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Something is Changing	By : moxiflox Category: +. to F > Fairy Tail Views: 5258 -:- Recommendations : 1 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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They found themselves in a lavish sitting room after being shown through the maze of a house by one of the stewards. The large room was dark mahogany, spanning at least four lengths of Lucy's apartment. Spiral wooden pillars on each side of the room divided the room into sections. Far to the left was a great stone fireplace with a portrait of likely none other than Mr. Rannelly, or Lord Rannelly, as they had been informed at the gate. They were seated in the center section, upon red chairs trimmed in gold. An extravagant golden and crystal chandelier hung above them, its candles casting flickering shadows across the intricate embellishments in the walls and ceiling.
I hadn't realized how uneasy I would feel, being back in the company of the wealthy. I felt unsettled as thoughts of my previous life entered my head, not to mention severely underdressed. Both Gray and Natsu could sense my restlessness as they seated themselves next to me, backs straight and alert, with the occasional darts of their eyes toward me that I didn't miss. I held on to my keys for support as I willed myself to relax.
Natsu had just started to lean toward me to speak when we were interrupted by the entrance of a short, overweight man with a prominent brown mustache and full head of hair to match. We started to stand as he ushered us back to sit, "No, no, welcome, welcome. I am Lord Rannelly, of the Third House. You are the guild wizards I asked for?" As he traipsed before us, I couldn't help but get the feeling that he was nervous as well. That was odd. The Third House¸a faint recollection sounded in my head. What do I know about them?
"We are. This is Natsu, Happy, Lucy, and I'm Gray. We are from Fairy Tail," he introduced as motioned to us. The man eyed the blue cat momentarily before bringing his attention back to Gray. "We understand this is some sort of security job, for your niece?"
"Ahh, right, right," the man hesitantly sat in the chair in front of them as he appraised the mages. "Yes, you three look strong enough."
"But there are four of us!" protested Happy.
"I'm afraid I wasn't entirely forward in the flier, of which I am hoping the sizeable reward will make amends for," the man leaned back in his chair, "Yes, my niece shall be arriving this evening. Her name is Daniella Beaumont. She has recently come into position as the head of the Third House, through the untimely death of her parents. Unfortunately, it is one that we were.. expecting."
"Are you saying someone killed her parents and you knew it was going to happen?" questioned Natsu. "What kind of family are you?"
"It isn't like that. If there was anything I could have done to stop it, I would have. I possess no magic myself, you see. The way our house's rulers are decided is by sheer magic power. My sister's family, the Beaumonts, have ruled the Third House since the passing of our father years before. My sister was a strong wizard, so it was no surprise that their daughter was born a strong wizard as well. It was well known that unless a new child was born into our family with immense magical power, it was Daniella who would inherit her mother's position at the head of the Third House upon her death. However, we soon discovered that my nephew, Tarquin Rannelly, had a.. unique set of skills."
"Unique?" Gray asked.
"Yes. Since coming of age, Tarquin has gotten more and more reckless. At first, he was never a threat to the seat, but overtime we noticed that his power was increasing dramatically. We discovered that his power was not really his.. in a way. His abilities allow him to absorb the power of any other noble wizard. The catch is that he can never keep the power for himself for long. It always leaks back to its owner. In order to ensure he does keep it, he kills them. "
A squeak came from Happy as he dropped onto Natsu's lap. "But that's terrible, killing people for their power."
"Verily. We assumed that there would be no other reason for his sudden grapple for power if not to displace my sister and her husband at the head of the house. We made plans to protect Daniella, who is now only 8, but I cannot do it alone." The man's face was downcast as he continued. "I can't prove that he killed my sister, all I can do is get my niece to safety. She will only be here a short time as we arrange to move her far from Fiore. She is now all that stands between Tarquin and the high seat of our house. That's why I asked you here. I would protect her myself, if I could. My only hope is that Tarquin would believe my lack of magic would make this the last place we would take her. I sincerely hope that you will not be needed at all."
"What type of magic would we be facing?" I asked from my seat.
"Lysander, his brother, is thought to be with him. He writes enchantments. It may not sound very offensive, but it isn't anything to be overlooked."
We shared a brief short laugh as all of our thoughts undoubtedly went back to Freed and his involvement in the Battle of Fairy Tail.
"We are familiar with the hazards of enchantment magic, but what magic does Tarquin possess?" asked Gray.
"He possesses a type of shadow magic. From my understanding, he practices abilities that cause pain upon contact with his magic, like a short of shock."
"I'll just burn his shadows out of existence! This should be cake!" Natsu declared as his hand burst with flames.
"Aye!" cried Happy.
"Ah, yes. Well, hopefully it doesn't come to that." Lord Rannelly said as he stood. "As I said, Daniella won't be arriving until later this evening. You are free to explore the house or the town until then. I only ask that you be back by 8pm tonight. The servants can show you anywhere you wish, but I assume you would like to see your rooms first."
Gray nodded and Rannelly moved to call in a servant when the doors opened to a striking young man, with brown hair to match Rannelly's. I noticed his jaw was beautifully sculpted as my eyes drifted up to his, a blazing green that seemed to see right through me. He was tall and lean, but clearly well-built and well dressed.
"Ah, this is Oliver, my son." The newcomer bowed his head slightly to them with an alluring look in his eye, which seemed to be directed at me. Something must have been to Gray's dislike, as he stood and moved forward, partially blocking my view. "Oliver, would you show these three to their rooms up in the guest wing?"
"Of course, father. If you will be so kind as to follow me?" he smiled sharply as he turned back toward the door. "Ladies first." He said as he motioned for me.
I couldn't help but catch the frosty look in Gray's eyes as I stood to follow.

Levy watched Gajeel over her book as he carried in barrel after barrel of ale and whiskey for Mira. The few guys who were around this evening and not out on jobs had been sucked into the demoness' work as her weekly order of booze had arrived.
His muscles flexed as he lifted the barrel over his shoulder to take it down to the basement. His black vest was open, which allowed Levy to watch the cut of his stomach tense with every step, his pants loosely hanging on his carved hips. She let her imagination do the rest as it took off his pants for her. Mmm.
"Gi hi," she was pulled from her daydream as she looked up and found Gajeel with an unscrupulous look in his eye, leering her way.
She blushed as she returned to her book and he continued to the basement. Sigh, she had a good partner. Most were shocked when friendship had developed between the two. They attributed it to guilt on his part, and in truth that's how it began. When Gajeel joined Fairy Tail, he spent most of his time alone, the guild torn between their concern for Levy and Lucy and their duty to accept a fellow guild mate. She would watch him, silently coming and going, paying no mind to anyone around him. She couldn't help but feel terrible. How lonely he must be, and so much of it was because of her. Not directly, of course. But she, Droy, and Jet had survived, as well as Lucy. That was just the hazards of being a guild mage. They all had been beaten and broken at some point, but they continued on. He had even apologized, of sorts.
He had stopped her one evening as she was leaving the guild. Droy and Jet were already passed out on a table and she was heading home. "Ey, Shorty," he called to her as she reached the doors. He was leaning to the side of them, arms crossed, eyes down.
"Oh, hi Gajeel," I said, somewhat unsurely.
"You walkin'?" he asked as he jerked his head toward the door.
"Mm yes, I have a lot of reading left to do and I just can't get it done around here some nights," I said as I looked around and saw Elfman balancing a considerable number of tables on his shoulders while proclaiming his manliness.
He surveyed the guild. "I'll walk you," he muttered as he turned and opened the doors, not looking if I was following.
My eyes widened before I regained my composure. What was this? This was new, for certain. But for some reason I found my feet moving forward, following the dark dragon slayer into the night. We walked in silence, my thoughts racing. Why had I gone with him? I could have said no and gone on my own, but some part of me seemed to.. want to see what this gloomy man was like. I studied him from behind, his broad shoulders framing his hulking figure. The way he was built was.. impressive. Most of the men in our guild were lean and taught, other than Laxus and Elfman. Gajeel was robust, his well-built arms casting large shadows on the ground. Good god, Levy, listen to yourself! I had just started chastising myself for getting lost in his appearance when I realized he had stopped. Looking up, we were at my place.
Wait, my place? How did he know where I lived? I had been so distracted that I hadn't even thought of that. My imagination ran away with thoughts of him being concerned for my safety, gallantly making sure I got home, or even coming around because he was interested in me.
Tsk, no.
How could Black Steel Gajeel be interested in a bookworm? If he enjoyed being in the guild, he hadn't shown it. And if he did, she guessed that girls like Lucy or Mira would be more his type, with full chests and hour glass shapes. Other than Jet and Droy, she didn't have many suitors.
He turned and faced me with his hands in his pockets, still looking at the ground.
"Thank you, Gajeel," I managed to stammer. I gave him a long look before moving toward my door. I could tell he was hesitating, like he wanted to say something, but couldn't. Could he be..?
"Shorty.. I.." he stopped and jerked his head away from me, still looking at the ground, "About before.."
He had probably never apologized to anyone before, I realized. I watched as he struggled to find the words he wanted to say.
"I know." I said softly.
His head snapped up and I saw the confusion and torment in his eyes. I held his gaze for a minute, before offering a small smile and turning toward my door.
"That will never happen to you again, as long as I'm around," he said stiffly, diverting his eyes back to the ground.
Something inside me tugged at his words. I knew I didn't have to, but I believed him. It was surprisingly.. genuine. "Sit with me, tomorrow." Where that boldness had come from, I will never know.
He looked up again and I was afraid I had pushed him too far. What did I really know about him anyway? Did I want him around? "Mm," he nodded as he turned and walked away. "Good night, Shrimp."
Levy smiled into her book as she remembered it. Gajeel had kept his word and sat with her the following day, much to everyone's dismay. Levy soon realized though, that her friendship with Gajeel (was this becoming a friendship?) was one of the few ways anyone would truly accept him at the guild. Eventually, everyone expected Gajeel to be somewhere near Levy, threatening those who interrupted her studying, having altercations with Natsu, but otherwise still staying relatively silent. The tone changed, and soon he became one of them. Everyone understood that she and Gajeel had made peace.
However, what they didn't know is that they had been sleeping together for months.
Well, he explained that Laxus and Natsu probably did know, but kept it to themselves. The dragon slayers often knew too much of what was going on in the guild, due to their heightened senses. They had an unspoken understanding that the things they knew due to their abilities were not things to be shared. So their secret was safe, for now. The truth is, to the very observant it was likely obvious. Mira and Lucy both had discovered it on their own.
Their relationship had changed on Tenrou Island. She had started to like Gajeel months before the trials. She thought he liked her as well, from what she could tell. But he was so impassive and impossible to read, even for Levy.
That had all changed with, "So don't go leavin' my side." She smiled to herself. She thought of that often.
Now, she could read his every expression, with just minute changes in his face as her guide. They understood each other.
"You ready?" I looked up and Gajeel was standing on the other side of the table. My eyes drifted up across his still hardened muscles before meeting his eyes. "Mm," I nodded before gathering my things. We would go back to his place, like usual. They used to spend most of their times at hers, but Jet and Droy too often dropped by at.. inopportune times.
Back at his place, I dropped my bag off my shoulder and started setting down my things on the table. I suddenly felt Gajeel pressing up behind me, one hand running his fingers up my thigh, stopping to play with the hem of my skirt.
I leaned back into him, looking up. His face was above mine, hunger in his eyes. I could hear his breath rumbling in his throat. I smiled up to tease him, "Hey now, I have lots to get done tonight. I haven't even started reading the book Master gave me, and I still haven't finished this one on drago—umph" I was interrupted with a rough pair of lips on mine as Gajeel pulled me into him with a firm hand on my stomach. He released me for a moment, "I'll show you everything you need to know about dragons," he breathed huskily before taking my lips once again.
This time, I let him take me. His lips pressed on mine with a controlled fierceness I've come to enjoy. I knew he was always holding himself back from throwing me against the wall and having his way with me. Of course that would come later. Until then he ravaged me with a disciplined sort of hunger. Our lips moved together as I leaned into the kiss. Feeling his tongue probe my mouth I reciprocated, meeting it half way, our tongues crashing and swirling together. I felt the stud in his tongue and I shivered, thinking of the things it would be doing to me later. Reading my body, he grinned into the kiss. His hand moved up my stomach to untie the bow on my chest. My dress fell and caught around my hips, my breasts falling free. His hands were instantly there, cupping them and squeezing them greedily. I moaned breathily into his mouth as he continued to kiss me insistently. He circled my nipples before pinching them and rolling them between his fingers. I pressed my hips back into him, feeling his hardness push back against me. His mouth left mine and trailed down my neck with his tongue, occasionally stopping to take my skin between his lips. I let myself fall into him as pleasure shot from my nipples, with every brush of pressure he gave them, straight to my panties, which were already considerably wet. As if he could sense the direction of my pleasure, he let one hand trace down my stomach and lift up my dress. He ran his fingers along the top of my panties before pushing his hand in and finding my warmth.
"Gi hi," he chuckled throatily, "I could tell you wanted me back at the guild." His fingers ran across my dripping slit before parting my lips slightly. He ran one finger across my most sensitive area, tracing a circle around my entrance and sliding up to my clit.
"Say it," he demanded with thirst in his voice, his finger hovering over the center of my pleasure.
I rubbed my hips into him again. "I need it," I purred.
"Gajeel.." I cried his name as he found the spot, pressing gently as he circled his finger around, making me lose my breath. I was gyrating my hips against his hand now, unable to contain the lust inside me. I reached a hand back and slipped it in his pants, grasping his dick.
"Tgah," he grunted as his lips left my neck and I felt his body stiffen. "If you do that, Squirt, I won't be able to control myself for very long," his voice low and dangerous as he fought against his carnal side.
I gave his length a squeeze as I slowly leaned up to his ear and whispered, "Then take me."
A growl released from his chest as he pushed me forward over the table. I felt his pants drop away as he shoved aside my panties, not bothering to take them or my dress off completely. His hand steadied my hip, the other still on my clit, as he pushed himself inside me from behind. I moaned as my walls adjusted themselves to his width. He pushed himself deep, his fingers pressing hard on my hip. Neither of us moved for a moment, feeling every inch of his cock pressed inside me. I gave it a squeeze with my walls and he was jolted from his concentration and pushed my hips against the table more. "Mmm, Shrimp, you are really testing me tonight." He finally started thrusting into me, hard and deep. He kept a steady rhythm as I felt the studs on his length rub against me with each plunge, pushing me onto the edge of bliss.
"Oh, god.. yes. Mmmm," I moaned weakly as he continued to pound into me. I could hear his grunts with every thrust. I knew what would drive him crazy.
"Fuck me, Gajeel."
His reaction was instant, his pace faltered for a second before continuing to piston into me. The hand at my hip shot to my throat as he directed my face back to his and caught me in an urgent kiss.
"Levy.." he exhaled. He only used my name when he was serious, so I knew I was having an effect on him. His hand slid down my back and bent me forward again.
His finger kept pressure on my clit as he continued to pound into me, and I could feel an orgasm building. My body rocked with each one of his thrusts, my breath catching in my throat every time he slammed into me, and my breasts bouncing against my chest. I let the pleasure overcome me as I gave myself to Gajeel.
"I'm.. close," I panted as my orgasm neared. Gajeel closed his eyes tight as he pushed harder into me, urging my orgasm to come. I could feel his body shake and I knew he was getting close as well. I could give him just what he needed.
"Cum for me, Gajeel," I moaned out, as seductively as possible.
"Shit," he groaned as his body doubled over. He rammed himself deep inside me one last time as my body shook around his cock. I felt his muscles tense as he rode out the waves of his orgasm. He held himself just above my body with one arm on the table as our breathing returned to normal. He could still feel my pussy throbbing when he slowly pulled out of me.

Not even bothering to put on his pants, he strode to the bathroom in all of his naked glory. "That's all you ever need to know about dragons."
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