AUTHOR NOTE: HEY! IT'S BEEN FOREVER! FINALLY GOT BACK TO HAVING ENOUGH TIME TO GO AND WRITE SOME STUFF ON FANFICTION. THIS NEW CHAPTER WILL BE A CONTINUATION OF LAST CHAPTER. THE TIME GAP IS ROUGHLY TWO MONTHS.

I HAD SO MUCH SCHOOL STUFF BUT AFTER READING ALL THE REVIEWS AND HAVING MY FRIEND, LIAM, READ IT, I DECIDED TO WRITE ANOTHER CHAPTER. I'LL TRY TO UPDATE MORE OFTEN BECAUSE SCHOOL IS ALMOST OVER. FEEL FREE TO PM ME OR FOLLOW ME ON TUMBLR. beautiful-url . tumblr . com

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Finally, Spring Break, two weeks of complete unadulterated fun had come to grant a stress free vacation from fighting and training. It was time for the Spartoi to enjoy the hot weather, get lost in the booze, and flirt with the other college students partying. Maka had began stressing about moving away to another country with Soul, a Death Scythe and his wielder, protecting a section of the world from regional Kishins. South America was going to be a big change from their quiet and isolated Death City.

Maka was dozing off after breakfast, her eyes glazing over the blank white wall in her room, when she saw a slip of paper float onto her bed in her peripherals. She had been daydreaming about the move and how she would be spending her Spring Break packing away belongings. Her attention was drawn to the tiny card resting on her blanket. In a fine calligraphy pen, her name was neatly written on the front of it. The card was like an invitation written by the Queen herself, tied with a bow in a silky golden ribbon with jewels embedded in the surface. She opened it gingerly, not wanting to ruin the fancy piece of paper. The inside was embellished with the same gold color as the ribbon and the same calligraphy as her name on the front. It read:

Ms. Maka Albarn,

You are cordially invited by

Mr. Soul Evans

to attend the Spring Break Pool Party (on the 13th of May)

hosted by Death the Kid

Please RSVP by May 12, 2014

Bring Swimwear, warm clothing, and bedding.

Maka couldn't help but laugh at the formality of an invite to a Spring Break party. She debated going to the party, considering the lateness of the invite.

"SOUL!" She shouted out. Maka knew that Soul was behind this. He had been complaining about how stressed she had been for the past month or so. Footsteps approached loudly, a door slamming open followed shortly.

"What's wrong?" He sounded frantic.

Maka held up the card between her index and middle finger.

"Care to explain this Soul?" She stood up and swayed over to him. "I got this today and the party's later today, right?. I wonder why I would have gotten it now." She stared at him quietly. Soul didn't flinch or budge an inch. Soul stood up straight and cleared his throat.

"Ms. Maka Albarn, if you would please sit back down on the bed." He walked forward and placed Maka back where she was before Soul had entered. "Pardon me for a moment." Before Maka had a chance to say anything, he exited immediately and ran towards his room to come back not one minute later with a large white box tied together with a gold ribbon. He placed it into her arms and bolted out the door, leaving her by herself with a mysterious package in her arms.

"What the hell?" She whispered to herself, still looking at the door. She looked down at the box and untied the gold ribbon. Inside the box lie a beautiful white and black sundress with a matching bikini. Maka's giggles couldn't be contained when she actually lifted up the articles of clothing. For the minute, she felt that all her stress was gone and that nothing bad was going to happen in South America. The weight on her shoulders was quickly released as she rapidly undressed and put on the dress and bikini. She ran out of her room and straight to the spare closet for her sleeping bag and Soul's Letterman that he stopped wearing a few years ago. Maka looked at the worn yellow fabric before quickly draping it over her shoulder and dashing over to Soul's bedroom.

Ferocious banging on the door was heard throughout their entire apartment. Maka ran in to find Soul in a pair of black trunks and a sleeping bag over his shoulder.

"So I see that you wanna go." Soul motioned at Maka's being. Maka smirked.

"C'mon loser, I'm driving."


The sun was panting just the same as any other day when they got to the car. Maka slid into the driver's seat while Soul packed their stuff into the trunk.

"Where are we going exactly?" Maka grimaced at Soul as they pulled out of the garage.

"We're going to Kid's house, he remodeled for this occasion." Soul smirked at her, showing his shark teeth.

It had been two months since they last had sex, and it was the time they had sex in shower. Spirit went bat shit crazy after he regained consciousness from the reaper chop and legitimately tried to kill Soul. Thankfully, Death the Kid stunned him to the point where he got amnesia. He never regained the memories of him hunting Soul down or even seeing them both in the shower that night. Stroke of Luck.

"Really? Just for the occasion?" She asked incredulously. Maka knew that he had a lot of money, but enough to remodel for one occasion? Never in a million years.

The drive over to Kid's house was about ten minutes of radio surfing and another ten listening to whatever was on the CD from the time before. It had been some kind of funky jazz music Soul had burned on a disc.

When they pulled up, they realized that Kid's house was the same on the outside with its symmetrical architecture and skulls. Maka parked near the drive way and pulled the key out of the ignition. Soul grabbed both sleeping bags as Maka grabbed the jackets and closed the trunk. The song "Just Dance" by Lady Gaga could be faintly heard from the backyard, along with shouting and cheers.

"Definitely sounds like a party." Soul muttered before knocking on the door. Immediately, Patty was standing at the door in her high-waisted swim suit.

"C'mon in you guys! We've been waiting!" Patty grabbed them by their free hands and pulled them through with force.

The mansion was beautiful, a staircase going up to the second floor gave a grand entrance in the middle of the room. A chandelier hung, almost the size of the staircase, high up in the arch of the ceiling. The tiny crystals glimmered like water reflecting light at night. There was a lounge room with a polished grand piano as the centerpiece to Maka's left, surrounded by several sleeping bags and jackets. To her right was a giant ice sculpture with the words "Let's Get Fucking Wasted" carved in the middle. The ice was surrounded by all kinds of beer and snacks with the sign "Enjoy" resting on a platter.

"Woah." Soul gasped out. His mouth was starting to water when they heard a familiar voice near the stairs.

"Look who finally decided to show up to the party." Liz was standing by the railing, drinking from a champagne flute. She wore a turquoise bikini with a thin skirt draped around her hips. "We were wondering when you guys were going to be showing up." She motioned with her head towards the piano. "Just drop off all your stuff there, the maids will organize everything." Liz turned around and started walking towards the backyard. Soul and Maka quickly dropped off their sleeping bags and jogged to keep up with Liz. Patty followed in suit.

"You guys ready to part-ay?!" Patty exclaimed behind them. She was cackling already, her laugh getting louder and more devilish. Soul and Maka already knew that she was wasted and it was only one in the afternoon. "You're gonna love it!"

Patty pushed Soul and Maka towards Liz who had just opened the back doors. They flew out and landed face first into sand. Liz and Patty chuckled as they went to converse with other guests.

Sand?

Maka lifted her face up to see sand in her hair and in her line of sight. Someone was standing right in front of her, their shadow keeping the sunlight away from her eyes.

"What?" She coughed out.

"Ahh, do you like the renovations?" Kid asked. Soul was already standing up and shaking the sand out of his hair.

"Hell yeah I do, Kid." Soul grinned cheekily. He offered his hand to Maka who used it to get up and shake off the sand in her hair.

Maka looked around to see new and remodeled backyard of the new Death God. It had sand from the back doors to the pool. The swimming pool was redesigned so it was like an actual beach. Shallow at first and then getting deeper as you went into the water further. At the end of the pool was a ten-foot-tall diving board. There were poolside bars near the half way mark of the imitation beach. Tall parasols were scattered along the sand, shading the lounge chairs, some occupied. By what Soul and Maka could see, there were over fifty people there, all drinking and hovering around the DJ, located the the right of the diving board. Shouts could be heard from the drinking games they were playing.

"Holy shit, Kid." Maka's mouth hung open. Kid could only grin.

"Feel free to use anything. The towels are available next to the poolside bars." He nodded and jogged over to Liz and Patty playing a round of beer pong.

Maka felt like she could actually relieve her stress at Kid's Spring Break Party.


The party was a hit, in the eyes of Maka. Everyone had fun drinking, swimming and partying. Only a few people decided to spend the night, surprisingly. Not surprisingly, it was the Spartoi who had brought their sleeping bags. Card games ensued, truth or dare was played, and the bottle was spun dozens of times. They all knew that they were going to have severe hangovers in the morning, Soul and Maka included.

The rooms in Kid's house were open to anyone wanted to use them, which of course meant that there was really no point for Maka and Soul to bring the sleeping bags in the first place.

They claimed a room on the 3rd floor, at the very eastern part of the building. Maka looked around to see a table piled high with snacks and all kinds of alcohol in the corner of the room. Soul walked over to the bed and flopped over.

"Ow!" Soul jumped.

"What's wrong?" Maka walked over to the bed. She saw something reflecting light from underneath the pillow. "What the hell..."

Soul reached behind his neck and pulled out a sealed silver square, just as Maka did from under the pillow.

Condoms.

"What the fuck, KID!" They shouted in unison.

They looked at the package and lifted both pillows. Trojan, and all the different versions too. Magnum, ecstasy, ultra thin, ultra ribbed. They saw some shady no-name brands too, flavored condoms though. Chocolate, vanilla, and... Triple Cherry. Of course Maka thought.

Soul was quiet, and stared at one package in his hands.

"Soul?" Maka was getting worried.

Soul turned around with a tiny package between his thumb and index finger.

"We should use these." Soul cocked his eyebrow and smirked at Maka. The package was a strawberry flavored condom. Both Soul and Maka knew that her favorite fruit was strawberry.

"Really Soul? Last time I remember, you didn't last that long." She crawled over to Soul over the bed. Her ass was high up in the air, swaying back and forth like a cat. She looked at him with a sly grin. "Gimme that." She reached out and grabbed the condom out of Soul's quivering hand. He was paralyzed. He couldn't move without being slightly bothered by the spreading heat near his groin. Maka was on top of Soul, teasing him, tracing her finger over his faded scar, back and forth.

"Well, I've never seen you be so dominant before." Soul commented. In reality, he just needed to stay cool about this situation before he completely lost it. Maka slid forward and began to tease Soul's pale white hair while she buried her face in his neck. He could feel his pulse racing in his ears, neck, and the growing erection he was failing miserably to conceal. Her hips began to grind on his own, causing his trunks to get tighter and more constricted.

"M-Maka.." He trailed off, not being able to finish the sentence. He could feel her sucking, teasing, nibbling at the flesh on his neck. She came up to look Soul in the face before he caught her off guard. Soul was desperately trying to dominate Maka and was once again failing to do so. His breath was sweet like the liquor he had been drinking, but not as sweet as Maka's, only drinking Strawberry Daiquiris and other fruity cocktails.

As Soul was trying to dominate, he was completely oblivious to the fact that his trunks were off and on the floor. Maka had been sneakily pulling his shorts down when he noticed that something was drafty.

"When-When did you do this?" He stuttered as Maka sat up straight on his thighs.

"Well, when you were to busy to notice, I guess." She giggled as she pecked Soul on the lips before she began to rip open the flavored condom package.

She pulled out the pink rubber ring. A faint fruity smell came off of the condom as Maka gently placed it at the head of Soul's erection.

"Let me see if I can do this or not." She mumbled to herself. She grabbed her hair and pulled it to the side as she let her lips surround the rubber ring. In one swift movement, she pushed the ring all the way down his cock and in the process, deep throat-ed her boyfriend. Soul let out a shriek as he felt warmth consume him.

"O-Oh..." He began to moan as Maka slowly came back up to make eye contact with Soul. His eyes began to glaze over as she massaged him slowly with her hand. Maka put her mouth to his erection again and began to caress him with her tongue. The condom indeed, tasted of strawberries, slightly bitter, but was on the dot of artificial strawberry flavoring.

Soul's head was static in colors of red, purple, and yellow. All swirling around and confusing him, pleasuring him, consuming him. All he could feel was Maka taking in as much as she could with her mouth and the heat radiating off his body.

Maka was pumping him slowly, twisting him every now and then to elicit a moan that caused her own body to quiver. She enjoyed the shudders his body would do.

"M-Maka, I'm not g-gonna last if you do th-this." Soul stammered out. His had was draped over his ruby eyes, breathing in little huffs and gasps. Maka felt him get stiffer all of a sudden. Soul was grabbing the sheets with white knuckles as he felt himself nearing when it stopped. Maka stood up and sat by Soul, kissing his face.

"Why did you stop?" Soul was legitimately confused. She shrugged.

"I guess I like it when you beg, and you weren't." She stared at him blatantly.

For once, Soul was at a loss for words. She was toying with him, playing with him like a cat would do to a mouse.

Maka sighed and took off her bikini top and bottom as she grasped his cock with a firm grasp, causing Soul to gasp in surprise and moan in pleasure. She lifted her hips and rubbed the head on her clit, slowly, causing friction and sexual tension to arise.

"Please." Soul looked at Maka pleadingly, she bit her lip as she began to take him in slowly, her eyes fluttering close. He could feel the heat spread around his lower abdomen as she eased her way around him. Maka began to breathe heavily as she got down to the base of his cock. Slowly grinding on each other as she settled down lower and lower. Maka began to go up and down as Soul grabbed her hips and guided her.

Soon, Maka realized that her hands were grabbing the head board as Soul grabbed her hips and began to pound into her. The sounds were lewd, but the motions were worse. He was caressing her clit as she was being forced up against the head board, everything going blank in her mind. She felt herself building up, right under her lower abdomen.

He was keeping up quite the act, using his stamina to last longer and go faster. Maka slipped from the head board and rested her head on the pillows in front of her. Soul was calling her name, over and over, trying to keep up the pace. Maka had closed her eyes as he continued to fuck her when she yelled out.

"Holy shit!" Maka was groaning loudly. Soul snickered as he continued to hit the same spot over and over. She was whimpering out Soul's name when she felt herself begin to release.

She screamed out, letting the pleasure overcome her senses as Soul continued to go on. Soon after, she felt Soul twitch underneath him and release. Maka fell over beside him and took deep breaths. Soul was panting as the ecstasy was drained away from both of them.

Maka turned over to Soul, eyes glazed over with lust.

"Round two?"


THANK YOU FOR READING! SORRY FOR THE WAIT AND HOW SHORT THAT WAS. I'LL TRY TO UPDATE DURING THE SUMMER! SHOUTOUT TO MONSIEUR WILLIAM HOOVER FOR MOTIVATING ME THROUGH OCCASIONAL SNAPCHATS.

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