Hey guys! Let’s kick off lovefest with a bang ;) haha get it! Here is the bonus day prompt: Honeymoon. I didn’t feel like I could write their actual honeymoon, but I could write some wedding shenanigans. I hope you all enjoy. This is very NSFW, and so will all of my other lovefest prompts. Ya girl isn’t pulling any punches with the smut. I am still hosting my WIP game for the rest of the prompts :) As always, I love hearing from yall about what you think! It helps me understand what works well when I write. I hope you have a cold drink waiting, cause, friends, you’re gonna need it ;)
His hand was warm on her back above the lining of her dress, save for a thin band of metal across his finger. He pulled her closer as they danced, swaying to the music. Rocking back and forth slowly, he gazed at her, enamored woman in his arms. Tilting his jaw down, he nuzzled his nose into the top of her blue hair, breathing in her scent.
His voice was so quiet only she could hear, “I love you, Lev.”
She smiled, cheeks warm, “I love you too, Gajeel.”
Gajeel spun Levy around. He crossed her arms over her stomach and into a hammerlock, slowly dancing behind her. Their fingers intertwined by her waist, held together in a warm embrace. Gajeel moved closer, to place his chin on her shoulder, when Levy’s ass grazed his thigh. Pain from his tightening pants reminded Gajeel of just how long it had been since they’d laid together. The way she moved her hips to the music drew him to a deep carnal place within himself, and Gajeel released her hands, moving his own down her hips.
Levy barely noticed. His hands against her were so comfortable and familiar. Hollers surged from the crowd, and she remembered where she was: at her wedding, with the entire guild watching them dance under the spotlight. Levy spun on her heel just as his hands ghosted over her ass.
“Gajeel, people are watching us. You can’t do that right now,” she whispered, grabbing his hands in her own and dancing further away. Her reluctance only made the hunt feel more real, and he wanted her even more.
“Levy,” Gajeel’s voice was thick with lust, “you’re so damn hot in that dress with my ring around your finger.” Arms crept around her waist and pulled her flush against his chest. His thumb rubbed her wedding ring. “I just wanna touch my wife. Is that so bad?”
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