My first fic.
Why yes I do fail.
The white haired teen watched with devilish curiosity at the sight before him.
His meister was cleaning. As well as unintentionally giving him a show.
Pretending his focus was on the television across from him, his eyes wandered as the ash blonde would stretch to dust. A smirk spread across his face.
His heart nearly stopped pumping when she bent over a cabinet to reach down the small space between it and the wall. Giving him a nice view to the glory below the signature plaid skirt.
Blood erupted from his nose.
He threw a small tantrum, ripping violently at the tissue box by the couch.
A large amount was focused on his nose.
Maka pulled back from the cabinet with a hair brush in her hands.
She looked to the weapon, who was in shock with must have been enough tissues to sneeze an elephant under his nose.
"I think you've killed enough trees for today." She snatched the tissue box away before he could attempt to get more. She refrained from asking him why he needed it.
She started packing away the cleaning supplies, a very unhappy groan emitting from her scythe. She turned to the lounging scythe. He had bitten his lip with his sharp teeth, which was now bleeding a decent amount.
"Not cool.." He groaned.
The blonde let out a sigh, getting the tissues from the fairly bad hiding place on the kitchen counter.
Walking back to a pouting Soul. She folded her knees to the sitting boy, licking a tissue then dabbing it to the wound.
"What am I going to do with you?"
The scythe has a pink tint spread across his face, looking the other way.
When it had stopped bleeding, she pressed her lips to his in a soft motion. She felt a blush tug at her own cheeks,
and pulled away just before he had the chance to kiss her back. She started getting up.
A toothy grin arrived, and Soul pulled her back, "Oh no, your not getting away so easily."
He pressed his lips on hers in a much rougher motion. She kissed back with some force.
Soul broke the kiss and snuggled into her neck.
He wrapped his arms around her waist and pulled her up on the couch. Laying his back against the comfort and motioning for her to relax with him. "Ahh.. Soul.." The red-faced girl looked from side to side, tempting an exuse, "I-I should start dinner.."
"How about we skip?"
He snagged a folded comforter from the side of the couch. Unfolding it and laying it around the girls shoulders like a robe. He wrapped himself around her once more and somewhat forced her to lay down. The pair settled,
the warmth spreading and entwining. Both falling into slumber.
Review? ;_;