It was very sudden, that he knew.

"HYAAAH!"

"What the-! Maka, what are you doing? Get off!"

"No!"

She had come out of nowhere. There he was, minding his own business while he was walking over to the couch with a snack when she tackles him from behind and climbs onto his back like a monkey.

"Maka! Sto-OW! Did you just pull my hair?!"

"Maybe I did, maybe I didn't! Why, what're you gonna do?!"

"I'm gonna throw you off my back, that's what! Why are you on my back?! And dammit, woman, stop hitting me!"

"You didn't do the laundry like you were supposed to!"

Ah. So that was why.

"So?! Can't I do it tomorrow?"

She hit him over the head. Again. "No! We have a schedule for these things, Soul! You have to follow it!"

"You can't tell me what to do!"

"I just did! Do it, now!"

He growled and reached behind him, aiming to poke at her side to tickle her and get her off. She flinched and squeaked, doing the same when he did it in her other side. She fell to the floor, quickly grabbing one of his feet as he tried to escape her reach. He fell onto the carpet with a oomph! sound. She crawled over him and sat on his back, pinching it in multiple places with her fingers.

"Do your laundry!"

"Later-OWowowowowowow, stop that!"

"Then do it!"

"I will! Just not right n-pinch me one more time, and you'll regret it."

Both of them were quiet for about 5 seconds, until...

*pinch*

"OUCH! Okay, you asked for it-!" He planted the palms of his hands on the carpet and pushed himself up, upper body first, before snapping his hips up with him to throw her off of him. She fell sideways, yelping in surprise. She recovers quickly, however, and pushes him over. He rolls onto his back, allowing her to climb on top of him, sitting on his pelvis. He freezes, staring at her with wide eyes, before whimpering lightly when she wriggles her hips to get more comfortable. His hands shot out to grip her hips firmly, stopping her movements. She looks at him in puzzlement. "Wha-"

"Don't move."

She doesn't respond right away, but against his demands she shifts on him anyway, and she stops when she hears him try to hold in a moan.

"S-Stop, Maka!"

It was then that she realized just what was happening. Mainly because something was beginning to poke up from under her.

"Oh! Oh my Death, I'm sorry!" She keeps apologizing while trying to get up, but is surprised when he pulls her back down onto his lap, eyes closed as soon as she lands on him. He hums, seemingly pleased. She tries to get up again but is pulled back down, with Soul staring at her heatedly. "S-Soul?"

"I said don't move."

They sat there for a while, trying to calm their breathing. She watched him the entire time, feeling his grip on her hips tighten ever so slightly before loosening again. He would squirm under her a couple times, groaning lightly before giving up.

Suddenly, he leans back with one hand holding him up from behind, and the other still resting on her hip. He gazed at her for moment, before taking the hand on her hip and moving her while she was still on him. She felt it poking at her center, and she shivered in delight. He groaned lightly, before opening his eyes to stare at her. It seemed as if he were challenging her to leave. But it's not like she wanted to anyway.

Because she shot forward and crushed their lips together. He was only shocked for a second before quickly responding back, bringing his free hand to the back of her head. Both of hers were around his neck, pulling him closer. His hand moved from the back of her head to settle around her waist, pulling it down so that she still remained on his lap, providing them the friction they craved. Both moaned and broke from the kiss, gasping for air, before Soul started to trail kisses down her neck, suckling it here and there.

"Mmmm, S-Soul?" She gasped lightly as he rolled their hips together, drawing a low hum from him. He dragged his nose slowly and gently up the column of her neck before settling underneath her jaw, placing kisses there. She shuddered, letting out a shaky sigh. "S-Soul, wait."

She gave a high-pitched whine at a particularly hard grind of their hips together, then yelped when his hand went beneath the waistband of her skirt.

"Soul, stop!"

He froze, eyes suddenly open, wide open, and when he looked at what position they were in, he yanked his hand out and shoved her off. When she sat back up, Soul wasn't there. "Huh?" She looked down and saw him, then. In weapon form.

"Uh, Soul? Why are you-?"

"I'm not changing back."

"What? Why not?"

"Soul?"

"Soul!"

"Nope."

"Ugh! Fine. And what was that? Why did you do that to me?!"

"ME do that to YOU? You kissed me first!"

"S-So?!"

He remained silent.

She sighed and stood up. "I'm gonna be in my room. Call me when it's time to make dinner." She trudged off to her room, closing the door behind her. As soon as the lock clicked, he transformed back, his hands holding his head as he looked to the floor.

"What have we done?"