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Erza was bright red.
"You're thinking of doing shameless things to my ass, aren't you, Jellal?" she was breathless, nervously shimmying against him, but her voice conveyed nothing but pure cleverness and confidence.
"I didn't realize you'd added psychic powers to your considerable repertoire of magics." He noted, flatly, grinning faintly; sarcastic, but beyond frustrated and almost mad with love and longing, excitement and fear.
"I haven't, Jellal." Erza giggled again, unable to bear his searing gaze. She stammered a bit, blushing furiously, but managed to finish her sentence, slowly staring back up into his face. "But... I can feel your erection, driving into my vagina."
Jellal exhaled, sneering, clearly tortured. His eyes drifted a bit lower, to settle on her cheek.
"Ah... Yes, That is going to be troublesome."
"Really...?" Erza crooned, breathing heavily, flushed red. "I don't think I mind..."
As if to accentuate her point, she very distinctly rubbed her core against his erection, subduing a little moan. He seemed to sense some weakness in her, however, and drove his length into her crotch, sneering away into empty space.
Mewling faintly, she snickered under her breath; the ultramarine exhaled, at the very ends of his restraint, all too well-aware that he was playing into her hands.
"Is that right, I'm shocked, Erza..." His voice came out like a slick drawl, and his grip on her arms tightened further, unconsciously. It might have been almost painful, even, for her, if it didn't feel so damn good...
Erza groaned again, weakly, delighted; tilting her head back and letting her eyes flicker shut. A look of sheer glowing pleasure overcame her, washing her flushed face in hues of deep red.
His mouth hovered, closer and closer to her lips, and she could feel his snarling grin in the very depths of her being, in her womb... Erza could barely breathe. The requip mage panted, rolling her hips against him and pressing the side of her face to his.
The heat and passion of the moment, of their bodies pressing together, and traces of sweat and exhaustion mingling with alcohol, and bottomless energy, swirled all about.
"That's good, Erza, you deserve an oscar for this," his voice was like soothing ice, he was whispering almost into her mouth, and she longed for him to kiss her again, but the tormented pining in her heart was exhilarating; he sounded mesmerized by her and mildly irritated, but, above all, it was the most sexually attractive thing she'd ever heard...
She was having so much fun she could scarcely believe it.
"If you think I'm acting right now, you're lying to yourself..." She teased, quietly, straightening her hips against him, squaring her pussy over his length; her voice was no more than a subdued whisper as she coaxed him closer, stroking his erection invitingly through the rough fabric of his pants. Erza met his eyes, and they almost had a whole conversation in the unspoken silence between them.
You can feel how wet I am, right now, can't you, Jellal?
Her eyes said, smugly, totally silently.
You know I'm going to pretend I can't.
His vivid, searing eyes said back, also completely silent.
He was holding her so tightly, so fiercely against himself, now, that she could hardly move a muscle anymore. Erza giggled. "Deep down, you know this is how you really make me feel... Admit it, Jellal...I'm just being honest-"
She sighed, happily, brightly and airily. The room was almost steamy, with sexual tension and chemistry, around them; He grit his teeth, unwilling to answer.
"You know my heart flutters, every time I look at you... You know my knees wobble and I get a lump in my throat-"
Erza met his eyes again, sneakily.
Should I stop there?
Her stare asked, silently, teasingly.
Do your worst.
His eyes answered back; coolly, silently, unbowed.
"You know I touch myself, at night, and pretend it's your hands, your fingers, all over me... You know I dream about you, wrap my blankets all around me and pretend I'm in your arms... You're a genius, Jellal, and you see everything, you know everything... Don't pretend it's not true..."
Her cool, lilting voice practically melted him, but he stood strong against her onslaught of manipulation. She was right, of course, he did know all of that; He could see it, every time her pulse accelerated, her body temperature rose, whenever they stood close by one another, whenever they were alone, or talking, late at night, after dark... he could see the blush color her cheeks, the heated fantasies playing out behind her eyes...
But for the purposes of this mental and emotional chess match, it was to his advantage to pretend he had no idea.
She wouldn't let up.
"Besides, Jellal..." She managed to crane her neck enough to whisper, sweetly, in his ear. "If you hate this so much, why not just... Let me go?"
Jellal made a small sound, and adjusted her in his arms, grinning; it was the sound of inconvenience, and strain, and, crucially, of defeat. "Why not, indeed...?"
"You don't have to hold me, like this..." She went on, giggling faintly under her breath, exhilarated. Erza nuzzled her face against him, wriggling her hips over his member. "Holding me so tightly, crushing me against your body,"
She peeled her face out of his shoulder and gave him a smug, self-satisfied look. He glared back, halfway disdainfully, halfway captivated, squeezing her waist.
"Let's not get carried away, here-"
"Your hands feel like vicegrips, on my arms, Jellal... It feels like you're going to throw me down right here, on the floor, and tear my clothes off..." She ignored him, summarily, mischievously and cheerily. Erza made sure to practically moan the whole thing, Her tone was scintillating, and her scent was overcoming him; She was hot and a bit sweaty, her body was so supple and overwhelming, and painfully inviting... "I'm... helpless, aren't I...? I... can't even move a muscle..."
She sounded completely serious, and that's what got to him the most. He knew she really believed it.
Jellal almost laughed, out of sheer tension and disbelief. "Helpless, That's funny, Erza… I could have sworn you were a planetary S-rank mage, while I'm a powerless human, with no magic, until tomorrow morning..."
Her eyes glimmered, knowingly; he saw that she very clearly hadn't forgotten, the reason they were together, doing this whole song and dance in the first place. Electricity and heat pumped heavily through the atmosphere between them, thick and very dense, almost palpable with love and longing.
"It's true, Jellal..." She cooed, innocently, play-acting a bit more; her breathing ragged but measured. "But... When I'm in your arms, I... I just feel like a girl."
He was silent, musing. Preparing his next move, she was sure; she could practically see the gears turning in his eyes, and she glowed, giggling faintly.
"Yeah, Like a powerless human girl, with no magic, at all... Ever. I can't even remember how to use magic, right now-"
"Reaaally," He lowered his eyes, dryly, to hers. "That would be an interesting phenomenon, if you weren't lying."
He noted, calmly, coolly; thumbing her nose, and sneering painfully, turning his vibrant gaze to her again. She flinched, chuckling. Their faces hovered closer and closer still, their lips millimeters apart.
"Dead serious." She defended, gleeful.
"You're a legendary warrior." He countered, very intentionally, almost cruelly digging his hips into hers. She moaned, gasping lightly, arching her back and craning her neck, thrilled.
"Not right now, I'm not." Erza whispered back, voice wobbly... Exhaling heavily, weightily, and smiling; almost contrite, glancing awkwardly, poignantly away, beaming and blushing furiously.
"In fact..." She chuckled, meaningfully, at last; spreading her legs a bit further, feeling his length driving up against her hot core. It was dizzying. "If I could remember how to use my powers, I'd... Probably have requipped out of my panties, already-"
She met his eyes, very intentionally, furiously red; gloating and practically on the verge of a mad giggling fit.
Jellal just hissed, exhaling, and his left eyebrow twitched. He knew all too well what was coming next...
"Oh, wait... There it is." Erza cackled, not a moment later, smug. Her magic flared up around her, for a second, and her skirt and panties both vanished.
His massive erection ground immediately into the soft, suddenly bare lips and folds of her sex, driving against her sensitive skin. A soft yelp escaped her, and she clutched at his back, laughing at herself.
Jellal grinned, almost laughing too; also at himself, furious and helpless and maddeningly desperate. Hot, molten lust screamed through his body, tearing through his every vein like jagged shards of crooked glass.
"Brilliant... " He couldn't help conceding, through halfway clenched teeth. As the heat and gentle wetness of her sex rubbed lightly against his manhood, he blinked, lowering his eyes a bit to meet her cool, controlled gaze and her bright red blush. "You're making seduction look like art..."
"Well...?" She managed to stammer back, breathless and collected, neatly bypassing his attempts at controlling himself by focusing on conversation, but so giddy with excitement and desire that she could barely think straight. Erza could feel him, she could feel him holding her, tighter and tighter, she could feel herself in his arms, trapped there, almost floating, suspended in a web of white-hot passion and delirious pleasure...
And, most of all, she could feel his raging erection, grinding against her core, into her lips, it felt like it was wiping her mind clean, like it was driving a stake made of ecstasy, of static and white noise, through her entire body. "Is... I-Is this it...? Is this enough to break you, are you... Are you going to do it?"
She fell silent, just trailing off, breathlessly, and waited... Just waited, feeling his mind-boggling member grinding into her core, waiting for him to react.
He strained and resisted, fighting, with all the strength he could muster, with every fiber of his being. Even still, feeling the inviting dampness and absurd, jarring heat of her pussy through his pants almost drove him over the edge.
His internal struggle manifested itself in his movements, and he ground his cock accidentally against her; Erza cried out, bucking her hips into him, almost shrieking, softly. She hung her head, gasping and panting, a moment later... With her chest heaving against him. Her shoulders slouched, and she tried to draw breath, to reign herself in.
She had to maintain control of the situation; everything was in her hands, now...
But, privately... They both hoped he would stay strong, and manage to resist. After all, this little game was just too much fun...
"No... No, Erza." He laughed, lightly and desperately, at last, shattering the dense, almost cosmic silence. He tried to let her go, tried to step away, but his body resisted and betrayed him, ever so slightly.
He ended up halfway grabbing her naked ass, and halfway faintly kissing her, just barely, sideways, against half of her mouth, before finally managing to step away, releasing her. Erza moaned and sighed, delighted, and fidgeting, quivering slightly, with simmering heat building up between her legs, climbing up through her navel, threatening to boil over...
His movements were jerky and wild, like he was wrestling himself into submission.
As a rush of cold air blasted her exhilarated senses, from the loss of his body heat, She felt very much like she could climax on the spot if he so much as touched her one more time, but, of course, she had to resist...
For now. She giggled again, covering her mouth, weakly. Although... it would be interesting to see his reaction, if she pitifully orgasmed and came all over herself, just from being kissed by him...
Pleasurable Humiliation and a hammering, desperate pining filled her again, and she choked it down, making sure to maintain her cool, controlled smile.
"Jellal..." The redhead mouthed, beaming, widely, overcome; mumbling and squirming fitfully, desperately, in place. Erza allowed herself to squeeze her left breast, just briefly, sighing, as she looked up into the ceiling, before glancing back out at him, hugging herself under her breasts.
"No..." He repeated, dryly, covering his mouth with a trembling hand; turning away, just little bit, and stepping even further back, away from the half-naked, bottomless Erza. "It would be rude of me to give in here, I'm sure you still want to toy with me some more, you've got like... Eight hours left, after all..."
She cackled, softly, hearing his dry, almost scraping voice. Touching her own furiously red face, breathlessly, feeling her own fingers, and kneading them into her mouth, pulling on her lips, touching her tongue, Erza almost whimpered. Her eyes were nearly tearing up, and she sighed, endlessly relieved. "I'm so glad... I really do want to push this as far as I can, Jellal..."
The ultramarine couldn't resist, he watched her, carefully, out of the corners of his eyes, addicted to her. He almost grabbed her again, actually, almost rounded back into her, she was too adorable, too sexy, standing in the middle of his office, bottomless, but he stopped himself just in time.
"I want you to resist until the very last minute, Jellal... Resist..." She whispered, blushing bright red and sitting, leaning, seductively, back against the armrest of her chair. She sucked thoughtfully on one finger. "If I had my way, you'd get your powers back the moment you rip my hymen, and penetrate me..."
She giggled, looking shyly away; briefly overcome by what she was saying, what she was doing, with Jellal right there, in front of her... Blushing furiously, she could simply not believe what was happening right now.
She couldn't believe what she had just said, what she had been saying, she couldn't believe she was standing in his office, bottomless, naked from the waist down and almost orgasming every time he touched her...
Jellal twitched, agonized, turning away again, glaring, and grinning, into the far corners of the room.
How did I let it get this bad...?
He wondered, ruefully, to himself.
"Resist, Jellal... So you can keep tormenting me..." Erza added, giggling a bit, under her breath, crossing her naked legs to better hide her vagina.
"Who's tormenting who?" He wondered aloud, glancing coolly over at her, wryly, and cocking his head. She giggled again, meaningfully; reaching out with her empty cup, wordless. Jellal held out the bottle of whiskey, now half-empty, also speechless, and poured some more for her before refilling his own glass.
Erza smiled, almost snickering, flushed; regaining control of herself, seizing the initiative again and teasing him... She uncrossed her naked legs, spreading them, tantalizingly, and covered her modesty with the newly full glass of liquor. Jellal just stared, wistfully, furious with himself... But flat-out refused to try and look through the whiskey at her vagina.
Well, he tried to refuse.
"Merciless." He noted, smoothly; nodding almost unconsciously and lifting his glass to her efforts, as if offering a toast. She obliged, clinking her glass against his.
"You can take me whenever you want." she reminded him, chuckling lightly.
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