notes: yep more tumblr repost-ings
this was from a "types of kisses" request meme
heated kisses
with gasps in between, hands tugging at clothes and exploring skin, bodies pressed close. giving in
Six months, twenty-four days, three hours, and five seconds collapses into just an instant when their lips touch.
"I've missed you so so much," Jellal tells her between breaths.
Erza would debate that she missed him more but she doesn't want to interrupt their kiss with a petty argument about who missed who more when the answer is obvious—she missed him more.
She instead sinks further to their passion, grasping the fabric of his shirt and pulling his body close as if she's trying to cancel out the world-and-a-half distance that they've been separated by for what she only now realizes was too long.
He gasps for air, breathing in quickly and parting their lips for just a moment before tilting his head the other direction and bringing her in again. He twirls his finger around a strand of her hair that's slipped out of her ponytail in their mess of a reunion, following her scarlet tresses down until his hand meets his other hand at the small of her back.
The warmth of his hands seep through the fabric of her shirt and she craves more of his heat. Her hands fall to the hem of his shirt, smoothing out the wrinkles she made while tugging at his clothing and she—almost daring—runs the tips of her fingers just at the edge of his jeans.
He bites her lip without warning and reflexively, she dips her touch below this line, a fingernail teasing between boxers and skin, and he growls approvingly at the corner of her mouth before Lucy—the good friend that she is—ahems and reminds the two of them that they're still at arrivals in the airport.
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