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Gajevylovefest prompt; Eat me

He loved whenever she donned his clothes, especially his shirts where the collar dipped far, far below her cleavage, giving him ample nibbling opportunities whenever he had the chance to get to her. And he took those chances far more than she’d expected. He’d lift her up and place her on the counter if she cooked, rumbling as he’d bury his face into her chest, listening to her gasps and moans. She’d thread her fingers through his hair, keeping him close as he tugged one side of his shirt away, exposing a nipple. She’d always complain about the noise he’d make as he latched onto it, swirling his tongue around the hardening tip and sucking it into his mouth. She was one to talk, he’d muse as she leaned her head back, panting as her hips rolled, grinding against him as he nipped her before moving to the other side. Such activities would lead to further steamy fun, sometimes lasting all night into the early morning.  

But the first time Gajeel wore something of Levy’s, well, it didn’t end well. He was fortunate enough to be drunk at the time, allowing for some forgiveness as he awkwardly handed her the shredded remains of her pink skirt. He vowed afterwards that no matter what, he’d never try anything so stupid ever again, drunk or not.  

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