess of wild curls. One of her arms was half out from under the covers holding to her chest a small black exceed, who was as peacefully asleep as the girl behind him. A book laid almost under her head from where the girl must have drifted to sleep, it was only on closer inspection did Gajeel notice her red glasses were still on her face. One side had unhooked leaving them crooked with one half in front of her forehead.    Gajeel was holding back laughing at the two forms in his bed, equally annoyed, jealous and pleased the Iron Dragon wasn’t sure what to do with himself . Part of him longed to join the comforting scene in his bed, but he knew better. That wasn’t meant for him, holding the girl while she slept wasn’t a luxury he would ever have. Straightening up to distance himself from the smell of her flowery blue hair  he walked away slowly grumbling “I guess I’ll put the groceries up and start dinner, damn lazy bums the both of ya”.  Gajeel was enjoying another beer pleased with his dinner creation. Meat, potatoes, and assorted vegetables were creating a delightful aroma in the oven preparing to become a delectable soup. Reading himself to sit on the couch with his fourth beer, and ponder when the hell the punks upstairs planned on getting up he heard a quick series of knocks on the door. Gajeel straightened up instantly on alert. He wasn’t expecting company and after what had happened at the guild it was even more unlikely that someone would be coming over. He briefly wondered if it was the rest of Shadow Gear coming again to hassle him about the girl upstairs. He growled deep in his throat annoyed at the idea of having to talk to either of them again so soon. Gajeel waited  looking for any reasons to prepare for battle against what ever waited behind his front door. The knocks came again, this time slower and more forceful. Gajeel swung the door open standing tall and purposefully looking irritated.  A young man in council uniforms stood on Gajeel’s porch, his hand now shaking only inches away from the Iron Dragon Slayer's face where it had been knocking on a door only a moment before.  Gajeel refused to break the silence only glaring into the body before him. He wondered for  a moment if they had sent him a mute messenger as the quiet continued to stretch on. 

“Is this the residence of one Mr. Redfox?” the uniformed man all but squeaked. Gajeel knew better than to play with weaklings but damn if he wasn’t feeling grumpy and looking for a pinch of fun. Glancing down the Dragon Slayer hardened his glare and uncrossed his arms casually flexing his hands as he let some of his dragon slayer shadows build around him. Gajeel was tired from the rain, he was annoyed that his cat and brown eyes were cuddled and content into oblivion, and even more worried that she wouldn’t like his cooking. Someone had to pay, and right now it was the the poor soul in front of him. 

Gajeel leaned down so he was eye to eye with the man in front of him, “Yea, that'd be me”  he stated in a low menacing tone. The messenger obviously sweating was avoiding eye contact. 

Gajeel could smell fear induced sweat leaking from his body. 

“I have a message for you from the council sir”. 

Gajeel studied the man a moment longer, he sighed inwardly realizing he might actually scare the guy to death. Slowly he brought his shadows back into his body and reverted to his normal persona. “Why are you delivering a message, why not just send it in the mail?” Gajeel questioned roughly. 

The man a little more motivated to complete his job grabbed into his bag and pulled out a white envelope sealed with wax and stamped with the council insignia. “All I know sir is that it is labeled high importance and needed to be delivered in person.”

Gajeel grabbed the letter stuffing it into his pockets and glared back at the uniformed man in front of him. 

The man still feeling quite fearful stated “The message needs a response by next week. I’ll be back to deliver your response”. The man still not sure of the situation mumbled quickly “If that is all right I mean, Mr. Redfox”.

Gajeel had already lost interest in the exchange and simply responded “Yea that’d be fine, but come earlier I don’t want you so close to interrupting my dinner again”. 

The messenger obviously relieved bowed his courtesy and swiftly walked down the porch and through the gate at the end of the property. Gajeel waited out on his front porch to make sure the man had completely left. Satisfied he turned to walk back into his house stopping when we noticed how hard the wind was blowing. Viewing the world outside he noticed the dark skies covered by turbulent clouds, each heavy with their burden of rain waiting to release on the ground below. Sighing Gajeel stomped back into the house, grumpier than before knowing he was going to have one skittish exceed to deal with the majority of the night. Already forgetting the letter in his pocket and heading straight to the kitchen Gajeel strained his ears to check for movement upstairs, hearing nothing he decided to finish making dinner. If they weren’t up by then he would simply wake them up, he couldn't help but smile at the thought.  Levy awoke to the sound of thunder, and a small exceed in front of her shaking and buried within her arms for comfort. Slightly startled she glanced around the room, noticing no light filtering through the windows. I wonder how late it is she thought to herself stretching her legs out underneath the covers. 

His room was simple, large windows covered by charcoal grey curtains, hardwood floor that sported a large rug in the middle, his desk in the corner was now covered in Levy’s own books. As was his bookcase and the extra shelving she brought from Fairy Hills that was scattered around his house. Levy didn’t let her mind wander past why the majority of her things now resided here. She had just woken up and she wouldn’t allow herself to be dragged back into the pain and heartache as to why she no longer had a home.  As sadness struck her heart she considered just laying in bed all day again. At first she had been quite surprised to see the the nest that was Gajeel's bed. His bed was high off the ground held by an intricate iron frame, the mattress was firm but not hard. He had thick furs stretching across the mattress and then large soft blankets and pillows for every part of the bed. It was the most comfortable thing Levy had ever experienced, and she felt only slightly guilty at taking it away from the Iron Dragon Slayer. Her brown eyes heavy with sympathy pulled Lilly closer into herself, “Are you alright” she whispered gently? 

A moment passed for before chattering teeth respond “Ye-ss Levy, Iiiiii’m jjjjust fine, not scared of a little noise. Not a regular hhhhhhouse ccccat am I”?

Levy smiled at the brave facade “Of course you're not Lilly, I am a little worried myself though maybe we should head downstairs and look for Gajeel”?

Lily nodded furiously in agreement as Levy none too gracefully untangled herself from the mountain of blankets and pillows. She held Lily in her arms as she finally freed herself in twists and turns, nearly falling down as she jumped from the height of the bed. The top of the mattress leveled at Levy’s shoulders making it incredibly difficult to get in or out of.  Another crack of thunder shook the house as she regained her balance. She looked down at Lily whose form was scrunched against her, his small paws holding his unique bearlike ears. She gently scratched the top of his as she headed down the stairs.  Gajeel frowned as he heard the distinct sound of small feet hitting and stumbling around the floor in his room. He had really wanted to wake the duo up by scaring them out of their peaceful sleep. Making a mental note not to wait so long next time Gajeel went and grabbed three bowls from the cupboard. He listened as her quiet steps brought her down the stairs, she halted on the last step making him curious as to what she was doing. He waited. Ears searching the space for her next movement as he set the bowls down on the table. Finally her steps began and he felt his chest tighten as he realized this was the first time she had been out of the room in almost a week. He slapped himself mentally for never cleaning up his appearance after his trek into town, he honestly hadn’t thought she would be coming out of his room anytime soon. Especially not after the events that had led her here.  Trying to act nonchalant he pretended not to notice her arrival at the kitchen door, he glanced out of the corner of his eye to see his cat wrapped up in her arms. He rolled his eyes at how Lily was using her for a security blanket, secretly wishing he could be pushed against her chest like that. He quickly shook his head before a flood of highly inappropriate fantasies could start playing. He had to play this right he chastised himself, Levy had been severely depressed and leaving the room was a big deal. He couldn’t screw this up, he reminded himself.  Levy knew Gajeel noticed her in the doorway, in fact she would bet he knew the moment she had gotten out of the bed. That was the only reason she hadn’t turned around at the bottom of the stairs when she realized she hadn’t even looked in a mirror before leaving the bedroom. She had cringed at the thought of what her hair was doing, and desperately wanted to bolt into the bathroom upstairs. Then again she knew he heard her and it would be weirder explaining why she cared how she looked in front of him.  That’s why she swallowed her pride and now stood looking into the kitchen where the Iron Dragon was obviously deep in thought. She smiled at the range of emotions that crossed his face before he finally settled on a very determined look. Levy couldn’t help but wonder what thoughts were keeping him distracted from her. Finally noticing the smell that was coming from the pot on the stove she inhaled deeply setting off a series of growls in her stomach. “That smells amazing, what are you cooking” the bluenette asked working her way over to the table.  Pulled from his thoughts Gajeel finally looked up at her. He felt his features relax as he took in the sight of her. Her hair was a perfect mess, curls stuck out in crazy places more so than usual since she didn’t put on a headband. Her eyes showed the remnants of sleep still partially lidded and puffy from her crying the day before, his mouth turned into a slight frown when he also noticed the heavy bags under her eyes. Ignoring the urge to touch her he took in the rest of her. She wore a halter top sweater, with matching pajama shorts clinging to her little body, emphasizing her ass, hips and ugh Gajeel groaned inwardly looking away quickly. Damn piece of perfection is trying to kill me he thought to himself. Grabbing a bowl off the table he began to fill it with soup. “Soup, now sit yer ass down, when's the last time you ate today”? He asked as he listened to her stomach rumble.

“I don’t think I ate today” she stated bashfully, pulling herself up onto the iron chair. 

Lily equally excited for food wiggled out of Levy’s arms and walked across the table to his seat. Slimmer in build the chair was built high to account for Lily’s household form. 

“Are you trying to make my life difficult”? The man asked her accusingly as he placed  a bowl of soup and rice in front of her.

Levy smiled as she looked up at Gajeel, she understood this is how he cared for people. On the outside it might seem unsupportive and mean. But she knew this was him caring and being concerned for her well being. “I was reading a book, and I just lost track of the time. It took off so much quicker than I anticipated. Usually this author takes time to build a story but this time it just took off…” And Levy was gone, completely forgetting what the original question was that Gajeel asked. Now she was describing a world that had taken the place of her own today in vivid detail.  Gajeel was happy to see his Shrimp… no no no he chastised himself, the shrimp was talking like herself again. He wondered briefly if it was a ploy to get out of trouble for not eating today, but he didn’t mind. It was a pleasant surprise to hear her animated voice tonight, instead of her broken hearted sobs. He noticed how every time she went to take a bite she put her spoon back down so she could talk with her hands, as if that emphasized in some greater way whatever she was rambling about. Gajeel just loved watching the way her eyes lit up with passion, her cute little nose, and soft full pouty lips had him mesmerized. She was frantic now almost out of her chair. Her body leaned forward on the table hands waving erratically as she explained how the conflict of the story took place. Gajeel noticed in that moment that Levy was most definitely was not wearing a bra, he sputtered as he choked on the soup and rice he had been swallowing. This caused her to lean forward even more, revealing her two perfect little mounds each decorated with a perky pink nipple.

“Are you okay” Levy’s voiced asked him somewhere in the distance.

He most definitely was not okay, the swell in his pants told him the blood has rushed into his now twitching member at record speeds. He strained to stream words together as a scarlet blush began to creep up on his cheeks and brow “Fine, soup is too damn hot” he mumbled incoherently. 

Levy seemingly okay with this behavior settled back into her seat and began to eat. “That’s where I stopped reading and I only have about 300 pages left so I think I’m just going to finish it tonight”.

Gajeel grunted in response focusing on his soup. The little trio finished dinner while the storm raged on outside, rain hit the tin ceiling in continuous waves. The weather was bringing a slight chill into the house, so as Levy and Lily cleaned up the kitchen Gajeel decided to make a fire. The fireplace was raging when Levy and Lily entered the living room. Gajeel was sitting on the sofa, legs propped up on the coffee table admiring his work. The warmth was a welcome sensation to the chill in the rest of the house and Levy was thankful for the comforting home like feeling entering her soul. Levy balanced a book under her arm with a tea in one hand and a beer in the other. “I thought you might like a drink” she spoke tentatively handing the beer to the Iron Dragon.

“Good thinking shrimp” he said appreciatively taking the beer from her small hands. Levy set her tea on the table and took a seat next to the large man, without thinking she curled up against him so her back was resting on his side. Gajeel moved his arm so that it rested along side her on the couch and pulled the fur blanket from the back of the couch to cover her small body. She snuggled deeper into him and the couch using his arm as a headrest. Pulling her book above the covers she broke the silence “Did you have a good day today”? 

Gajeel thought of his trek in the rain and grumbled, his mind then flashed to the letter he forgot was in his pocket. “It was fine, boring as fucking ever."

Levy nodded her head in understanding leaning her head back so she could look up at Gajeel. “Thank you” she whispered so softly Gajeel still wasn't sure he heard her right. 

“Hmm”? He responded gruffly.

Voice cracking Levy whispered “For taking care of me, for being patient and letting me stay here.” Her brown eyes reflecting the glow of the fire began to fill up with tears. “I...I...I don’t know what I would have done if” and on cue the tears began to roll down her face, sobs started to creep up her body releasing through her mouth and shaking her along the way. Gajeel was frozen he hadn’t seen her cry since the first day she moved in. He knew it was happening late at night he would hear her, but he didn’t have a clue what to do. He was sad too, though he would never admit it he was also heartbroken. Learning that Metalicana was inside trying to save him from dragonification had caused a ceaseless worry that maybe his Father had seen every atrocity he had ever committed. Then having to abruptly say goodbye forever with no chance to ask questions and the guild disbanding right after, well Gajeel was kinda fucked up too. But when he looked at the heartbreak and pain that was suffocating this girl next to him he wasn’t sure he was even on the same emotional plane as her right now. Her cries were breaking him into a million pieces and he had unconsciously pulled away from her while glancing over at Lily who was curled up in front of the fireplace. The little black exceed was giving him a glare that could rival Erza. Gajeel rolled his eyes and looked away from the pointed face Lily was giving clearly saying “Comfort her stupid!”. 

Taking in a deep breath Gajeel pulled Levy and her blanket up onto his lap, her sobs only increased and he looked at Lily even more panicked then he was before. The black exceed simply nodded his head in approval, forcing the very confused man to groan mentally. Pulling the blunette into his chest and wrapping his large studded arms around her, he gently rubbed her back with one hand and kept her pulled tight with the other. “Shrimp, I know that things happened all of a sudden.” Struggling to find words that could convey what he wanted to say he continued. “ Look no one did anything wrong. Master is just trying to do what's best for everyone. A lot of crazy things happened in a short amount of time.” Ugh he wanted to slap himself how in the fuck was this so hard. “Shortcake you don’t have to thank me for anything, you didn’t leave my side after we kicked all those demon asses. I’m just returning the favor”. Her sobs had finally subdued and she looked up at him, her large brown eyes filled with uncertainty held his vision. She went to say something and he placed one finger gently on her lips “It doesn’t matter if the guild is gone. I told you once to stay by my side and I damn well meant it. We’ll figure this shit out Shrimp and until then you can stay here and have a home”. Gajeel was blushing furiously hoping that she wouldn't notice or blame the heat from the fire.

He was looking away thoroughly embarrassed at himself when he felt two arms wrap around his neck. She tossed a leg on each side of his body burying her head into his hair and giving a hug that was almost too tight around his neck. 

“Thank you” was  all she whispered.

“Whatever” he grumbled holding her body tightly in return. They sat like this for a moment before Gajeel’s second head started to get in the way. He panicked as he remembered how thin her pajama shorts were. Swearing inwardly he started to panic as his manhood pushed against his pants. Knowing she would feel his lust he promptly threw her to the other end of the couch.

“Eeeeeeeeep” she squealed at the sudden shock of being detached and tossed. “What the hell was that for?” the bluenette shouted shock written over her face.

“It was getting too hot” Gajeel eyed her apprehensively as he spoke. 

“Well just tell me to move, I’m not a rag doll you can just toss around!” She shouted even louder. “Gihihi. If you weren’t so damn tiny I wouldn’t be able to toss ya so easy. Sides don’t ya have a book to finish anyway?” 

Levy suddenly torn between her anger and anticipation to start reading huffed loudly turning away from Gajeel and plopping herself on the floor next to Lily. Deciding to lay down on her stomach she faced the fireplace and kicked her feet up in the air promptly ignoring the man on the couch. She smiled slightly knowing her lack of underwear under her shorts made her butt look perfect and felt confident the Iron Dragon would think the same. Gajeel was disappointed she wouldn’t be sitting against him, but he didn’t have a choice. He couldn’t just poke her with that and pretend it was no big deal. Sighing he glanced down at her already lost in her book. He knew mentioning her love for reading would distract her from her anger. He took her in while she wasn’t looking, her slender yet toned arms supporting her upper body, her face ranging in emotions as her eyes swept back and forth from reading, her slender body and that underwear less ass….he did a double take searching for that little line shaping where her undergarments should be. He didn’t see it, he couldn’t find it. What the fuck Shorty he thought to himself. His erection came back to life and he groaned, screaming internally he remembered she had been sitting on him a leg on each side with only a wispy bit of material between her and nakedness. Gajeel could feel his blood pressure rising, his instincts to snatch her away into his bed were crashing against his common sense. He closed his eyes and calculated how long he could wait down in the living room before saying he needed to use the bathroom so he could promptly jerk off. 

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