It started when Blair, once again, groped Soul's breast. Something about another man touching what was clearly his pissed him off. Blair, however, ran off before Maka could exact his revenge on the perverted cat. Instead, he takes his possessive frustration out on his partner. He'd feel bad if he didn't know she liked it. And he wasn't assuming she liked it either. He let her be the dominating one once and it just didn't get either of them off as well as when he did it. He'd never hurt Soul, well, not unless she wanted it. They had their fair share of slow, gentle love making but that was reserved for long days and anniverseries.

Nothing had happened in so long. No kishin, no witches, it was all too mundane. So maybe it wasn't just Blair groping Soul. Either way, he was hellbent on making Soul understand just who she belonged too. She was his weapon, his lover, his everything. Maka stalks towards his flustered weapon, watching her turn wide crimson eyes on him. She knows what's coming and her toes curl instinctively. When his lips press against her's, she whimpers. The sound is absolutely delicious and makes his dick twitch in anticipation. Maka takes it as a cue that the kissing time is over and he should move to part two,

There's a noticeable change in the kiss, it goes from heated to rough and there's another whimper. That's it, he can't take it anymore. Maka shoves Soul to her knees, narrowing green eyes at her dangerously. With a quick jerk his pants and boxers are pooling around his legs and he's forcing his scythe's mouth open. Red eyes snap up to his when he lines his dick up near her mouth. Soul feigns like she is going to bite him but she doesn't and won't unless he gets too out of line. "Suck it."

Soul leans forward a bit, flicking her tongue across the head before leaning back and away from her meister. Maka mumbles and steps forward, trying to get her mouth back on him. This game continues a few times before the meister grabs a handful of white hair. "Soul, don't tease me. Suck it now." It's clearly a threat but that's what Soul wants. But she wants to taste him too. She can do both, she thinks.

She leans forward but doesn't take him in her mouth. Instead she sucks for a tiny second before moving her lips to a random spot. It makes Maka twitch with arousal and a hint of anger. She manages to do it four more times before Maka jerks her head around and shoves himself in her mouth. In that moment, Soul is relieved she no longer has a gag-reflex.

Her scalp throbs as his fingernails dig into it. She tries to suck harder, to appease him, but he doesn't let up so she tries another tactic. See, letting Soul go down on you required trusting that she wouldn't use her ultra-sharp teeth. And, under normal circumstances, she wouldn't but Maka was being too rough. She doesn't bite down hard enough to draw blood or even leave a mark but it's hard enough for Maka to let up.

The scythe meister settles with running his hands through her hair, trying to focus on the soft sounds she makes over his own groaning. He moans loudly when one of her hands comes up to play with his balls. It makes him squirm and regret doing this while standing up. Maybe the hallway wasn't the best place for this. Maka doesn't dwell on it too long because he's about to come and doesn't want to do it in Soul's mouth. He, however, forgets how much his partner hates being come on.

When he catches his breath and looks down, Soul is staring at him. He bites back a laugh at how silly she looks. He's too distracted by the sight of his come on her face and running down her shirt to notice the way she grins before biting his leg.

AN: I wrote this because the angst of 'Love Sucks' was killing me. Like, I seriously started crying while typing. I needed something cracky and humorous to keep me from exploding so here it is. There's a second part that I haven't finished but I wanted to see if people liked this so I'm going to post it before it's finished. LOL. Second part is mostly typed up and will be done either tonight or tomorrow so.. I don't know what made me want to write this. I really don't. It started off as angsty fluff and somehow morphed into..this. I tried to keep them in character as well as genderswapping them but ugh, I failed. Also the thought of Man!Blair groping Fem!Soul kind freaks me out... Have fun.

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This was written while watching Spongebob btw.