Pairing: F!Soul/M!Maka
Rating: M
Notes: THIS IS A GENDERBENT FIC OKAY?
Maybe doing this so much wasn't the smartest idea. There was no way it was normal for a guy to last this long. Or.. Maybe she just wasn't that good at this.
No, she was good at this. That's the only reason he let her touch him like this. It doesn't matter if she's good or not because he's taking forever to come. Her arm was starting to hurt from the repetitive pumping motion.
So she switches arms, feeling awkwardly clumsy with the left one. Oh well, at least the right can rest a bit. "Soul..?" She snaps her head up, her partner staring at her with hazy, green eyes.
"Yeah?" She asks softly, pumping faster, smirking at his moan. He doesn't say anything to answer her though, just continues to stare at her. Soul bites her lip and Maka's eyes snap down to her mouth.
It gives her an idea.
She tentatively licked the tip, attempting not to cringe at the weird taste. The scythe opens her mouth, leaning down to take it in her mouth but before she can get very far, there's a pair of strong hands tangled in her hair. "Maka?"
"Teeth."
She's confused for a second until Maka jams one finger in her mouth, "Teeth."
"Oh.."
"Yeah.."
"I'm not going to bite you…"
"…"
"Wait.. Do you want me to bite you?"
"Fuck! No!"
"… Are you sure?"
"… Yes."
"… Oh."
