A/N: Warning! This chapter is pure citrus. If you are uncomfortable reading it, wait for Ch. 11. I promise you aren't going to miss any plot points. If you do decide to journey forward, you should know this is my first lemon. No promises that it's good. Read at your own risk!

Chapter 10

Soul deepened the kiss as Maka tangled her fingers in his white locks. His tongue traced her lower lip. She granted him permission, their tongues fighting for dominance. Soul's hands ghosted down to her hips as he pulled her closer. Maka moaned into the kiss. The two of them finally broke for air, both of them out of breath. Soul pushed her onto his bed while leaving a trail of kisses from her ear to her collarbone. The noises he was eliciting from her just turned him on more than he already was. His hands slowly moved up from her hips to the hem of her shirt. She looked at him with trepidation, her emerald eyes gazed into his ruby ones.

"We can stop now if you want to Maka."

"No, I want this."

She pulled her shirt over her head in one fluid motion. She wasn't the flat-chested girl he first met when he was thirteen. The years of fighting and training had done wonders for her body. Maka slipped her hands under his shirt and ran her hands over his back. She could feel the lean muscles under his skin. Soul had always been well built, but he was even more so now. She pulled his shirt over his head and threw it on the floor. Soul continued to kiss her as his hands roamed over her body. Every place her touched felt as if it were on fire. Each sigh and moan that escaped her partially parted lips shot straight to his groin. Soul moved his lips to her neck. Maka was so distracted by his lips that she didn't notice him cut through the front of her bra. When he took her left breast in his hand and gently squeezed it, she gasped.

He whispered in her ear, "I suppose you like that." She blushed tomato red.

She could hear the smirk in his voice. "What about this?"

His deep voice was unbearably sexy. His lips left a trail of fire from her neck down to her chest, and then he took her right nipple into his mouth and rolled it between his abnormally sharp teeth. Maka squealed and fisted the bed sheets. Her breathing was becoming increasingly ragged. He switched to the other one, causing the same reaction. Her hands were suddenly on his belt, trying to get it loose. Soul was a little surprised by her brazen action. It wasn't going to stop him from teasing her though.

"Would you like some help with that Ma-ka?"

She whimpered, "Just take them off Soul."

"Whatever you want."

He quickly shed his pants got back to business. He pushed the hem of her skirt up to her waist; however, Maka felt that the skirt was to constricting. She unzipped it and Soul slid it leisurely down her legs. She pulled him up by his hair into another kiss while his fingers traced lazy circle on the inside of her thigh. She sighed into the kiss. His fingers made their way to her hot, wet core. Soul broke the kiss to look at her. Her half-lidded eyes were filled with lust. Her breathing was coming in gasps and her face was flushed from exertion. He smirked. They hadn't even gotten to the fun part yet. He casually brushed a finger against her slit and watched with pleasure as her hips bucked toward his hand.

"Quit teasing" she let out breathlessly.

"So impatient. I believe we are going to have to work on that." His finger made another pass.

"Soul!" she whined.

"I'm in control right now."

As he watched her writhe and squirm under his touch, he was overwhelmed with the desire to hear her beg for him, just to see if he could do it. He used a finger blade to cut through the last piece of fabric that still graced her body. The sudden burst of cool air caused her to gasp. Soul instantly continued his assault. He rubbed her with renewed vigor as he nipped at her neck below her ear. She screamed his name when his thumb passed over her clit. He slowly slid a finger into her core and gently pumped, slowly gathering speed. Maka tried to thrust her hips, but Soul held her down.

"Soul…p-please…"

"Please what Maka? Tell me what you want." He was so close to losing his control as he watched her come undone. Maka could feel his hot breath against her ear when he whispered his question again.

"What do you want me to do?"

His voice was such a turn on. She turned her head to look at him. His normally crimson eyes were almost burgundy with lust. Her eyes widened when he slipped a second finger into her with a smirk. He was still going painfully slow.

"Faster."

"Beg for it."

His smirk widened to a mischievous grin. However, Maka was determined to keep her last shred of dignity. She shook her head. He slowed his pace. She tried to compensate by thrusting her hips. Soul held her in place and he slowed his pace even more. This was tortuous. She couldn't take it anymore.

"Please Soul. I can't stand it."

"All I hear is noise."

"I'm begging you Soul. Please, go faster."

His answering grin was dangerously seductive. He picked up his pace significantly, curling his fingers inside her. The waves of pleasure engulfing her were so intense, Maka felt as if she was going to fly away. He increased the tempo, anxious to get to the main event. She was moaning and gasping in short spurts. Her walls clamped down on his fingers with a vice grip as she screamed his name. Her breathing slowly returned to normal and he kissed her forehead. Soul looked at her. She was pouting.

He chuckled. "What's the matter?"

"You are mean."

He nuzzled her neck. "Why am I mean?"

"First of all, I'm completely naked and you still have your boxers on. That teasing was harsh, and you're still hard. Plus, you are still turning me on."

Soul kissed her again. "All of this can be fixed." He deftly removed his boxers, releasing his erection. "Now we are both naked. The teasing is called foreplay and you know you liked it." She flushed pink. "And since both of us are still turned on, maybe we can help each other. What do you say? Do you wanna help me out?"

His voice caused goose bumps on her skin and her nerves tingled with anticipation. "Stop with the teasing." He grinned "With pleasure." His positioned himself at her entrance. He rubbed his member against her slick folds, coating himself in her essence. The contact caused Maka to hiss in pleasure. Soul gently pushed into her.

"Relax Maka."

"It's not going to fit."

"It will. I promise, but I need you to relax."

He felt her relax. He continued to push into her. Soul groaned as her warmth encompassed him. Maka's breath hitched as he pushed past her barrier, tears stinging her eyes. Soul waited for her to adjust to the feeling.

"Move."

Soul nodded, thrusting gently. Maka began rocking her hips to match his pace. She tangled her fingers in his snow white locks while her other hand grasped his back, dull nails digging into his skin. He loved listening to her chant his name like a prayer. It was shredding any semblance of control he had left fast. He began to pound into her for all he was worth, his thrusts racking her small frame.

"S-Soul, I'm going to…."

She could feel his breath on her face as he whispered in her ear. "Come for me. I wanna hear you scream my name."

His voice was enough to send her over the edge and she was more than willing to comply with his request. His name reverberated through the apartment. Her screams destroyed the remainder of his self-control as waves of pleasure shot through his body. With a moan, he pulled out of her and held her in his arms. Soul brushed Maka's sweat soaked bangs from her forehead.

"I love you."

Maka smiled as she buried her face in his chest. "I kind of guessed that."

A/N: The story picks back up in ch.11. I hope you enjoyed the lemon. Remember, reviewing is love (even if you flame me)! Oh and it would figure that the lemon scene is the longest chapter thus far :P