Ok! I want to thank you for all the reviews and I hope that you enjoy this chapter! I really worked hard on it!

This chapter is going ot be dedicated to Lepardtail for being the first to review and to for being the last to review!

I want to also thank my wonderful beta: XFrenchieX! Thanks a bunch! ;)

Enjoy!


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In the backroom, where customers could be entertained for huge sums of money…Spirit was entertaining a certain Lord Death.

"Mhm~!" Spirit moaned as he rode up and down a few inches of Lord Death's cock. "Why- ah~! are you- oh~! here?" He asked. The cat costume had long been disregarded on the floor. Only the pointy ears remained on his head.

"Does the kitty like this?" Death asked in his normal, deep raspy voice. There was a layer of seductive suggestions in his voice with every word he spoke.

"J-just ah~ answer the q-quest-stion!"

Lord Death smirked into Spirit's pale neck. He had taken off his mask and coat. Under the usual garment he wore a suit similar in style to Kid's. However, right now his pants were down to his knees as Sprit rode his thick, pulsing cock to hell.

That tight hole was hotter than the pits of hell as it engulfed Lord Death's dick each time Spirit went down on it. And it was tighter than a rubber band made of pantyhose.

His back was arched like a rainbow and his head was bowed; chin on his chest. Lord Death sensually nipped at the back of his neck and gripped those pale, slender hips harder.

"Because." He stated as if that was the answer to everything. "I felt like helping you out at your job by giving you a chance at more profit than a normal part time salary." That wasn't entirely true however. Lord Death had also wanted another taste at Spirit's hot ass and a taste as to what was to come when the note was delivered.

He loved the way Spirit was working that hot pit of hell up and down on his cock. It felt so good. He could tell that Spirit was almost at his limit from the way his inner walls clenched so tight and then relaxed. It was Lord Death's turn to ask a question.

"Why do you keep going back-"Lord Death grunted as a wave of pleasure raked his lower body. "…to Stein?"

Spirit froze and Lord Death pushed his hips down in order to encourage him to continue. "I'm not mad, sort of. I just want to know what he does better than me." Spirit returned to his lap dance and leaned his head back with his eyes closed.

"Well that's be-!" Spirit was interrupted by his own moan as Lord Death's grated the head of his dick against Spirit's prostate. "…be-cause you ne-ver!" He moaned again. "you never act out any- fore- for-!" Spirit tossed and turned his head against Lord Death's shoulder. "foreplay!"

Oh. So that's why! Lord Death thought to himself. "I see." He whispered in Spirit's ear softly. He bit at the soft skin and it was at that moment, the door opened.

Lord Death grinned.

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Stein poked his head in a backroom and did a double take.

"What the fuck are you doing here?!" He asked shocked. "Shouldn't you be home?"

A soft mewl came as the reply.

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"Oh! I'm terribly sorry Spirit!" Eurica, one of the employees said as she took in the sight before her. Color flooded her face and she backed out of the room.

"Don't come back in here!" Lord Death growled and she bolted away, but not before she had the good sense enough to shut the door behind her.

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"Maka, Blair. I don't think Spirit is going to like to know that his daughter is getting down with another girl in the back of his favorite retreat." Stein said as he eyed the two girls in their current situation.

Maka was seated on Blair's lap facing the door while Blair had attacked her neck with an animal fever. One of Blair's hands was in the current process of running up Maka's flat stomach and the other was situated just a tab bit too high on Maka's thigh for Stein's liking.

Maka had one hand raised behind her and sunk into the messy depths of Blair's loose, purple hair. The other hand was in the process of working its way up Blair's thigh. Maka's trench coat had been abandoned on the floor along with her yellow, pullover sweater.

Stein shook his head and slowly left to the room.

"I hope, for your sake Maka, that Spirit supports your choice." He said just before he left the room.

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"Maka?" Blair asked her softly after Stein left the room.

"I'm fine, Blair. He will find out sooner or later, right? Besides I've got good news." Maka said smiling as she pulled Blair forward over her shoulder to kiss her lips.

Heat sparked between them as their soft, rosy lips touched in the intimate contact of a gentle kiss. However, despite the heat, neither party deepened the kiss to anything more than a lingering peck. When Maka pulled away, she got up and turned around so that she could straddle Blair's lap, but this time facing her and wrapping her arms around Blair's neck.

"I got a letter in the mail when I went home from Kid's, that is, before I came here…" He voice trailed off and Blair could almost taste Maka's excitement from the way she shivered happily on her lap, to the way color flooded her face.

"Our engagement was officially approved by th-" Maka didn't ever get to finish that sentence. Blair knocked her lover to the floor enthusiastically.

"Nya~!" She exclaimed in her excitement.

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Kid was wearing a black button up shirt with a white undershirt and black skinny jeans, coupled with black Converse. He bent down and slipped out the vibrator. He took a deep breath and then ran out of the bathroom, bursting into his room yelling. He scared the near daylights out of Soul in the process.

"HEY! BABE! LOOK WHAT I'VE GOT!" He said very loudly as he waved the vibrator in the air. Soul did a double take.

"WHAT THE FUCK!? KID! GIVE THAT BACK!" Soul got up from the edge of the bed where he had stayed and threw himself after Kid. Good thing he had thought to put on his boxers after Kid went in the shower.

Kid took the chance and ran out of the room.

"HEY! BABE! IS THIS THE FLUTE STAND YOU WERE TALKING ABOUT?" Kid asked as he skipped down the stairs. Soul merely tripped on a step and rolled down after Kid. At the bottom, Kid didn't stop to help Soul. He ran out of the house.

"STOP!" Soul got up and yelled after his one night lover, completely oblivious to the fact that he just rolled like a tire down two grand flights of stairs. "COME BACK!"

As Kid ran into the night, he stopped yelling. Soul would have to find him using his other senses.

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For the second time, the door opened to the backroom where Sprit was still riding Lord Death. When Stein walked in, Lord Death smirked.

"About time~!" he said as the professor took in the view before him. His eyes widened tremendously. Spirit was too far gone into oblivion as he rode roughly up and down on Lord Death's cock.

"Mhm! Oh~! Ah~!" Spirit exclaimed as his prostate was struck every time he slid down.

Stein was dumbstruck. He hadn't anticipated walking in on Spirit and his current lover. Lord Death was staring at him and Stein didn't know what to make of the situation.

"Well?" Lord Death asked as if it was the most naturally thing in the world for Stein to walk in on him and Spirit getting down. "Are you going to join us or what?"

Fighting the little, 'sane', goody-two-shoes angel in his head, Stein decided.

Why the fuck not?

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Kid slipped past the doors to the DWMA and hurried down the hall to his father's Death Room. He glanced behind him to make sure Soul hadn't come this way yet. He had to get to his father first and find out why Lord Death wanted to talk to him.

A noise echoed off the walls and Kid clenched the vibrator harder in his hand as Hiro walked around the corner. His blond hair was a mess and his eyes were dull. He looked out of breath and did a double take when he almost walked into Kid.

"Oh hey Kid…" he said panting softly. "I'm sorry, I wasn't paying attention. I'm tired from my remedial lessons. Don't mind me." He walked off and turned the next corner as Kid stared after him dumbstruck.

Who had remedial lessons on a Saturday? Kid shrugged and walked on, quickening his pace as he felt Soul's wavelength outside the school building.

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Stein's shoulders were pushed down on the floor as Spirit straddled him, with each leg on either side of his hips.

Stein had been stripped of his pants and had been worked like a coke bottle to the point where he was almost ready to explode. But not before Spirit sank down on his cock, sucking in the pulsing flesh slowly.

Oh god the heat. Stein couldn't move because Lord Death had held down his arms, but, by God, he wanted to slam up into that tight, wonderful heat.

Spirit leaned forward, pressing his chest to Stein's and running his hands up that sinful, subtle hunk of profound meat-I mean- muscles. Each ab was the shape of a pale, rectangular, turkey burger. And, good God, Spirit wanted a first taste! He pressed his face to a smooth, strong pectoral and sprayed his hair on to Stein's chest. Yum, ketchup on the burgers. How delicious!

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Kid slipped past the doors of his father's room and a shiver passed through him. He took note that something was way wrong and he walked down the hall and took a step onto the empty platform.

"Dad?" he called. Lord Death was nowhere to be seen. "Dad…?"

He took a step back, fear washing over him and tumbled backwards on the floor. His dad was gone. Not where he was supposed to be; not in the room that held him locked away. Cold fear slipped into his chest and he dropped to his knees as a surge of weakness plagued him. He completely forgot why he had come all the way in the first place. His mind was set on the fact that his father was gone from the only room that could accommodate his father. Somewhere, in the back of his mind, he could feel the presence of Soul creeping closer and closer to the Death Room. It was a light pressure of his soul's acknowledgement to a person's soul wavelength. However, that didn't matter as much as the fact that his father was still missing.

"Fa…ther…?" Kid choked out. His fingers numbly played with the hem of his sleeve. Mixed emotions weld up inside him and he suppressed a shudder. What was going on? Why was he not able to think straight? Clouds hazed all logical thought and tears of more emotions weld up in his stinging eyes. What the hell?!

Something pressed into his shoulder.

Kid screamed loudly; his eyes locked on the empty platform, unable to remove them, and a hand clamped down over his mouth, two fingers pushing back against his tongue. A blue mushroom sprang out from the floor in front of the mirror. But it wasn't a mirror anymore. It was a door, with a huge sign that proclaimed 'Innocent Butt Rights'. Lord Death's face bloomed in the center of the many random flowers that had flourished out of nowhere. And, as the fingers were pushed further into his mouth, he found that he couldn't move. He was paralyzed as the fingers slicked to the back of his throat and thrust against his uvula. He choked and gagged around the fingers, desperately trying to push them out of his mouth. Tears of pain formed and streaked down his face. His insides convulsed at the assault of those long fingers and his stomach lurched, trying to eject the invading limbs.

His body jerked roughly under the hand that held down his shoulder. Long, harsh nails pried into his skin. He cried out against the agony and tried to move. But he couldn't.

A hot hand cracked against his cheek and he blinked. There were no fingers in his mouth. He wasn't crying in pain. He wasn't paralyzed. It had been an illusion.

"Get ahold of yourself, Kid!"

Kid blinked and looked up into Souls red eyes and he broke down on the floor, his knees weakened by the aftermath of the illusion. It seemed that the absence of Lord Death had caused Kid to hallucinate with the traces of madness in the Death Room emitting from the kishin souls buried under the many grave markers. The madness that had been suppressed by the presence of Lord Death's soul wavelength in the past.

Soul furrowed his brow as he overlooked his new lover shivering on the floor. He had completely forgotten why they were in the Death Room to begin with. His mind was trying to process what happened. He could only imagine what the cause of Kid's freak out was. In the back of his mind, he could feel the Little Demon trying to call him to talk, but he ignored it.

Then it hit him.

Maka had explained to him once, that if not for the presence of Lord Death's soul, Death City would be teeming full of the madness that leaks from the kishin souls not eaten. This would explain Kid's episode. Small amounts of madness had seeped from the graves and attacked Kid's mind since Lord Death's soul wasn't there to suppress the madness. That would also explain the sudden energetic attitude of the Little Demon.

Kid was showing no signs of getting up, so Soul hoisted him up by the armpits and hooked an arm around his shoulder; guiding him out of the room.

Once in the hallway, Soul pressed Kid into the wall for support and looked him over. Madness spells were never a sight to see; however, as Soul looked over Kid he could feel butterflies curl in his stomach. A faint blush was dusted across his beautifully sculptured cheekbones and his molten golden eyes were glazed over with fear and shock. His lean form trembled slightly as his breathing was shallow and unstable. His raven hair was swept gracefully across his brow; the sanzu lines taking on the illusion of being curved.

"Kid…" Soul said softly.

Kid slowly looked up; the blurred focus in his eyes and the hazy cloud in his mind slowly rolling away. He stared at Soul for a moment and then shot up from the wall and bolted down the hallway.

"You will never catch me!" He shouted as he sunk his hand in to his back pocket and pulled out the vibrator, in order to flourish it in the air.

Soul stared open mouthed as the reason why he was there in the first place hit him full brunt in the face. And he too, got up from the wall and ran after him. He was going to get that vibrator back, come the hot pits of hell (Kid's tight ass) or high water (Kid's ass flooded with his come).

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Sprit threw back his head; mouth open in a silent scream of agony and pleasure as Death grunted; trying to stretch the tight hole so that it could accommodate both his and Stein's rather large girths. Tendrils of stabbing pain shot up his spinal cord as his ass was stretched to maximum capacity. The throbbing, stretched feeling left him with a crude image of taffy candy in a taffy puller that was being mercilessly stretched by red, blood-pumped limbs. Well shit, his image of Willy Wonka's candy was forever ruined.

"Death…" Stein's voice broke as he tried to suppress a long, loud moan that had lodged in his throat. The friction cause by Lord Death's cock against the underside of his was a bit too much for him to handle. He felt like a child that had candy dangled in front of them, knowing full well that if they were hasty in trying to get it, they would suffer immediately afterwards and be refused of it later.

"I don't think this is going to work…" he huffed. God he wanted so bad to rock his hips up into that suffocating heat. Only that Spirit's face screwed up in pain, and his body twitching in agony seemed to crack open the soft, caring shell within the mad scientist. Almost like a potato that was soft and pure off-white inside, but dirty and ugly on the outside with a deformed body and things sprouting out of the head. Screw that. His worry for his ex-partner was beginning to nag at his conscience and Death was still trying to force his way into Spirit.

"Stop!" Stein said harshly as Spirit's eyes clouded above him and tears weld up, full of pain.

Lord death froze.

"You're hurting him too much." Stein motioned to Spirit. "Let's do this another way."

Death grunted in almost, pure annoyance. "How then?"

Stein smirked, an evil grin stretching his cheeks and said huskily. "First pull out your sausage from between his sweet buns." A slap against Spirit's ass cheek forced out a whimper from him as Lord Death grunted and he slowly pulled back out of that enticing heat. "Sausages don't belong in hotdog buns."

Once Lord Death had left Spirit's ass, Stein guided a weak lusted Spirit to turn over and kneel on the carpet; his head resting in his arms and ass sticking in the air. Stein moved to position his hot, pulsing cock at Spirit's ass ring, which twitched in anticipation. He motioned for Lord Death to move in front of Spirit, in the process exposing his throbbing, heated dick to Spirit's face.

As expected, Spirit practically unhinged his jaw and sucked all of Lord Death into his heated, wet mouth. The latter grunted in response. A hot tongue was swiveled over and under the swollen head and pre-come beaded on the dip in the top. Gloved hands roughly raked through his messy, sexified hair; tugging at the roots and providing another form of stimulation to the shaking frame.

Stein, on the other hand (end), slowly pushed back into that heat that he loved so much and rocked his hips; penetrating Spirit with slow shallow thrusts that drove him crazy. His mind was a clump of dust, hazy and unable to respond with anything but cute moans and little whimpers. The wet slaps of hot skin against skin corresponded to each thrust.

With every buck of Stein's hips, he drove his sex deeper into Spirit's arse, forcing Lord Death further into the back of Spirit's throat. He practically gagged on the intrusion and Lord Death grunted at the sensations that raked his cock. They were, oh, so good, and he just couldn't get enough of it.

Spirit was shaking with the intense waves of pleasure that pummeled his body as Death leaned down to roll a pert nipple between a forefinger and thumb and Stein pounded into his bare ass; enough to make him see stars and planets circling around his head. Although, he could deal with the stars and planets unlike a certain gender-lacking, lavender haired kid.

This bare-back animalistic style of sex, was a top ten, turn-me-on trigger for the redhead. He couldn't get enough of the excessive pleasure the ignited his nerves, turning them into numb piles of near mush like overcooked hash browns. He could feel the head of his cock sticky with the pre-come that was boiling over and dripping onto the shag rug beneath him. The pleasure was becoming too much for any of them to handle.

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Kid slipped past the open doors to the nearest room with the lights off. This will be a good hiding place. He thought to himself as he fumbled for the light switch. His hand touched a sliding switch and he slid the knob up.

As the lights came on, Kid held his breath. The room wasn't lit excessively bright and every surface shimmered as if they were under the spotlights of a stage. Hell, this room might as well have been a stage.

Black and white surfaces glittered like colored, diamond-specked glass. Tall bay windows overlooking a courtyard most students of the DWMA didn't know about. Ivory moonlight glowed soft against the floor, casting a surreal image and many soft shadows that caressed the room. Kid was breathless as a reaction to the beauty before him.

It was a piano room. And it was perfectly symmetrical.

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Animalistic grunts and groans ripped into the air above their heads as the trio were oblivious of the door opening.

Stein was the first to hit his climax, shooting hot, thick ribbons of his come into Spirit's intensely clenching ass. Spirit came next, his off-white seed discharging into the lax hand of Stein and slipping and spilling between those graceful, long, slender fingers as it seeped onto the rug below. Lord Death was the last, as he came when Spirit's throat locked up due the intense pleasure that had assaulted his body. His come exploded in the tight cavern of Spirit's mouth and it seeped out from the corners of his mouth, which still had those swollen lips wrapped tightly around the middle of the weakening flesh. Lord Death's come was bittersweet, like dark chocolate containing more than seventy percent of cocoa. However, it was also slightly salty tasting as it rolled under his tongue and slipped to the back of his mouth with the saliva present there. Some rolled down his chin. The rest rolled off the back of his tongue and rode the waves of his sucking, down his throat and into his stomach where it would sour in the heat.

Hot milk in the Sun.

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The trio didn't notice as the intruder backed out of the room slowly and shut the door silently.

As Sid walked down the hall that would lead him to the bathroom, he frowned.

"When I was alive I would have turned them in for indecent exposure in the back rooms of a restaurant. That was the kind of man I was…However, that's not that kind of man I am." He said and walked off down the hall.

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Reviews please? I'm going to ask for a little more this time! You all know the drill! ;)

Anyways, about the next chapter: I'm thinking of throwing in Black*Star into my story and Tsubaki! Another thing. I'm pretty much done with Spirit, Stein and Death scenes. They may show up in the end, but I'm going to be focusing more on Kid and Soul for here on out. Them, and every other smaller pairing. Thank for reading! Please review! I look forward to them, so please do. :)

~SwampyGreenie