AN: This is for Gajevy Love Fest 2016. I have never written for this week specifically, but I've written for Gajevy Week. If you've read my other works on here, then you kinda know my style. If you haven't, please check out my Gajevy fanfictions!

*I do not own any of the pictures.

*I do not own any of FairyTail - that's all Hiro Mashima.

AN: The first of a set of new one shots! And it's early too. Hooray for preparedness! (I'm usually a horrific procrastinator). I figured since I'm trying to complete Fighting Redfox, I might as well get my one shots done in between FR chapters. I'll most likely -as always- go back in and edit and add later.

A headcanon of mine that just sort of happened -and you can see this in my other one shots- is Levy's favorite drink is tea. Any tea (Long Islands in Fighting Redfox ha), but raspberry is her main one. There are other headcanons that I have discovered while I write, but I will just continue to write and see if anyone can discover them too before I make it known in another AN. As always, thanks for reading/reviewing/favor/follows... All that jazz in there. It's very greatly appreciated!

Gajevy Love Fest #1 - "Awkward."

Levy parked her car in the drive by the familiar blue truck. She glanced in the rearview as she gathered her purse and took the keys from the ignition. She could see Gajeel open the screen door to his house and walk down the porch steps to meet her. Taking a deep breath, she got out.

The two of them had started dating about four months prior. They took it slow, as both of them worked many hours at their jobs. When she had told him that, he immediately agreed, knowing it would be difficult to balance time together with time at work. Through the summer months, they had planned fun outings to get to know each other. Mostly nights on the town, however there were times where they kicked back and watched movies at home instead of going out.

Now the summer months were coming to a close. Her cute shorts and tanks she'd have to exchange for jeans and sweatshirts to keep up with the change in the weather. Since Gajeel owned a house in the country, he had promised her a bonfire and camping after she heard him tell his party stories.

He stood at the edge of the grass just before the gravel drive, dressed in a plain t-shirt and gym shorts. White ankle socks graced his feet. She smiled as she approached him. "Hello."

"You find the place alright?" He asked.

"Yes. I've been here before, Gajeel." She replied a matter of factly.

He nodded and leaned forward to gently kiss her lips. "I know Shorty. This was your first time driving here yourself."

"Right. I had no trouble."

"This time." He started with a smirk.

She playfully slapped his arm. "Hey, give me some credit here. You've seen my driving.."

"Yea, yea." He tried to sound bored but he couldn't hide the play in his voice.

Taking her hand, he led her up to the front door. He turned to glance at her, letting her go inside first. "You look nice today."

She smiled and thanked him and set her purse by the door. A shiver ran down her arms and back. The cold air hit her like a brick. "It's really chilly in here."

"Well yea, it's hot as hell outside." He chuckled, but promptly went over to the thermostat to turn the air down. "But I guess I can heat up the place for ya."

Levy let out a giggle, kicking off her shoes to join him in her socks. "I don't want to make you shut off your AC."

He reached out to pull her closer to him. His arms wrapped around her and his large hands felt her bottom. "You're not making me turn off anything. You're actually doing the opposite." His voice was low.

A blush tinted her cheeks. As much as she loved to be held by him, she wiggled her way free in a dance like pattern. He had implied a lot in his simple statement. She had never had never been with a man. She was sure in dating Gajeel and hoped that their relationship would flourish the longer they were together. She was just unsure of when it was the right time.

Of course he was ready. She thought maybe she was. It was just a matter of time until they finally decided to do it. Though there was only so many excuses for her to make to stall time.

Gajeel smirked at her reddened cheeks and walked through the living room to the kitchen. He retrieved two glasses from a cabinet and held one up. "You want something?"

She pressed her lips into a line. "You wouldn't happen to have any raspberry tea would you?"

A large smile spread over his teeth. He went to the fridge to reveal an unopened jug of none other than her favorite drink. He saw the smile it caused, then began to pour her a glass.

"You remembered." She said quietly. She reached out to take it from him.

"Of course. I listen to everything you say." He replied with a grin then sipped from his own glass.

She narrowed her eyes. Did he, now? "What's my favorite color?"

"Orange."

She kept her face relaxed, though a pleased feeling spread from within and made her limbs tingly. "And?"

He leaned his hip on the wooden countertop. "Blue. A lighter, greenish blue. I don't remember the name you mentioned."

She laughed. "Bright Caribbean. Right, I do get a little specific."

"What's mine?" He cocked an eyebrow at her.

Humming and glancing up as her mind dug through his information, she tucked her arm beneath her breasts, her other still holding her tea. "Gold?"

"Green. But close enough." He laughed out loud. He noticed the red on her face. He moved to her and gently pulled her close enough to breathe in the scent of her hair. She stood there, looking up at him with huge, brown eyes, and he had to pull away his gaze. She sucked him in with those doe eyes.

"So what would you like to do today?" He asked. He had her follow him out of the kitchen to the living room.

She sat down on his couch, looking at his extensive collection of music and movies. "Have you added any more to your shelves?"

"I added some yesterday when I went to the store for your tea." He nodded upstairs. "I watched one last night."

She followed up the stairs and into his room. It was the bigger of the two bedrooms. His bed was unmade and clothing was strewn across the floor. He pursed his lips, quickly kicking the clothes into a corner with a laundry basket. "Sorry, no one's ever up here but me…"

Levy smiled as she looked around. She'd seen his whole house before, but only in passing glance as he had hurriedly showed her before they went out on their date. There was a tv in the corner on a small end table and a few dvd cases stacked beside it. She picked them up. "This has only been out for a few days." She expressed in surprise.

"Yea. What about it?" He set down his drink by his alarm clock.

"Nothing. I just usually wait to buy it later or rent it from the store."

"Do you want to watch it?"

She turned to him with it in her hands. "Kind of. Though it's a really nice, sunny day. I don't want to waste it by being indoors."

He stood up. "Eh, it's too hot outside to do shit. I mean crap," he amended, knowing Levy didn't curse. He didn't think she even noticed his slip. "If I had a pool, we could swim."

Her eyes flittered to the window. "Hmm. You're right. I guess we can watch it now. I'd rather not get too hot."

"You're already too hot." He murmured to her with a look in his eyes, taking the case from her grip.

She tried to hide the growing smile, turning her head away from him. When he returned to the bed, he grabbed the remoted from his side table and skipped the previews to get to the main menu. He patted the sheets beside him. "Come sit."

It felt a little awkward to crawl into his bed while he was in it. He was very attractive and confident, traits that Levy wished she had. She didn't think she was that pretty. Her chest wasn't a developed as many other women and her frame was tiny. The one thing she had going for her -and she knew it herself- was her curvy hips.

Gajeel watched her settle in beside him. He put his arm around her shoulders and pulled her closer. The movie started playing, and they each turned their attention to the movie. The AC kicked back on. The vents beside the bed began to blast icy cold air into the room.

In her tank top, Levy immediately felt the cold. At first it felt nice as they watched the first ten or so minutes of the film. She shifted, leaning a little more into Gajeel's side as the cold turned even colder. A shiver ran down her body, giving her goosebumps. His large hand brushed her arm. "Are you too cold?"

She nodded against his shoulder. "A little."

While she spoke, he tightened his hold on her and brought his other around to rub her arm. He remembered they were on his bed, and reached to his sheets. The black sheets were warm from their body heat. Levy sighed at the warmth enveloping her.

"Better?" Gajeel asked expectantly.

"Yes, thank you." Her breath was hot on his chest.

Minutes ticked by and the movie was well under way. Levy took a deep breath. His scent embedded in the sheets filled her nostrils. It relaxed her. It also made her take in another deep breath. She heard his heartbeat. It was even and steady. Her attention started to shift to him rather than the tv. Why was she feeling this way? It was strange.

Her leg moved up his. At the same time, her arm stretched across his torso. She reveled in the feeling of her body pressed against his hard muscles. Her next sigh was audible.

Gajeel saw her knee creep up to his hip. He had tensed slightly, not knowing if she'd hit him accidentally in the crotch. His eyes lowered to her laying against him. Her shape through the sheets was incredibly sexy. Her rear stuck out, making him want to squeeze it. When her arm reached over him, she had inadvertently pressed her breasts to his side. The tops of them overflowed out of her tank.

He kissed the top of her head and tried his best to ignore her sexiness. It was one of the hardest things he had to do. To his surprise, she tucked her hand up under his t shirt and traced the muscles in his torso. The trails her fingers left felt like fire. She slowly made her way up his chest. Her tiny fingers did more damage to him than he would have thought.

His lips kissed her again, the only thing he could do aside from rolling over onto her. She tilted her head up to see his face. Her eyes were closed, but she smiled. It was easily the sexiest smile he had seen on her.

Leaning down, his lips pressed to hers. She hummed as he kissed her. She hesitantly opened her mouth to let him in. They were sucked into their own world, all attention now shifted from the tv to each other. Her hand under his shirt moved up to the back of his shoulder, lifting the hem to expose his abs.

He leaned into her, slowly pressing her to the mattress. His tongue explored her mouth, his hand roamed down her body until he hit the top of her jean shorts. Taking her hips with her fingers, he pulled her lower body into his, and at the same time, his own pushed down into her. She hummed.

"Gajeel," she said breathlessly.

"Hm." He was focused on her neck below her ear.

"I-I…" She began, but a small moan slipped out instead as he roughly sucked at her skin. His hand found her rear. Her moan in his ears pushed him a little further into a zone he was cautious to enter with her.

"I haven't been with anyone." She blurted quickly, afraid she'd soon lose the ability to speak.

He looked at her. "Does that mean you don't want to? It's ok. We've got a whole lot of time to wait."

She slowly shook her head. He was extremely handsome as he looked into her eyes. It just about took her breath away. "No, I do… I want to with you."

"Are you sure?"

She nodded, and he was hesitant to proceed anyways for her sake. He gently kissed her mouth again, leaning more on her until she was flat on the bed. He quickly peeled off his shirt, throwing it into the corner.

Levy was very impressed with his physique. Every muscle was visible and toned. It made her want to feel him all over. She rose up to meet his lips and the passion started to build. A pressure presented itself in her core. Her hips raised to his instinctively. When he felt that, a small growl erupted from his throat.

He moved her tank up to expose her stomach. The tank was removed, leaving Levy in her lace bra. He saw the dark of her nipples through the fabric. The sexy sight greatly excited him, and he knew that he was fully erect.

Removing her bra, he shoved it off the bed. His focus remained on her breasts. From the corner of his eye, he saw her blush. "What's wrong?" He asked with a ragged voice.

"I'm kinda small." She felt her breast and it jolted his manhood to see her touch herself.

He made a sound with his mouth and pressed himself to her. "I like them. A lot." He then put one in his mouth, which caused her to moan. He focused on them for a while longer before moving to her shorts. Unzipping them, he very hastily tugged them from her. Her panties matched her bra, and he though drool had begun to seep from the corner of his mouth.

"These need to come off." He said in a gruff rush. His breathing started to intensify. Lips touched her above her panties and her legs moved under him, lifting herself to him. He glanced up at her face. It was thrown back, her mouth was open and her eyes were closed. She was steadying her breathing from his touch.

With the lace panties removed, he bent his head down to her. The tip of his tongue brushed her slit. His unexpected action brought forth a pleased gasp. He sunk between her folds and licked her with rhythm. She slowly moved her hips with him, her hands raking through his black hair. Another loud moan escaped her as his tongue deliberately pressed to her clit and swirled around it.

When she was dripping with her own juices from his ministrations, he breathlessly kicked off his own shorts. He moved between her legs, which wrapped around his hips. Feeling her and guiding himself, he entered her and stopped after the tip. Her pleased moan encouraged him. Her nipples hardened and he sunk deeper into her.

She cried out, but it quickly turned into a pleasured sound. His chest touched her breasts. His forearm braced his body from putting his whole weight on her. Her eyes opened. They searched his red ones. It was as if he was seeing her for the first time. He could see the trust radiating from her.

He gave a sharp thrust as a want surged through him. It made him groan along with her pleased cry. She wrapped her arms around his shoulders as he began to pump into her. His shaft went as deep as he could get it, feeling her core against his head. Repeatedly, he found it again, hitting her there. Each time he did, a feeling she could never simply describe flooded through her.

Her toes curled as he continued. The sound of his breath in her ear turned her on even more, and she tilted her hips up to him. He thrusted, and they both were in ecstasy. He began to pump faster and harder. He pressed his face into her neck while she tightly squeezed the back of his. She gave a hard, deep groan. That did it for him.

He positioned himself above her and sharply delved into her. He focused on her core until she shuddered with a louder cry. He felt her reaction to an orgasm within, tightening over himself as she released. He let her have a moment before continuing into her for his own release.

His own was about to come. Pulling out of her with no time to spare, he shot onto the black sheets. He groaned into her stomach as he leaned his head there. The juices that had seeped from her mixed with his on the sheet.

Her breath came harshly as she lifted her shoulders off the bed to look at him. A dazed expression was plastered there. "Wow."

Grinning, he kissed her stomach. He motioned to the clear fluid. "Watch where you touch." Rising from the bed, he walked naked to grab one of his socks on the floor.

"You're going to use a sock?" She giggled as she watched him attempt to clean up their mess.

"I do all the time." He replied, shrugging his shoulders. She understood his implication, and tried to hide her grin.

He leaned to toss the dirty sock into the laundry basket, then settled down beside her. They were both still naked, but he pulled the clean section of sheets up to cover them. "I have absolutely no idea what's going on." Levy motioned to the tv.

"We can restart it if you want."

"It's ok. I'll figure it out." She giggled. She lay there wrapped in his arms. She felt safe, satisfied, and the love word rising into her thoughts. Very soon, they were invested into the movie. Every now and then he would nuzzle her or vice versa.

For a while they were still. It was quiet, even the scene on the screen. Levy could barely hear the actors speak. She was about to say something when a small sound interrupted her before she would begin. Her eyes moved around the room as she took in where it came from.

"Was, was that you?" She asked timidly. She wanted to laugh, but she kept her voice from betraying her.

Gajeel kept quiet, but his eyes gave him away. "Sorry."

She began to giggle as he lifted the sheets behind him. The sound was so small that it was easy to dismiss it as being something else entirely, but in a matter of seconds, there was a distinct tinge in the air. "Gajeel!" She now began to laugh out loud as she covered her nose with the sheet.

He laughed with her. "Well that was awkward."

She continued to laugh until her belly hurt. "No. No, it's ok, it's funny."

He sniffed the air and turned to her with a laugh. "It's safe to come out now."

"You better be right." She teased.

"What if I'm not?" He raised his eyebrow playfully. "Are you gonna get me back?"

That made her laugh again. "No, not now." She settled back against him. "But eventually."