Jellal POV
Jellal felt the beer hit his tastebuds and felt relief course through him at the sensation. Between walking in the hot sun for hours carrying these ridiculously heavy drinks, getting repeatedly aroused after seeing Erza's cleavage, and the gushing nosebleed he got from the realization that Erza's white, lacy panties he'd gotten a perfect view of when hoisting her over the hedge matched her white embroidered bra, Jellal was feeling worn out and dehydrated. He tried to not get turned on hearing Erza's moan of satisfaction when drinking the beer, but as per usual, his body betrayed what his brain wanted whenever she was around.
They ended up drinking the whole sixpack between the two of them, thirsty as they were. Though Jellal had told himself not to, that neither he nor Erza had any kind of alcohol tolerance whatsoever, his thirst had gotten the better of him. He rolled up his school pants, which were covered in grass stains and slightly ripped from his fall. The alcohol almost seemed to warm him further, but in a good way. He felt free now. He looked at Erza, unabashedly checking out her figure as she finished her last beer. Her skirt was riding above her panties and she didn't even realize, not to mention the revealing state of her ripped shirt. He gulped. How am I supposed to do anything with that much of her tits showing? All I can think about is grabbing them...kneading them...putting my face in them...DAMMIT! This just isn't fair - it's like how my wet dreams about us start out. Next thing you know, she'll be sitting on my face, begging for me to eat her out...Jellal had to stop his thoughts there. I will not be a pervert! He told himself, tearing his eyes away from Erza and concentrating on the roses. They now seemed to be gradually turning from peach to pink. That's right, roses are a good thing to think about - gardening! How pretty. The symbolism of roses throughout Perdrandian mythology, literature, and art has been to represent an idea of fertility, sometimes being depicted implicitly as a female sex organ. Mmmm...vagina. He stared at the pink flower in front of him. I wonder if Erza's vagina is pink like this rose…
Jellal shook his head and hit himself. "Dammit Jellal!" He looked up quickly, realizing he'd just said it aloud. Erza was looking at him, a slightly surprised look on her face. "Is something up?" She asked. "No! Just feeling pretty overheated" He tried to explain away the redness in his face and outburst. "Let's continue on, I think I should be alright now that the liquid is gone from these and there's just one to carry." He said, stuffing their finished cans into the bag with the other sixpack. You cannot let yourself go like that. These feelings need to be repressed for a reason. Jellal knew that if he made his feelings known to Erza, they would never be as close as they were now. She didn't seem the type to get caught up in such mundane things as romance - he'd heard her mention that she would have time for all that after she had accomplished all her life goals. He sighed. I'll just have to wait til then. He thought.
In the mean time, Jellal just had to make sure that no one else made the moves on Erza first. The whole reason he's originally gotten involved with the student council and all those sports teams was because of some offhand comment Ultear had made about school extracurriculars being the best place to find a boyfriend during high school. Though the sports teams were divided by gender, they would often have retreats and social events together. He'd had a big scare last year, when their senpai Simon Mikazuchi had asked Erza out. Sure, both he and Erza got confessed to all the time - they were admittedly both very good looking - but never by someone as on-their-level as Simon was. He was also part of the student council, literature club and played hockey, soccer and basketball. For weeks, Jellal had to restrain himself from starting fights with Simon at student council meetings and sports practices. While in reality he had been a perfect gentleman to the guy, he would always secretly hate his guts for how insecure he'd made him feel about his relationship with Erza. He didn't know what he'd do if Erza started seeing someone else, he really didn't think he would be able to watch them together. This was definitely something he preferred not to think about. He looked up and realized that Erza was walking in front of him now to his right. He'd made sure to be in front before to avoid this problem - but of course, he'd messed up when setting out again. Now all he could do was try to control himself, looking at the goddess in front of him. Her skirt was still stuck in her underwear, revealing her perfect ass and how it moved as she walked. He could also see her breasts bounce from the side with her steps. The alcohol in his veins did not help the situation. Never would he have predicted that this would happen when looking for Natsu. If things continued to get sexy like this, he wasn't sure how he'd control himself.
Soon they came upon an inlet in the hedges, hosting a fountain. Erza squealed, and before he knew it, jumped in the fountain to cool down. This was exactly the kind of thing Jellal had worried about happening, though he didn't exactly feel disappointed about it.
Even though the pond had some algae growing in it, Jellal felt hot enough to not care. He splashed through the water, trying desperately to look at anything but Erza. "Jellal" She said, and his eyes flew to her like magnets to their polar opposites - and what a sight awaited him. Her hair was now all wet, the tendrils not held in her ponytail were dripping droplets down her body. The remnants of her school shirt was completely soaked through, rendering the item incapable of hiding anything from his eyes. And her lacy white bra had gone semi-transparent, making her hard, pink nipples distinguishable underneath. Jellal submerged his pelvis into the water in an attempt to avoid getting too hard. Too late. Even with the cool water surrounding his member, he was still erect. Erza's positioning seemed to be more erotic than any centerfold he'd seen in Sorcerer Weekly - she was looking at him on her knees, mouth half open and a hungry, glazed look in her eye. She was leaning forward slightly, giving him the most perfect view of her ample breasts and stomach. Finally, her skirt was somewhat ripped and floating in the water, leaving him with the knowledge that her underwear below was literally soaked. He gulped as she continued, apparently oblivious to his gaze.
"I'm still really thirsty" She said, licking her lips in an ungodly fashion. It must be the alcohol that's gotten her like this. Normally she's so much more task-oriented.
Next thing he knew, Erza was standing up, saying "Let's drink the rest of the beer" gesturing to where Jellal had left the alcohol before going into the fountain. In a split second when she stood up, trying to get rid of the little scrap left from her school shirt from her body, she slid and stumbled. Jellal noticed that she looked like she was about to fall, and before he could question his reflex, rose to stop her from tripping over the edge of the fountain. He moved forwards to grab her hand, arm, anything. But when he reached her she was already so far gone that he ended up falling with her. Wrapping his arms around her, he rolled them before they hit the ground to lessen the impact.
When they'd stopped rolling and Jellal's brain came to, he noticed three things. First, that his pelvis was thankfully too far down for Erza to feel how hard he was against her. Second, that he was on top of her, still clutching her body around the sides. Third, that his face was snuggled perfectly in between her tits, their softness pressing against both his cheeks.
Between her soaking wet near-nakedness, the alcohol thrumming through his veins, and their position, Jellal's resolve snapped in half. He let himself lose control completely, letting out a small groan before bringing his hands around Erza's large mounds and kneading them softly. He began giving them small licks from where his face was, trying to find her nipples through the fabric of her bra with his hands. He found them on both sides and pinched them lightly. Erza let out a loud moan and began writhing in arousal beneath him. He let himself really go at her then, working to pop her right breast out of its cup and sucking on it. When he did this, Erza cried out and grabbed at him, bringing him closer while she circled her legs around his groin. Jellal was so turned on, it was all he could do to control himself and not bust a load in his pants that very second. He concentrated on stimulating her breasts for the time being, pulling the left one from its cup and squishing the two together in his hands. They were so squishy and soft and perky, with cute little pink pointy nipples - he never wanted to let go of them. He had never experienced anything like this. It was like he was in a trance, and everything outside of his body's connection with Erza was just a dream, or maybe this was the dream. This is a very good dream he thought to himself as he fondled and licked her tits uncontrollably. She was now making so much noise that Jellal worried that someone might hear. Fuck it. This is more important than any paperwork. She was now grinding desperately against him and he swore he was losing his mind. Her center was rubbing against the prominent bulge in his pants and he could feel through the material just how soft it felt. He wanted to rip off their remaining clothes and fuck her right here. He was more than ready to do it by now. All he'd have to do was unzip his pants, take his member out and push those tiny, white lace panties to the side to finally penetrate her folds- Stop! The rational part of Jellal's brain spoke up. You don't really want your and Erza's first time to be half-dressed in a public rose maze, no matter how hot it is.
He forced himself to stop his ministrations, groaning as Erza continued to try to rub herself against him. It took all of his willpower to release her breasts, putting her bra back to its original position, and backing away. She let out a cry of discontent.
"We should drink the rest of the beer. I don't think I can carry it around anymore anyway. I think it's going to be impossible to find Natsu at this point - we should really just work on getting ourselves out of this maze." His speaking seemed to break Erza out of her erotic trance. She blushed slightly, avoiding eye contact with him. Is everything going to be really weird now?
It turned out that things got very very weird for the two of them. They drank the beers in complete silence - he finally wouldn't have to carry them around anymore. At this point, both of them were VERY done in, and when they did speak their words came out slurred.
"We shurd continoo" Erza slurred at him. He simply nodded and got up clumsily. The two staggered their way back to the maze's path, not sure whether or not it was the one they had entered by. The sky showed that the sun was starting to set. They had been in here since morning. The task of finding a way out of this labyrinth suddenly felt very daunting.
So they walked and walked, occasionally stumbling from intoxication, but Jellal made sure to hang on to the bag with the beer cans in; they wouldn't want to litter here. By now he was feeling way too much and too little at once. He had hoped that the alcohol would make him less aroused - he'd heard that drinking often caused impotence - but if anything it seemed like it made it impossible to concentrate on anything BUT his arousal. He wanted to have more fun fooling around now, but wasn't sure how to go about instigating it. The two hadn't said a word about the very sexual encounter they'd just had. It was like they both knew that neither could talk about it openly, and just left it there. But the strain in his pants remained a reminder that it had actually happened - Erza's lack of clothing helped too. Jellal looked down and realized that he had drunkenly left his shirt at the fountain. Looks like I'll just have to buy another one. He gazed lazily at Erza's form as they walked. I never would have thought that I'd end up groping her today. But it happened! I touched her breasts! Even though we didn't even kiss or anything...his mind trailed off. He was kind of ashamed of how it had happened. In his mind's eye, he and Erza would always get to that point after telling each other that they loved one another and had made out for awhile, not falling on top of her and just going at it. He sighed. It began to get darker and darker. Erza was now illuminated by an angelic glow from the sunset. She looked so perfect, surrounded by fuscia roses, her now-dry pony-tail swinging from side to side. Why must love go hand in hand with inner turmoil?
The beer had made his entire being buzz with need for physical proximity to her, yet he wasn't sure that he could be near her without throwing caution to the wind and having sex the second he got a chance.
He looked down and saw that his shoelace was untied. "Hey, Erza - I'm jus gon tie m'laces" He grumbled, not capable of more in his state of intoxication. They both stopped and he bent down, fumbling with the two strings, trying to remember how the process of tying laces went. The next thing he knew, Erza let out a loud scream, falling backwards as something went "Wooohooo" and landing on top of him. Whatever it was flew over them and away. Though Jellal was not usually a friend of serendipity, she apparently smiled upon him today as she made his favourite fantasy come true. Erza had just happened to land in the most perfect, sexy position; her cunt right in front of his mouth as her legs pinning his arms to the ground as she sat on his face.