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"My fiancee, huh..."
Jellal grinned, absentmindedly. She watched him carefully, with wide, bright eyes.
"That's right." she almost hummed, swaying pleasantly in her seat. "Clearly a very accurate article, all things considered... Must have been some great fact-checking involved."
"Indeed..." he snorted. His tone changed, a moment later, however, becoming quite pensive, and almost intrigued. Jellal folded his hands in front of his mouth. "Because, after all... You've always known that you were... my... Ever-elusive fiancee."
Erza's eyes shimmered, as a single fresh tear rolled down her red cheeks. She reached up with one hand to wipe it away, her fingers trembling faintly.
"Yeah." She smiled, broadly. "I knew right away... And you knew I knew."
Her voice was devilish and tight, high pitched.
"I suppose that's why you're here tonight, isn't it..." he seemed to think out loud, clearly uninhibited. She couldn't tell if his collected grin was shrinking or growing across his lips.
She giggled. "To collect on your promises, from that day?"
"The kiss alone wasn't satisfactory, then?" he sneered, teasing; leaning forward a bit in his seat. Jellal swirled the liquor in his cup. "In my estimation it was quite romantic. Don't you think...?"
"Oh, it was... It was, Jellal!" Erza clasped her hands together between her voluptuous breasts, over her hammering heart. She giggled again, sitting up a bit straighter, as her eyes drifted peacefully shut. "Can you hear my heart racing, Jellal ?... Even just at the thought? At the memory alone..."
"Perhaps if my magic wasn't sealed away." he noted, entirely seriously. "And nearly without my magic as well, I'm sure."
"Why don't you come on over and feel it for yourself...?" She invited, mischievously; staring sneakily away; Leaning forward a bit, wishing all too fervently that the minuscule space between them, between their chairs would just fade into nothingness. Erza tapped her chest, making an exerted effort to jiggle her breasts a bit.
Jellal felt his left eyebrow twitch, and she snickered.
"Sure, why not?" he seemed to conclude, at last.
His words seemed to jar her awake, like a violently loud alarm clock waking her from the sweetest of dreams. She sat up, and then stood, almost unconsciously; rising to her feet, instantly alarmed, blown away... As his words began to sink in, filtering through her subconscious into her whirling mind. "Huh-?!"
Jellal was on his feet, as well, behind her; quick as lightning, even without his magic. She squeaked something, blown away and bright red, very flustered; the special forces guild master had set his hand on her chest, standing beside her to the right, over her left breast.
Erza almost passed out, swooning on the spot. Her voice squeaky and tight, very shrill, she managed to whisper something to him.
Her heart was going wild, positively thumping in her breast, and it felt like her every breath was catching, hitching up in her throat.
"J-Jellal..."
She could feel his hand on her breast, over her heart... Her knees were going wobbly.
"Very affecting." he promised, eyes narrowing at her; the charismatic grin flickered on his face.
It was a calculated risk, to be sure, indulging her in this little game of wits and chance...
But going so far as to actually grab her breast, he was even surprising himself today.
Erza seemed to catch herself, snapping back into her nerves and her gameplan. She'd never expected him to actually go for it, and it had basically knocked her senseless for a moment, but she knew she needed to treat this like combat.
And his move had given her an advantage, as well...
For, of course, the ultramarine was now actively groping her breast.
Erza turned into him, on a dime. Jellal seemed to have anticipated this at the last second, and turned a touch himself, stepping out to her side simultaneously.
They were circling each other like hungry predators.
Only, one predator was in the game to ensure that the other would eat her up, savagely pounce on her and ravish her utterly, if she had her way...
"Jellal... You sure do seem to like feeling my heartbeat..." Erza accused, delighted; her every word belying hidden meanings. His hand hadn't budged from her breast, and she knew he could feel the swollen, puckered tip of her nipple poking into his palm...
A strange, deliciously simmering heat began to bubble up in her navel; the redhead was all too aware of the sizeable and ever-growing bulge straining the front of his pants.
"The pretense isn't all that necessary, at this point; I'm just fondling your chest, Erza."
His tacit admission spurred a small, giddy, and very excitable yelp from her. She wasn't ready for it, but certainly wouldn't let it go to waste.
What a delightful game of chess, she couldnt help thinking...
"I know... But you don't have to stop here, Jellal..." Her eyes glimmered knowingly, and the redhead leaned into him, sweetly; even as she portrayed all the depths and feminine confidence in the world, she was wringing her fingers nervously together behind her back. Erza bent over slightly further at the waist, hoping to come off as seductive and womanly as possible... "Why don't you... Why not strip me?"
Her whispered words rang on in the brief silence that settled over the both of them like a vicegrip. The insane heat and passion, the sexual tension, was like a wildfire; scorching and consuming all in its wake.
"Take my clothes off... I won't stop you, Jellal..."
"Clearly." He countered, eyes fixed smoothly on hers. Their mouths hovered together, close, so close, but not quite touching... Their breath mingled, hot and disorienting; like a dense fog of dizzying love and barely suppressed desire, affection, and longing...
Erza requipped into one of her most seductive outfits, like a playboy bunny costume with red corset and black fishnet tights; the little bunny ears on top just added to the flair and appeal, in her opinion.
Jellal exhaled, glancing, strained, away, before briefly shutting his eyes to reset a bit and regain his fraying sanity. Erza giggled.
The Crime Sorciere guildmaster squeezed her breast, his long and dexterous fingers digging deliciously deep into the soft, plump fleshiness of her supple, full chest. Standing beside her, almost fully in front of her, he grinned weakly, and she moaned quietly; yelping, breathing raggedly.
"At least squeeze my ass, too, Jellal..." the redhead pouted, barely suppressing a throaty gasp; she looked up, giggling heatedly, into his eyes. "Since I'm your future wife... Your fiancee..."
"Shouldn't you want to wait for our wedding night, then-?" He sneered, grin turning wicked very quickly. His eyes lowered a bit to meet hers.
"No... No chance, Jellal, I'll be a slut for you... Ill do whatever you say-" the knight purred, sweetly.
He was forced to stare, poignantly, away again. It was a small retreat, but a tactically necessary one. She took the initiative, pressing her advantage and smiling seductively, to wind her arms around his neck. Jellal adjusted himself in place, unable to resist briefly squeezing her ass as he somehow slipped away, through her very fingers.
Highly impressed by the magickless sleight of hand, Erza squeaked something, flushed; still very much feeling the echo of his hand on her ass. She stood up straight, turning to him where he stood, facing away from her a few feet away.
"That's a pretty good trick," she mused, piping up and setting one finger viciously sweetly into her mouth.
Jellal laughed, facing her just a bit; giving the woman he'd loved and adored his whole life a dubious side-eye. "You're talking to me about neat tricks? That 'personal slut' schtick is working pretty well for you."
"Tell me about it." she chuckled, totally unsurprised that he'd seen immediately through her. He did, however, grab her ass; and she would count that as a win for her on the whole. "I actually thought that one might break you..."
"Close. Very close." he nodded, coolly, turning to face her again properly. "But... Tell me, Erza; Enlighten me, I'm curious..."
"Anything. Anything you want..."
She chuckled again, at her own performance. It was working like a charm, and both of them knew it.
He raised a sublime eyebrow at her, taking up his glass of liquor in one hand again. "How far are you really trying to go, tonight, Erza? What will you consider a win?"
His words were heavy, meaningful, in the silence.
Erzas eyes flashed, glimmering wickedly. She lowered her gaze a bit, giggling lamely, and grabbed her own forearm in one hand. "Why...? Thinking of giving in, if my demands are reasonable enough...?"
"I wont lie, or pretend to deny it."
The redhead gave him a long, smirking look. She couldn't suppress another fit of giggles, and Jellal grimly pressed her glass of whisky back into her palm.
"Ill be satisfied if you confess, Jellal. Admit that you're in love with me."
"That's option A?" He mused, insightful as ever; Raising his eyes a bit to the ceiling. Jellal took a quick sip of his liquor.
Erza didn't look at all surprised that he'd known she had a second goal in mind.
"Mhm." she seemed somewhat cheerful, in fact, cocking her hips. "And... If you take all my clothes off... All of them, Jellal... I'll be happy with that, as well."
Jellal nodded, very much in tune with her; after all, they had known and loved each other all their lives.
"Option B. The one that proves I'm irresistibly sexually attracted to you."
"Yes." she piped up again, rubbing her forearm a bit and peering somewhat anxiously away. For all her effort, she still couldn't get the memory of his hands on her body out of her mind... She couldn't stop thinking about him groping her breast, squeezing her ass. The memory of his mouth, so so close to her lips was overwhelming.
"Your logic is sound." he laughed, grimly. Tapping the bridge of his nose, Jellal was contemplating her deeply, very seriously. "You're banking on me not being able to resist, if you get naked."
"If I had to guess, you'd become a lust-driven raving animal, and throw me down on the spot." Erza teased, and he twitched, fixing his eyes on something, anything, off to the side.
"Probably true." he muttered, cursing. The bulletproof plan she had concocted on her way over now made all too much sense. "Which is how you can be sure that you won't leave empty handed."
"More like with an empty womb than empty hands." Erza giggled again, sipping her liquor. She was getting buzzed again, all too delighted, too excited; and the thought that Jellal had finally figured it all out, finally realized that his position was hopeless...
It was making her heartbeat throb and her head spin.
He glanced at her, coolly, and she giggled, nervously, covering her mouth, embarrassed, with one hand; peeking away off to the side.
"You figured it out, huh...?"
Jellal covered his face with one hand, suddenly feeling somewhat exhausted; emotionally drained, even just resisting her endless temptations was becoming too much. They just knew each other so well, they were so brilliant, and he was such a prodigious genius, that he couldn't even begin to ignore the reality of the situation...
"You can take your own clothes off whenever you want. If all else fails, you'll seduce me the old fashioned way."
Erza purred, humming insidiously, ominously, very cheerful. Her wordless confirmation was enough to dizzy him. "I'll make you rape me if I have to, Jellal."
He flinched, with a vein throbbing in his forehead. The ultramarine guildmaster brushed his hair, struggling utterly to cope with her radiance, her inhuman beauty and grace were stunning.
"So, the cards are all on the table, then... My ultimate test awaits." He seemed almost satisfied, almost pleased with the fairness of the challenge this would Present. A challenge even he knew he was utterly guaranteed to fail...
"Good luck!" she cackled, cheerily. Erza brushed her own scarlet hair sweetly over one shoulder. "You wont be able to resist, you know you love my ass and tits..."
"Don't remind me." Jellal grinned venomously; taking a single step away from her. She followed him, mischievously, stepping closer; feeling distinctly disadvantaged, he rounded into her, to show some strength. Bearing down on the Redhead, Jellal grabbed a handful of her scarlet hair; they were close, again, so painfully close...
"What ever will you do, Jellal...?" she whispered, meekly, but proudly; still fighting her own overwhelming inclination to swoon and faint on the spot, overcome... As the man she loved with every fiber of her being stared, wistfully but coolly into his own fingers, tangled up in the scarlet hair beside her faintly red face. "Have I... Won?"
He seemed to turn this over in his mind, musing. Jellal met her eyes.
"Will you admit your feelings for me? Make me... Your girlfriend, your... Fiancee...?"
He grinned, pained; but still unbearably charismatic and cool. Jellal tilted his head evenly at her, just slightly...
"Or... Will this end with you on top of me?" Erza managed, fighting a stutter, flushed brilliantly red. She exhaled, almost dizzily, glancing nervously away. Love and longing, and fitful pining, hammered away at them both, in the atmosphere between them.
"As you well know, I'll be trying to prevent both outcomes." his voice was light, and he laughed lowly. She blushed, even hearing his words was almost orgasmic, to some degree. Her skin was heating up, every nerve catching fire.
"That's the game, isn't it..." She whispered, setting both her hands on the sides of his face. They couldn't seem to look away from each other's eyes.
"That's the game." he confirmed, dryly.
"Speaking of... Don't you want to kiss me, right now?" Erza teased, and her eyes shut; gracefully, and beautifully as a dancer.
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