Oh Gawd. I don't know if I can do this. D:

Don't kill me if this is terrible. Im sorry :'c

This will most likely be two parts.

Warning; MATURE/EXPLICIT/ADULT CONTENT.

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Maka gulped nervously as BlackStar moved to hover over her, his fingers already moving to gently tug her shirt up, exposing the bare, creamy flesh of her stomach underneath. The scythe meister thought she was ready, she really did, but… at the same time, she was a bit nervous. Although she'd certainly heard enough from Liz and Patty, she didn't exactly know how to do… things. What if she got it wrong and BlackStar thought she was an idiot?

As if sensing the blonde's frustration, the assassin grabbed her chin and forced her to look at him.

"Hey," He murmured huskily, his lips just barely brushing over hers, "Don't worry, okay? Just focus on me. Let your God take care of you." He kissed her lips tenderly before trailing slowly down to her collarbone, his mouth just barely caressing, almost teasing. Maka's head dropped back as she squirmed slightly, wanting more.

And then she gasped, blood roaring in her ears and heart hammering in her throat as, ever so carefully, BlackStar's hand came up to cup her right breast through the lacy black material of her bra. Her moans and squirms intensified as he began to massage it gently, all the while carefully placing kisses down her torso. When the blunette got to the waist line of her skirt he stopped, lust flooding his eyes as he stared into hers. He was waiting for confirmation, waiting for her to tell him he could continue.

Maka felt herself nod faintly, and BlackStar grinned ferally before tugging her skirt off. He proceeded to kiss his way up her legs, gently biting when he got to her inner thighs and causing her to groan louder than she thought was possible.

"B-BlackStar…" His name trailed off into a high pitched gasp as the other meister ran his teeth lightly up her thigh.

"Yes?" He said, pausing at her underwear again. "Tell me, Maka."

She felt her face flush with embarrassment as Maka realized what he wanted.

"… I can't." She stuttered out. In return, BlackStar simply grinned and ran his hand comfortingly up her leg.

"Oh, come on Maka. I can't do anything until you tell me what you want."

The scythe meister thought she was going to die from embarrassment. "Oh, Death, fine. I want you to… to…" As she awkwardly struggled with the words, BlackStar started to peel off her panties, making Maka shudder and lose her train of thought briefly.

"Yes?"

"To… To make me feel good." The blunette grinned triumphantly and pulled her underwear completely off, immediately bringing his head back between her legs.

Maka cried out in pleasure as BlackStar went to work on her. Her fingers knotted themselves into his electric blue locks and tugged as the waves of indescribable pleasure mounted within her. When his teeth grazed against her clit, she almost screamed. The blonde's moans and mewls got louder and more intense until all she could feel was BlackStar.

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Sorry to end so fast but im not supposed to be using the computer right now. Please R&R if you liked/want the second half C: