Everything was quiet in the room except for the sound of the two breathing. They stared at eachother, smiling. They said absolutely nothing. The girl sat on the boy's lap and the boy had his hands on her hips. Their foreheads were pressed together. The girl leaned in and kissed the boy, and the boy kissed back. They explored the other's mouth.
Her hands wandered and started to pull up his shirt. They broke the kiss so he could finish removing his shirt. He tossed it on the ground and went back to kissing her. Her hands began to wander once again and she traced the scar on his chest, it's been so many years, and it's already starting to disappear. He shivered at her touch, but didn't break the kiss. His hands travelled up her shirt and to her back and he unbuckled her bra. One of her bra straps fell down.
They broke their kiss once again to catch their breath and to remove her shirt and bra. He traced her skin, breathing heavily. Once he had caught his breath, He started to nip and kiss her neck, stopping in one spot and starting to suck. She moaned something resembling his name. He stopped and moved away, examining the spot he made, then brushed his lips against it. She shuddered, but it didn't stop him from making his way down to her chest.
Her hands clenched some of his silver hair. He twirled her ash blonde hair while nipping at her breasts. His free hand moved down to her hips and tugged at her skirt. The girl moved one of her hands down to his jeans and attempted to unbuckle them.
The sound of someone knocking at the door broke the near-silence. The two looked at the door to the room they were in and remembered that they had invited their friends over. The girl got up and grabbed the boy's shirt and threw it on without realizing it. The boy stayed on the bed and watched as she walked out of the room. She answered the door, and became shocked when her friend pointed out she was wearing her lover's shirt, and her whole face turned red when another pointed out her hickey.
She invited them in and went back to the boy's room to grab her shirt and bra. She closed the door and took off his shirt and threw it at him, she put her bra back on and then her shirt. The boy put his shirt back on. She went over to him and whispered the three words everyone loves to hear, ending with his name: "I love you, Soul"
"I love you too, Maka" He whispered back.
I THOUGHT THIS WAS MORE WORDS THAN MY OTHER ONE. hm. oh well. i attempted to be like the cool kids and make a cool lovey dovey fic but i failed whoops. do you know how hard it is to write a fic where you don't mention the names until the very end? it's reallY HARD