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He visualized the building once he came out of the forest, which he was grateful for because he needed some rest after a confrontation with a dark guild, where things had gotten a bit complicated, but he had managed to finish before the council arrived and caught him in the act.
It was a sort of rustic cabin with a large "lodging" sign at the entrance, he wanted that day to at least give himself a proper rest. After the big magic games he had lost Ultear and had separated from Meredy for a while to cover more time as a guild, plus they were tracking down prayer six or what was left of them.
A great peace had recently been established, something of which Jellal was not entirely confident, things always ended up becoming difficult and he had to be prepared to act at the right time. After escaping from Zeref's control and being rescued by Ultear and Meredy, after being self-aware and having a freedom he had not had since childhood, he had decided to found Crime Sorcière and dedicate the rest of his life to defeating and getting rid of every dark guild. That was his current goal and one in which he dedicated every minute of his day, tracking, locating and razing the guilds to the ground.
Now they had suffered casualties with the loss of Ultear, so while he took care of one guild, he had sent Meredy to track down the remaining members of prayer six so he could recruit them, so he was due to meet his partner in two days.
Even though he knew he didn't deserve a moment of rest, or that's what his head used to repeat ad nauseam, he forced himself to enter the inn. He had to stop self-punishing himself, besides that without proper rest his performance to fight prayer six would not be successful, it could be a life and death fight, so he had to prepare himself properly.
He did not consider himself a hero, he was far from that, all this was to expedite his sins, the terror and the mistakes he had committed being a villain in the past, when he was under Zeref's influence and enslaved children for his benefit, committed the worst insults and tortured many more, he was even about to sacrifice Erza. Her name echoed in his head and distracted him from the man talking at the counter. He tried to concentrate for a moment and asked for a room for that night, that's all he needed.
It had been a long time since he had seen her, his own heart squeezed painfully at the thought of her. Longing made it hard to breathe, but at the same time her name lit up his insides. To his mind came that memory on the beach from long ago when they...almost kissed but he pushed her away, claiming a relationship with someone else. He knew she hadn't believed him, nor did he himself, but he couldn't do it, he couldn't kiss her, not someone like him, someone so vile and dirty for sins.
He knew it without a doubt, that he didn't deserve anything, but that didn't stop him from fantasizing about Erza in the most difficult moments or wondering every day what she would be doing and how badly he wanted to see her. It was the only thing that inspired him, to be able to see her and talk a little, just enough to reassure his inner self of the need to have her by his side.
He arrived at his room and got rid of his clothes, he wanted to wash his clothes to go out tomorrow and take a long bath. He wrapped a towel around his waist, he had been informed at the reception that there were almost no people, besides it was quite late, so he could take that moment alone.
He walked through the wooden corridors until he came outside, seeing the hot springs, it was a lagoon of two joined circles and he approached the nearest one. He entered the water little by little, first his feet, his legs until the water reached his waist. He sat down on the ground, the water reached his chest, he let out an exclamation of satisfaction as he felt the water relaxing his tense muscles, he really needed this. He sank at some point to wet his hair and face.
He leaned his elbows on the shore and raised his face to see the clear sky, it looked really immense and starry, as if at any moment he could be absorbed by the sky in its dense darkness. He would always find his way home though, because he had a light that always guided him, a scarlet light.
He wondered what she would be doing at that moment and when he would next see her. It's not like he was going to forget her face, he had it tattooed in his mind, her dark eyes, her scarlet hair, that warm smile and her lips...he missed her so much. What more would he want than to be able to have her in front of him and catch her in his arms, if he wasn't so unworthy... could he stop himself?
He hated and loathed the version that had been in the past, he knew it hadn't been him, he had been told ad nauseam, that he had been controlled, but he could have avoided it or resisted it. He did unpleasant and avoidable things but... would he turn back time to avoid being taken to the tower of paradise and have the life he promised his mother, being a member of the magical council like Siegrain? He knew the answer without hesitation, absolutely not.
He loved his mother and it still hurt to have lost her almost close to his father's death from illness. But if he had not been torn from his village and taken to the tower of paradise, he would never have met Erza and that was something he would never trade for anything. He had had a terrible childhood and adolescence, suffering the worst things and without being aware of anything, he had been humiliated, used, hated and tortured, but it had all been worth it to meet Erza.
If he had gone to magic school as he had intended, he would not have met her, their lives would not have crossed. Unfortunately their first meeting had been in the tower of paradise, that place that had changed a before and after in their lives. And he would not erase it in spite of that.
He felt his body more relaxed and warmer, the terminal waters always had that effect, he should remember to do it more often. He didn't know how long he had been in there thinking about the Fairy tail mage, his best thoughts and memories, he always got carried away. But it was time to get out, so he got up, taking the extra towel he had brought and got out of the water. He walked across the stone floor that directed him towards the back entrance of the inn, he ran his hand through his hair, combing his hair and pushing it aside to get rid of some of the moisture in his hair, when his dark eyes caught the figure on the other side of the terminal water.
He was about to look away and enter the inn, but his eyes caught a scarlet color.
He stood still, his hand in his hair, the cold running through his body and his cheeks flushed as he watched the person in the hot spring water, her red hair, her moon-like skin tinging her cheeks red from the heat of the water and her large eyes watching him.
“Erza?” His voice sounded unsure.
“Jellal?”
He stared at her, with a small tray with a bottle of sake next to her and a glass in her hands, the light of the full moon reflecting her white skin and highlighting her hair even more. She looked so masterfully beautiful, for he was sure it was a dream. He had thought about her so much, he was somehow hallucinating. His mind was playing a trick on him, a placebo to his constricted heart that longed to see her again. But the image wouldn't go away even though the cold air hit his body, could it be...?
“Are you really here? What are you doing here?”
Erza shifted uneasily in her place, her heart pounding at the image in front of her, of Jellal with a small towel around his waist, his shapely body uncovered and that attractive position, it was hard to keep her sanity and even more so with alcohol in her blood.
“I... came on a mission and the inn was on my way," he added after finding his voice in the back of his throat. “And you?”
“Something similar” He knew that their guilds had different objectives, so meeting each other was totally unbelievable.
They both stood looking at each other not knowing what to do or say, it was not something usual to meet alone like that and with the tension floating between them for being so physically vulnerable.
“Well I...” Jellal knew he should leave, that he should go to his room and maybe they could eat together afterwards, something he still thought was a dream or a rather strong stroke of luck.
“Do you want to come in?” Erza said at the same time.
The two looked at each other in confusion, cheeks flushed and not knowing what to do. Jellal looked away, could he pretend he hadn't heard her? He knew better, his whole body was asking him to come closer to her, to enjoy that intimate moment, but his rationing with his morality told him to leave and put as much distance as he could even if he didn't want to.
Before he knew it his legs were moving, entering the water and trying to convince himself that he was seeking shelter from the cold air that froze his body as he exited the terminal water and not immediately entering the inn. He swallowed saliva as he sat down next to her, not knowing what to do and unable to look at her.
“Really seeing you here is the last thing I expected.” Erza's voice came from beside him, forcing him to look at her.
He saw the female and inevitably his eyes lowered to the female body and he chided himself for that. He shouldn't do that. He saw her pour two glasses of sake and offered him one, he took it feeling in an unreal dream was he really in the terminal waters with Erza, just the two of them? He could feel the tension caress the back of his neck. He lifted the glass to his lips and drank it all at once, feeling the liquor burn his throat.
Erza brought the bottle closer and poured sake back into his glass.
“I still think it's a dream, a wonderful one.” He looked at the glass in his hand and as part of the worries he had seemed to relax, "I have missed you so much.”
She watched him with her heart pounding in her throat, what had he just said? Jellal was always very reserved with his thoughts or feelings involving them, but to say it so openly and without hesitation...it seemed so unreal.
“Do you really mean it?” She thought she was hallucinating at the time.
She had gone on a mission to a nearby part of the area and had decided to relax at that inn, with some sake to help dilute the thoughts of Jellal that had been haunting her. She always wondered what he would be doing and if maybe at some point he would be thinking about her.
She always thought there was something between them, the tension always surfaced when they were together and it was most evident in the almost kiss they had given each other but he had rejected her, and although she knew his excuse was false, a little insecurity arose from her What could be so strong that what she thought existed between them was not possible? For that reason she considered that perhaps it was not as strong as she had imagined.
He took another drink from his cup and stared at her side, feeling his tongue loosen at the thoughts that invaded him.
“I am always thinking of you, you are what calms me every night and what drives me to get up every day.”
Suddenly she came up to him, placing her hand on his shoulder and pressing her body against his, his own body reacted to that approach and he shuddered.
“Erza?” she stammered.
“I miss you so much all the time anyway..." She came closer to his face and he could feel the female breath.
The adrenaline running through his body, warming up at that closeness and his body longing to have her closer, but the little rationing he had left because of the presence of alcohol told him that he should move away, take distance and remember that he had to do much more to deserve her.
“Don't do this...” That was all his rational side dared to say.
The female lips ran along his cheek, lightly tasting the drops of water running down the male face. But Erza wasn't really thinking, she could only hear her heart racing too fast and the uncontrollable urge to want to touch him and taste his lips as she had long wanted to do. She had had a couple of drinks before Jellal arrived, her impulses and desires had led her to move and end that absurd distance between them.
She had repressed her feelings for so long and alcohol allowed her to be more honest with what she felt and wanted. She was very conscious in what she was doing, but she knew that without those glasses of Sake she wouldn't have dared to approach or tell him to stay with her, she would behave properly, holding back. It was always that way, being patient for him to take a step, to decide something, but she didn't want to do that anymore.
“Why not?”
“Because if you keep doing this..." He felt his voice catch in his throat and flinched as Erza's lips caressed his jaw. “I won't be able to control myself.”
Erza pulled away and looked him straight in the eyes.
“I don't want you to control yourself.”
Jellal felt his heart stop as he heard those words and saw Erza lean toward him and press her lips against his. His heart awoke and throbbed violently in his chest at the taste of the female lips he had fantasized about so much. He thought about pulling away, leaving out his desires as he had done on the beach some time ago, but his inner self purred with longing and yearning, so without thinking he wrapped his lips against hers in a tender and sweet kiss, which shook them both to the core.
Then that fire that had burned between the two of them for so long was empowered and unleashed, without any limits whatsoever. Jellal encircled her against his arms, drawing her to him and sitting her on his lap as he devoured the female lips with desperation, with urgency, need, as if he needed them to live, something that was really true. He needed her to keep breathing, he could keep her walking and moving if Erza was by his side. He delighted in the taste of her lips, like juicy, tempting strawberries, his hands pressed her waist tightly.
Erza opened her mouth in an attempt to follow Jellal's movements and he thrust his tongue into her mouth, playing with her tongue and throwing waves of pleasure between them. Until Erza moaned as he pressed his body harder against hers. That managed to send a sharp current of electricity through his body and he pulled her away from his mouth, watching her. Her lips red and swollen from the round of kisses, her cheeks flushed and her eyes narrowed. Her moan had been the most intoxicating sound he had ever heard in his life.
“Erza...”
She moved her hand towards his torso and caressed it, following the contour of his muscles, a really sensual figure, he was very attractive and her own body was burning to be so close, until Erza felt a bulge under his ass and a new current was unleashed in her organism, did he...? She looked down and could see him, his crotch raised.
“I desire you so much” She moved closer, kissing him on the neck, feeling him shudder.
“I... I... I...” Jellal tried to think but nothing came to his mind, only her body so close and her taste clinging to his lips.
“I need you so much... I need you to touch me or I'm going to burn.”
Those words were enough for him to lose that morality that was trying to get out and he moved closer, trapping the female lips against his and kissing her fiercely. That thing he had always hoped for, that he had wanted and wished for, to be with her. He knew he wasn't worthy of having her, that he shouldn't do it, that everything he believed in and manage to redeem himself, but he decided to send all that to hell.
He was willing to do it all his life, to act in the right way for her and to be able to stay by her side as he was at that moment.
He felt the female hand on his crotch and his whole body shuddered violently, letting out an exclamation over her lips. The decision led him to carry her in his arms, she crossed her legs at his hips and he began to move towards the inn, without stopping kissing and focusing only on them.
Somehow that neither was aware of they reached Jellal's room, and lay down on the futon on the floor, giving each other between intense kisses, setting both of their insides on fire and both of them seeking to drain it. He pulled away and took the towel that still encircled the female body with his teeth and pushed it aside, revealing that which had often caught his attention and which he himself had reprimanded himself from looking at. He saw the two raised, hard nipples, so exquisitely delicious that without waiting, he ran his tongue over one.
Erza shuddered and arched her back as he followed that up, flicking his tongue effusively over both nipples and her exclamations at how good it felt. Jellal watched as she pressed her lips together in an attempt to hold back, so he caught one of her nipples between his lips and bit it lightly, causing her to moan.
Jellal sucked on her nipple, sending waves of pleasure to the female crotch that is on fire as she feels the male hands following the curves of her body, touching her with his fingertips and sending electric shocks of pleasure to every inch of her body. She held him by the hair and tugged on him as moans escaped more easily from her lips. Jellal caressed her legs and soon his hand moved to her crotch, wrenching another moan from the female mouth.
She was completely wet and that made him himself feel a shudder of pleasure at the thought that he could enter easily. But he resisted, released her nipple and descended leaving kisses all over the female body, unleashing more discharges in Erza's body. Slowly he left her body marked, occasionally sucking, when he reached her legs he ran his tongue along the exposed skin and observed the wet pussy.
His own body demanded that he go there more, that he taste her all he wanted, but he wanted to take his time, he wanted her to enjoy being with him, for that moment to be special and for her to feel how much he loved her. He plunged his mouth into her wet pussy and flicked his tongue around, feeling her shudder at the way he moved his tongue. He could feel her taste and how lubricated she was, his dick shuddered at how desperate he was to enter, but he held back, enjoying that area with his mouth.
Erza moaned and held her hair tightly, trying to resist burning alive from the sheer amount of pleasure she felt. She couldn't take it anymore, so she pushed him away and he ended up sitting up. She crawled closer and Jellal didn't take his eyes off her, until he saw her touch his crotch above the towel.
“You don't have to do that..." He let out a satisfied exclamation as she pulled the towel away and his erection was exposed. “Erza, I love you and I really don't deserve any of this and you...”
She took his dick between her hand and masturbated him, Jellal dropped his head down, shocked by the shattering pleasure he felt, he thought he was in heaven. Soon he felt something wet and warmth enveloping his cock and when he looked, she had his erect cock in her mouth. He opened his mouth to say something but she began to move her mouth and he let out a louder exclamation, it felt so good, he thought he was going to burn.
Erza ran her tongue all over the hard, hot erection, sucking and taking him all the way down her throat. She wanted him to feel good about that, plus the fact that coming to this, she was really enjoying it. She couldn't remember how much she had wanted to leave all that formal distance between them and get to the intimacy and let out everything they had repressed.
“Please come up..." He murmured, feeling the vibrations in his cock. “Let me do it...”
She pulled his cock out of her mouth and smiled at him, Jellal stood up and wrapped his arms around her again, kissing her again tenderly as he positioned himself on top of her. He kissed her showing how much he loved her and how important she was to him. The tip of his dick felt the wet entrance, begging to taste her. He took it in his hands and looked at Erza once more.
“Do you really want to do it?”
“You can't ask me this after all we've done. -He was always so insecure about matters involving them,”
Jellal finally thrust his hips and slowly entered the female intimacy, she stood still, trying to get used to the sheer size that filled her, it felt hot and overwhelming. He stood still waiting for her to get used to it, but everything inside him was on fire at how tight and hot Erza's insides felt, the pleasure was clouding his vision.
“I'm going to move...”
It was more of a warning than a question, so he moved his hips back, pulling him out a little and soon slipped him back in. Erza shuddered in his arms, the pleasure captivating her intoxicatingly. Jellal kept moving again and again, until his movements were faster and more accurate. The penetrations were forceful and strong, filling his entire body with pleasure. Erza moaned loudly at the pleasure that stunned her, how it went so deep and she thought she would die of satisfaction, it felt so intoxicating and delectable, driving her to delirium.
“Jellal!” She kept screaming his name and he leaned down to trap her lips between his, getting even more excited to hear her scream.
“I'm going to come" he increased his thrusts even more, unable to stop himself, the pleasure was blinding him, and he kissed her more intensely.
An unbearable surge shook her and shudders came in her pussy as the orgasm filled her completely. Jellal cummed at once, feeling all that fire inside her draining away and her own heart about to burst out.
He stood still for a moment before moving out and lying down next to her, both of them sweating from the intense sex session. Jellal rolled over, pulling her into his body, she lay her head on his chest, listening to his heart pounding.
“You don't know how much I love you.” He whispered close to her ear and kissed her hair.
“I've loved you for so long that I don't remember it...”
“Let me be by your side and I... I will be a man who can deserve you.”
“You don't need to prove anything to me, Jellal.” She moved, resting her chin on his chest and looking at him. “I have long belonged to you.”
Jellal felt his heart shudder at that confession, they had known for a long time that something was going on between them, but they had always held back. For the first time they had been honest with themselves.
“You can call me Siegrain" He had given up his name, but he knew that with Erza, he could be himself.
They had both booked their room to leave early in the morning, but the reality was that they ended up staying together for the whole weekend, letting out everything they had been repressing and loving each other as they had been doing for a long time and without limit.