Against the Will
For Spawnspectre- Hope you enjoy this.
Soul:
I sat there, the desire burning inside of me. Ever since I met that girl and her large sword, I have never been the same. I have these urges, violent urges, and they are becoming hard to fight. Worse off today is her birthday. Maka is 16 today, I thought about doing something but right now, I am looking in the bedroom at her. She is asleep on the bed, taking a nap. I want her, bad. She's still a virgin, I fight the black blood brewing in my veins, and the fire in my loins but it won't. That is it I am doing it.
I climb on top of the bed, her small chest rises and falls as she dreams, I undo her tie. She stirs and wakes up. "Soul? What are you doing?" she says. I clamp my hand over her mouth and rip open her top; her breasts are so small but so perfect. I kiss her chest. Moving my hand off her mouth she gasps "Soul, stop!" She shouts. I ignore her and pull her plaid skirt down, revealing her white panties. "No please Soul, don't do it!" She pleads with me. Tears fill her eyes. Screw her heartbreak. I slide them off her and unbutton my pants. She is terrified; she tries to get off the bed. I slam her down hard. I grab some lotion off the nearby nightstand and prepare myself. She tries to kick me. I grab her ankles, lift them over me, and enter. "Soul, stop it hurts!" She screams, I ignore her and continue. She whimpers and cries. I see a spot of blood on my member. I broke her, I laugh maniacally. I go on, thrusting as she screams and pleads for me to stop. I slap her across the face to remind her who is in control. I can't go on; I pull out and fire on her stomach. She curls into a ball and cries. "Soul, Soul why?" I come to my senses. What have I done! I go in the bathroom; turning on the shower full blast, I sit on the floor of the tub and cry.
Maka:
I knew this day would come, the day the black blood would take over. I didn't even expect him to be so forceful nor rape me. I mean I wanted to have rough sex, even though I had never done it before. I have heard Tsubaki talk about it, how Black Star ties her up, how tough he is with her. I don't know how to feel. One part of me feels violated, the other feels strangely turned on. I touch myself down there. My god I am turned on, I don't know if I should go in there now and tell him or let him cry himself to death.
Soul:
I awake in our bed, I remember the rape, Maka screaming, what was that all about? I don't feel comfortable here I am going to the couch.
Maka: I am such a pervert, I actually enjoyed being raped by him. The thoughts of him violating me make me touch myself over and over. Why am I so turned on by this.
Soul:
The next morning I wake on the couch, the events of the previous day a memory, I go in to check on her. Surprisingly she is sitting up, awake and smiling.
"Maka, about yesterday, I let the black blood take over, I know you probably can't forgive me for this. I'm sorry." I say. She crawls like a cat toward me and kisses me sensually on the lips, her tongue mingling with mine.
"Soul, if you wanted our first time to be rough you could have just said so. I actually kind of got turned on." She says. She then spreads her legs; she isn't wearing underwear, a bit of honey glistens in the sunlight. "Ready for round two big boy?" She says. Oh yes I am, I am more than ready. She whispers in my ear, " Happy Birthday Soul" she says. How did she remember we had the same birth date?