"Soouul." Maka moaned.
Soul made a low grunt in response, working his fingers in slow motions.
"Uhh, Soul. Harder." Maka half whined, squirming slightly under his touch.
"Heh heh, you asked for it." He pushed his fingers harder, grinning wickedly.
"Ah! Soul! It's so gooood! Ah!" Her head went slack and fell forward, as if her neck couldn't support its weight any longer and her book lay forgotten.
"Maka?" Soul asked, his skilled piano fingers working her harder.
"Soul?" She responded still looking down.
"I think I got the knot out of your neck." He pulled his hands away from her neck, causing her to whimper.
"Aww, do you have to stop? That felt so amazing, it's like your fingers were made for neck rubs." She smiled.
Soul made his way around the couch and crouched in front of her, "You know, that's not ALL my fingers are good for."
Maka blushed a deep scarlet as she watched his hands travel the long expanse of her legs.
Her breath caught, "S-Soul.."
He chuckled evilly, "Yes, Maka?"
She bit her lower lip, "Mmm, where'd you learn how to do this?"
Soul grinned up at his miester as he continued to massage her dainty feet and calves, "I dunno, glad I did though." He pressed a soft spot on the bottom of her foot.
"SOUL!"
Outside Soul and Maka's apartment door.
Blackstar and Tsubaki stood outside, completely shocked at what they heard.
"Y-you don't think that they're actually-" Tsubaki said
"Damn, Soul works fast. I never thought Maka would be up for that." Blackstar stated bluntly.
He took in a large breath, "HEY SOUL! Way to put the moves on Maka! You dog!" He yelled through the door.
Through the door Maka's voice rang out, "Blackstar, I'm going to kill you. So RUN!"
"Ts-Tsubaki I think we should go."
"Good idea."