Naughty

Daddy's little slut

Erza's POV

Simon and I had a perfect plan to make Jellal furious, Simon is gay, and my best friend, Jellal doesn't know that, our plan was to make Jellal jealous and fuck the sunlight out of me.

He was always so gently with me, when I said "harder" he only went faster but not faster enough, he made love to me, don't get me wrong, I appreciated it but I wanted rough, really rough.

It's 9:00 pm, I'm at a club dancing with Simon and I was having the best time of my life, Jellal is at home, I told him I'm going out with my girl-friend, (which is obviously a lie) he was okay with it and I left, now I'm here with Simon dancing my ass around, I told Simon to make "dirty" videos of me and post them on Snapchat or Instagram, so that Jellal sees it and when I get home I won't be able to walk to next day.

I told Simon about how I wanted to make Jellal jealous, he understood me perfectly and played along, my smirk wouldn't go away the whole night.

Now, Jellal doesn't know that I was with Simon, which will get him angrier that 1- I lied.
2 - I'm with a guy. 3 - I'm dancing like a slut and it will be posted on social media.

But at this moment I don't care, I want him to make me not walk for days — no weeks.

"Erza, I'm about to post it, come look if you like it" Simon shouted, pointing at his phone, I looked at the video of me, dancing like a stripper.

"I look like a... slut" I shouted, making Simon scrunch his eyebrows at me.

"Bitch, you look amazing... plus, it's a good shot to make Jellal insanely jealous" Simon smirks.

He's got a point, and it's true, if I want him to fuck me hard, I gotta play hard.

It was now 10:30, I should've been home 10 mins ago.

"He's seen it, he's seen it, he's seen it" Simon shouted.

Well fuck. Pray for my legs.

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"I'm so drunk" I whined, into Simons arms.

"Wait, I'll get the door" He said, while trying to unlock the door with the key I gave him.

The door opened, seeing the kitchen lights on.

"Get in, thank me later, bye" He smirked and walked away.

"Thanks for the ride, I love you" I shouted.

"Love you too, I WILL PRAY FOR YOU" He shouted mid sentence.

I only smirked and got inside, closed the door and leaned against it, waiting there looking around to see other lights on, to my surprise only the kitchen light was on.

"Jellal" I said, walking into the kitchen, seeing a very angry Jellal sitting on a chair looking at his phone.

"Hi, honey" His anger went away as soon as he saw me.

"Are you okay" I said, standing there.

"Did you have fun?" He mocked.

"Yes, my friends and I are so dr-" I didn't finish my sentence and he walked towards me, pushing me into the wall, I hissed at the pain.

"Did I do something?" I innocently asked, not meaning it at all, I know why he's angry. Take it out on me.

"Quit acting like you don't know what you did" He warned me, his eyes dark from anger, he took my wrists and pinned them against the wall, his face inches away from mine. God.

"Why so angry, Jellal?" I smirked, this will only get him angrier and that's what I wanted.

"You... you dancing in a club with guys, like a fucking whore... have you forgotten who you belong to?" He asked, his body crushing me between the wall and himself.