It took her some time to learn all his sensitivities. Erza believed the lengthy learning curve was because of a few reasons, the biggest being that Jellal himself hadn't been aware of his preferences. However, she thought his inexperience to be her gain and took great pleasure in finding all the places that made the hair on his arms stand at attention.

Erza was a naturally ostentatious woman and under any other circumstances she'd have been frustrated with Jellal's understated nature. Instead of pushing him for more public displays of affection, though, she opted to save her seductions for when they were alone… and when he least expected it.

On this particular evening she caught him in the shower. A wet, unsuspecting Jellal was her favorite. Erza took a moment to admire the way the water droplets slid over the taut muscles of his back and bit her lip as they flexed beneath his skin when he reached up to slick his hair from his face. Just as he started to turn around, Erza moved in for the kill. Her arms wound around his waist and she pressed herself against him.

"Erza, what –"

"I thought you might need some help," she said over the sound of rushing water.

"Help with what exactly?" Jellal asked, grinning.

"The usual." Erza kissed his left shoulder blade and stepped around him into the spray.

"Have we become so cliché that there's a usual?" She did not reply, and instead, lifted her arms to thoroughly wet her hair. "You are a temptress, Erza."

She smiled sinfully and hooked her arms around his neck. "So you're tempted?"

"I am always tempted," he murmured lowering his lips to her cheek. "And don't think I didn't know you were watching me a moment ago." Jellal wove his fingers into her wet hair and held her solidly against his body. "As much fun as it is to figure you out, Erza, there's always one spot, right here," his lips traced a line from cheek to ear. "That makes your knees buckle."

"How –"

"I'm a fast learner." Jellal brushed a feather light kiss over the shell of her ear and another on her jaw directly below it. As predicted, she sucked in a shaky breath and clung to his shoulders.

Later, as she lay amongst the twisted, and slightly wet, sheets Erza considered his words. It would seem she wasn't the only one enjoying the learning process.