SoMa Week 2014
By: KarmaAliceFowl009
Disclaimer: I do not own Soul Eater *cries away into the sunset*
Summary: Day 6: What sucks even worse that the wounds that they receive is the aftercare. At least Maka knows Soul will always be there to help her. Follow Up to Wounds!
Rating: M (suggestive themes)
Chapter 6: Bandages
The day after the attack, Stein released Maka, telling Soul that no matter how much she insists that they were not to take any mission until after she was cleared, which would be after her appointment a week from that day. She sulked, hating that she was unable to do anything. Soul waited on her hand and foot, bringing her food and refusing to let her leave her room, and damnit! It was pissing her off. She was a strong woman! She didn't need someone taking care of her.
"Soul! I can shower by myself thank you very much!" she snapped as he was trying to follow her into the bathroom. She understood that he was protective of her but god this was going too far. Besides, it was invasion of her privacy. The shower was the one place where she could have her guard down without fear of him finding her in a disheveled state.
"I just want to make sure that you are okay," he replied, and she could hear the sadness that tinted his voice. Great, she hurt him.
"I know that Soul. I appreciate everything that you've been doing for me, but I can handle doing some things on my own," she said with a small smile. "How about this? If I need help I will call for you," she offered, hoping to cheer him up.
"Promise?" he asked, looking like a hurt puppy. He couldn't help it though! He worried about her and her safety just like she did when he got hurt in Rome.
"I promise," she smiled, grabbing his hand and giving it a tight squeeze. It was enough to reassure him and he went to the living room to watch the television. She sighed in relief as she was finally given some privacy. She started the water, letting it run to heat up as she undressed, struggling slightly with undoing the dressings on her shoulder and stomach. She eventually got them off and stepped into the shower, hissing in both pain and pleasure from the hot water hitting her skin. She took her time washing herself, both to enjoy the small freedom the shower gave her and because it was difficult to move her limbs at the moment. The hot water felt heavenly to her and she wanted to bask in its greatness for as long as possible.
Soon enough, however, she was maneuvering her way out of the shower, having finished. She was completely at ease now, and she felt better since the grime of the battle had finally been washed from her. As she dried herself off, she reached for the bandages and was faced with a dilemma; the wound on her shoulder was at a place where she couldn't properly wrap it. So she had two choices, attempt to wrap it herself and hope nothing gets infected, or have Soul wrap it for her, which would be extremely embarrassing because he would see her chest since she can't wear a bra at the moment. Her cheeks flushed from the thought of Soul seeing her chest, but she dismissed it; he would never be attracted to her, so nothing to work herself up over. Sighing, she wrapped her towel snuggly around her chest, grabbed the bandages, and walked to the living room.
"Soul?" she called, checking to see if he was awake.
"Yeah?" he responded, turning to face her and his jaw dropped. She was in nothing but a towel and damn she looked hot. He fought off a nosebleed and crossed his legs in a way that she wouldn't see the erection starting to form.
"Could you bandage my shoulder for me?" she asked shyly, suddenly feeling very self-conscious and stupid for even thinking that this was a good idea.
"Sure. Come here," he managed to choke out after clearing his throat. Did she not know the affect she had on him? She sat next to him, handing over the bandages as she faced him.
"Please don't laugh at me," she said with a shaky breath as she let the towel fall down. The bandages slipped from his hands as he tried to keep his eyes from popping out of their sockets. Here was Maka, the girl he had pined for for years, completely exposed to him. His eyes roamed her body, taking in the swell of her perky breasts, the gentle curve of her waist and hips, and the long and shapely legs that he had dreams about since he was younger. His eyes met hers as she blushed.
"Why would I ever laugh Maka?" he murmured in a thick voice, his hand betraying him to caress her face gently.
"My body is nothing to get excited over," she whispered, eyes casting downward. He internally groaned. Of course his stupid pre-pubescent teen years were coming back to bite him in the ass.
"Maka," he whispered, tilting her face up so they were eye to eye. "Believe me, your body is definitely something to get excited about. I know I said some stupid things when I was younger, but I didn't mean a single thing. It was my way of hiding my true feelings for you," he confessed, face growing hot. She laughed lightly, shaking her head.
"Don't lie Soul. No one ever will get excited over me." For her to think this lowly of herself made him mad. He would just have to prove it to her. He took her hand and guided it to his groin, running it over his erection as he hissed in pleasure.
"I'm not lying Maka. You are so damn beautiful and excite me all the time. Now do you believe me?" he asked, panting as her hand remained on his arousal since she was too shocked by his actions to move it. Her face was bright red as she looked at him, curiously squeezing him gently, which earned her a loud moan from him.
"I-I guess I believe you. I just didn't know you felt that way about me," she blushed, massaging him again because she liked the sounds he made. His hand laid on hers, stilling it. She looked up at him with curious eyes.
"As good as that feels, and damn does it feel good, I don't think we should take this any further." She crestfallen look on her face made him quickly continue his train of thought. "I wouldn't want you to be in pain if we did anything more. That and Stein said that you can't exert yourself until after the appointment. And believe me, if this goes how I think it will, you definitely will be exerting yourself a lot," he smirked, the innuendo hanging in the air. "But only if you want to," he quickly added, letting her know that the choice was hers.
"I-I do want to," she admitted, breathing shakily as the weight of his words hit her. He wanted HER! She never thought that he would ever want her, and from the implication of his words, he wanted her in more than one way; he wanted to pleasure her and make her his.
"After you heal then," he whispered, pulling her close and kissing her forehead. She didn't fail to notice the lingering touches that he gave as he wrapped the wound or the light kisses he would place on her neck while he worked. She knew that something new was brewing for them, and she was glad it was him because she knew he would always be there for her. She was just glad that he was the bandage for her broken body.
A/N: Day 6 down! Sorry that it's a day late! Read and Review lovelies! Last chapter shall be up soon and be a continuation of this chapter!
