WARNING: GRAPHIC, JERZA CENTRIC, SEXUAL CONTENT

If you do not want to read about Jellal and Erza having sex in Jellal's room for the Grand Magic Games, stop reading here and don't come back.

DISCLAIMER: Hiro Mashima owns Fairy Tail. I do not. If I did, there would only be two characters and it would be called "Jerza and Their Sexual Escapades". Okay, maybe not. But the point is that I don't own Fairy Tail and probably shouldn't anyway.

Please enjoy!

Chapter Two - No Holding Back

Erza smiled as Jellal carried her in his arms. He, apparently, was in a hurry, because he felt the need to use Meteor to get them back to his hotel room. He didn't set her down, even after they entered the room. Instead, he kissed her passionately, making her legs feel weak enough that she was glad to not be standing. He walked over to the edge of his bed and dropped her onto it.

"Do you have a roommate?" she asked, a little worried when she noticed the other bed in the room.

"Laxus told me that he won't be back tonight," Jellal said, climbing on top of her. "He went to see Mirajane."

"I knew they were together!" Erza said. She gasped as Jellal pressed his lips to her neck, completely forgetting everything else. He licked the spot just under her ear, making her shudder with pleasure. She gripped his shoulders as his tongue made a path along the underside of her jaw. He pulled her turtleneck down slightly so he could leave a nice mark on her pulse-point. His hot breath on her neck seemed to heat her entire body, particularly the place between her legs.

"I like your outfit," he said, sitting up and raking his eyes over her. "However, it's quite in my way at the moment." Erza blushed at his words, and even more at his next actions. He slid his hands underneath her shirt, feeling his way past her stomach and to the outside of her bra. "Is this alright?" he asked her, suddenly seeming nervous.

"I thought you said I only had one chance to protest," she reminded him.

"I don't want to make you uncomfortable," he said, redness tinting his cheeks. "If you don't want this, you don't have to-"

"I want this," she interrupted. "I agreed to this because I want it. I want you."

His unsure expression shifted back to a lustful one as he squeezed her breasts. She gasped at the sensation, but smiled, to make sure he knew he was doing the right thing. He massaged them for a moment and Erza let out a small moan. He retracted his hands, causing her to be disappointed, but he just pulled her into a sitting position and lifted the shirt up and off of her. As soon as he had divested her of that, he pushed her onto her back once more and continued kneading her through her bra.

"These are impossibly soft," he murmured. "How do you not play with them all day?"

Erza blushed madly and didn't answer. He leaned down to kiss her, meanwhile seeking out her nipples through the thin, lacy fabric. She made a squeaking moaning sound when he tweaked one of them slightly. He smirked at her and reached underneath her to unclasp her bra. Once he got it off of her, he tossed it away and resumed playing with her hardened nipples.

"Mmmmm," she moaned as he kissed down her neck and to her exposed chest. He continued to squeeze one of her breasts with one hand, but replaced his other hand with his mouth, gently sucking on her nipple. "Oh!" she exclaimed, wondering just how much stimulation she could handle. "Oh, Jellal."

He gave her breast a long, languid lick before speaking.

"I like when you say my name like that," he told her, making her flustered and causing her legs to twitch strangely.

His unoccupied hand traveled down to the apex of her thighs, lifting up her short skirt. He pressed a finger against her already wet underwear and raised his eyebrows as she gasped loudly. He flicked her nipple once before letting his other hand join the first. His fingers hooked underneath her underwear's waistband and dragged them down her legs. He tossed them the same way as her bra and sat back to admire his work.

"Jellal," she breathed, sitting up and reaching out for him. "You're still wearing all these clothes." She yanked the mask from around his neck and started unraveling bandages. Her fingers traced his bare chest once it was revealed, finding a path down to his navel. "You..." she said slowly, "are very attractive."

It was his turn to blush again as he shivered under her touch. He pushed her hands away and stood up to rid himself of his pants and shoes. Erza only got a second to look before he jumped back on the bed, shoving her down onto the pillow and kissing her roughly. She gasped and he slid his tongue around hers. His hands were on her breasts again, squeezing and prodding and making her soak the sheets.

"I love you," he said, taking her wrists and pinning them above her head before positioning himself so that his tip was pressed to her entrance.

Erza could hardly believe the situation she was in. She had read enough erotic novels and had enough fantasies that it seemed ridiculous to actually be in one. The object of her fantasies kissed her once again, reaching down to touch her clit as he began to slide himself into her. He went slowly at first, letting Erza adjust to being filled up. About halfway in, he pulled a little ways out and moved the hand playing with her clit to rest on her hip.

She was about to protest when he gripped her hip tightly and pushed himself all the way into her in one solid thrust. She cried out and her back arched, but he didn't stop there. He began a steady pace - in and out and in and out and Erza had never felt anything so good in her entire life. The taste of strawberry cheesecake didn't compare. After a few minutes, Jellal sped up and thrust harder.

"Oh, yes!" Erza moaned. "Oh, Jellal! Yes! Oh!"

She couldn't help the sounds she made. As much as she tried to remain dignified, it was impossible. She momentarily wondered how soundproof the walls were. That thought fizzled when Jellal started to pump into her even more roughly. Erza nearly screamed his name, which only seemed to encourage him to pound her harder.

"Oh, Erza," he groaned, releasing her wrists so that he could take hold of her hips with both hands and hold them still as he entered her over and over again.

Erza gripped the sheets so tightly her knuckles turned white. She was panting and moaning and shouting with each intense thrust. Jellal didn't seem like he would be stopping anytime soon, but Erza could feel something building up inside of her. It was getting to be too much to contain. She let out a shout as the intensity washed over her, making her see stars.

"Jellal!" she shouted as she came.

He didn't slow down. If anything, he sped up, causing Erza to twitch and convulse out of her control. He kept a tight hold on her hips, continually plunging into her at a more and more erratic pace. She was thinking that she might climax again before he did, when he rammed himself all the way into her and held himself there. She could feel his sperm shoot into her and it almost brought her to another orgasm.

"Ahh," he gasped, his still lustful eyes gazing down at the ravished redhead lying beneath him. "Erza," he said. "I love you."

"I love you, too," she panted. She looked down at the place where they were still connected. "I can't believe we've never done this before."

"We'll just have to do it a lot more to make up for that," he said, making her face flush red. He pulled out of her and replaced his limp member with his fingers, sharply inserting them with no warning. Erza yelped as he started pumping his fingers into her while using his other hand to play with her clit. "You're so wet, Erza," he growled sexily. "Are you ready for more?"

He didn't give her an opportunity to answer. He flipped her onto her stomach and pulled her wrinkled skirt off of her. Then he lifted her hips up and spread her legs apart, so that her knees could support her. She tried to prop her front half up with her arms, but collapsed when she felt his warm tongue against her folds. She gasped when he pressed it inside of her, licking her walls fervently.

"Oh!" she yelped. "Oh, yes. Oh, yes. Oh, yes! Jellal! Yes! JELLAL!"

With the last scream of his name, she came hard on his face. He licked up the liquid, but didn't allow her to get up from her bent over position. Instead, he got on his knees and brought his member, which had hardened again, to her dripping opening. In one fluid motion, he slammed into her, making her shout into the pillow. He was even more rough than the previous time, driving into her with extreme force.

Erza wasn't complaining. She was too busy screaming his name in absolute bliss. She grasped the headboard, shoving herself back onto him each time he thrust forward. He leaned over her and reached around to play with her breasts. She moaned and glanced over her shoulder to see him lick her shoulder blade.

"Ohh, Erza," he grunted, shoving himself as far as he would fit inside of her.

He pounded her hard and she loved every second. It was so much better than her erotic novels. The feeling of him stretching her and filling her, over and over, faster and deeper. She couldn't get enough. She shook with pleasure.

"Oh, yes," she gasped. "Yes, Jellal. Harder, please. Oh, Jellal."

He complied with her request, thrusting even more forcefully. The bed was creaking and hitting the wall each time Jellal slammed into her. It was making a dent, but Erza didn't care. She was coming close to completion once again. Her moans grew louder and higher in pitch as she climaxed at the same time as Jellal, who spurted into her with a cry of ecstasy.

Erza collapsed onto the bed and he rolled over to lie next to her. She smiled at the slight sheen of sweat covering them both. He ran his fingers through her hair as he gazed lovingly at her. She couldn't have been happier. After both of them had managed to calm their breathing, Jellal smirked at Erza.

"I hope you know that I'm not finished with you yet," he said into her ear. "I don't know when I'll see you next after the Grand Magic Games ends, so I'm going to have you as much as I can right now."

Erza's heart rate shot up at his words. How much stamina did he have?

You'd think I would get tired of writing this sort of stuff, but I don't. It's easier to read than to write, though. So, all of you should go write some so I don't have to as much. Jerza needs more smut.

Thanks for reading!