WAH This was supposed to be up this weekend but I went home and the internet didn't work, but now I finally have internet so yay! Anyways, thank you for all who have been patient and stuck with this! As always your reviews/follows/favs are MUCH appreciated and I love hearing from you all! Special thanks goes out to Wolfspirit44 who has inspired me to keep writing this and other stories, without them I would probably still be in a writing rut!

And with that, here's the next chapter with more lemon (hehe) and fluff! Enjoy!

PSA: I tried to get a little more dirty this time, eek! still embarrassed every time I write these!

Chapter 8

Jellal awoke to the morning sun pouring into the room, temporarily blinding him as his eyes opened. At first, he had been confused, he was used to sleeping on the hard ground, outside in a tent for the most part, but now he was atop a soft mattress with a warm body pressed against his own.

He began to smile once he realized Erza was fast asleep right beside him and that he had not just been dreaming about her being with him all night. He brushed her bangs out of her closed eyes and looked down at her peaceful state, his heart aching at how perfect she was laying there beside him.

He continued to watch her sleep until he saw her eyes begin to flutter, opening slowly. At first she looked confused as he had first been, but once she realized where she was, she began to smile as well.

"Jellal." She whispered hoarsely.

"Yeah, it's me." He whispered back, unable to get rid of the stupid grin on his face.

"Were you cold last night?" He asked, discovering that she was wearing his shirt as he peered down.

"Yes, but I stole your shirt, so I can't complain." She replied. He looked down at his black shirt that she currently wore so well and realized he would gladly never wear it again if it meant seeing her in it every day.

"So, last night..." She mumbled, a red tinge creeping upon her face.

"Was amazing.." He started, but felt extremely guilty once he thought about it.

"...but I didn't deserve that, to have taken that from you, I've already taken so much." He continued, looking away from her. She slid a hand gently onto his face and brought it back, pressing her forehead gently against his own.

"I wouldn't have wanted it to be anyone else." She assured him, placing a light kiss on his lips. As she broke away, he pulled her face back in for another kiss, this time longer. They continued like this as she shifted her body off of her side and brought herself so that she was now hovering over him. He placed his hands on her hips, then slowly caressing the backs of her thighs.

"It's my turn to please you." She declared with a mischevious look in her eyes. She stayed hovering over him on all fours and he sighed as she nibbled on his earlobe. He let a moan escape as her lips trailed down his neck, nipping at his skin.

She broke her lip's graze off of him to straddle him as he continued to lay back. He was amazed at her beauty, his shirt falling off of her shoulder slightly, her long locks had ended up in a ponytail, her complexion glowing from the morning sunlight that poured into their room. He couldnt help but blush though, as he noticed her nipples harden underneath his shirt. His mind began to go somewhere else until he heard her laugh.

"Did you want to touch?" She had caught him staring. He was too ashamed to say yes, for she had a power over him that converted him back to the shy idiot who couldn't handle her presence.

She took his hands and brought them to her stomach, guiding his touch up her smooth abs, pushing his shirt further up her anatomy. His fingertips soon felt the smooth curve of breasts, but before he could get far she stopped him.

"Not so fast." She teased, pushing his hands away from her. "If you want more, you'll have to follow me." She purred as she made her way off of him and got off the bed.

His jaw dropped as he watched her pull his shirt over her head and toss it to the ground as she made her way towards the bathroom. He was mesmerized by her hourglass shape, clad now only in underwear, sauntering towards the end of the hallway. He watched her pull the string that currently held up her hair up, letting her vibrant scarlet locks cascade down her bare back.

He froze, not knowing what to do until he heard a turn of the shower faucet and the sound of water, and soon his body was racing towards the end of the hall before his brain could even process what was happening.

He pushed the door open into the steam-filled room, making his way through the thick warm air in search for her. He felt his foot graze against something silky, and his leaned over to pick up a very small, lacy pair of black panties to which he dropped immediately and turned bright red upon realizing what they were.

"Jellal." Her sultry voice echoed in the room. He felt his body shiver in delight at the way her voice seductively called out for him.

He navigated his way through the thick steam to find the glass shower door, completely fogged and barely able to make out her figure from behind it. His hand reached out hesitantly towards the shower door stopping at first, but he swallowed hard and grasped the metal handle to pull the door open, only to have his body freeze up completely.

There she stood, soaking wet and lathering herself with body wash.

"Excited already?" She teased, looking down at his enlarged member. He turned bright red and looked away with embarrassment. Damnit Jellal, you haven't even touched her yet! He mentally scolded himself.

"It's alright, I like it." She purred, taking her hands covered in soap and trailing them up her body. His breathing became shallow as he watched her clean herself, hands sliding over her firm stomach and up to her chest. He could have sworn he stopped breathing as she lathered the wash on her breasts, caressing them with a lustful gaze locked on him the whole time.

"What are you looking at? Aren't you going to join me?" She teased playfully and grabbed his wrist, pulling him into the shower.

She wrapped her arms around his neck and flung her wet body onto him, her lips crashing into his with a sense of urgency. He pulled her waist in closer and let her push him up against the wall, his body shuddering as he felt her wet body slide up against his own.

She wove her hands into his hair, kissing him deeper and allowing their tongues to dance.

"Come here." She demanded, pulling him right under the shower head.

"It's your turn to get clean." She whispered into his ear from behind, causing shivers to travel down his spine.

He stood under the water in anticipation, enjoying the feel of the hot liquid fall against him, but he soon realized this was nothing compared to her hands which were suddenly on his broad shoulders, massaging them deeply.

He let out a low groan in response, savoring the feel of her petite hands digging strongly into his muscles perfectly.

"Is that nice?"

"Mhm." Was all he could manage to reply with.

"How about this?" She continued as she pressed her chest against him from behind letting her hands slide down and around to his chest. She lathered the front of him, working her way down his torso, letting her fingers graze the outline of his cut abs.

"Erza." He pleaded huskily. She walked around to now face him. "Close your eyes." She whispered, placing once more kiss on his lips. He stood there, wondering what she was doing, but was not prepared for what came next.

"Fuck!" He yelled out in pleasure, pounding his fist into the shower wall as she took his hardened member into her mouth urgently.

She closed her hot mouth around his shaft, sliding her tongue up and down with the movement of her lips. He cursed under his breath as she hummed softly, causing a slight vibration against his skin. He gripped her hair gently once she pulled back to release him from her mouth and held onto him, now swirling her tongue just along the tip. He gripped onto her soaked strands tighter as she now flicked her tongue against the tip, stroking the bottom of him with her hands.

"Erza, are you sure I was your first?" He laughed nervously in between breaths.

"Of course, I just have a lot of time to read." She replied, but she immediately looked mortified once she realized she had told him her, well, dirty little secret.

"R-read?" He muttered.

"Yes, you know, uh, books." She trailed off, trying to avoid the subject.

"A-about this kind of thing?" His mind was blown, he didn't realize the innocent Erza he grew up with was such a closet perv. He secretely loved it, but could tell she was embarrased by the tint of red in her cheeks.

He grabbed her shoulders and brought her up to meet him again.

"That's incredibly sexy." He said, and could see her eyes light up at his words, a devious smile forming back onto her lips.

She moved back in closer to him, drapping her arms over his shoulder, hovering her lips back over his.

"And when I read them, I think about you..." He exhaled sharply at her words.

"...while I touch myself." She added, causing his eyes to widen and blood pressure to sky rocket.

"Y-you do?!" He choked out, realizing he probably looked like a pathetic school boy, but he was too busy processing this new information to even care.

"Mhm." She responded, biting her lip, only further driving him wild. Images of her now alone, thinking of him and going to town on her own body were racing in his head, bringing out a sudden primal desire in him.

"Show me." He urged. He could tell she was taken aback by his request, but once she saw the carnal look in his eyes, she pressed her hands against his chest and pushed him away from her, now resting her back against the shower wall.

She bit her lip once more and she brought her hands to her hips, slowly dragging her fingertips up her stomach. He licked his lips watching the droplets of water run down her smooth skin, wanting to lap every single one up off of her soft skin, but he knew he had to be patient.

His member began to throb as her hands slid up her waist, soon grazing the sides of her breasts. His heart stopped as she trailed up, gently squeezing the soft mounds together. She squeezed once more, this time with more force and then brought her hands over her curves. She arched her back off of the wall as she began to toy with her own nipples, pulling them while soft moans escaped her lips. His hand traveled down to his hardened cock and he began to pull on it with hard, slow strokes, his breath now shallowed.

His eyes were glued to her as she let one hand fall down her waist, sliding down south. He spoke her name softly as she lowered her hand and began stroking herself slowly.

His head was spinning, he felt lightheaded seeing her pleasure herself. His mind was in a daze as he observed her, lips parted slightly, lustful eyes pearing up from under soaked eyelashes.

He watched hungrily She began to stroke herself faster while tugging on her left nipple harder, her breathing sped up. His hand's rhythm matched her own and he felt himself getting closer to his finish.

"Jellal!" Her voice cracked, eyes shut tight. She was calling his name as she touched herself and it pushed him right to the edge. Instinctively, he let himself go and dove towards her, crashing his lips onto her own and pinning her hard against the wall.

"I need you now, Erza." He grunted huskily, and before she could respond, he hoisted her waist up and swiftly settled her onto his hard cock. She screamed in pleasure at his sudden actions and buried her head into his shoulder. He held her arms up over her head and slowly began to thrust into her, her legs wrapped around his waist tight.

She brought her arms down, not clutching onto him and he felt her nails dig into his back with each thrust to the point where he was certain she broke skin, but this only drove him to thrust faster.

"Ahh-J-Jellal!" She cried, feeling herself get close.

"J-Jellal!" She screamed one last time as she neared her climax, and he moaned loudly as he felt his own orgasm take hold of his body. His body was weak, and he collaped against her, resting his head into her shoulder.

He held onto her hips shakily as she unwrapped her legs from his waist, allowing her to stand back up. He caught her as she almost fell over, still weak herself from their recent session.

She laughed. "I'm impressed, not many have the ability to knock me over like that." To which he let out laugh as well.

"Come on, mighty Titania." He teased as he picked her up bridal style. If anyone else even attempted such a thing, they would feel her wrath, but she gave in to him as she felt her stomach flutter.

Jellal, now leaving a trail of water walked them both down the hall and placed her gently on the bed, climbing back in with her.

"We're wet though, we could get sick." She argued, but he simply brought the covers over their heads and pulled her close to him. She closed her eyes and inhaled deeply, smelling the scent of soap off of his warm skin.

His hands combed through her hair as she drifted to sleep once again, both of them never wanting to leave that room.