Sin City
Summers in Death City left many death weapons and meisters bored out of their minds. While several students of Death Weapon Meister Academy returned home over the summer break, there were those who were stuck in the middle of Las Vegas, suffering in the heat of the desert region. Maka Albarn had the chance to leave Vegas for a vacation with her mother, but in spite of everything, especially her seemingly omnipotent father, decided to stay with her friends to hone her skills with Soul now that he was a death scythe. Since they weren't in school, they all had to occupy themselves by other means, which usually meant spending time together.
Maka and Soul had their friends over for movie night to combat complete and utter boredom. They were gathered around the television watching Zombieland in the dark. Maka, Soul, Patty, and Death the Kid sat on the sofa while Tsubaki and Black Star sat on the floor closer to the television. As humorous as the film was for most of the group, Liz cowered in a corner every time a zombie popped onscreen, which was at least every ten seconds. Regardless, they all had fun being in each other's company and watching the film.
"YAHOOOOOO!" Black Star yelled after Zombieland finished, "That movie was so awesome! If we ever had a zombie apocalypse, we'd kick so much ass. We'd put Tallahassee to shame. Isn't that right Tsubaki?"
"Noooooooo!" Liz shouted from her corner, "No zombie apocalypses ever!" She was visibly shaken by the film despite covering her eyes throughout most of it.
"C'mon Liz," Black Star replied, "It's not like they'd stand a chance against us anyway. You're worried about nothing."
"Oddly enough, I have to agree with Black Star," Death the Kid added, "Those asymmetrical bastards wouldn't stand a chance against us at all."
"Zombies! Zombies," Patty cheered while clapping.
All Soul, Maka, and Tsubaki could do was look on with laughter and confusion.
"By the way, thanks for inviting us over again Maka," Death the Kid stated, "It's quite nice to just hang out with you guys than stay in my mansion."
"What else is there to do other all summer than just chill anyway?" Soul replied, "You guys are welcome back any time."
Black Star looked out the window and noticed that the sun was still out, "How about we leave this dump and do stuff in the city."
"No thanks," Maka replied, "Soul and I are just gonna stay in tonight."
"Awww c'mon, Maka. Stop being such a drag. There's more to life than just reading all day."
"You do know that it's the middle of July and scorching outside, right?" Soul inquired.
"Whatever," Black Star replied, "I'm gonna show Death City why I'm so awesome, no matter how hot it is! Let's go, Tsubaki. Let's show these losers how to have fun."
Tsubaki sighed and shook her head in disdain of Black Star's actions, "Yes, Black Star. I see you later, Maka. I'll call you when Black Star and I get in."
Black Star did a quick handshake with Soul and rushed out of the apartment. Tsubaki hastily followed after patting Maka's shoulder.
"Well I suppose we should head off too," Death the Kid said, "Someone has to convince Liz that zombies aren't real."
"Zombies! Zombies!" Patty cheered as her and Death the Kid left the apartment lugging Liz behind them.
After letting their friends out, Soul and Maka let out a heavy sigh from treating their house guests. Both were sweaty and exhausted due to the heat, no matter how strong their air conditioner was.
"Well," Maka began, "we have the house to ourselves now. Took long enough huh?"
"You know we could've just left with Black Star and Tsubaki right?" Soul asked, "Sure as hell would've beaten staying home."
"You said so yourself, Soul. It's scorching out there. Better to suffer inside with an AC than outside with the blazing sun."
"So you're actually just gonna read all night?" Soul inquired, "I don't know, that's pretty uncool."
"Well just so you know, I don't care what you think," Maka retorted.
"Ain't that the biggest lie of the year," Soul muttered under his breath.
"I'm sorry, what was that?" Maka asked as she closed her book, gearing for a Maka chop.
"Errr nothing. I'm gonna take a shower." Soul scurried to the bathroom to avoid the dreaded Maka Chop. Maka reopened her book and headed to her room for a night of reading.
Soul enjoyed every second of his shower. He didn't necessarily need to scrub his body; he just wanted to feel the cold water drench his body. He closed his eyes in attempt to forget about the heat, forget about his sweat, forget about how insecure he felt about his musical ability, and forget about Maka's nagging. For some reason, however, he couldn't seem to get Maka out of his mind. The more he thought about her, the more excited he felt. He couldn't place his finger on it, but Maka creeping his thoughts enticed him.
"Crap," Soul contemplated, "Am I really thinking about Maka now? This feels so weird."
As he scrubbed his body, he imagined Maka's hands touching him all over his body. As much as he might have wanted to, he couldn't stop touching himself, thinking that Maka was there with him. He felt her touch run down his body, tracing his scar and his abs. As soon as his hands drifted below his midsection, he snapped out of his daze and tried his best to maintain his composure.
"Get a hold of yourself Soul," he thought, "it's at least 100 degrees outside and not that much cooler inside. You're hot and bothered, not attracted to your meister, your A-cup meister. Despite that fact that she's your best friend and roommate, despite the fact her legs are amazing, despite how attract…fuck me. No! Screw…no! Damn, I'm a mess."
Meanwhile, Maka was lying on her bed enjoying her book wearing nothing but a tank top and underwear. She had a knack for immersing herself in the books she read, whether great or not so great. This particular novel held her interest mostly because Liz let her borrow it. At first, its sexual nature astonished her but she grew to enjoy it. With every passing word, she rubbed her feet against the mattress in excitement. The best part was that Soul couldn't judge her for reading something so provocative. She never felt so pleasured by reading before.
Soul decided that it would be best if he got out of the shower, but he realized that he forgot to bring a change of clothes with him to the bathroom.
"It's okay, Soul," he thought, "just book it to your room without even noticing Maka and stay in there for the rest of the night, easier than making Patty laugh.
Soul wrapped a towel around his torso and quickly walked towards his room. It felt like a mile long walk for him, as he was practically naked and his roommate could notice him at any time. Just before he entered his room, he heard a moan from Maka's room.
"Ohh crap, Maka's in trouble!" he thought.
Soul kicked his weapon instincts into high gear and backtracked to Maka's room, he peered through and saw her touching herself. His face instantly turned beet red with astonishment. He tried to turn away and repress the sight, but he couldn't help but stay in the doorway.
"You've got to be kidding me!" Maka shouted as she threw her book at Soul's forehead.
"Hey, I thought you were in pain!" Soul replied after dodging the book. Maka's face was crimson in embarrassment as she attempted to cover her body.
"How could you be so damn dense, Soul? Unless you meant to spy on me."
"I didn't mean to do anything! I was on my way to my room and I heard you moan. So yeah, you can call me dense for not thinking of masturbation above every other possibility.
"Whatever Soul, and why are you in a towel anyway."
Maka's idleness irritated Soul at this point, "I was in the shower! Seems like you're losing brain cells from all the 'jilling' off you've been doing."
Maka wanted to give him the mother of all Maka Chops, but her eyes were fixated on the scar that ran down his body. Usually, she looked at the scar with bitter guilt, but this time she felt quite aroused by it. She took more time to study Soul's torso, noticing how toned his abs and pectorals were.
"If you're going to Maka Chop me, now's the time to do so," Soul said with a hint of sarcasm.
"Can you actually hand me the book from the floor?" Maka muttered.
Soul picked the book up from the floor with one hand while holding his towel up around his waist with his other hand. He knew Maka wasn't the greatest catcher in the world, so he would have to personally hand it to her. As he approached her bed, he gave off a heavy blush of embarrassment. He looked into Maka's green eyes and saw a beautiful creature. The way Soul looked into her eyes made Maka blush also. She wanted to turn away after she received her book, but she kept her eyes fixated on Soul.
"Umm, is it getting hotter in here or is it just me?" Soul asked hesitantly.
Maka nearly gasped when Soul spoke but instead licked her upper lip and sat up on her bed, "It's just you."
In one swift motion, Maka wrapped her arms around Soul's neck and collided her lips into his. Soul was astonished and didn't know how to react. Maka kept kissing and pulling him forward but wasn't strong enough to bring him to the bed. Soul was practically frozen and tried to pull away but Maka pulled him back in.
"Maka, what are we doing?" Soul asked.
"Something we should've done a long time ago," Maka muttered back as she gave Soul another kiss. Years of pent-up tension were being released within minutes and they started to get used to this contact. Soul decided there was not point in holding back any longer and picked Maka up into his arms from her bed. His towel fell from around his torso in the process, but he carried her from her room to his. Maka released herself from Soul's arms and kissed him in the doorway. She stood on her toes to match his height while Soul moved his hands down to her waist.
"What are you doing?" Maka panted in between kisses.
"What do you mean?" Soul asked in confusion.
"Your hands."
"You don't like them around your waist?"
"No, so put them somewhere useful."
Picking up on this, Soul slid his hands further down, removing Maka's underwear and picking her up. Maka responded by wrapping her legs around Soul's torso.
"Is this better?" Soul asked.
"Yeah, much better," Maka said as she took off her tank top, fully disclosing her slender body to Soul. Soul proceeded to carry Maka to his bed where they caressed each other passionately. He moved his hand down to her thighs and firmly grasped it. As they kissed, Maka stuck her tongue inside of Soul's mouth. Instead of fending off her tongue with his, Soul shifted his body to nibble her neck, causing her to groan with pleasure.
"Soul," Maka moaned, "I want you."
"I want you too," Soul replied as he kissed her lips. Without looking, he stuck his hand in his bedside table drawer to pull out a condom. He rolled off of Maka to slip the condom on his erect penis. Maka touched herself in anticipation and wished for Soul to take her into ecstasy as soon as possible.
"I'm ready," Soul muttered. He moved himself on top of Maka and began kissing her neck once again. Maka arched her back and tilted her head backward. Soul moved down to kiss her breasts, despite not thinking they were big enough for his liking. When he licked around the areola, she moaned out his name. Soul took this as a reason to keep kissing her all over her body. It was as if he worshipped the body he's made fun of for a long time.
As much as Soul loved kissing Maka, he was anxious to further seduce her. He shifted his body up to slowly thrust himself inside of her. Maka and Soul winced in pain, but neither of them wanted to stop. Soul's kisses were her weakness and her biggest desire; she didn't mind the pain that came with his thrusts because all she could focus on was how much of a great time she was having.
Soul kept a constant motion, pushing steadily while looking at Maka's chest. Soul didn't want to make any awkward movements; he relatively knew what he was doing but didn't want to make any mistakes that would hurt or annoy Maka. He propped himself up with his arm to gain leverage causing her to smile. Maka felt his hot breath on her face with each thrust. She tilted her head aside because she was slightly annoyed that it smelled like popcorn.
They looked into each other eyes with absolute surprise. They still couldn't believe they were pushing their relationship further than they could fully fathom. It made them smile because they knew they couldn't tell anyone about their transgressions, at least not yet. This was something that they could share, which is what Maka has wanted for the longest time. Thinking about this made her moan loudly as Soul kept thrusting his hips and kissing her body.
"Soul!" Maka gasped, "go faster!"
Without a word, Soul slightly increased his speed and intensity. Maka groaned louder causing Soul to let out a small moan himself. When Soul kissed her neck, Maka writhed her body. She felt she was going to burst any second, but didn't want Soul to stop. He thrust his hips faster and harder as her moans grew heavier and louder.
"AHHHH SOUL!" Maka cried out. Soul went faster and harder until he let out a heavy groan. He eventually came to a stop while Maka gasped for air. Both of their faces were red with excitement and they were sweating all over their bodies. Soul rolled off of Maka to lie next to her. He was panting. She was panting. They were left in silence while they stared at the ceiling. Soul turned his head to look at Maka as she took deep breaths. She turned her head to look into his eyes and smiled, causing him to laugh.
"I still can't believe we just did it," Maka muttered.
"That was pretty cool," Soul laughed, "it hurt but it was cool." He held her hand and stroked her hair with his other hand. Maka grabbed his chin to bring him in for another kiss. They stared into each other's eyes for a moment. Neither of them had anything to say. They just grinned while holding hands. When Maka went for another kiss, Soul rolled out of bed to leave his room.
"Where are you going?" Maka whined.
"I need another shower," Soul replied as he threw his condom in the garbage, "a cold cold shower."
"Then I'll come with you." Maka left Soul's bed to follow him to the bathroom. When Maka passed him, she gave him a peck on the cheek and lips. All Soul could do was chuckle and pull his hair as they entered the bathroom.
A/N: I hope you guys like it. If I get good enough reception, I start working on to finish it. It was my first time writing a lemon and I hope it was realistic and not too generic.