It was well past midnight by the time Asura kicked the door open to his apartment, shutting it quietly behind him even as he held Maka. The girl was wide eyed, with fear and anticiaption. The man read her thoughts, running through his own mind. She knew what was going to happen and didn't plan on letting it happen. But everytime that same sentence went through her brain, Asura would catch pictures of "Soul" dancing with the Nekos and clearly enjoying their big-breasted company then his own girlfriend's. Going with Asura was Maka's way of getting back at him. But...he felt the fluttering of butterflies in her chest whenever he laid even a finger on her. He had felt that electric jolt ever since he kissed her and he knew she feltsomething towards him.

Asura walked through the darkness of the large living room, setting Maka down on the couch. The blond fell back, sighing as she felt the cool leather against her skin. Asura took a seat next to her, shrugging off his jacket. He bent down, un tied his shoes, then bent over to remove Maka's. She tensed her foot, un-sure of what he was going to do, then relaxed when she realized what he was doing. It was a little hard to adjust to the harsh darkness of the room, but Maka could see the faint glimmer the white marks on Asura's bangs brightly in the shining moonlight, which splashed on to the arm of the couch. His eyes were cast downwards as he worked on the lace of her boots, humming a soft tune to himself.

"Asura...what are you going to do to me?" Maka whispered, not even bothering to bring her voice higher. Asura stopped. He looked up at her and smiled. "You know. I've read your thoughts." Maka blushed furiously, hands going up to clutch her head. She nudged Asura's face gently, but with enough force, and he chuckled. "Don't worry...I've only read a couple of them." That was a lie. He had been reading them since he had danced with her!

"Whatever...you're such a liar, As-" Maka broke off into silence as Asura's lips met hers once again. She felt a small jolt of shock, almost like it was a thunderbolt striking her lips and body, when his warm lips pushed against hers. She moaned inwardly, which slowly turned into external moans of pleasure. Asura grew bold, slipping his tounge between her red lips. She granted him entrance, grabbing on to the sleeves of his shirt. Asura drove his tounge along the cave of Maka's mouth, exploring every smooth part, twisting his tounge with her own, breaking away to only give her small breathes, then pushing back into her mouth. He expressed such harsh need, Maka didn't know how to comperhend it.

Maka tugged him away, much to both their reluctance, and she leaned to the far side of the couch. She was breathing hard, her breats moving up and down noticably. Asura watched her reddened face with pleasure, that pleasure rippling downwards to his dick, turning it from limp to half-hard. "I'm...I can't do this..." But in her mind, she said different. She wanted it, she needed it. And Asura was the kind of guy to deliver.

"Shut up. You love this..." He leaned over her lean body, grabbed both her wrists roughly, and pinned them above her. She wriggled and complained that her wrists hurt under his grasp, but he did not lessen his hold. He kissed her neck, trailing upwards in a saliva trail to her chin, licking and nippping. He gently bit her bottom lip, making her moan in pain. Maka arched her neck, granting him further access. Asura switched his hold to one hand, not that he needed to since she was complying with him, and started to feel her body.

His free, pale hand ran slowly up her thigh, fingers outretched around the skin. Even through jeans, he could feel her hot skin. Asura removed his lips from the girl's and started slowly kissing to her earlobe, gently tracing the red hoop the tip of his tounge, tugging it. Sucking it. Through all this, Maka was biting her bottom lip hard to keep from crying out in pleasure. Now, he let go of her hands, which quickly went around his neck, pulling his face into her neck, letting him smell her hot, sweaty scent.

"Do it...do it."

"Will you let me?"

The question struck her hard and Maka pushed him away. She thought about it, her eyes closed and her lips quivering. Asura watched her intently, waiting, begging for the answer he longed for. His heart was beating so fast, and from where his hand was on Maka's breast, he could feel the same in her. He reached into his back pocket, fingering the packet of Trojan condom. He would be her first, from what he gathered from her thoughts, and he would make it memorable. So memorable that this girl couldn't help it.

"Yes."

Before the words even had time to leave her mouth, Asura forced his lips against her own, letting his full power into that one kiss. Maka kissed back just as firecly, grabbing and tugging at his clothes, ripping off his tie and tossing it to the ground beside them. The leather couch creaked underneath them. Maka furiously ripped off Asura's shirt, tossing it with his tie. Now, he leaned over her, half-naked and looking incredibley sexy in the moon-light. Even...even Soul didn't look like this man, staring down at only her, wanting only her.

Asura had no trouble with her pants, tugging them down to her ankles in two swift motions, kissing and rubbing at her naked thighs. Maka groaned, pulling at Asura's hair, begging him to take her. The man complied eagerly, kissing just outside her black panties, earning a grind from her hips, which he pinned down hard just to tease her. Her knees were shaking badly as he licked the spot just above her clitoris, tasting clean panties that would be clean no more. He took them off her legs, throwing them into the darkness. Maka stared down, breathless as Asura took in the beauty of her bare pussy. Maka wriggled her hips. "I'm a virgin, y'know...will...will it hurt?"

"Just a little," he said, tracing the outer lips," But what I'm going to give you will make it all go away." Asura murmurred, kissing her inner thighs, slowly leading them up on to her clitoris. Maka's hips bucked up as she felt a hot shiver of pleasure rippled down her spine. She felt something warm and hot strike her clitoris and she moaned loudly. Asura gave her long, deep strokes with his tounge, relishing in the seeping liquids coming from her pussy. He parted her lips with his fingers, gazing at her virgin hole. He wondered if her hymen was broken. He glance up at Maka's flushed face and lust-filled eyes, then drove his finger in in search of her barrier. She yelped in surprise of something in her, biting her lips in extreme pleasure and ecstasy.

Much to his surprise, there was no barrier. His finger probed at where he knew it would be, but he felt nothing except tight wetness. He removed his finger from her tense body, grinning mishceviously at her. "You're hymen's broken. Are you really a virgin? Or did you break it doing something else?" Maka raised her eyebrows. She didn't know it was possible to break the barrier without touching it...but she suppose it was, since she didn't have one. Maybe it was when Tsubaki accidently kicked her in the vagina...or when she did the splits for the first time. She didn't know. But it would make the experience less painful...right?

"Get ready...Maka," Asura warned, removing his belt. Out sprung a hard, six inch cock, something Maka had never seen before. Her face turned an even badder red as she stared at it, stuck between letting it in her...or touching it. "Go ahead. Touch it if you want."

She touched the tip of his manhood with one finger, feeling the smoothness. She gulped, eyes flickering back down, then back up at him. "That's...going inside me?" Maka sounded like such a child, Asura couldn't help but belt out laughing at her innocence. "You are such a cutie."

He positioned his penis right against her hole, pushing. He finally got in and Maka gave a loud moan of pain. She scrunched her face. Asura reached over to kiss her cheek and sweaty forhead, then started to rythimacally push in and out of her body, loving thw sounds he got from the young blond. He picked up speed with each thrust, closing his eyes as a familar tingling feeling tickled his balls. Maka looked so godamn wanton down below him, her moans, squeaks, and groans complete turn-ons. He felt a wave of rushing heat travel down his back as he felt his legs and arms tense as he felt a sunmi of pleasure rack over him.

Maka groaned, her body twitching as he spilled his sperm into her. He saw white drips emerge from her pussy as he slowly left her. There, they lay, tangled on top of leather and sweaty skin. Maka was breathless, gasping as if she'd never breathe again. Asura hd his head between her breasts. He kissed a nipple affectionally, then smiled up at his panting blond. "So...you like that, Maka?"

"Yeah..yeah..."

Then they drifted off to sleep.