Chapter 7: Caught
Little Falcon: Sorry for the wait, I've been super busy. I hope you understand. I'll update whenever I can, okay? For now, read and review please. Children, go play its grown-up time.
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"Even after all that has happened, you still manage to open a book," her weapon slash lover leaned against the door frame of their bedroom after cleaning up all the mess made downstairs by their friends after her 'Welcome Party'. She tried to help but Soul just won't let her.
Her thin eyebrow rose as looked up from her open book. "Is my boyfriend jealous over a book?" she chuckled lightly.
Hearing her laugh again was like the first drops of rain over a long period of drought. He could listen to it all night long and not get tired of it. Soul was apparently unaware of the smile on his lips as he made his way to bed. With a grunt, he pried the book away from her hands as his meister tried to get it back, he made her forget about it in an instant with his lips.
As the book landed on the carpeted floor with a light thump, his tongue immediately explored her sweetness as his arms coiled around her petite form, hungry for her warmth. His advances were slow and gentle, being considerate of her condition but when Maka pushed him back to bed and settled herself on top of him, his restraint was forgotten instantly.
"Soul," she whimpered as his hands went under her clothes and cupped her full breasts as her hands wove seductively through his white hair, adding to his growing need. Her hips instinctively moved even with the barrier of clothes in between them. She gasped upon feeling his growing hardness in between her thighs. When her hand was about to reach for it, he grabbed her wrist and shook his head.
"You're driving me crazy, Maka. If you act like this, I might not be able to hold back," Soul said in between his kisses. His crimson eyes reflected her olive green eyes and without a word spoken, he knew what she meant. Who told you to hold back anyway?
His groan resounded throughout their room as her hand release his hardness from the confines of his pants and began to imitate the actions of lovemaking. His breath was becoming impossible as he felt his sanity slipping from his hold with her every thrust. Even with his shaking hand, the weapon was able to reverse their position with her underneath him. After doing quick work of their clothes, it was her time to cry out in pleasure.
As his fingers wove magic on her silky folds, their lips drowned each other's moans and groans. Each not giving into surrender.
A sharp gasp escaped Maka's lips as she received his hard length. Her body arched in welcome as he fully penetrated her.
It took all of his self control not to explode right then and there. She was so wet and warm. Her walls fit him like a glove, with each pull was emptiness and with each push was ecstasy. Her legs wrapped around his waist as they moved in an age-old rhythm.
It was only they realize how much they really missed each other. No consoling words or fleeting touches can ever give justice to their longing. It was only this and now. This realization took their intimacy to a different level as Soul sat up and settled her straddling on his lap, their connection never broken.
Her hips began to meet his thrusts more vigorously as she felt her limit close to breaking and with his hard thrusts; she knew he was feeling the same. Quick and hard were his advances as she scratched his muscles back in pleasure. Almost at the same time, the two climaxed splendidly and collapsed on their bed soon after.
The sun was already rising when their stamina was drained with their almost endless lovemaking. Basking in the after-glow of their romance, they looked into each other's eyes in silence. No words can ever be enough to convey the love expressed in their gaze.
"Soul," the meister chuckled as he kissed a sensitive spot on her neck. "…shouldn't we go get ready for school?"
Reluctant to draw back, Soul continued his explorations as he managed to reply. "Let's skip class just for today," he licked her flawless skin then sucked on it hungrily.
Her eyes closed in bliss as her hand held his head in place. "We can't its exam day today," she was able to croak only when his lips were no longer on her skin.
Knowing her inborn stubbornness especially when it came to academics, Soul sighed in defeat. "Fine. I'll go to school. You stay here and rest," he said then engaged in another passionate lip lock.
"Why? I'm already okay," Maka was about to follow him out of bed when Soul pushed her back in.
"Its Shinigami-sama's orders that you take a week long rest before coming back to school," if there's one thing that can make her obey its mentioning their superior's name. It wasn't difficult for Maka to agree.
"Please try not to cheat," this was his lover's way of wishing him luck. A smirk appeared on his lips as he finished getting dressed and grabbed his bag.
"Just when did I not cheat on exams? That would be so uncool," Soul said inches in between their faces.
"You have a point there," they exchanged smiles and kissed sensually like they wouldn't see each other for years before he was finally able to step out of their room.
Maka blushed heavily as she pulled out the dirty sheets form their bed. On it were evidences on just how much lovemaking they were able to do in just one night. Her eyes wondered to the wall clock. I wonder how the exams are going. When her mind replayed some happenings on their exams days before she can't help but laugh. The sound of the door bell snapped her out of recall. "I wonder who it could be?" she made her way to open the door.
Beads of sweat formed on his forehead as his eyes strained to catch a glimpse of his seatmates' answers but just like days before. Kid was still having the same problems writing his name and Patty was forming an unusual origami with her paper. In short, he was doomed.
"Yosh, how did you do, Soul?" his best friend, Black Star, slapped his back with a confident grin on his face. Without saying, Soul knew that the demon blade wielder just wrote his autograph on his test paper thinking that that would be enough to make him pass.
"All right, attention everybody!" Their sensei the living zombie, Zid, stood in front. "I know it's the middle of the semester but I want to introduce you to your new classmate,"
As if on cue, a boy about their age with spiky dark brown hair and bright blue eyes entered the room. Girls swooned and the guys grunted upon seeing the new comer's almost perfectly handsome face. On his hand was a double scythe, each end holding a curved hard blade. "Nice to meet you everyone, my name is Skhai. I'm sorry but my weapon is still too shy to revert to her human form,"
Soul's crimson eyes focused on the strange scythe. Something about it was very familiar like he knows who she is.
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