Hey guys I am so super sorry for the radio silence. There has been a lot going on lately and to be honest it was very difficult to get back in to writing. But this is the final installment in Neighbors and for those who are waiting on NWWE I'm hoping to be finishing up the last few chapters shortly. I really appreciate all the support I've received for both stories and I'm glad that you guys like this. :) SoMa is absolutely one of my favorite pairings and i hope i did them justice. So here you go!
Chapter 4: The war is won
Soul grumbled and slouched over the cart listening to the wheels clack against the ground and trying with all his might to drown out the constant chatter from his brother. He never should have asked Wes for a ride, he hadn't wanted to risk the grocery's by taking the bike, but sweet shinigami anything was better than this.
He was steadily putting items in the cart planning out the night and making sure he had enough time to clean his apartment. It's just Maka, there shouldn't be any reason to try to impress her. Emerald green eyes filled his mind, her pink lips turned down, Her pale skin flushing in embarrassment and the way her eyes danced as she laughed at him. Soul sighed and gave up the fight, his thoughts for his pig tailed neighbor had been tainted for ever and he couldn't think about how annoying she was without the thought being followed by her high pitched moans.
As soon as that line of thought began it quickly devolved to fantasies of her long legs wrapped around him and her body squirming under his own. Soul cleared his throat and surreptitiously tried to adjust his pants to hide the slight stiffening in his groin. His eyes flicked around to make sure no one had noticed and caught on the knowing grin of his brother who had clearly caught him daydreaming and very much not listening to what he had been saying.
Soul huffed and moved the cart slightly faster trying to ignore his brothers laughter ringing out behind him. He really should have just taken the bike.
Soul darted around his apartment making sure it was presentable, he had dinner on the stove and was keeping an eye on it. He grinned as he thought of the menu for the night he was fairly proud that he was a competent cook and had planned a chicken and pasta dish. He checked on the food in the kitchen and then turned and eyed the hallway. He could see the door to his room, the white paint mocking him. Should he or shouldn't he. He knew it was a mess and thought about tidying up, but would that be presumptuous? He didn't want to assume they would end up in his room... But it couldn't hurt. He darted down the hall and surveyed his bedroom. There were clothes everywhere and he spent a minute or two picking them up and depositing them in the laundry basket. He glanced around one more time, his laptop sat on his desk, the headphones plugged in and askew. He had been working on a new set for work. He ignored it and straightened the blanket on the bed glad that he had recently cleaned his sheets.
After critiquing his room and deciding it was good enough he went to close the door behind him then reconsidered, would that send the message that his room was off limits? But he didn't want to leave it wide open, that seemed like he was trying too hard. Soul growled and rolled his eyes, he sounded like a bloody girl. He walked away from the door resolutely, leaving it not quite closed.
He checked on the food and was relieved that it was coming along well just a few more minutes and it would be done. He popped open the stove and placed a tray of garlic bread in to warm. Perfect, his sharp teeth glinted in a grin and his wine colored eyes surveyed the apartment. It was cleaner than it had been in months, no clothes, no takeout containers and the fresh scent of air freshener. He glanced down at himself and was content with what he was wearing. Low slung jeans that he knew showed off his ass and his favorite orange sweater. He caught his reflection and grinned he hadn't touched his hair, there really was no point in trying to tame it.
Soul heard a knock and checked the food once more before going to answer. Once the door was open and Maka was invited in the two stood in the entry way awkwardly. Maka rolled her shoulders and straightened her back. She sent him a bright smile "Smells amazing in here I almost think the food will be edible!" Soul slouched and let the tension drain from his body his eyes following her trek around the living room, surveying the many nick knacks he had laying around. He gave a shark like grin and snorted. "Stuff it pig tails. This is going to be the best dinner you've ever tasted." Maka raised her eyebrow. "Challenge excepted. Oh! I almost forgot, i made some cookies" He quirked a brow at her, she forgot? She was walking around with the damn container in her hand. If he didn't know how much of a book worm she was he would think her a total air head. Although he would never let her hear him say that in fear of a concussion.
She handed him the container and he popped open the lid to take a peak. The scent hit him and his eyes closed in pleasure, drool dripping from his mouth. Maka giggled and snapped the lid closed again barely avoiding injuring his fingers. "Those are for after dinner." Soul smirked and eyed her up and down thinking about a potentially different kind of dessert.
She looked delicious, her standard short skirt brushed against her thighs, much too high and enticing and her button up shirt hugged her slight curves, emphasizing her chest. His eyes almost boggled out of his head when she turned and the shirt pulled a bit tighter, just barely see through enough for him to catch the color of her bra.
Soul wanted to forget dinner and just jump her right then and there, instead he turned and made his way in to the kitchen to put the cookies on the counter. Five minutes in to this dinner and he could already tell it was going to be a rather hard affair. He was determined to be a gentleman but after the weeks of teasing he was just about ready for the real thing.
He coughed and shifted against the counter, willing his half hard dick in to submission so he could at least finish dinner without embarrassing himself.
He showed Maka to the table and then turned back to the kitchen. He plated up the pasta and chicken and pulled the tray of garlic bread out, transferring them to a plate. He laid the food out on the table and offered her a drink. He had bought a bottle of white wine on an impulse and went to fetch it for dinner.
After pouring them each a rather hefty glass of the wine he sat down to enjoy the food. He eyed Maka wearily as he ate, waiting to see her response. She spun the noodles on to her fork effortlessly, not getting a speck of the cream sauce anywhere. Her lips wrapped around her fork and her eyes closed as she let out a low sensual moan. He fought back a whimper and adjusted in his seat. Her eyes opened and were sparked with joy.
"Soul this is fantastic! Where did you learn to cook?" Soul shrugged and mumbled out that his grandmother had taught him. He watched her out of the corner of his eye as they ate. There was some inane chatter but the meal was mostly silent as they enjoyed their food. Soul offered Maka another glass of wine which she accepted. He filled both of their glasses and cleared their empty plates. He brought out her container of cookies and set them in the middle of the table.
"Maka i really do appreciated you letting me crash on your couch last night." Make waived it off and rolled her eyes. "It wasn't a big deal, not like you put me out or anything. Besides this was more than enough thanks." Soul smiled and the two continued to talk as they idly munched on cookies. Maka made a joke about having to rescue him from his shower which made his cheeks flame.
He filled their glasses again finishing off the bottle and gestured to the couch. Maka smiled and the two settled down. Maka tucked her feet up under her and Soul bit his lip gently at the way that it shifted her skirt a little further up her legs. He glanced up at her from under his lashes and saw the faint pink that had infused her cheeks.
Maka stuttered on what she had been saying and took a long sip form her glass. Soul grinned and picked up on their conversation talking about both of their families and what they did for a living. "I had to get out of my papas house, he was driving me nuts so for a while i took any job i could to save up for this rather crappy building we live in." Soul chuckled in agreement and for a moment considered the fact that if her father wasn't a dirty cheating scum bag that she described she would have never have moved in next to him and was secretly pleased that he was.
"So what do you do now?" Maka eyed him wearily and released a world weary sigh. "I'm a librarian." She rolled her eyes at the snort that he emitted. He grinned and put on an over the top tone of wonder. "Really? I never would have guessed, what made you choose that profession?" Maka shook her head and playfully pushed his shoulder. "Well they say work with what you love and i love books besides for some reason every employer seems to think I'm not very friendly so at least i have minimal contact with people. I mostly work in the back sorting and putting the books away, someone else deals with the customers."
Soul gave Maka an incredulous look "You don't know why? Pig tails you have the shortest fuse I've ever seen. I wouldn't surprise me if you tore someones throat out because they said something even the tiniest bit rude." Maka flushed and pouted. "I'm not that bad!" Souls head tipped back and he laughed. "I can't count how many times you've smacked me in the head for a passing comment in the amount of time we've been neighbors." Maka was indignant "That's so not true" She huffed as he nodded "Whatever, anyway how did you become a DJ?"
Soul shifted and looked away uncomfortably "Well my family are all musicians, I use to play the piano but a bit of an altercation with my parents made the decision for me, I struck out on my own, this pays the bills and i still get to work with music." Maka hummed in thought. The two continued to talk laughing and finding any reason to give small touches. Maka would touch his arm when she was enthusiastic about what she was saying and the two had shifted closer to each other without either noticing.
Soul however was very aware once he realized how close they were and his knee brushed against her leg. They had been sitting sideways, leaning his arm on the back of the couch and facing her. His eyes roamed over her body taking in the slight flush to her skin and how her clothes were slightly askew. He could feel the buzz from the wine, nothing that he would feel the next day but enough that he could tell she was feeling it too.
Maka glanced at the clock and realized they had been talking for little over two hours. She gasped and bit her lip. She had long ago abandoned the empty glass to the coffee table so she slowly stood, straightening out her clothes. Soul stood as well desperate to extend their time together and grasping at a way to convince her to stay.
"Dinner really was great and this was fun Soul, thank you for inviting me over." Soul nodded slowly. "Anytime." He grabbed her container from the kitchen and made his way over to her standing at his door. She accepted the container and the two looked at each other, both at a loss for what to say. Maka was just about to open the door to leave when Soul reached up and caught her chin, turning her face up to meet his own he hovered, his lips just barely brushing her own, waiting for her to pull away.
Maka looked up in to his eyes taking note that the warm wine color had darkened to a hazy burgundy. His skin was warm against her own and any reason as to why she should leave leaked from her mind.
She allowed her eyes to flutter closed and a moment later felt warm lips encase her own.
The moment they were connected it was like a shock flooded his system. Soul backed her up against the door, his hands slid around her waist and he heard the thunk of the container dropping to the ground. The feel of her nails running through his hair and against the back of his neck sent shivers down his spine.
He pulled her tight against his own body and a low growl resounded in his chest. He heard her breath hitch and it disconnected the kiss. Not willing to release her yet he zeroed in on the long expanse of her neck. His lips caressed her skin and he heard her head thunk back against the wood of the door. A breathy whisper of his name spurred him on and he carefully introduced his teeth to her pale skin.
The feeling of his sharper than normal teeth made Maka squirm and she pressed closer to him. It was more than obvious what his intentions were as there seemed to be a rather stiff body part pressed against her hip. She panted at the sensations his mouth were invoking and gave herself over to the pleasure. She wasn't naive and was actually surprised they hadn't ended up in a similar position long before this.
He ran his hand up and down her thigh soothingly and then deftly tugged her leg up in to position around his hip, allowing him to press against her in a more intimate location. The feeling of her nails digging in to his shoulders made his head spin and he recaptured her mouth, gladly willing to forgo air just to be able to continue kissing the vixen in his arms.
"Soul, i want- Ah!" Her sentence was cut short by a firm thrust of his hips, he grinned against her neck "What do you want Maka?" His voice was low and gravelly and she emitted a whimper that spurred him further. "You need to tell me Maka. What do you want me to do to you?" Although his face was tucked tightly against her neck, his lips and teeth working on leaving love bites he could practically feel her pout.
"I want you to touch me. Now." Soul groaned at the demand he should have known there was no way she wouldn't be demanding and if he admitted it, it was hot as hell. His hand slid from where it was holding her leg against him, Her leg remained in position and his long digits traveled the length of her thigh, up and under her skirt, teasing the edge of her underwear.
Maka seemed to have enough of the teasing and after a deft maneuver he found his own back pushed against the door and a fiery little hell cat making quick work of his body. He felt her lips trail up and down his throat and jumped as her cold hands slid up under his shirt. She quickly slipped it up and over his head then engaged in another heated kiss.
He felt her slim fingers circle one of the hands resting on her hips and felt himself stiffen further as she tugged his hand up under her skirt and against a very warm location. She released his wrist and he kept his hand where she had placed it, his fingers diligently rubbing gently against the damp fabric. He groaned and dropped his head against the door, his eyes squeezed shut as she worked her hips against his hand. She knew what she wanted and there was nothing on earth that was going to stop her from claiming her prize.
He knew when she got frustrated with the light caressing when her fingers popped open the button on his jeans. Her fingers trailed teasingly over his fabric covered erection and Souls mind just about short circuited. His jeans were just barely hanging on to his hips as the zipper was still done up and Soul used what little brain power he had left to consider the fact that she was still fully clothed and they were standing in his entryway.
With a low growl he picked her up, his hands under her thighs which wrapped themselves tightly around his waist. Her arms locked around his neck and they both groaned when she was pulled right up against him. He faltered, unsure whether he could make it to his room but renewed his journey when she began to grind against him.
Once in his room he kicked the door shut behind them and gently lowered her to the bed. He stood and took a step back admiring her flushed appearance. She rested on his bed, her clothes askew and her eyes darkened with lust, beckoning him forward. He made quick work of his jeans, kicking them away before starting on the small buttons of her shirt. His lips caressed each new patch of skin as he uncovered it. He felt her muscles jump when he dipped his tongue in to her navel and she fidgeted when he gently nipped the spot just above the hem of her skirt.
Sh sat up to shrug the shirt off and tossed it aside taking the chance to reach behind her and unhook her bra. The under garment went the way of her shirt and she was soon pressed back in to the bed as his hands and teeth explored all of what was uncovered.
Her small gasps and whimpers were like a sweet melody and he explored to find what sounds he could draw from her. He took his time leaving small red marks along her collar bone. His finger tips ghosted along her sides and she squirmed at the ticklish feeling. His lips ventured further down and he pulled away slightly resting his weight on the hand placed next to her, his free hand slid up her waist and rested just underneath her breast.
They were small yet perky and her nipples enticed him to taste them. Soul showed great amounts of restraint as his hand carefully mapped out the swell of her breast, his thumb brushed against the nipple carefully and she made a small noise of agreement. His lips stretched in to a shark toothed grin and his hand became more firm, his thumb lingering against her nipple this time. He gently rolled the hardened nub between his fingers and felt her body respond.
Slowly he left her breast with one more gentle swipe on her nipple and mapped his way across to the other breast. He showed it's twin equal amounts of attention. He could feel her impatience building however he was not ready to concede control. His head dipped down and she yelped at the wet warmth that encased her breast. He lapped at the skin while his hand gently fondled it's twin. He was very careful with his sharper teeth, tugging gently on the nipple and was pleased with the resulting noise.
He removed his mouth and blew gently on the wet flesh marveling at the goose bumps that arose. He grinned and glanced up at her face taking note of the pleasure flushed skin and the faint amount of impatience shining in her eyes. Soul removed the rest of her clothing, tossing it aside and then leaned back and sucked in a breathe at the sight of her.
Maka squirmed, uncomfortable with the amount of time he spent just looking at her. Soul slowly sank to his knees next to the bed tugging her in to a better position. He carefully spread her legs a bit further and watched as she slung her arm across her eyes in embarrassment. He observed her reaction carefully as he gently dragged his finger through her warmth. He took note of the way her body tightened and she bit her lip when his finger rubbed gently against her clit. He held his breath as his finger made it's way farther down and slowly dipped in to her. She gasped at the feeling of his finger entering her and she squirmed bucking her hips and silently asking for more.
Soul removed his finger and grinned at the way she whimpered and her hips lifted from the bed trying to prolong the contact. Soul was planning to take his time, tease her and explore her, however his control was quickly slipping and he couldn't help but feel the need to taste her. He closed his eyes and moved forward his tongue following the same path his finger had run. Maka yelped then panted, her hips pushing up farther against his face.
Soul moaned against her and the vibration seemed to be the tipping point. Suddenly her fingers were buried in his snowy hair and his hands tightened on her hips in surprise as she withered against his face. Soul let himself enjoy her flavor and enjoy working her in to a frenzy. One of his hands released her hip and he deftly slid two fingers inside of her while his teeth gently worried her clit.
He thrust his fingers in and out, then crooked them up. He could hear her whimpering as her body tightened. She was stiff with tension and he gently rubbed her abdomen while his fingers and tongue worked diligently. It didn't take long for her body to go perfectly still for just a moment before breaking down in to shudders, her muscles clenching rhythmically. He gently lapped up her release, not stopping until she had stopped twitching and tried to pull the sensitive flesh away from his mouth.
Soul was delighted at the responses he was able to invoke in her body and grinned up at her lecherously. Maka groaned and allowed herself to relax against his blankets, trying to catch her breath. Soul stood and leaned over her, his hand running idly up and down his length to help relieve the pressure. "I hope you don't think I'm done with you yet." She peered up in to his eyes and could very easily read his intentions. "I'd be worried if you were." He chuckled at her response.
Maka leaned up, resting her weight on her elbow and tangled her hand in to his hair to tug him down in to a passionate kiss. She nipped his lip but pulled away before his tongue had the chance to invade her mouth. Her hand had found it's way to his erection and replaced his own with the gentle stroking. He closed his eyes and let his forehead drop against her shoulder. His body was tense and he had just about taken all the foreplay he could handle. If he wasn't in her soon this night would end on a very embarrassing note. "I want to taste you." Her lips brushed against his ear as the words were whispered to him.
He groaned and that snipped the final thread of his control. "Later I promise but right now i need to be in you." Maka nodded happily and moved further up the bed, tugging him to join her. Soul climbed on to the bed and rested on his heels as he leaned over to grope in his night table drawer. Maka raised a brow when the foil package came in to sight and Souls cheeks pinked. "Wes tossed them in the cart earlier" She giggled and watched as he expertly opened the package and carefully rolled the condom down his length.
Maka took the time to take in his body, he was rather lanky but toned, his arms showing definite muscle definition. Her eyes roamed down his chest to the trail of snow white hair that began at his navel and led down to the rather prominent erection. Soul allowed her to take him in and shuddered at the way her eyes hungrily lit upon his dick. He knew he was nothing to scoff at and was relieved to see the approval in her eyes followed by anticipation.
Soul caught her swollen lips up in a kiss and carefully worked his way between her legs. He felt them wrap around his waist and could feel her heat through the latex. He paused and looked in to her eyes, asking if she was ready. Her response was to tilt her hips up and thrust forward, encasing him inside herself. Souls eyes snapped closed and he groaned. He took just a minute to enjoy the feeling before he slowly drew back then pushed in. It took only a few thrusts for her to adjust to him then she was pushing back against him, her hips rotating and tilting up to meet his own. Souls pace picked up and he rested his weight on one arm his other hand began to fondle her breast and his mouth went to work darkening the marks along her neck.
Maka was making a continuous keening noise which broke abruptly in to a loud moan as Soul shifted his weight and hit a spot inside of her that flooded her system with pleasure. "Oh gods Soul, don't stop." Soul chuckled he had no plans of stopping until her heard her scream his name. He groaned and snapped his hips forward sharply, eliciting another loud moan, her pitch steadily increasing with the rate of his thrusts. "God you feel so good." Soul could feel his orgasm approaching and new that this wasn't going to last quite as long as he hoped. However that was what round two was for.
He slid his hand from her breast and down her stomach so he could circle her clit with his thumb. The dual sensation of Soul playing with her clit and his continuous thrusting was building Maka closer to her own end. It didn't take long before Soul stiffened and groaned his hips then began to snap forward repeatedly as his orgasm racked his body. He managed to keep his thumb moving and his body shook with the after affects he felt Maka thrust up against his still mostly hard dick and it took only a few more thrusts before she tipped over the edge to join him in bliss.
Soul grinned as she shouted his name and shuddered as her body clenched around his sensitive flesh. He held himself over her for a moment longer both panting and slowly coming back down from their sudden high. He carefully pulled out of her and heard her whine at the loss. With a quite chuckle Soul pulled away and walked over to the garbage bin by his desk. He grabbed a tissue and carefully removed the condom. He wrapped it in the tissue and took a moment to clean himself up before he turned back to his bed.
The sight that greeted him almost revved his engine back up but he needed a bit of a rest before they could start again. Maka had managed to wiggle her way under his blanket and it was draped around her waist, leaving her torso bare and covered in his marks. Her bright green eyes tracked him across the room and she patted the spot next to her. Soul hastened to her side and slid himself under the covers. He gently cradled her face and they spent the next few minutes lazily kissing. Finally Maka pulled away and rolled over allowing Soul to pull her back against his chest.
Her body was relaxed and her eyes were heavy but she heard Souls gravelly voice from behind her. "While at least we resolved the issue of hearing each other shower." Makas eyes were closed and her brows pulled together, she hummed in question and felt more than heard his answering chuckle. She felt his lips brush against her ear. "We'll just shower together." Maka laughed then dozed off for an hour or so until her now more than neighbor awoke her for round two.
Once again thank you all for reading and supporting my story and I'm glad i am able to present you with a finish hopefully it was worth the wait
