A/N: Takes place in my Butler AU


When he walked upstairs, Soul heard the steady stream of Maka's shower running and saw the bathroom door wide open. He paused on the landing and quickly debated if he should leave or stay there to clean her room. It wasn't like he was technically barging in on something he shouldn't have or that she didn't know he was there. Maka knew he always came to the guest house to clean around this time so his presence shouldn't alarm her.

But even so, Soul still called out to make sure she knew that he was there.

The shower continued to run as he laid the sheet out on top of her bed, tucked the corners beneath the mattress, and fluffed her pillows like he knew she liked. Everything was exactly like it was on any normal given day except that Maka wasn't lounging in her reading nook or talking to him as he went about working. Or even trying to seduce him. He didn't think anything about Maka taking a shower until it was too late. It wasn't until Soul was placing the comforter on top that he finally noticed this was anything but an impromptu shower.

A bottle fell in the shower, and Soul's head perked up in the direction of where the noise came from. The sight that met his gaze was surprising to say the least; the open shower space gave him the perfect view of his girlfriend.

He should have expected it, though – she was taking a shower, did he honestly think she'd be clothed for that? But it wasn't entirely the fact that she was butt naked. It had more to do with the fact that she was naked and lathered with soap all over her body, and the coy look she gave him was all he needed to know that this wasn't a simple accident. The fucking minx had done it on purpose.

Maka's green eyes moved away from his, and she went back to washing her hair. Gentle fingers massaged her scalp while her feet moved closer to the water, and the soap disappeared from her body. It exposed her perky breasts as the water caressed her curves and slipped over her smooth skin. Soul froze at the spot with one hand gripping the top of the comforter while the other pressed down on the mattress, completely entranced by the sight before him. He felt all the blood in his body flow down to his dick as he wet his lips and his breathing stopped.

She turned around to clean the excess shampoo from her hair along with the soap that was on her backside. Maka's hair slapped her back, splashing little droplets against the wall, and his eyes followed the flow of the water down her back and over her taut ass. It continued to move down her long legs, outlining her strong thighs, the little dip behind her knees, and then the muscles in her calves before going down the drain. His eyes trailed back up her body, taking in everything before he met green once again.

"Are you enjoying the show?" she called over the shower, smiling.

Soul scowled and went back to making up the bed while his face grew warm. Stupid Maka, always trying to get him off at the worst possible times. Didn't she know he was working? Or supposed to be working? Not watching her take a shower and touching very delicious parts of her that he enjoyed touching. Of course she did because that was why she did it, and he was the fucking idiot who stood there and enjoyed the show. Maka knew exactly what she was doing, and it both thrilled and irked him a bit.

"Soooouuuulll," she sang out.

"What?"

"Why aren't you watching me anymore?"

"You know why," he growled as he tugged on the corner of the blanket a little too hard.

"It's perfectly okay if you do. Papa isn't here, and Blair won't come over here if she knows you're here with me." There was a short pause. "Just take a little time to enjoy the show."

He rolled his eyes and turned around, trying to pull the best bored as fuck expression that he could. No way was he gonna let her enjoy the fact that he wanted to watch. Maka held a sponge in one hand and a bottle of bath wash in the other. She opened the bottle and placed some of it on the sponge before putting it under the water and washing her body with it. Soul watched as she moved it across her stomach and up the underside of her tits, her other hand cupping one as she moved.

But he kept his face stone cold even if he was enjoying it a little.

"I'm working, Maka. I don't have time to watch you take a bath."

"Are you sure?"

She released the tit she was holding and circled the sponge around to lather her chest. The white foam covered her breasts, bubbles coated her nipples in a thin layer of soapy perfectness, and Soul's pants became a little more uncomfortable. Placing the sponge on the shelf, she began to massage her tits, caressing her skin as she moved. Her hands rubbed over her chest, tweaking her nipples between her fingers and playing with herself a little. Maka bit down her lip as she threw her head back in the water and moaned up to the ceiling. When she came back down, dark, lustful green eyes focused on him, and he felt his stomach lurch.

Fuck, she was good.

Soul found himself mesmerized once again by the movement of her hands, their gently caressing and massaging as they floated across her chest. His pants started getting a little tighter the longer he stood there watching her. He gulped when one hand slowly trailed down her body toward her sex while the other grabbed the sponge again and followed. Maka's tight stomach rose and fell as she heavily breathed out, his name on her lips as her fingers disappeared between her thighs.

Pulling his eyes away from her, he growled, "Are you really that fucking horny?"

"I don't know," she gasped out, her voice raspy. "Why don't you come find out?"

He debated it for a few seconds. "I have to work."

"But Soooouuullll," she moaned.

Pressed against the wall of the shower, she arched her back to get better access to herself while her free hand played with her tits, the sponge long forgotten on the ground. Maka's moans and mewls ricocheted against the bathroom walls. The water dripped down her body making her skin shine and washing away the soap to give him a better view of her actions. Soul's eyes bulged at the sight of her fingers buried deep in her pussy, her pink lips moving as she slid them in and out.

Soul squirmed in place and tugged on his trousers to get more comfortable. He ran a hand through his hair and blew out through his nose heavily. It was a beautiful sight, and fuck him, was he horny.

"Come take care of your mistress," Maka purred out in the low, sultry voice he loved too much.

"Augh, fuck me!" he groaned while undoing his tie and heading toward the bathroom. He stripped off the rest of his clothes, dropping them into a pile on the floor, and joining Maka in the open shower.

"Mmm, I knew you'd join me."

Maka's hand wrapped around his half erect dick, gently stroking up and down and tugging on him carefully to bring him closer to her. He grabbed her wrist and removed the fingers within her,placing them in his mouth to lick every single one. A moan rocked through her body as he did so, his teeth softly biting her as he went, and when he was done, Soul pressed her hand to his chest and pulled her flat against him. Her heart vibrated against his chest, a rigid beat that told him how turned on she was, if her lustful green eyes weren't enough.

"That's because you're a fucking tease who knows how to get what she wants."

His voice was low and husky in the way that he knew she loved. The way that drove her wild in bed and caused her skin to crawl and made her call his name out louder and louder until her voice went hoarse. Soul knew his mistress's wildest dreams – the things that kept her up at night panting for him – and he knew how to use them against her. He knew that his hand sliding up her waist and curving over her breast brought a chill down her spine, and that his lips on her neck caused her eyes to flutter close and a sigh of pleasure to escape from her.

She wasn't the only one who could be teasing.

"Mmm," she moaned as Soul's tongue lavished her skin, licking up from her collarbone to her jaw. "Takes one to know one."

He kissed and sucked the spot under her ear eliciting another moan. "Learned from the best."

"You must – ah," he cupped a tit in his hand and gave it a nice squeeze, "have a really good teacher."

Soul moved back to stare down at her, eyes half-lidded, want and desire scorching through his body. The water that still clung to her body and dripped down her curves, was a beautiful sight. He wanted to ravish her wet skin, lick it clean before eating her out and making sweet love to her on her bed. His fingertips craved the feel of her skin as she writhed and bucked beneath him, and his dick throbbed with the need to replace her hand with her hot sex.

Fuck him, he wanted her so bad.

"You can call her a little seductress of sorts," he grinned.

"Those are the best teachers." Maka paused and licked her lips. "Are we just gonna talk and tease each other, or are we actually gonna do something?"

Smiling, he rolled his eyes and laughed a little. "You're really impatient, you know?"

"I've been told."

"You're the literal worst." He leaned down and captured her lips with his, sucking and rolling her bottom lip while also grabbing a handful of her ass. Maka squeaked and jumped at the action, and Soul chuckled earning him a slap the chest.

"Fuck you," Maka said when they broke apart.

"Gladly." Soul thrusted his hips toward her, his dick sliding up her stomach, and her eyes fluttering closed at the feel. When they opened again, she glared at him.

"You are the literal worst."

"I wasn't the one putting soap all over my body and playing with my tits to seduce my fucking butler," he growled.

Soul placed all his bodyweight on Maka and pressed her harder against the wall. Maka's forest green eyes were dark and lustful as Soul stared into them, his lower abdomen yearning for her more and more as time wore on. He was definitely not going to last long once things got heated between them, that was for sure. His hands rose and threaded through her wet hair as strands fell to hug the slight curve of her shoulders before he cupped her head and drew her in for a chaste kiss. Her lips were soft against his, and the taste of her remained when they moved away, sending another wave of desire through his body.

"This is exactly what you wanted, don't lie to yourself." His voice was low and husky; her throat moved as she swallowed, and her chest shuddered.

She wasn't going to last long either.

"I like you better when you do other things with your mouth," she whispered.

Maka's hands floated up his chest and around his neck; her fingers dug into his wet hair, her nails scratching his scalp as she pressed their lips back together. Her mouth slanted and curved against his, and she took a deep breath in when their noses bumped together, humming in pleasure as he nibbled on her lip. The fire in his stomach burned brighter as her tongue swiped out to lick him, and the blood rushed to his dick when it slid through his mouth. A groan vibrated through his throat, his hands flew down to cup her ass, and he hoisted her up.

Her legs gripped his waist and he pressed her onto the wall, kissing her deeper and harder than before. Their tongues mingled and slid against each other before receding and breaking away for air and then coming back to kiss again. Soul massaged her ass while his hips gently rocked with hers. The tip of his dick caressed her opening, moans and groans breathed together as one, and Maka's nails dug deeper into his scalp as she whispered his name against his lips.

"Soooouuull," she moaned.

He kissed her again, his mouth trailing from her lips down to her neck where he sucked loudly on her flesh. Maka moaned again as she threw her head back to give him better access, and her hands moved from his hair to his shoulders. She mewled out his name to the ceiling once again as she dug her nails into his skin and her sex glided across the length of his cock. Her clit rubbed him the right way, and Soul felt her body jerk slightly at the sensation, thrilling him and building his anticipation up even more.

"Soul," she whispered. "Soul, stop." He continued, not processing her words very well, and Maka lightly pushed his face away from her.

"Huh?" he asked.

"Fuck me already. Please."

Soul looked around at their surroundings, his foggy mind making him more confused than if he wasn't drunk on lust and love and desire.

"Here? But we're in your shower, won't we–"

"The floor is made out those pebbles that water parks use so it's slip resistant," she broke in.

"What about a condom?"

"I'm on the pill, and condoms aren't good to use in water anyways."

"Well don't we need some – uh – lube, or something. Because, ya know, you're not wet enough down there?"

"Got it already." Maka pointed over toward the hole in the wall where all her bath products rested. "It's the bottle with the pink cap."

Soul looked to where she pointed, saw the bottle in question, and pride burst through his chest. He was definitely dating a smart woman.

"What about you? Are you comfortable being against wall?"

Maka glared at him and pursed her lips. "Why do you have to be such a damn worry wart? If you're honestly worried about me being comfortable, you can clear the stuff off the hole and sit me in there. I fit."

"I'm not the one having to use my thighs to hoist myself up, Maka. Last time I checked that isn't easy to do when you're having a fucking orgasm."

"Who cares? Just sit me down, rub lube on me, and fuck me!"

He kissed her hard and growled. "So impatient."

"I'm horny," she stated bluntly.

"Really? Couldn't tell with all the teasing you did before."

"Soul," she said warningly.

Moving her away from the shower wall, Soul walked them to where the ledge was, knocked the bottles off it except for the lube, and sat Maka on top of the tile. She wiggled impatiently as he opened the bottle and dripped some of the lube on his hand, warming it up between his palms before spreading it on her slit. Soul's fingers slid inside her as he rubbed the applicant on her. Maka bit down her lip and moaned a little, blindly grabbing the bottle so she could do the same to him.

Her hands stroked up and down his shaft, putting the lube all over, and her thumb swirled around the tip of his dick. Soul closed his eyes, threw his head back, and groaned at the sensation. He felt himself about to lose it when she harshly gripped him and caressed the vein on the underside of his dick. A curse escape from his lips, and he sensed Maka's reaction by the sheer joy that vibrated off her skin. When he opened his eyes once again, he saw her coyly smiling at him with her teeth sinking into her bottom lip, a hunger in her dark gaze that matched his own.

"Fuck, you're adorable," he breathed out before kissing her.

"So are you." She stroked down his cock again, and Soul hissed out her name as he laid his head on her shoulder. Her voice got lower, more husky as she said, "Tell me what you want."

Soul picked up his gaze. "What?"

"Tell me what you want," she repeated while rubbing him again, her thumb pressing down on his vein.

He understood that time.

Stepping closer to her, Soul put his forehead on hers, his lips inches away from hers as he breathed, "I want you to put my dick in you."

She rubbed the tip of his cock along her slit, never breaking eye contact with him as she stared up at him beneath blonde lashes. Her breath was warm, her sex hot against him, and a chill of anticipation ran up his spine.

"And then?"

Her finger scorched his skin as she drew small circles on his chest while looking up at him beneath her lashes. Perfectly straight teeth bit down on her pink, swollen lips as a sultry smile played at the corners of her mouth. She was beautiful and wonderful and seducing him even more with her small actions. The fucking minx.

"And then I wanna fuck you until your voice goes hoarse, and you can't even scream my name anymore."

"You really know how to romance a girl."

"When I'm romancing you, I know how you like it." He gently kissed the tip of her nose. "Now put my dick in you so I can fuck you senseless."

"Such beautiful words."

She kissed him and helped guide his dick inside her. They both sighed against each other at the new sensation, her hot walls opening as he pressed further inside her. Maka shifted her hips up toward him to grant him better access to her. Her legs hugged his hips, and her hands pressed against his chest as he began to slowly thrust against her, causing Maka to rest her head against the wall. Eyes fluttering shut, she moaned out his name and cried her pleasure as his movement picked up.

Glancing away from her face and down her body, Soul took in the beauty sitting before him and marveled at how her tits bounced with each of his thrusts. How her round, perky mounds moved in time with him, her nipples hardening; it all looked so delicious. He bit down on his lip as he continued watching her, grabbing her waist and drawing his hands up until his thumbs was beneath the curve of her breasts. His skin burned even with the warm water steaming up behind him, and his dick pulsed with the want for release.

But he held on for a bit longer, placing his hands over her tits and squeezing them roughly just like he knew Maka enjoyed. He was met with a hoarse moan of his name and her hands covering his as he massaged her chest. She gripped his wrists when he pinched and tugged on her nipples, holding on for dear life.

"Ah, fuck," she whispered. "Oh my god."

"You okay?"

"Yeah, just – oh my god." He smooshed her tits together, squeezed them, and played with her nipples some more, eliciting more pleasure to her. "Just – fuck – keep doing that. Mmm."

Soul released her tits and leaned down to kiss her, sucking on her bottom lip and rolling it between his teeth. "I told you, I know what you like."

"I never doubted you," she breathed out. "Now get back to what you were doing and stop kissing me!" Maka slapped his chest lightly while he slowed his thrusting, She hooked the heels of her feet into his ass and said, "Why did you stop? Go faster!"

He chuckled as he moved away and began his rough thrusting once again along with playing with her tits. "As you wish."

Maka rolled her eyes. "You are such a – fuck! Mmm." She lost her train of thought when Soul rocked hips roughly into her and hit one of her weak spots, biting down on his lip as he tried to keep up the rigorous movement. Her hands flew up to cover his on her chest once again, she threw head back, closed her eyes, and controlled him as he squeezed her tits.

"What was that?"

"Forget it," she gasped. "Just… Just keep fucking me. Please."

It was a small, quiet plea, but it was all he needed to fuck into her harder. His dick slid in and out of her while her walls tightened around him and the lube on them both making it easier for him. Maka pressed her head onto the tiled wall behind her, arched her back more into his touch, and mewled up to the ceiling. Her hips ground in time with his, and his dick slipped further within her. Soul was amazed at the beauty sitting before him, how her skin glistened from her shower only moments before, and the red flush that graced the spot above her chest.

She was gorgeous, and if he didn't keep himself under control, he was gonna cum any minute.

"Fuck, you're hot," he breathed out.

Soul swallowed the lump in his throat while heat crawled up his neck. His skin felt like it was on fire, his heartbeat quickened, and his fingers floated along her skin. They caressed every curve on her body, circled her nipples, and felt along her thighs. He gripped her flesh between his hands, tugging her closer to him as he thrust harder and harder within her. His dick throbbed with the need for release, but he kept himself under control. Instead, Soul bit down on his lip and stared at her through his white lashes.

Maka was watching him with dark green eyes, his name thick on her tongue as he fucked her and her nails digging into his hips, encouraging him to continue. She gulped, and it was the most innocent act, but it drove his mind wild.

"Maka," he breathed out, "I'm gonna come – I'm so fucking close. You?"

"No." Her brows knitted together. "But I know… I know how I can be."

"How?"

"Um," was all she said as a blush crept along her cheeks that wasn't from their activity.

He was about to ask more when she placed a hand over one of his and guided it from her thigh down to her opening. She curled all his fingers except for his index into a fist, and with her forefinger over his, she pressed down on her clit. Soul allowed her to be in control as he rubbed around the nub, Maka throwing her head back and a small moan filling the space between them. He smiled to himself at the realization of what she wanted him to do – what he was doing – and with his hand that wasn't in her pussy, he cupped her head and forced her to look at him.

"Bet you can't keep your eyes open as I touch you," he grinned.

Another moan rocked through her body, and she returned his smile. "Bet taken."

Not surprising; Maka was always up for a challenge.

Smirking to himself, Soul continued his fucking and playing with her clit while Maka tried to keep her eyes on him with some difficulty. He watched as she began to lose her concentration, her eyes glazing over and her hips bucking faster as she grew closer to her own peak. Her eyes fluttered open and closed, her mouth in the perfect O shape, and her moaning grew higher and higher. Soul's finger swirled around her clit, brushing against the sensitive nub every now and again while enjoying the pleasure it brought to Maka.

She didn't last long.

After a couple minutes of the combined pleasure of her clit and his dick, Maka finally came. Hard. She gripped Soul's arm as her body pushed off the tile beneath her, and her voice was raw and hoarse as she cried out. Her body shook with each wave that coursed through her as her walls tightened around his dick. Maka's chest flushed, her nipples hard, and his mouth watered. It was a gorgeous sight to see; her orgasm making her weak and sensitive in that moment, and her skin glowed with happiness from her release.

"Ah, Soul," she moaned. Her half-lidded eyes opened to stare up at him, green shining behind her lashes, and that was Soul's undoing.

The sound of his name hit his ears, and Soul threw his head back with one final thrust as he came inside her. His hot seed filled her, and relief washed over him. He held himself up against the wall as his own orgasm shook through his body. A warm, soft hand rubbed soothingly up his arm while another stroked his side. Soul smiled as he glanced up to see Maka's sweet face staring at him.

"You okay?" she asked.

"I will be." Taking both his hands, he threaded his fingers through her hair and pulled her up so he could kiss her forehead. "How bout you? Was that what you wanted?"

"Mmm," she hummed, "that was exactly what I wanted. Thank you for that."

"No problem." Soul removed his dick from within her, took a step back, and offered her his hand. "I think we both need to shower now, though. Your dad will kill me if I show up smelling like sex."

"Does that mean you're gonna shower with me?" she asked while taking his hand and jumping down from the little hole in the wall.

"Not gonna shower in the main house, that's for sure. I don't think telling your dad I need to get clean because I fucked his daughter in her bathroom is such a great idea."

Maka slapped his chest. "Why do you have to be so vulgar?"

Quirking a brow, he said, "This coming from the girl who asked me to fuck her just a while ago?"

"It sounds hot coming from me, though."

"That's not the only thing that sounds hot." He squeezed her ass and hugged her to him as he gently bit her neck.

"Soul!" Maka said in surprise. She tried to wiggle away from his grasp, but failed as he held onto her hard. "Soul, you're supposed to be working!"

"I'm on break, though." He whirled her around and wrapped his arms around her waist to lean down and kiss her as he guided them back toward the still gushing water.

"That's only supposed to last fifteen minutes, though," Maka said between their kisses.

"I think I can waste a little more time. Maybe tell your dad that I had to do some extra cleaning over here because his daughter likes to make a mess."

"You're so gross!"

"Yeah," he said, "but that doesn't mean you don't love me."

Maka giggled as Soul trailed kisses from her mouth down the side of her face and her neck. "Mmm, I guess I love you. Even if you're gross and blunt and get drool all over my sheets!"

"That was one time!"

"It was two times. Anyways," Maka pushed away from and knelt down to pick up the long ago discarded sponge from the shower floor, "that's not the point. I really think we should finish up here so you can get back to work before Papa comes looking for you."

"Do we have to take a quick shower?" he pouted. "Can we take our time… washing each other's juices off?"

"Ugh, Soul! Gross!" She tossed the sponge at his head which he caught. "But yes, we can take our time if you really want to."

"Score!"

"You're hopeless."

"I love you." Soul wound his arms around her and pulled her in for a hug, softly kissing her.

"I love you, too," she hummed.