"....."
Unlike a regular pillow that was only soft and would make one's head sink deep, Erza's thighs had a certain springy quality that made them comfortable to lie on, and her scent was just too womanly that it made his body strangely uncomfortable.
Still, Kira was surprised by Erza's action, as this woman gave him a lap pillow.
Didn't she have someone that she liked?
When Kira thought of Erza's relationship with a certain blue-haired character who often talked about punishment and strange delusions, he knew that despite often flashing her naked body and having an intimate exchange with Natsu and Gray, her heart was only for a certain someone.
So, Kira had never thought to get close to Erza, especially when he had Mirajane, and there was also Lucy.
Yet, unexpectedly, Erza suddenly entered his room and even gave him a lap pillow!
Naturally, Kira was surprised, and he quickly raised his body. "Sorry." He tried to wake up since he was afraid that if he continued this way, a certain part of his body would react. Even though his feelings said no, his body was honest.
Erza was a beautiful woman and had a lewd body.
If her personality was gentler, then the number one female mage that one would want to have as a girlfriend might be her rather than Mirajane.
Only when Kira was about to get up, his chest was pressed so hard that he coughed and couldn't breathe!
"Stay still!"
Erza forced Kira to stay on her lap as she looked at him helplessly. "Even though you were at your limit, you forced yourselves to help me and follow my selfishness, so at least, let me do this for you."
If she didn't appear desperate, then would Kira even force herself on him?
When Erza saw his exhausted face as he laid on the bed, seemingly completely out, and then saw his uncomfortable expression, she put him on her lap as she gently caressed his face and hair, thinking that reliable man that supported her and trusted her, appeared so strangely weak and vunerable during his sleep, especially when she saw his uncomfortable expression as if he was haunted by something during his sleep.
If one looked closely, they would notice faint wet marks on her skirt from his tears, but Erza didn't say anything and just let him lie on her lap.
"...I won't move, so don't push my chest too hard. I can't breathe!"
"Oh...'
As Erza blushed, feeling embarrassed, Kira took a greedy, deep breath as he calmed down. Still, looking at her, who didn't wear her armor and only her normal clothes on the bed with him on her lap, strangely enough, he felt like her love somehow.
"...what are you doing here?"
"There is only one room that is ready," Erza said calmly.
"..." Kira.
Liar, he thought, but he didn't bother to expose her lie since he knew well that several rooms existed in this building, and they were ready to stay on any moment, so why did she stay in his room?
"....."
Kira decided to erase his dirty thoughts by thinking of something else. The room was relatively dim as the only light that was turned on was the table lamp, and it was night, so the outside was completely dark. Still, the current situation made him even more conscious of Erza, who stayed so close by his side that she gave him a lap pillow that felt cool and comfortable on his face.
Erza's skirt was short, and her white, slender thighs appeared so clear and tempting despite the dark environment.
Sighing inwardly, Kira once again tried to calm himself as he looked at Erza, who wasn't wearing her armor, which was strangely weird as he knew her armor wasn't worn because of her hobby or because of who she was. Instead, she wore that armor because of her past trauma, and because of that, he apologized, "I am sorry."
"...why did you apologize?" Erza asked with confusion.
"I told you to release your armor before."
Erza's heart skipped a beat as if a secret that she had kept was revealed. "...have you realized it before?"
"No."
"Then?"
"I didn't realize it before, but I saw your expression was slightly uncomfortable when I told you to release your armor when I took you to fly, so I thought... There must be other reasons why you wore it. I am not sure why, but I know that it must be hard on you—"
"Don't apologize!" Erza quickly stopped his apology as she said, "It should be who should thank you. If you hadn't told me that, I would still be wearing my armor now."
Wearing her armor might appear normal, and no one would think of it as weird, especially when Erza was a powerful mage; so people would think of her as just prepared for a battle any moment, but she knew well that she wore this armor because she was afraid of the world itself as if the monster from the past would come to haunt her, eating her, killing her from the inside.
Yet, when Kira was by her side, that feeling disappeared; when he hugged her tightly at that time, she felt all of that fear disappear, and that was why she came to his room, staying by his side; then as expected, when he was by his side, she no longer needed her armor and she could be herself without a worry.
Kira might think that what he did was nothing special, but it helped her a lot.
"That's good, then..." Kira was relieved that Erza easily forgave him, but he hoped she would leave. "But can... You leave me alone for a bit?"
"Why?!"
"I—"
Kira wanted to escape, but Erza pushed him down, pressing him to the bed. She started to straddle him, tightly wrapped his waist, so he couldn't escape.
"Stay down! You are tired, right? Then, you should stay quiet!"
"You—"
Kira wanted to lift Erza up, but it was too late. As expected, when her soft buttocks stuck below his waist, a natural reaction of every "normal" man toward a beautiful woman happened.
"Hmm?"
Erza was confused when something huge and hard pushed her buttocks until she realized what it was, which made her face quickly turn as scarlet as her beautiful hair.
Those beautiful hairs.
Kira sometimes wondered how it would feel to taint those hairs with his color.
"..."
A strange quiet occurred as their gazes met, which made them unable to think properly.
Unlike when she was with Gray or Natsu, she could tell that Kira was a man, different and opposite to her, who might become a beast and attack her, but she knew well that he wouldn't do that.
Yet, despite knowing that, she did all of this, tempting him, which made her think that she was such a dirty woman.
"Sorry..."
Kira apologized. "Maybe... I am just too tired." Yes, he was tired, especially when he had faced many things that made him stressed, especially those battles that forced him to fight with everything, yet unfortunately, his lover wasn't by his side.
"Sorry, I will leave."
Kira had never thought a spicy development would happen between them, but as he tried to leave, escaping, Erza didn't let him and pressed him strongly as she moved her waist lightly, which made his hardened part rub against her precious place that was never touched by anyone or felt this sensation.
Despite just a slight movement, Kira, who subconsciously sought this pleasure, also moved his waist, which made Erza sigh comfortably. Her knowledge in this area wasn't zero, as she loved to read lewd romance novels to forget all the stress she encountered, but it would be her first time to experience what those characters in the novels did in the story.
Her hand lightly caressed his handsome face, which suited her taste, as her breath grew harder. "...you reacted this way even though you have a girlfriend?"
"...don't do this, Erza. You will regret this."
It might be fine if Kira didn't say that, but for Erza, who had a destructive tendency as if trying to kill herself in many dangerous situations, so she could be released from this painful world.
Reaching his hardened part with an unexpectedly soft hand, Erza grasped his part gently, yet strongly, as she looked at Kira with a gaze that was filled with lust.
"You don't want Mira to know that you react this way to me, right?"
"..."
Kira couldn't even give a proper reaction due to how shocked he was, yet when her lips pressed against his, and the sweet and soft feelings were felt on his lips, his body subconsciously and automatically reacted as she put his large thing inside her then let out a sigh of joy as she forget everything and only focused on the joy of delight from their sexual affair.