Day 2: Roleplaying 

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"Gajeel," I giggled, looking at myself in the hallway mirror, "I look ridiculous."

"Ah, come on, short stuff, that's the point!" He called from the bedroom.

"I regret ever telling you about my conversation with Juvia," I mumbled, adjusting the headband in my hair.

A few days before, I had been talking to Juvia about her relationship with Cana. Well, one thing had led to another and she had told me about some of the things they sometimes like to do to change things up in the bedroom. I had made the mistake of bringing it up to Gajeel, and he had found one of the ideas particularly intriguing.

Roleplaying.

So, he had convinced me to try it, and now I was standing outside of our bedroom wearing leather from head-to-toe and holding a rather scary-looking whip. My suit was held together with iron buckles—preferably how I'd be getting out of it, too—and I had heels on that made me at least six inches taller.

"I look ridiculous," I repeated, sighing.

I heard him chuckle. "Just come in here, Shrimp. You're going to be out of that in a minute, anyways."

"Is that so?" I snickered, sauntering into the room and stopping in the doorway to take—what I hoped was—a sexy pose. "Because if I remember correctly, you were a little tied up when I left to go get changed." Sure enough, he still was. His hands were tied together and fastened to the bedframe above his head.

"Holy fuck," he breathed. "Thank you, Juvia."

"It doesn't look wretched?" I asked, self-conscious of the skin-tight leather.

He shook his head. "If I weren't tied to this bed, I'd have you over here already," he teased.

I strolled over to him, dragging the whip over his naked body as I stood at the head of the bed. I bent down so our lips were nearly touching but paused before our skin made contact. "If you're naughty, Gajeel, I'll have to punish you." The air left his lungs in a loud gasp, and I took the opportunity to climb on top of him.

Once nestled on his lower stomach, I smirked at him. "And if you're good, I'll reward you with a little treat." I flicked one of the iron buckles on my suit. The lust in his eyes washed away the embarrassment I'd had before about this, and I felt a strange sense of empowerment.

I leaned down and captured his mouth in a deep kiss, one that sent shivers down my spine and between my thighs. He groaned when I pulled away, but I smiled at him and untied one of his hands. "That's probably easier," I told him.

Immediately, he pulled me against him in another kiss, sighing into my mouth as his tongue memorized every inch of mine. I was practically gasping for air when we parted, and I smirked at him. "I'm the one wearing leather here," I chuckled, "remember?"

"Sorry," he grinned. I forgot my next retort when he licked his bottom lip, watching the buckles on my chest.

"Oh, fine," I sighed, giving in. I scooted back so he could sit up slightly, and I raised myself onto my knees so he could reach me. Slowly, he pulled the buckle between my breasts into his mouth and bit it off the suit. With it gone, the straps across my chest came off and fell to the bed.

His free hand cupped one of my breasts, and he kissed me again. "This was the best idea we've ever had," he chuckled against my lips.

"I'll tie you back up," I threatened, running my hands down his tanned chest.

"I'd actually prefer if you untied my other hand," he complained, biting gently on my collar bone.

"Gajeel," I gasped, gripping his shoulders. I loved when he did that, and he knew it.

"If you untie me, I'll show you a good use for that whip."

I groaned as his hot breath traveled across my skin. His voice was as smooth as silk, and held a dark promise that I couldn't resist. So, I untied him. With a chuckle, he snatched the whip and wrapped it around my wrists.

"Hey!" I shouted.

"I like this much better," he grinned, shoving me onto the bed as he laid himself on top of me.

"That was a dirty move," I protested, rather weakly.

He laughed, the sound echoing through the room. "I hope so." He bent down, biting off another of the buckles. "And I'm going to enjoy this."

I shivered, my skin hot with anticipation. He moved slowly to each of the six remaining buckles, biting them off and moving the loose leather away from my skin, leaving it bare and needing. He planted kisses over my body as he went, building the ache in my groin with each touch.

Finally, once the leather suit was fully removed, he returned his kisses to my lips. "So, how was that," he smirked. "Worthy of a reward?"

"It's about to be a punishment if you don't hurry your ass up," I panted.

Obliging, he parted my legs and rubbed his thumb over my sensitive clit. I bit my lip as he increased the pressure of his hand while thrusting his hips slowly against mine. His hips soon matched the pace of his thumb, and I was pulling tightly against the whip around my wrists as I wrapped my arms around his neck.

"Ga...jeel," I gasped, felling the muscles in my abdomen tighten as I teetered over the edge, "I'm—ah!"

My orgasm swept over me, leaving me breathless and exhausted as it went. Gajeel was struggling for breath as much as I was, but he managed to smile at me.

After untying my wrists, he pulled me against his chest. "We should do this again."

I chuckled, kissing his jaw. "And next time, I'm not untying you."

A little note: I don't know if anyone but Bamboo caught the little Juvana I snuck in there, but there will be a bonus one-shot with Juvia and Cana based off this one! :D