She hid under the duvet. Jellal chuckled at her shyness.
"I'm only kidding Lucy."
She sighed in relief. One night with him was enough for her. Another night she would have a heart attack.
"If we're being honest, I have to tell you that I let Gray kiss me."
"You what? You let Gray touch you and kiss you!" He forcefully pulled her out of the duvet. His eyes locked on hers.
She whimpered at his cold touch.
"It didn't mean anything," she said.
"Where did he kiss you? Was it here?" He caressed her neck.
"No."
He then caress her cheek then up to her lips.
"Here."
She could only nodded.
"Who is a better kisser me or him?"
"Eh?" She blushed at his comment.
"Answer me Lucy me or him?" His voice was hoarse.
"You of course," she spoke in a soft yet low tone.
She could hardly look at him in the eye.
His lips touched her neck. It tickled at first, however it became sensual. Soft moans escaped her lips.
"Once I'm through with you, no man will dare to touch you," he possessively held her closely to him.
It sent chills down her spine the way he said it.
He marked her neck three times. He roughly kissed her on the lips.
Muffled sounds from her, echo throughout the room.
He kissed her for hours, until his jaw was aching. Her pink lips were swollen slightly.
It thrilled her the way he took control. She was scared yet excited at the same time.
She slapped his hands away when he attempted to unbutton her top.
"Stop that," she blushed.
"I can't help it, you're too adorable Lucy."
"You like it when I kiss you, don't you?" He asked.
"Stop saying embarrassing things."
He put his hands on her hips.
"Jellal, what are you trying to do?"
Author's note: Please review if you like my fic.
