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It always started the same way, with Gajeel telling himself he wasn't staying. He had a job, a guild errand, somewhere to be that wasn't tangled up in Levy's sheets. He'd swing through her window with that gruff little excuse already loaded behind his teeth.
"Just a quick one, Shrimp. Got somewhere to be."
And Levy, soft, sleep-warm, already pulling her nightgown up her thighs because she knew him too well, would nod like she believed him.
"O-okay… just the tip, then. Just... for a minute."
"Tch. Yeah. Just the tip."
Deep inside, neither of them meant it.