Requested by: ice-bringer

Prompt: Blue

Eerie blue lights of the loading deck basked her curvaceous figure, highlighting Meredy's signature pink ponytail. He had only come out to smoke, but it looked like the young girl already had a cigarette lit. But when she exhaled, a much more herbal and green smell hit his senses. It seemed like recon was not her comfort zone.

"I didn't think you were old enough to smoke," he teased, stepping into the haze of blue. His words startled the poor maguility mage, pulling the roll behind her back. "Don't hide it from me either, shorty. I can smell it," he hissed out. Her blue eyes shining as burning sapphires, surprise evident in those same orbs.

"You're supposed to be with Midnight." She backed away when he stepped forward, the distance between them growing smaller.

"So are you. Imagine what that blueberry would think if he found you ditching the mission for a little… break." He chuckled and placed his hand beside her head, trapping the small girl. Meredy was now against the brick wall, her pupils dilated and the color of her eyes growing darker with each passing second.

"I…," her eyes flashed with defiance, "You think I care what Jellal thinks? My older brother has no claims on me." He loved seeing how firey Meredy could get, maybe this wasn't such a bad thing after all.

In the smallest movement, he clasped her wrist and pulled it from behind her back. Meredy's lip quivered, as he eyed the wrap. Most of it was gone, the end still glowing red. "No one really cares what he thinks. Your brother, leader to me, always has his head so far up his ass that it's impossible to know his thoughts."

She laughed, trying to pull her wrist from his hand. "But I do wonder what he would think of this," his breath mixing with her own. Those glossy lips tempting, pulling him in against his will.

"Think of-" He pressed his body flush against hers, Meredy silenced by his growing intentions. The two had shared small glances between each other ever since Crime Sorciere had asked the Oracion Seis to form a joint gang. Erik had been dying for the chance to talk to her privately, but now she was too irresistible.

Swirls and bursts of blue clouded his vision as he ground against her, pulling the lit joint from her trembling fingers. "You're too young to let silly things corrupt you," he whispered into her ear. Erik took a drag and smashed his lips against hers, blowing the sweet fumes into her mouth. He nipped at her lower lip with his canines, eliciting a small gasp from Meredy. He immediately pushed his tongue in, the smoke still mingling between their lips.

Erik pulled away, those blue eyes still as captivating as ever. Her wide-eyes watched him with a glint of playfulness, her pink tongue swiping over her lips enticingly. "And yet I'm old enough to kiss you." Her lips quirking to the side in a mischievous way that told him she might not be as innocent as he thought she was.

Even with her facade of confidence, she timidly brushed her lips against his. Internally Erik grinned, gripping her hand as he deepened the kiss. He threw the useless wrap to the side, smoothing his hand down her torn black t-shirt only to clasp her hip in a bruising grip; grounding himself into her hips again.

He was in heaven, moving his lips briskly against the woman of his dreams. Meredy's hand tugging on his hair with urgency, pulling his lips closer to hers. They pet each other in need, not wanting to do much else than staying like this. Her mouth warm and sweet, it was too perfect.

"Erik! I didn't think I said you could…" It all had to end with that blue haired imbecile. "I thought we agreed you wouldn't go after my sister!"

Still holding Meredy, he held up one single finger. One that meant vengeance if Jellal were to end this right now.