Chapter 1

Spirit x Soul! Yaoi with eventual lemons! Don't like don't read! I typically only write/read yaoi, but I can guarantee that this first chapter has a bit of Yuri and future chapters may have Yuri and straight lemons, but mainly Yaoi.

Soul walked home alone, hoping Maka hadn't finished dinner already. He'd had yet another encounter with her crazy father threatening to do ridiculous, yet somehow believable, things to him if he hurt Maka. Of course he wouldn't hurt Maka, though. Not only was she his meister, but he was all but too sure she had no feelings for him.

His own feelings didn't really matter. Maka was a great friend for a long time, and he never even considered whether or not he had feelings for her. Crazy as it might seem, he developed new crushes and lost interest in others every other week. Nobody knew that, though. That would be uncool, and Soul was cool. Right?

He kicked a rock as he neared the apartment he shared with Maka and, unfortunately, Blair. As soon as the work with Brew had finished she'd jumped ship and abandoned the tech specialist to return to her friends. Funny, Blair was always around and flaunting herself around, but Soul had never really crushed on her before. Probably because he sees here naked every day and the first time they met he had faceplanted into her bare bosom. That was so uncool, so he tried hard to forget about it.

He ran up the stairs to the apartment, hands casually in his pockets. Upon entering the apartment though, he wished he'd taken his time getting home. The sight before him froze his heart, possibly because all the heat went to his crotch.

Blair, as usual, was wearing no clothes at all, but the surprise was the equally nude figure below her whose face was being smothered in Blair's enormous breasts the the cat-woman purred with pleasure. "Oh yes, Maka-San!" Blair said as the tiny figure beneath her moved he face to plant her mouth on a single firm nipple.

Soul stood in continued shock as he finally saw the face of Maka, greedily sucking on Blair's breast. Soul had only barely opened the door and so had not been noticed, and he didn't know what to do. By all means Maka could do whatever she wanted, but on the couch right in front of the door when she was expecting Soul home at any moment?

Soul blushed deeply and retreated out the door, closing it quietly. He waked a moment before texting Maka:
'Hey, just left the school. Sry. Be home in twenty. Dinner ready?'
He walked down the stairs and paused to read the response when his phone vibrated.
'K see you then. Thought you were making dinner tonight?'
Soul shook his head. 'Guess she was a bit distracted,' he thought sarcastically to himself.
'I'll pick something up then. Gimme half an hour.'
Now he'd have to find some food from somewhere nearby as well as taking care of his... Friend.

Soul blushed as he gently felt at the protrusion in his pants. He couldn't very well take care of it out in public, or else somebody might walk in on him like he'd walked in on Maka and Blair. Instead he went into the garage where he kept his motorbike and sat in the swiveling mechanic's chair. The bag on his bike had a small bottle of lotion inside. Not because he used it a lot. That wouldn't be cool at all for a guy. Maka always complained about needing to moisturizer after practice, and she never carried a purse.

Soul smiled as he squeezed out a generous amount of the vanilla scented lotion onto his hand, while the other hand was busy working his pants and boxers off of his hips. When they finally came free his erect member flung itself up to a near upright position, splashing some precum on Soul's face. So not cool.

He rubbed the fancy smelling lubricant onto his hard cock. He massaged it into his rock hard shaft before moving up to his throbbing head. He gasped and moaned at the touch of his own hand. He very rarely did this, and he was very sensitive. Soul continued to moan quietly in pleasure, remembering the scene he'd walked in on.

It didn't take long before he was going as fast as he could, slapping sounds being made from his balls moving with the forceful motion of his hand. It added an air reality to his solo-sex life, and he soaked the sound in as if it were his genitals smacking against another person's body.

As soon as that thought came, so did he. He shot his streams of hot cum up in the air to last all over himself and the garage floor. After only a few seconds of revelry Soul hurriedly began to clean up, starting with his clothes. Even though the material of his jacket didn't absorb liquid, the semen would still stain it if it sat for too long. That done he moved on to cleaning off his retreating member and finally wiping the last remnants of his activities from the floor.

Content with the state of the area and himself, Soul left the garage and decided to go to the noodle shop across the street. He got some teriyaki for himself and Maka, and just some noodles and raw fish for Blair. Though she spent most of her time in the form of a human, she still very much had the tastes of a cat.

This time when he returned to the apartment he texted Maka first, just to be safe.
'Hey, got the food. Mind getting the door for me so I don't have to make two trips?'
He heard some shuffling around inside and some disappointed mews from Blair before the door finally opened, Maka's hair still disheveled from her activities, but at least she had clothes on. The same could not be said for Blair, but that was expected.

"Hey sorry I took so long," Soul said as he walked in and set the food down on the table. "I hope you weren't too bored without me around." He flashed a toothy grin at the girls, knowing they were not bored at all.

"Course not!" Maka said with a grin of her own. "Blair's a handful, but we managed to stay busy." Blair purred and playfully clawed in their direction, most likely at Maka.

Soul nodded. "Right, let's eat then."