Disclaimer: Nothing belongs to me… I barely even know what Soul Eater is! This is just for my beast cuz, Sei-chan, okk? Ok. Read, Review, Comment, all that awesome stuff.
"Damnit Soul. What are you doing?" He turned facing her with his usual nonchalant expression. "Want some punch?" he offered, holding out a cup.
"You spiked it, didn't ya?" she grinned.
"Of course not, Maka."
She grinned at him again, but with an uncalled swipe of her hand, she knocked the cup out of Soul's grip.
"That was NOT cool, idiot." she sighed.
"Well, THAT wasn't necessary." Soul replied, rubbing his red hand.
Maka frowned and motioned to the other students. Words exited her lips, but sure enough, Soul wasn't listening. His eyes wandered from her soft lips, to her other regions. No longer possessing a petite body, Maka developed the features of a goddess. Her school uniform hugged her torso perfectly and emphasized her bust, completed with a matching miniskirt that flaunted her creamy thighs. Instead of being tied up in pigtails, Maka's dirty blonde locks draped over her shoulders, framing her cleavage.
Maka caught Soul's stare and began to stutter. He caressed her flushed cheeks and placed a soft, sweet kiss on her lips.
"I love you, Maka. Everything about you.' Soul kissed her again another passionate kiss. She was apalled at Soul's behavior. Being all soft and romantic wasn't exactly his style, so she tested him skeptically.
"So you love me, not just my boobs?"
"Of course. But those are NICE." Soul reached for Maka, but she slapped his hands away.
"Ouch. I was just gonna hug you," he said, massaging his other hand. "You know, you need to loosen up,"
She giggled for the first time, and to Soul, it was beautiful as wind chimes on a breezy day.
"Is'nt that why you gave me that punch in the first place?" she smirked and in one swig, she downed a cup off the table. Now it was his turn to be shocked, but he enjoyed this new Maka. Soul smirked back and took her hand. They browsed the crowd, searching for a threat within these tipsy teenagers. Maka blushed madly as she saw his sly smile, visualizing what was in store for her.
Soul brought her to a vacant hall and, not too roughly, pinned Maka to the wall. Lockers slightly clattered as her back came in contact. Their lips collided in a hot kiss. His tongue entered her mouth and tasted the sweet and slightlybitter flavor of the spiked beverage. She wasn't going down without a fight, though. Soul found it difficult to gain dominance over Maka as her own tongue danced in his own mouth. The two soon released for air. Hunger gleamed in both pairs of eyes.
He lifted down her skirt and ripped her panties down. Maka ripped down his uniform slacks, then dropping down to remove his boxers with her teeth. Soul felt her breath on his member.
Maka took his cock into her mouth and he gasped. She swallowed it whole as her tongue did wonders for his dick. Soul's panting quickened and she massaged his balls, rolling them in her hand. As he came, some of it dribbled down the valley between her breasts.
He mounted Maka on himself, preparing to impale her. Her legs wrapped around his waist and he thrusted into her pussy. Maka moaned and her back slammed into the lockers. Soul's dick thrusted harder into her vagina. Quick pants and moans escaped from them, trying to their best to be quiet. Soul grunted cumming in Maka. She came herself and they combined their juices together. "*grunt*... Maka,"
"Damn, that was kinky."
"Your'e not drunk?"
Maka giggled again. "Did you WANT me to be?" "Hell no," Soul's lips curled into his familiar sly smile. "You're gonna remember this."
Remember what, I wonder? I'll let you think about. A lil more has been drained out of my being. X.x Hope ya liked it cuz.