Maka was caged in once more, Kid's arms on either side of hers, stomachs in contact, his cock sliding along her thigh. He made no noise, but she felt the twitching his skin and heard the shiver in his breath when he exhaled. He was being unbelievably patient with her. Even though she knew that was just Kid's nature, she felt a bit selfish. He deserved something more than her just taking from him.

She took a deep breath, tongue flicking out to graze behind his ear. The raven's body shook again. She bit in the same spot and sucked, overlaying a previous hickey with a fresh one.

"I want to touch you…" she exhaled against his jaw, even as her hand was sliding down over his belly.

Kid said absolutely nothing. He only adjusted his position before his hand joined hers, encouraging her action. He remained silent even when he felt her small hand graze neatly groomed hair. Made no sound when she finally closed her hand around his length and gently ran her fingers along it.

"Is…is this ok?"

The Shinigami nodded, squeezing her hand in an effort to cue her to hold onto him tighter.

"I won't break. I promise."

Maka's face got redder and redder the longer she touched him, but she didn't pull away. The urge was there, but she swallowed it down. She chanced looking up every now and then, hoping for a little more guidance. The gun meister offered it in the form of squeezing her hand tighter in some areas, loosening his grip in others.

"Take your thumb and rub—ah, that's right—right there. Good girl."

Maka's fingers constricted around him every time he praised her. The litanies poured from his mouth at a quicker rate, hips shoving forward to thrust himself against her palm.

"Tell me what it feels like," he spoke over a shudder. His voice wasn't that of an instructor, but of a man losing himself to pleasure.

Maka liked that.

"It feels…warm," she began, sucking on her lower lip before she continued. "Hard and soft at the same time. Kinda spongy actually," she giggled a little. "Actually, if I really think about it, it feels a lot like the lung of that witch in Cairo that we had to…"

"Nope!" Kid's eyes shot open. "Please, sweet death, do not compare my dick to a dead witch's organs!"

"Awww, come on! They were surprisingly symmetrical!"

The Shinigami glared at her, but it was a wasted effort. Maka grinned at him like a Cheshire cat, continuing her exploration with quickly diminishing concern. Her hand had left his shaft to fondle his testicles, rolling them gingerly between her fingers. These, she knew, could not withstand near the same amount of pressure as the rest of him.

"Shit, Maka…I…are you sure you've never done this before?" Kid gasped.

She shook her head, stating that she just enjoyed playing with weighted balls in her spare time. Helped with her dexterity.

No shit.

The blonde pulled her hand back up and closed it around the head of his dick again, marveling a little at the fluid that had gathered there. She was a virgin, sure, but she was also a scholar. She understood the mechanics of sex, so it didn't particularly surprise her to see it. It did make her a little giddy to know it was there because of her.

Her fist closed over the head and rotated a bit, spreading the slightly sticky substance over his skin. She smirked when he hissed and bucked into her palm. When she looked up at him again she found his pale skin had flushed a vibrant pink, a slight tremor shaking his hand, and his eyes closed with his lower lip held firmly between his teeth.

"Kid?"

"Nnn…"

"Are you…am I doing something wrong?"

"Fuck no, Maka. What you're doing is very, very right," he laughed mirthlessly. "I underestimated how good you are with your hands."

"I'm sorry…" she flushed.

He captured her hand, pulling it away from flesh that throbbed and begged for more stimulation. He kissed her fingertips and her palm, her wrist and forearm, sighing gently.

"You definitely don't need to be sorry. You did well enough I had to stop you."

Oh?" she frowned a little, thinking about his words. "Oh!"

The raven slipped his hand back between her legs, happy to find that she was still slick from her orgasm. He ran his thumb over her clit cautiously, watching to see what she'd do. When she hissed and turned away a little his nostrils flared.

"Still sensitive?"

"Y-yeah."

"Good."

"Eh? Why?"

"I have a confession to make, Maka," Kid spoke seriously. "I love foreplay. It's important. Sets the mood, helps my partner relax. But…" he stopped for a moment to consider his next words. "If my partner comes first, she's more sensitive and considerably more responsive. It feels fucking amazing."

Though Kid wasn't particularly embarrassed by his confession (it was factual after all) he did feel a bit selfish about it, and he expressed his chagrin by rubbing the back of his neck and blushing a bit brighter.

"I don't know why you have that look on your face. Sounds to me like it's a win-win for us both."

The raven meister responded with a bubbly laugh and a small shrug. He supposed he shouldn't be surprised at her powers of analyzation. Maka could be impulsive, but she had always been incredibly astute.

"Alright then," he spoke as he once again leaned over to grab something from the table drawer. "This isn't an option for anybody else, but I'm clean, and you've never done this before, so…condom or no condom?"

"Aside from the obvious, what's the difference?" she queried.

"Basically the decision comes down to whether or not you want to feel what it's like with jizz inside of you," he shrugged. "Some like it, some hate it. There's no right or wrong way to feel about it."

"Well," she began, tone thoughtful, "I've got an IUD. You can't knock me up. And I did say I want to know what it was like, so…"

"Is this your way of trying to say bareback is fine, Maka? Because you really can just say it. I won't die if you want me to cover it up, either."

She snorted and shook her head, waving the condom away.

"Could always try it with one later," she said, as if it were the most natural thing in the world.

Maka did not miss his cock jerking at her words.

"Does it…does it do that a lot?"

"Only when it's really excited," came the casual statement, condom being returned to the darkness of the drawer.

The scythe meister was stunned into silence and Kid took the opportunity to seize her legs, pulling forward abruptly so she was laid flat out on her back again. Her surprised gasp fed the heat that was forming in his chest, his gut, coiling tighter and tighter. It was the first time in years that he was concerned about how long he'd last. Maka ignited a passion in him that he had been concerned was snuffed out. It had been awhile since another person had made him feel so desperate, and he'd missed it.

He tried not to dwell on the feeling overmuch.