A/N: The other request fill I'm going to do for ObeliskX. "Erza using her magic to make armor rendering her helpless. And Jellal finds her in such selfbondage."

Again there's a few changes to the prompt because of what I feel will work best or what I can write best.

Disclaimer: I do not own Fairy Tail.

In Which Erza is Stuck

Erza was walking through Heart Kreuz's flagship store waiting to meet with the brand manager. Although she had plenty of money to buy all the custom armors she wanted, they would occasionally give her free t-shirts, pajamas, swimsuits, and other merchandise. After all, she was practically a walking advertisement for them in her everyday armor considering her popularity as a mage. Today was one of the days they would give her new merchandise to wear around.

"Ms. Scarlet?" A young pretty worker asked.

"Yes? Is there something wrong?"

"N- no! I was just asked to fetch you," the worker said, thoroughly intimidated by the famous mage.

Erza began to follow her.

"They're giving you some interesting stuff this time. I'm not sure why. I think it has to do with the Grand Magic Games or something?"

That peaked Erza's interest. She walked through the door to the manager's office. As usual, there were several bags and boxes on top of the desk. The bags appeared to be holding shirts and merchandise from the brand's underwear line. One box was regularly sized for garment holding – she assumed it was holding new flannel pajamas or pants. The other three boxes were much larger. With the exception of the underwear – they had never given her something she couldn't wear openly in public before – everything was along the lines of what they'd given her in the past.

"Are these new armors?" Erza asked. That was a bit unusual, considering that they gave her things they could sell to more than just mages with her highly unique abilities.

"Yes. Although, as you've noticed, you can't wear a lot of this stuff out to advertise with us. We wanted to give you some merchandise that you can have for personal use," the brand manager explained to her. "After all, you are such good customer and spokesperson."

Erza assumed he was referring to the underwear, ignoring anything about the larger boxes. Armors usually couldn't fit in regular boxes due to their rigid shape. "Thank you," she said, no suspicion in her voice.

"Next time you're in town, make sure to stop by," the manager said as Erza headed for the door.

She carried the merchandise out of the store to take home with her.

The underwear was put away, the shirts were folded, and she had put on her soft new pajamas. Everything was in its place but her new armors.

She lifted the lid to the first box to find a new set of armor. This one was like her normal armor with a Fairy Tail logo and purple accents. A note in the box explained that this armor was made as a concept for guild merchandise made by Heart Kreuz for future editions of the Grand Magic Games so that fans could match the uniform of their favorite guild. Because Erza was seen as a role model and their best spokesmage, they would make matching play armor for little girls. If they went through with the plan, they wanted her to wear it for the next year's games. She felt flattered, but wasn't quite sure she would want to go through with their plan. Fairy Tail often had their own ideas entirely independent of outsiders and conceived at the very last minute.

Inside the second box Erza found a set of gauntlets that matched her current Heart Kreuz made casual armor with easily accessible blades hidden inside of them. They certainly knew she wouldn't need it, considering she could summon all the blades she wanted, so she assumed they were using it as advertising aimed at mages without her skills.

The third large box opened to reveal a very black, very skimpy outfit. It was very intriguing, so Erza picked it up to admire it. Upon closer inspection, it was held together by pieces of black leather belts and soft black ropes. There were other straps and ropes in the box that she supposed were supposed to go on her arms and legs. She figured if she put it into her requip space and put it on with magic it would be easier to understand how everything was put together. A lot of her bulkier armor couldn't be put on normally because there were no closures to accommodate putting on the armor through normal processes.

Slowly, she worked through the process of getting the armor into her requip space. When she requipped the outfit, she was tempted to scream. The ropes and belts contorted her body and held her in place. In her panic, she entirely forgot she could just requip out of it and began to struggle. She rolled towards her bed in an attempt to get the knife she hid under her pillow just in case.

Jellal opened Erza's window, slipping into Fairy Hills quietly. She was nowhere to be seen. He did see a couple of boxes. One was open revealing a suit of armor while the other was empty except from a note. Out of curiosity, he picked it up.

Please don't use magic to put this on! It has loose pieces, so we are unsure what the requip magic will do with them.

The dominatrix outfit you wore at the Grand Magic Games created a demand for similar outfits among women around Fiore, so we thought we would create something of our own to sell. This is one prototype. We decided to give it to you due to your influence in its creation. We hope you can find some use for it.

That inspired a sense of horror and anticipation in Jellal. Is that what happened to Erza? He walked through her rooms trying to find her. He finally found her next to her bed, having rolled as far as she could. She was wearing an outfit that could best be described as non-existent. It was strappy, black, and made of leather. Unfortunately, some of those straps and ropes had gotten themselves tied around her wrists and ankles, trapping her arms behind her back. Her calves were tied to her thighs, preventing her from getting herself upright.

"My, my. What do we have here?" Jellal's tone brought back memories of his possessed self from the Tower of Heaven. Somehow, now that Erza knew he wasn't evil, his smooth tone turned her on. She was tired from her struggle to get free, but turned her head with a glare in her eye. It immediately softened when she saw Jellal was there.

"Can you help?" Erza responded, her tone reflecting her frustration.

He thought about it. He wanted to help, but he wanted revenge for her previous attempt at tying him up more. He picked her up and put her on her bed without untying anything. Although he considered untying her legs, he knew she could easily kick him off the bed. They remained tied, although he knew he would have to do something about that soon. His mouth moved to kiss her, preventing her from any further talking.

"Are you okay?" He checked in with her before continuing. He was not beyond teasing her, but hurting her was entirely out of the question.

"YES! But I need to get out of these-," she said before she was cut off by another kiss. He put more passion into this kiss, attempting to distract her. His hands began to roam down to her legs, helping to untie her calves from her thighs. It took longer than he anticipated because he couldn't see the ties, but he was eventually able to undo them. Erza groaned against his mouth in satisfaction as she stretched her legs out.

Jellal realized that to get to any of his favorite parts of Erza's body, he would need to figure out how to remove the exceedingly complicated looking garment. Since he was playing the dominant role in this situation and Erza was responding well, he couldn't let Erza know that the prospect of removing her clothes was daunting.

He sat up under the guise of removing his own clothes in order to get a better look at the whole outfit. The image was certainly striking. Black cups covered her breasts while belts provided both decorative and real supports around her neck and shoulders. Belts circled her stomach and connected the top to a very short pair of black leather shorts. Ropes arranged in a careful pattern pressed into her body over the garment. Although he didn't think he would have a taste for bondage in his relationship considering his past, he couldn't help but find the image sexy. After all, it appeared this was her choice to put it on considering the empty box, even if she did make the mistake of requipping it on. He would be more than happy to help her take it off – if he could figure out how to do it.

After removing all of his clothes he began to kiss and lick all around her body, rolling her over as necessary. As he did so he began to undo the rope that covered the main garment and looked for where the belts holding the fabric together came undone for reference later. He threw the rope on the ground and Erza sighed with relief. He went back up to her lips.

"Thank you," she whispered against his lips.

He began to move his hands around her body to caress her. Undoing the belts, he tried to remove the ensemble. The top could be separated from the bottom and the arms, allowing him to get it off relatively easily. The bottoms he found more difficult. The belts around her waist were hard to get unhooked and the belt holding up her shorts was exceedingly difficult to remove. Still, Jellal would not show his frustration to Erza. He realized that he would have to undo the ropes binding her ankles together, so he did, and the damned thing finally came off.

Spreading her legs, he began to pleasure Erza. He went more slowly than usual, as if he felt he needed to torture her more. She began to moan and beg, but he still kept his pace. By the time he finally her gave her a release Erza was ready to break the binds herself to get the job done. That made the release all the more sweet.

Jellal rolled her over onto her stomach before putting on a condom and entering her. This time he began to move at a fast pace. By the time he came, they were both incredibly sore but happy.

Rolling off of Erza, he grabbed her bound hands in his and kissed them. His lithe fingers untied her wrists. When she rolled over onto her back and began to stretch her arms he gave her a quick peck on the lips. "I'm going to the bathroom," he announced.

A minute later Erza felt him get back onto the bed and rolled to face him, too tired to sit up. He had put on one of the pairs of sweatpants she had bought him and was carrying a tub of ointment.

"I figured you would need this," he said as he put the tub on her nightstand. "It appears you gave yourself rope burn when trying to remove them." He didn't ask why she didn't just requip out of the outfit. She would probably be too embarrassed to explain.

Erza reached for it, but Jellal screwed off the lid. He put some on his fingers and began to rub it into her wrist. She felt incredibly satisfied to feel the rope burn melt away. Before starting on her ankles Jellal returned to the bathroom once more without explanation. He then returned and got to work on rubbing the ointment into her calves and thighs.

Only after all of the ointment had been rubbed into her skin did Jellal lift Erza off the bed and bring her into the bathroom. Since he knew she would be too tired to walk down to the bath and too sore from her legs being bound to stand for a shower. He knew she would do it left to her own, but as her concerned boyfriend, he wouldn't allow her to do so. Instead he stood in the shower with her, helping her wash her hair and washing her back.

She requipped into her new set of pajamas and walked with him back to bed.

"Are you going to stay tonight?" Erza asked.

"Actually, I came here to tell you something," Jellal said.

He watched Erza stare at him with curious eyes. She didn't even need to ask him what was going on before he began to explain. As he prepared to speak, Jellal wrapped his arms around Erza.

"We've defeated all the active dark guilds that are thought to present a threat. There are a few guilds that the council is monitoring, but there's no need to deal with them," Jellal explained to her. "The magic council, in order to thank us for our work, is no longer pursuing us. However, they expect us to stay under the watch of powerful guilds. Crime Sorciere still exists, but will only operate when necessary."

Erza processed what this meant. "Who's watching your members?"

"Sorano is going to Sabertooth to be with her sister. I believe Richard and Sawyer will be going with her," Jellal said. "Macbeth hasn't decided yet – he's been asleep during all of our meetings. Meredy and Erik will be with Fairy Tail."

"Then what about you?"

"As the guild master, I will be monitored by the magic council," Jellal told her.

"So you won't be in Magnolia?"

"I will be," Jellal replied. "They trust Fairy Tail enough to do their job for them since Levy and Gajeel are members."

The information began to sink in. Erza realized that Jellal might be there to stay. "I've been thinking about moving out of Fairy Hills," she told him. "I'm looking to buy a house."

It was Jellal's turn to process what she was telling him. He kissed her enthusiastically in response. "We can talk about it tomorrow. Tonight I think you need to sleep." His hand ran through her hair until her breathing evened out and he followed her to sleep.

Jellal woke up to find that Erza had woken up herself and was beginning to get ready. She was out of bed and folding his clothes from the day before. When she touched the pocket of his pants her hand reached in to take a small box out. She gasped and put it back into the pocked.

"It's okay if you open that, Erza," he said. "I bought it for you."

Hesitantly she picked up the box and brought it over to him. "Would you open it?"

With no kneeling or talking Jellal took the box into his hands and opened it. Erza stared at the beautiful ring. A ruby in the center was flanked by two blue gemstones flaked with gold and silver so they twinkled like the night sky.

"I know it's not traditional," Jellal told her.

"But it's perfect," Erza finished for him. She grabbed the ring and slid it onto her finger. "Of course I'll marry you, Jellal."

He hadn't been intending to propose to her with the ring – he had another he'd been eyeing – but instead had intended to use it for a promise ring until he felt redeemed enough to propose to her. Still, seeing the love and hope in her eyes, he had no choice to kiss her and agree.

He may have been the one to save her from the bonds she put on herself the night before, but he would never save himself from any bonds she put on him, and certainly he would never stop himself from marrying her.

Their kiss turned passionate once more as she pressed his back onto her bed and climbed on top of him.

"Erza," Jellal stopped her. "I need to leave this afternoon to talk to the council and finalize our placements. I promise to be back in a week."

She got a sad look on her face, but that quickly turned into a lustful one. "Then let's take make up for next week this morning."

When he tried to get up, some of the rope from the day before was already holding him to the bed. Well, he figured he couldn't stop her now, so he committed himself to enjoying the morning instead.

That afternoon after Jellal had left Erza walked into the guild, engagement ring on full display. The unusually happy look on her face scared her guildmates, so no one dared ask what had happened. Besides, the ring told them enough: Erza could finally be with the man she loved.

Erza walked to the bar to brag to Mira, only to find Mira with a genuine smile of her own. The girls of the guild were gathered around the bar talking excitedly to Mira.

"Congratulations, Erza," the barmaid told her friend and rival. "I know we're all very happy for you!"

Erza blushed. Even though she was best friends with Mira, somehow she knew the woman's smile wasn't for her. "Do you have news for me as well?" Mira didn't have a ring on her finger yet, so Mira obviously didn't have the same news as her.

"I'm expecting a child!"

Erza stared at her. She knew Mira wanted children, but she didn't know it would be this soon. Although Erza wasn't ready to get pregnant herself, Mira's news served to get a spark of desire for a child in her brain. If she wore that ensemble from last night again, she was sure Jellal would be up to the task.

A/N: That kinda morphed into a monster of its own. Idk why I wrote any of that. I hope that wasn't too OOC and that it was at least mildly enjoyable.

(This isn't complete by any means, so it may be updated sporadically, but due to school starting up and an oneshot collection having no real ending point, it will be marked as such.)