Rating: T
Genre: Romance
Ship: Erza/Jellal
DISCLAIMER!: Please don't be upset if they don't act the way you expect them too! I'm really really bad at making them act the way they should, but I'll try my best! And...this is short because I don't have much time left for Christmas... To the kiddies out there—note the rating. Oh, and um...This is AU. Please R&R!
Summary: She gasped when she heard the doorknob of his bedroom turn. The tattooed face she had missed and longed for, his soft, spiky blue hair, his chocolate colored eyes, which were wide with surprise. "You can make it memorable by taking him to bed," Cana's voice rang.
It was hours before he would reach home from the airport. Hours so she could get herself ready and surprise him. With what though? Especially on Christmas Day? Erza looked at herself in the mirror, wondering if she should follow her friends' advice.
"He's coming home after how many years? Four? Five? Wear something nice for him!" Lucy leaned in towards Erza, hands on her hips.
"Lucy's right, Erza," Mira smiled. "After all, you guys haven't seen each other for years, so you should at least make this memorable for him, right? Especially since he's coming back on Christmas."
Erza looked down at the ground, chewing her bottom lip, and held the end of her tanned coat. "H-How am I going to make it memorable for him?"
"I don't know," Lucy folded her arms and sat down in a nearby chair. "We don't know what he likes, you do. You're his girlfriend, you shouldn't be coming to us for advice. C'mon Erza, you're smarter than me, think about what he likes and what he does as hobbies."
"Ooorrrr," Cana raised her bottle of bear to butt in, a sly smile crossing her pink face, "You can make it memorable by—" the smile became more 'thoughtful' "—taking him to bed."
Erza closed her eyes as Cana's words sunk in, trying to imagine the situation. ...His face flushed from their kissing his voice husky and low in her ear... Erza's head blew up and slammed it into the nearest wall, startling her friends.
"Erza!" Lucy stood up, tipping her chair over. "Are you okay?!"
"Y-Yeah...," Erza's face red from her imagination, her forehead sizzling. "I-I'll be fine. Thank you guys for your advice, I'll be leaving now." She bowed and left.
She had gone shopping afterwards, but now she's not even sure if she should even wear such...clothing. She blushed as she took it out of the bag and held it up in her face. It was Santa girl outfit, but the dress was...skimpy. It was dark red and had white outlines, the dress would barely reaching down to her thighs. The outfit came with dark red leather gloves, a Santa hat, and long, dark red leather boots.
Erza put on the skimpy outfit to see whether or not she should actually wear it or not. She was right about it being revealing and barely reaching her thighs. The bigger problem was her breasts looking as if they were going to pop out. She sighed as she began to unzip the dress—only for it to get stuck.
As she struggled with the zipper—trying to not break it with her brute force—she did not hear the front door open and close.
She gasped when she heard the doorknob of his bedroom turn. The tattooed face she had missed and longed for, his soft, spiky blue hair, his chocolate colored eyes, which were wide with surprise.
"Erza...?" the voice she had longed to hear for the past years rang in her ears.
She turned to face him shyly, looking at the ground and put her hands together, forgetting about the frustrating zipper. "L-Long time no see, J..Jellal."
Jellal let go of the door handle and felt the corners of his mouth twitch up. He had missed how his name would roll off her tongue. "What are you doing here?" he stared at her clothes. "Especially..in...that."
She felt heat rise to her cheeks in embarrassment as he said those words. Did he not like it? "I'm here because I wanted to be celebrate Christmas with you. I'm sorry if you don't like my outfit. I was about to take it off, but the zipper got stuck and you walked in."
"Oh," was all he said.
Erza was pretty sure that he was disappointed by his lack of words, but this was Jellal. He wasn't the kind for words. Maybe..he was trying to form them. Well, she was half right and half wrong. Yeah, he was trying to form his words, but at the same time he couldn't say them because that outfit made her look...yeah.
He looked away from her perfect figure with a hand covering his face. Seriously, what's a man to do when the love of his life is in such revealing clothing?! He was sure that his face was red, pure red. It just suited her too much.
"Um," he turned around. "I'll—um—leave you to change then..."
She reached out to grab him at the back of his shirt. "J-Jellal! A-Actually I wore t-this for you a-as a—" she felt her eyes twirling and her head getting ready to blow up from embarrassment "—surprise and present f-for you coming home..."
Jellal looked over his shoulder as she wrapped her arms around him from behind. He felt the heat rise to his cheeks as he felt her chest against his back. "E-Erza!"
She, however, ignored him and squeezed a tad bit harder, but not enough to break his bones. Her voice came out soft and smooth, "Merry Christmas, Jellal."
She loosened her grip as she felt him try to struggle out of her embrace. With a sigh, he looked at her, top to bottom before pulling her in with his nose buried into her fierce scarlet hair. He breathed in her sweet smell while his hands roamed to her back, moving over her shoulder blades and down her spine. Erza sucked in a breath and shivered under his touch, amazed at how she can be reduced to simple jelly when it comes to this man.
Jellal looked at her through half-lidded eyes as he leaned down to kiss her forehead, the corner of her eyes, her cheeks, the corner of her mouth before finally reaching their destination at her mouth. He had missed the feeling of her lips, so soft and smooth. When he was away with the military, he had always woken up in the mornings wanting—longing—to hear his name fall from those pink, plump lips. His dreams had even teased him.
He slid his tongue over her lips and she opened them enough for him to invade her mouth. Immediately, he sought out her tongue, wanting to feel its velvet. They pulled away as they took deep, long breaths. Cana's voice rang in Erza's ears as she remembered what she had told her—"You can make it memorable by taking him to bed." She blushed when she felt his hands roam lower and stop at where the stubborn zipper was stuck at.
Jellal moved his mouth to her neck as he softly spoke with a husky voice, "Merry Christmas, Erza." He pulled on the zipper. "Thanks for the present—" he brought his mouth back up to peck her on the lips "—and the surprise."
With a smirk displayed on his face, he shut the door behind them and brought her down to bed with him.
SAVED. YEAH. My final Christmas one-shot! I'm sorry that this is late! Very sorry! AND I'm sorry that Erza is way out of character and that Jellal is more...mischievous than usual. I thank you guys for hanging on to the very end! I really do! So after this one-shot, no more will be uploaded.
I'm working on a New Year's one-shot, so please look forward to it!
Anyways...NO MORE RATED T ONE-SHOTS FOR ME. -cries- I swear I'm going to blow up from embarrassment. I might as well do them once in a while, other than that, not frequently. I feeelll liiikkeee dieeeiinnngggg. -cries-
So, I really really thank you guys for carrying on with me! Please do look forward to my New Year's one-shot! And please don't forget to review! I really like your feedback, and I won't mind some criticism.
Thank you for reading! 'Til next time! ;)
