Request: Can you write something about evil Siegrain and Erza meeting and Siegrain wants her so bad?:D
One-Shot:
It wasn't fair how god-damn perfect she was.
He watched from the shadows as she was led in, the facade meant to put the citizens at ease. Her scarlet hair swayed in the breeze created as one walks, her amber eyes burning with tamed anger.
He growled in frustration; some damned part of him still lusted after the redhead, and wanted to see just how silky her hair was. He reasoned with himself that her body naturally belonged to him; he was allowed to ravage her if he ever so pleased!
And damn it he wanted it. He wanted her. He wanted to fist her hair, he wanted to tear through her, he wanted her to acknowledge herself as his.
With so thoughts pushing against the mental barriers he had up in his mind, he walked out, smirking as he approached the frozen Titania.
No matter what, he'd win this little game of theirs.