Elfgreen week, prompt 'Dream.'

She wasn't freaking out, absolutely not, the very idea was ridiculous! …Okay she may have been freaking out just a little… Or a lot. But it wasn't her fault; Erza had been in one of her pervy moods and had started talking to everyone at Fairy Hills about what had happened to her last night. So apparently she and Jellal had done it, no big deal, she didn't care.

She may care a little, because as soon as she'd gotten home and gotten into bed, she'd thought of Elfman above her and driving her crazy; in a different way from his usual maddening personality. They'd been together a few months now and she loved it, he was showing a side to her – and only her, take that, jealous women – that was sensitive and that made her his whole world. It gave her a smug satisfaction that her boyfriend was better than Erza's, Jellal was someone who couldn't be around all the time and whenever he was, blushed too much and couldn't be as sweet as Elfman could. All thoughts of rivalry aside, she loved her boyfriend very much even he was infuriating at the best of times. He'd managed to kick his habit of saying 'real man' all the time at least.

She wasn't altogether sure if she loved or loathed the dream that came to her that night; finding out new things about herself was always such a chore.

He was kissing down from her jaw to the crook in her neck as she squirmed lightly underneath him, needy from all the teasing she was getting. He palmed her breasts a little, rubbing her nipples while he sucked and kissed on her neck.

"Damn it Elfman, please just stop teasing me? Do something?!" Her voice broke from the pressure he suddenly put on her clit, and her head snapped downwards to see his knee pressed in between her legs. She whimpered at the slight relief she felt from finally being touched, only to whine when he didn't move and held her hips down to stop her from bucking up. Her centre throbbed and heat poured through her folds.

"Elf, you're still teasing." She didn't care about how she must have sounded while whining so needily, she just wanted him to touch her more so badly.

"Am I Ever? So should I do something like this?" He rubbed his knee up and down against her crotch and she yelled out, thankful that all the rooms in the dormitories were soundproofed.

"Yes, oh yes, oh my God; Elfman! Ah, ah." Just as she was about to finish he removed any pressure on her and sat back completely, leaving her exposed to the cold air, incredibly aroused and also incredibly annoyed. "Elfman, if you leave me like this, then I swear-"

"What? You can't be that mad if you're getting so wet from me denying you, your body's trying to tell you something Ever, maybe you should start listening." He gave her a smirk that seemed less like Elfman and more like one Laxus would give Mirajane when he was being suggestive. She looked down at herself embarrassed; she really was getting more aroused at being denied. She faked a glare at Elfman, trying to be mad at him. Mad at him, and his sexy smirk, and his gorgeous tanned skin, and really really hot body, and- Oh who was she kidding?

So she had a denial kink, who knew?