Ex-V: Hey there, It's so lovely to see you all again!

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"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. "Actually..."

Her eyes flickered, and a wicked, knowing glint shot through her expression. Her red blush darkened across her cheeks. "It looks like I left a wet spot on your pants."

Jellal almost groaned, and tried to resist the urge to even look. But he followed her finger with his eyes, nonetheless, when she pointed, smug, and saw that there was indeed a damp spot on his pants, over his crotch.

Erza had, of course, known this all along. She had known right away, naturally, and, while she was initially mortified and insanely embarrassed, she also knew it was to her advantage, in this mental and emotional game of chess, to pretend she wasn't lethally humiliated about it.

"Great." He laughed, covering his eyes with one hand and staring, listlessly, up into the ceiling. "You must be thrilled."

She literally couldn't be happier that he thought so, that he hadn't realized she was actually deathly embarrassed about it.

Erza flushed, furiously red, but suppressed her humiliation, swallowing it, as she had been doing all night so far, and pretended to be smug again. "Oh, no... I hope that doesn't stain. Why don't you take your pants off, Jellal, I'll wash them for you-"

She stood up, as seductively as she could... Almost even sticking her ass out, for a second, and arching her back a bit to accentuate her curves, gracefully springing up to her feet; very noticeably cocking her bare hips and drawing his eyes again.

"No... No, that won't be necessary, Erza..." He replied, dryly; a little too hastily. Jellal took a cautious step back, relatively sure he wouldn't survive even eight more seconds, let alone eight more hours, if he took his pants off, now. She stepped towards him, hungrily.

He stepped back again, cornering himself against his desk.

Undaunted, the redhead stepped forward, into him; eyeing him, casually, and provoking him as much as possible. There was a tightness in the air, between them, and it was heart-stopping, like a blanket of pure tension and passion... The fact that she was still bottomless wasn't helping matters any.

"You know, it's funny, Jellal..." She began, and her voice was quiet, almost amused. She stepped right up into him, backing him all the way up against his giant hardwood desk, and looking, lovingly, longingly, up into his eyes.

Erza gently brushed the collar of his shirt with both hands, dusting him off a bit, almost humming faintly to herself; staring the love of her life in the eyes. He raised his gaze to hers, at last, struggling to balance himself, and she flashed him a small, bashful smile, faintly red. She didn't move any closer, and just stood there...

Expectantly, she cocked her hips again, at last, and waited, patiently, for him to embrace her once more.

He did, a moment later, seeming to find himself again; grinning flatly, and giving in. Jellal held her upper arms, just under her shoulders; indulging the woman he'd loved all his life, and pulling her into his body yet again.

"What's funny, Erza?"

His warped grin curved his lips yet further. She chuckled, silently, flushed; Her heartbeat was hammering, racing, her pulse pounding in her temples... She was pretty sure everything she said and did was dumb luck at this point, she couldn't even think straight enough to formulate a plan, let alone keep to one.

The heat in her body, between her legs, was crying out for release... Her whole body was dying to be properly touched by him-

Erza just wanted him to use her, to feel her, and touch her everywhere... So badly, so badly it hurt, so badly it was agony, but she couldn't be happier just waiting, stewing in the anticipation and heat, and sweat, she wanted him to kiss her, oh god, It felt like her body was on fire, she wanted to feel him on every inch of her, inside and out, in her pussy, in her womb, in her asshole, in her mouth, her throat, everywhere...

Jellal also couldn't help thinking that he was dangerously obsessed with the woman in his arms. She had always been, and would always be, his whole life, it seemed, because he could no longer think of anything, even remotely imagine anything, outside of this room, this moment...

"Everyone thinks of me as this... Strong, warrior mage... Like I'm a hero." She mused, softly, feeling her own heartbeat; feeling it race. She relished the digging heat of his erection, wiggling her hips over it again; maneuvering herself until it was grinding directly against her naked crotch.

"You are," His voice was measured and cool, despite this. The swelling atmosphere of unbearable longing and desire was affecting him, now more than ever, even, but he forced himself to stay in his right mind. "Erza the Titania."

Even through his pants, his body was screaming to just impale her, penetrate her...Just do it, you're going to do it anyway, you won't be able to resist much longer...

"Yeah." She nodded, pensively, turning this over in her head; and then smirked, a moment later. Mischeviously, Erza spread her naked legs, glancing away, blushing; letting her pussy rub over his member, before looking up into his eyes. "But, really... I'm a girl, like any other, Jellal..."

"Yes you are." His tone was dry. It came out like a concession speech, and he touched her cheek, almost against his will.

He could feel the heat of her body, her heavy breasts pressing against him, her hips wiggling over his length, her tiny breaths hot on his neck... It was driving him mad. It was driving him absolutely crazy, really...

"People think I'm tough and strong, and hard, don't they, Jellal..." She finished, softly, breathlessly; blushing furiously. Erza couldn't find air. "But... I'm just a girl, with holes between my legs, like any other..."

His fingers trailed down to her chin, mindlessly, and he didn't try to stop himself.

Anything, anything at all, to help him keep his mind off the fact that his length was driving against her naked vagina...

"... It's a fact." He confirmed at last, flatly, smoothly, and she giggled.

"If you... If you put your dick in me, down there, Jellal... Between my legs... Where I'm hot and tight..." She held onto him, as tightly as she could; barely able to pronounce her words, stifling a giggling fit and blushing furiously. "You'll see, I'm actually very soft, and squishy..."

She met his eyes, bright red, giggling under her breath; almost bursting into laughter. He just looked at her, into her face, half grinning, wildly, half grimacing. His eyes were bright and vivid.

"I bet."

"My body is actually pretty obscene, you know..." She breathed, headily, blushing and wriggling a bit in place. She almost choked on her own excited humiliation. "I've got lots of fleshy bits... When I'm naked, they jiggle, and bounce around..."

"I've seen it with my own eyes..." He confirmed, dryly; eyeing her, controlled.

"You'll see again..." Erza hummed, giggling, flushed... Unwilling to let him forget it; unwilling to let him avoid seeing the lewd display she would make of her body, intent on exposing as much of herself as she could, before he finally snapped. Fidgeting in place, a delightful shiver threatened to trickle down her spine.

"Pace yourself, Erza..." Jellal grinned, taunting her, coolly; looking a lot more composed than he really felt, inside. "You've got eight hours to kill."

Eight hours certainly was starting seem like an awfully long time, a long time to be trapped in an office with a half-naked woman he wanted more than anything and had to try and refuse.

The redhead just giggled, faintly, licking one finger.

She knew what she wanted to do. Oh, there was no doubt in her mind... Now, if only Jellal would be so kind as to let her get down on her knees...

"Can you... Do me a favor..." The requip mage purred, sweetly, at last; putting on her best demure face, looking as innocent as possible. Faintly red, she stifled another giggle. "Jellal?"

"Don't get your hopes up," He laughed, smoothly, pressing his forehead down against hers. Trying his best not to stare between her legs, the guildmaster cocked his head a bit. "There are a very limited number of favors I can do for you, right now, Erza."

"What kind of girl do you take me for, It's nothing like that-" she snickered, face heating conspicuously up.

Jellal sneered back, entertained, but still agonized and feeling very much under her spell. "Go ahead, then... Stun me. Ask me to do something that isn't overtly sexual, I'll scarcely believe my ears..."

"Do you consider closing your eyes a sexual act?" The requip mage needled back, smug. She let her naked legs drift ever-so-slightly apart, leaning back against her chair armrest, almost exposing her labia. The ultramarine felt his left eyebrow twitch, but without godly magic, his human reaction speeds were simply too slow to shut his eyelids faster than she spread her legs.

"Not under traditional circumstances, I admit." Jellal felt extraordinarily vulnerable, all of a sudden...

Close call; If she had let her legs slip any further apart than that, he wouldn't have been fast enough to avoid seeing her pussy...

"Just give me five seconds, Jellal..." Erza pressed, whispering sweetly, goading him on. "Close your eyes..."

His mind was racing, now, rattling through dozens upon dozens of implications for every quarter-second that passed. What could she want five seconds for...?

No... The better question was... How was this normal favor going to end up becoming a sexual favor?

He couldn't be sure. There were too many viable possibilities... Jellal mused, out loud, roughly brushing the bridge of his nose. "What, exactly, do you want with five unobserved seconds, Erza..."

The redhead watched him, intently, enraptured...

"What do you think I want with them?" She sounded painfully cool, but morbidly excited; Heat crept through her cheeks again, and she looked down at her toes... Twisting and contorting, sighing, lightly, with that simmering boil of passion, of pleasure still steaming up between her hips.

He nodded, immediately, grinning faintly; ready well in advance for this. It was her best possible response, after all, easiest for her and most difficult for him.

"My best guess, Erza...? I'd have to think you want to take the rest of your clothes off..." He muttered, almost hesitating, for a second, before concluding he was likely on the right track. "You'll see if your chest can break me."

Erza's eyes flashed, subtly, and dangerously, as she smiled... Humming faintly, just for a moment, very sly; Jellal didn't miss it, preparing himself, unconsciously, to steady his nerves. The redhead didn't hesitate, seeing him almost flinch; grabbing her huge breasts in both hands, making sure to jiggle them, as accidentally, and as lewdly, as she could.

"My tits..." She just giggled, flushed, and glanced, almost awkwardly, into his eyes. "You prefer my ass to my breasts, though... Don't you, Jellal..."

She paused for a half-second, trailing off, before peeking away, blushing radiantly red; Erza felt like she was bathing in hot glee, she wanted to let this moment marinate, let it sink in, she wanted to absolutely relish every word she was about to manage to stammer out.

The current of passion and desire swept over them again, like a riptide, and Jellal caught on immediately, grinning, furious with himself for not realizing the truth sooner.

It was panic time.

Faintly dizzied, and frighteningly excited, smug, the redhead only barely managed to control her voice. Thrilling Humiliation screamed up in her breast. "W-Wouldn't it be better if I... Just... Bend over, instead...?"

Her cool, measured voice cracked, exposing her giddy excitement and embarrassment. She didn't care to stop, though, this only made it better...

"What If I bend over, bottomless... Put my face down on the floor, and stick my ass out, at you...?"

Erza was hardly breathing.

The heat in her body was fueling her addiction to him, he just looked too cool, too calculating; his silent charisma was like a magnet that tugged on her womb, made her crave him...

"You could do that. It's a good idea..." Jellal just answered, at last, dryly, steadily. He hung on to his sanity by its very fringes. "But I won't last eight more hours if you do."

The atmosphere between them was absurdly magnetic, now, positively flooded with sexual tension and chemistry, longing and desire, excitement and fear, it was coiling up around them like a pressurized spring...

The requip mage giggled, under her breath. Looking away, she had liquid anticipation in her veins. "That's true... You really will break, if I do that..."

Jellal could almost physically feel undeniable reality crashing down around him... As her soft, delighted whisper washed over him. He turned slightly into her, eyes narrowing.

Of course...

He could hear her next words before she even opened her mouth.

"Or… Should I say… When I do that?" The redhead halfway snickered, halfway moaned, glancing awkwardly, nervously away.

He was speechless.

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