Soul returned home around 8:30 p.m., guys night out was cut short due to an accidental haircut for Kidd's bangs. That didn't end well. Soul unlocked the door to the apartment he shared with his fantastic girlfriend, Maka Albarn.

When he entered the apartment he smelt the unmistakable scent of lemon floor cleaner. 'Ah, she's cleaning again.' he smiled to himself.

(Soul's POV) Hahaha! Bet you thought it was all in 3rd person!)

I walked into the apartment and heard the faint sound of music, but it wasn't the usual music that Maka would listen to. It was almost…. Seductive? I stepped into the living room and looked down the hallway to find Maka, dancing like…. Like how I would think Blair would dance.

"I'm telling you to loosen up my buttons baby, but you keep fronting. Saying what you're going to do to me, but I see nothing." Maka sang along, gyrating her hips to the beat.

I never would have thought that in a million years that Maka, my bookish Maka, would be doing a sexy dance with the vacuum cleaner to 'Buttons' by the Pussycat Dolls. I would probably be losing about a pint of blood, if it weren't all rushing to a different part of his body.

"Baby can't you see? How these clothes are fitting on me?" At that point, Maka still hadn't noticed my presence and began to unbutton each clear colored button on her white blouse. "And the heat comin' off this beat. I'm about to blow!"

She kept gyrating her hips, her shirt sliding off her arms. She caught her shirt and tossed it into the dirty laundry basket. The vacuum stood forgotten at the end of the hallway as Maka continued to roll her luscious body in front of me. I could feel my pants getting tighter and tighter with each motion.

Unfortunately for me, she continued her sexy hypnotic dance as she unzipped her plaid skirt. I watched, my mouth watering at the sight of the little piece of fabric sliding down her mile long legs. She bent over to pick it up, that's when I blew my cover.

"Oh shit."

Maka shot up, turned to me and screamed. "Soul! You weren't supposed to be home until eleven!"

She tried to cover herself. I, like the cool guy I am, did not continue to drool at the sight of my scantily clad girlfriend.

"Soul! Are you even listening! So-" Maka stopped talking. The only reason I noticed was because her lips, which I was watching at that moment, stopped moving.

"Maka?" she was staring at me. Staring at my….

I quickly tried to cover myself, "Maka I… um… I gotta go!"

I tried to run past her to my room, but she stepped in front of me.

"What's the matter Soul?" she asked seductively, pushing me against the wall, "Something bothering you?"

I swallowed hard, "Maka…"

She placed a slender finger on my lips, "Shhh, don't talk. I can already see that your.. Ehem, friend came for a visit."

I couldn't speak, I felt her push herself up against my very tender manhood.

"M..Maka… Don't."

She pouted, "Why? Soul, don't you want me?"

I growled, she began gyrating against me. "Of course I want you. I want you so bad it hurts, but I don't want to rush you."

"Rush me? Please Soul, I think at this point in time, I am very much in control." She pushed her hips extremely close to mine to prove a point.

"And you're sure?" I asked.

"Positive." She grinned.

"Good." It came out as a feral growl, I pick up my small meister, heaved her over my shoulder and kicked my door open.

I laid her on the bed, closed and locked my door, removed any significant amount of clothing left on Maka, then stripped myself down. I shot my excited meister a wicked grin before I climbed on top of her, locking our lips and sliding my tongue into her sweet tasting mouth.

"MMmmmm." she moaned.

"Get ready Maka."

She glanced down at me, her eyes widening in shock as she watched my descent.