A/N: NSFW and final chapter. Thanks for your support. More notes will be posted on my tumblr.

Chapter Nine: Fairy Love

The hovering island shook from the stampeding crowd making their way on to the field. Whether they were rooting for the Suns or the Eagles, almost everyone in the stadium flocked to the center where the Eagles were presented with the crowning jewel, the Fiore Cup.

"That's it?" Gajeel leaned in and whispered loudly against her ear. "That thing is the trophy?" She rolled her eyes and smiled at Gajeel. The cup wasn't even a bowl or a drinking vessel. From Gajeel's point of view, the trophy had a sphere sitting atop of a curving pedestal. What bothered him was that the entire thing was gold, but it looked like someone took a small ball, a piece of twisted metal, glued them together and wrapped it in gold foil. Levy couldn't see it, but Gajeel could see the ridges and indentation left by the foil.

"I think the real reward is winning." Levy chimed in, only having Gajeel grumble in response. "They get money too, you know?"

"That ain't everything." Gajeel said.

"Huh," Levy smirked. "I think I know why you're disappointed."

"You do?"

"You want to eat it." Levy laughed. "Don't you?" Gajeel stared at her, still hovering over her shoulder. His face said it all and Levy read him as easily as her books, though something wicked gleamed in his eyes.

"Eat you." Gajeel leaned closer and bit her earlobe. Levy jumped back, almost crashing into the damp seat. Her stomach literally did cartwheels, nerves electrified her by his subtle but bold bite.

"W-What was that for?" Levy flushed, grabbing her sensitive earlobe and looked around for anyone witnessing it. Luckily, everyone was leaving the stadium and some were jumping on to the field.

"Tch," Gajeel crossed his arms. "I just bit ya. No big deal." He paused and stared at her, still feeling embarrassed by it. "Sorry." He stated at last, having Levy ease up a bit. Her shoulders relax and her face softens from her scowl.

"It's okay," Levy chuckled. "C'mon, let's join everyone else."

And so they did.

They danced and celebrated with the crowd, no matter what team they rooted for, everyone seemed to be enjoying themselves. It rained once again, though it didn't faze them one bit. The winning team recognized Gajeel and asked for his autograph in return had the team sign something for them. Hope Solo, the Goalie and most valuable player, was thrilled to see Gajeel as she routed for him and the rest of Fairy Tail. They were both the underdogs in their respective tournaments, and in the end came out on top.

Gajeel rammed their hotel room open, almost losing his patience with the damn room key. It didn't help for Levy attacking his neck with her lips and relentless tongue, murmuring her urgency into his ear and kissing his sensitive earlobe. A feral growl escaped his throat and Gajeel brought her to the bathroom. Even with the heat of their bodies and the humidity, the cold rain upon her skin was causing her to shiver. He would not have any of that unless it was made by his touch.

He settled her on to the bathroom counter, legs releasing his hips as they pulled away briefly to take off their drenched shirts and pants. Wet skin slapped against each other, lips assaulting in a fiery tango, dancing for warmth and desired for more of their taste. No hesitation. No more thinking. It was all a familiar yet still foreign territory for both of them. Luckily for them, they had complete trust in one another and this was just the beginning of their adventures.

Gajeel's lips trailed down her neck, red eyes flickered open to see himself in the mirror. Pleasurable pain erupted in his chest at the sight of Levy's smooth and dampen back, watching oh so carefully at the hour glass shape of her figure. The way her glorious hips curved in at her waist and out again as his eyes trailed to the side of her chest and her shoulders. The white-orange traced guild mark welcomed him, enticing him to run his strong hands from between her shoulder blades to the small of her back, feeling her arch her back and press her breasts against his chest.

"Gajeel?" Levy squeaked when Gajeel wrapped an arm around her waist and pulls her forward, spinning her around to her belly against the counter. His lips urged a pleasurable moan out of her lips as he kissed her neck, trailing wet kisses from her ear to the very back of her neck. Blue threads stuck to her skin, and he kissed them as if it was part of her skin. He guided her one leg up and nestled it on the counter, his hands caressing it and fingers trailed coyly towards the apex of her thighs. A breathy gasp left Levy once again, rhythm increasing when his fingers brushed gently in her folds, but then glided back down her leg teasingly.

Levy's eyes flickered to the mirror, witnessing for the first time at what Gajeel sees. Her flushed face, mouth agape with a breathy moan leaving them and her eyes burning with the desire that drove the dragon to the brink of insanity. Gajeel's red eyes flickered over her shoulder and Levy stared back at him through the mirror and kept them there as his fingers slipped into her folds, releasing a wave of unspeakable ecstasy through her body, though she kept her eyes locked with his. She dared herself and he too to not look away.

His throbbing member pressed hard against her lower back. Levy allured him by the soft grind of her hips against him, following the rhythm of his fingers deftly inside of her. Gajeel was the first to break their eye contact, slumping his head against her temple, seeking comfort by kissing her cheek. His other hand desperately tightening and relaxing against her hips. Levy wanted him to take her. His teasing was beautifully cruel and she wanted nothing more than to feel him inside of her. And the hardness against her back showed her that he too wanted it as bad as she does.

Levy grabbed his hand from her hips and guided them up her waist to her breast where Gajeel held her. A growl escaped him, tongue grazed her skin and she yelped at his thumb running itself over and over the sensitive nub. The feeling between legs only grew urgent, and her hips grounded harder against him.

"Ahh—!" Levy cried out, craning her neck and slamming the back of her head against his chest. "Gajeel!" She said over and over. Heat in her belly coiled and suddenly burst throughout her being, lightning erupting through every limb and every nerve. Levy convulsed and she stared at herself losing herself in the feral gaze of the man responsible. The man who stole her heart.

The woman that took his breath away.

The mantra of his name tumbling over her lips, just like how the semi-damp blue curls danced along her shoulders as she moved herself against him. The way she moved as she lost herself. The pain in his chest only grew and the dying need to see her again glisten only fueled his desire.

Gajeel lined himself at her entrance and with no more hesitation, he took her in one abrupt thrust, hugging his hips against hers and fully sheathing himself into her warmth. Her slick walls clenched around him, and her delectable cries and how she moved against him. She was incredible. He knew that all along but to have Levy exceed that…

"Gajeel—" Levy panted, holding on to his hand still upon her plump breast. "—please…let me touch you." She begged, staring at him through the mirror. Hooded honey eyes pleaded, glassy and wantoning…

Gajeel pulled only for a brief moment and picked her up, guiding her legs around his waist as he carried her to the bed where he sat down at the edge. She moaned when he re-entered her. She straddled him, and her hands roughly glided over his taut skin, slightly pushing him down and on to his back. Gajeel shivered at the contact of her nails against his skin. Her eyes looking down on him and a wicked smile curled on her lips. She was in control now and somehow Gajeel never wanted to be dominated by anyone until now.

"Fuck, Levy—!" Gajeel moaned, watching Levy move herself up and down his shaft, gasping with each breath. Her cerulean curls bounced around her heart shaped face, perky breasts moving with them in tandem. The way she moved, her delectable sound and the sight of her just out did him. Her nails digging into abdomen as she rocked her hips and her walls tightening around him. She was almost at the brink once more.

Gajeel bucked his hips and she slumped forward, eyes glaring at him to dare him to do it again. His hands at her hips, following her rhythm and then he bucked them again, rewarded with another moan. Levy bit her lip as he bucked against her once more. She was losing her dominance though her movements didn't fade as it only grew with the built up heat in her core. Gajeel sat up and pressed his chest flushed against hers and claimed her swollen lips, fervently moving his tongue along with hers.

He could never get enough of this. How could he stop tasting her? How could he have her stop touching him? Say his name? The way she looked at him, her hands leaving her mark on his skin, branding him as hers…

"I love you," It slipped out of his mouth, pausing their movements. Levy stared at him, studying his face, imploring if it was true. In a way, Gajeel wanted to take it back, feeling slightly embarrassed at his words, though something in his chest didn't want him to.

"Do you really?" Levy gasped, walls clenching him involuntarily. Gajeel winced and groan, slumping his head forward, forehead touching hers. Her eyes flickered to his, and she slowly started moving again. He nodded in response, too preoccupied to speak and with that, "I love you too." Levy rasped and kissed him, far more passionately than the last.

They didn't know how long and how many times they made love that night. Only one thing was certain were their feelings for each other. The following morning, they would head back to Magnolia to their family. The family origins were different, but both have found solace in their new one. They were brought together by Fairy Tail. However, their relationship only grew with the aid of a black and white soccer ball.

"Levy! Gajeel!" Mira Jane beamed when both of them walked through the guild hall. "Welcome back! How was your trip?" Lucy, Erza, Juvia and everyone else drew their attention to the new couple, though the lack of contact from the two was sort of a disappointment to them.

"Trains are murder." Gajeel took a seat and slumped forward, resting his head on the table. Levy joined him, settling her usual ginormous size book in front of her. The smell of polished pine, hops from her favorite local ale and warmth of her friends company was a welcoming sight. She could not forget the delicious smell of Mira Jane's cooking wafting from the kitchen.

Home sweet home.

"It was great!" Levy answered. "The game was spectacular and the Crocus Cup Fair was festive. It was a little different from the Grand Magic Games." She took a good look around her. All her girlfriends and all their gazes were looking at her with the sinister smirk on their wicked little faces. Heat flooded her cheeks, knowing all too well that they wanted to know all the nitty gritty details of their weekend together. No one wanted to say anything with Gajeel present, though she realized they were waiting for someone else to make their first move.

"Levy!" She jumped in her seat and winced at her clammy hand slapping her bare back. "My girl! How's the ride?" Cana slid an arm around her shoulders and winked at the tiny blue fairy. Levy's eyes went wide at the question, afraid to see Gajeel's face and prayed that he didn't get the reference.

"Murder." Gajeel grumbled. Levy darted her head back to the nauseous dragon and so did everyone else.

"Not what she meant, Gajeel-kun…" Juvia said to him, trying hard not to laugh along with Lucy. Gajeel tilted his head to the side, fluttering his heavy lids towards the table next to him.

"Gajeel's right, though…" Natsu heaved involuntarily as Lucy elbowed him in the gut.

"Dragons are so dense." Lucy sighed. It took him a few moments to realize what she meant by ride, and looked over at the little Shrimp beside him, fuming a light pink on her cheeks. She was mad and embarrassed all in one menacing look.

"You guys are a bunch of perverts." Gajeel grumbled, sitting up and crossed his arms. "Especially you!" He turned to Levy.

"Me?"

"Yeah, you!" Gajeel stood up, grabbing her wrists and pulling her out of her seat.

"Gajeel, what are you doing—EEP!?" Levy shrieked when Gajeel picked her up and slung her over his shoulder. "Put me down! Gajeel, you idiot!"

"Puttin' you in quarantine before you catch their filthy imagination." Gajeel laughed, hooking his arm behind her legs and trying to keep her still.

"Put me down you big lug!" Levy punched his back with her fist. She could see the look on her friends face, shocked and even thrilled about what was going on. At this point, Levy only wish was to get out of there and let them talk about it without her present. She didn't really want to know what was going through the heads.

"We'll save you, Levy!" The cavalry didn't come soon enough. Jet, Droy and even Lily stopped Gajeel, blocking his way through the main entrance of the hall. "Release her or else!" Lily pointed his buster sword at him. Jet and Droy were equipped with soccer balls, one in each hand.

"What the hell is going on?" Levy tried to crane her body around to see the other half of her team, but she couldn't move from Gajeel's grip.

"I like to see ya try," Gajeel grinned at them. "Bring it on!" Levy braced herself, knowing she wouldn't be able to do anything about it in her current position. She could easily use her magic to separate herself.

"Here I come!" Jet tossed one ball and kicked it, where Gajeel easily dodged it and the other ball went sailing towards Levy and Gajeel used her butt to volley the ball at Lily and Droy.

"What the hell?" Levy shrieked again and slapped Gajeel on the back. "Are you using me as a weapon?" He laughed in response and her patience was the last straw. "All of you are so dead!" She laughed, squirming from his hold.

"What can I say?" Gajeel laughed. "Ya got some assets." Gajeel kicked an incoming ball, where it bounced off one of the wooden pillars and unexpectedly landed in Erza's strawberry cream cake. Their playful fight turned into an actual battle.

"Who destroyed my cake?" Erza's voice boomed throughout the guild, silencing everyone to whatever they were doing, except a rogue ball hurling towards Erza's face and smacking her dead on.

"Oh no!" Gajeel relaxed, releasing Levy and stared at the person responsible for that malicious attack. Natsu, who was standing on top of a table with a mesh bag full of soccer balls slung over his shoulders, roared in laughter and pointing at Erza.

"Erza! Fight me!" He announced, and with that the fighting resumed, dragging everyone in the guild into the fray. Before Gajeel would join the fray, a soccer ball hit him square in the back and so did another, making him stumble backwards and sideways.

"What are you going to do about it, Cupcake?" Levy mocked him, juggling a soccer ball with her legs. "Not so nice to be called names, huh?" His red eyes looked at the ball and then her legs, eying her waist, chest—all of her and his gaze paused at her beautiful face.

"I'm gonna smack that ball away from ya and take you back to your place." Gajeel smirked at her, causing her to blush a very deep place.

"I like to see you try!" Levy smiled playfully, kicking the ball up and reared her smooth creamy legs back.

"Bring it—ack!" Gajeel groaned as Droy came crashing behind him.

The normality of Fairy Tail was back to its usual self. Something like the Fiore Cup made a slight change in their routines, though it was only momentarily. But to have one event change the lives of two people and their relationship was a different thing. Their relationship was far exceeded past to what they were before the Tournament. This was the beginning of a new adventure for Gajeel and Levy, and of course with the rest of the team and friends behind them every step of the way. Who knows where they'd be for the next Fiore Cup? As long as they are together, they'd be there ready for anything.

Bend it Like Levy

By: Masterchick aka Kissedbyiron

July 30, 2014-September 5, 2015

Dedicated to: Ashe and all of my followers. I wouldn't be here without you.