~Sorry it took like a decade for me to update, I'm a gamer so I don't do much typing, but I'm writing again, so here you go, oh and this is probably the last chapter, might do a sequel but I don't know~
Maka slowly pried her eyes open, it was early in the morning, but she was happy she
woke up this early, she could feel the arms of Soul looped around her stomach, not
exactly holding her to him, just looped around her, this was the exact reason she gets up
early, slowly, Maka turned around to face Soul, his face was void of emotion, she liked it
when he was asleep, she liked not seeing the fear in his eyes, or have him look away, just
be able to stare at him. Maka had gotten into a habit of waking up early and watching
him, and on rare occasion he would stay in her bed and she could hold him when he was
asleep, she loved this feeling of power over him, not the bad kind, the one where the
person feels safe enough to sleep with them. Maka smiled softly, it had been almost a
month since the incident, Soul had fully healed, the only thing remaining was the small
scar from where he had been stabbed, Maka always felt guilt when she saw it, but Soul
would always say that it just proves that he will die for her. Maka was pulled from her
thought when Soul made a quick movement; Maka noted that it was only Soul scooting
closer to Maka. Maka could feel the heat radiating off his body, and she had to admit, it
felt quite nice, Maka pulled Soul closer, trying to draw more of his heat to her, it seemed
to work. Maka loved how when she pulled him closer, he wrapped his arms around her,
she loved the feel of his body pressed up against her, however skinny and frail he may be,
but what snapped Maka out of those thoughts was Soul, well actually, what Soul said,
Maka had heard it hundreds of times, but the way he said it made her heart hammer in her
chest, the one small thing Soul said, was her name. Makas' face was instantly bright red,
and she could feel it, it only made matters worse that when he had said her name he had
scooted closer, close enough that she could feel him breathing, any closer and they would
be kissing. Maka had no idea what to do in this situation, she was already pushed to the
edge of the bed with the wall behind her, and Soul was holding her down, she had no way
to escape this, she couldn't push him away, for how small he was, he was quite strong.
Maka could feel Soul slowly getting closer, she must been weighing the bed down more
so he's sliding. Maka felt a jolt shoot through her body when his lips connected with hers,
she liked the strange feeling of his lips on hers, it was kind of addicting, something inside
of Maka switched, she parted her lips and slid her tongue out of her mouth pushing
against Souls' until it slid past his lips and into his mouth, Maka couldn't believe herself,
she was making out with an unconscious boy, but the way it felt, she didn't care. Makas'
arms had looped around Souls' neck, trying to pull him closer. Maka realized something,
she wouldn't be willing to make out with anyone, she would have pushed them away by
now, unconscious or not, but with Soul, she was willing to, she didn't understand this,
why was she so comfortable with Soul, she always felt a strange warm feeling in her
chest when she was with him, and on the rare occasions she wasn't with him, she felt
alone and empty, was she? Maka couldn't believe it, she was in love with Soul, her slave,
the kind of person most people found to not even be human, but once Maka put it all
together, she found that she didn't care; as long as she had Soul she was fine. Maka
decided it was best if she stopped kissing Soul, one of them were going to suffocate.
Maka pulled back to find the still sleeping face of Soul, she was amazed that he was still
asleep, well, she thought he was, the only reason she knew he wasn't was when he
whispered a quiet, "Why'd you stop?. Maka didn't think her face could get any redder, he
was awake through the entire ordeal. Maka just sputtered and "um'd", so Soul took the
initiative and pulled Maka back to him, pressing his lips to her in a passionate kiss, the
kiss was meant as a show of love, but quickly change to a heated make out session,
Makas' fingers were weaving in and out of Souls' hair, making his messy hair even
messier, Soul kept his hands on Makas' hips, both of them knew where this was leading,
but they didn't care, they were so far gone that they couldn't tell, not that they would if
the circumstances were different. Makas' hands left Souls' hair and moved to his chest,
rubbing her hands up and down his chest, feeling the bumps where ribs had been broken,
and other small details that eyes will miss, she could feel Soul groaning into the kiss, she
liked that he was enjoying this. Soul, growing tired of playing the quiet role, grabbed
onto Makas' shoulders and quickly flipped them so Maka was below him and he hovered
over her, all without breaking the kiss(btw: This is physically impossible) Maka giggled
at his antics, she was so use to Soul being quiet and never taking things into his own
hands, but Maka liked this side too. She especially liked it when he started to lift her
sleeping shirt off of her, Maka loved this, she loved the feeling of Soul doing these things
to her, they were both fully naked now, she could feel Soul tense and freeze, he knew
what to do but wouldn't do it, Maka, however could, she quickly flipped them over,
changing positions with Soul, his face was confused and questioning, but he understood
when she grabbed his manhood and positioned it at her opening, Soul was about to
object, but before could, Maka slammed downwards Soul being sheathed to the hilt,
Maka held still as the pain of losing her virginity shot through her body, and Soul was
still in heaven with the feeling of being inside Maka, he knew with how tight Maka was
he wouldn't last long, he just had to last longer, taking in a deep breathe of air, Soul
grabbed Makas' hips, lifted her up slightly and slammed into her, the moan that came
from Maka echoed throughout the room, and they just kept coming as Soul kept
pounding into her, they were both in their own heaven, Soul could feel himself reaching
his limit, but he knew she was almost there, she was getting tighter and tighter, and with
one last extremely loud moan, Maka reached the peak of ecstasy, Soul not being able to
hold on any longer released himself inside Maka filling her with his seed, both exhausted
collapsed on each other, Soul slowly slid himself out of her, holding her close to them,
the last things they said was how much they loved each other, Maka was happy, he may
be forever a slave, but he would always be her slave.
Well there it is, I only wrote this cause my dad's internet sucks and will stop working, I'm probably not going to write longer stories like this and stick to oneshots, but who knows, with enough reviews asking for more I might.-SnakeRunner4
