Soul eater soma one-shorts

Black blood room: part 2

For a moment, Soul said nothing. Maka stood there in silence, feeling both embarrassed and stupid. She had revealed her turn inner feelings to Soul and he was standing there, not saying anything. What was she thing? "I'll be going now," Maka. But Soul raised his hand to her cheeks and began brushing her cheeks with his thumbs, when he did this every stroke seemed to pass an electric current with every stroke.

"Maka," he murmured, his face moving ever so close to hers that their faces were nearly inches apart. Maka couldn't think, her normally fast working mind seemed to have been jammed and stuck. Soul grinned his usual shark-toothed grin before he pressed his lips against her own. It was wonderful. The moment their lips touched, sparks seemed to fly from their lips and fireworks were starting to explode inside her jammed and stuck brain which resumes thinking again.

They kissed for several long minutes, all the whole Maka felt a warm feeling spreading through her stomach. Soul broke apart but his lips didn't leave her skin, he lowered his lips to her neck, wrapped one of his hands around the back of her neck and began placing tiny kisses on her neck which, like his strokes before, sent electric currents thought her body.

Maka moaned as she leaned her head to her left shoulder as Soul continued to plant little kisses on her neck. Then she felt sharp pain on her neck, Maka gasped on pain. She felt Souls lips disappear from her neck. He leaned down and placed his forehead against her own. "Sorry," he murmured. "I just wanted. To show you how much I love you."

Before Maka could say anything, Soul pressed his lips to her once more but this time his kisses were even rougher.

He pushed her roughly against the wall, feeling his body press ago at her own. A massive electric current went through her body again. Soul kissed her hungrily, sucking on her lower lip but after a minute of doing this Soul must have gotten bored with this because the next second later Maka felt his tongue trace along her bottom lip. Maka gasped at his sudden attack, feeling her cheeks burning which meant that she was blushing. Soul dived his tongue into her mouth, and touched her tongue.

Maka made let out a moan of delight. After a minute of that, Soul pulled away. Maka noticed that his cheeks too were bright pink against his alabaster skin. He reached out and stroked her cheek his his hand. Suddenly his hand transformed into the head of a scythe, which caused Maka to jump. "Soul?" she asked, feeling her eyes widen at what he was doing. "Stay still," he murmured, and before Maka could say anything, he used his scythe arm to rip her dress from her neck down to her waist, which revealed a black lace bra under her black strapless dress.

Maka felt a cold breeze at the exposed skin from the rip in her dress. Soul swooped down and captured her lips, this time his hands moved from her waist, slowly up her back, up her neck and up to her hair. She felt his hands wind through her hair which was done up in pigtails, his hands undid the black ribbons that Maka had used to tie up her hair. She felt her hair fall to her shoulder. "You're skins hot," he noted as he stroked his hands across her cheeks which was burning so much that she felt as though her cheeks felt like they had burst into flames.

"That's because you're," began Maka but Souls lips attacked her lips again, giving her another deep and passionate kiss, which caused Maka to moan in delight. After a minute Soul pressed his lips against her forehead, "So cute," in a murmur that sounded like a purr.

Maka ducked her head, feeling her cheeks (if it were even possible) even hotter than ever as she pressed her face against Soul's chest.

Suddenly, the ground disappeared, Maka almost gasped out loud at what Soul was doing. "W-wait Soul," said Maka but the words were barley out of her mouth as Soul set her down in a red and black, comfortable high back chair. Soul reached out and stroked her burning cheek with his right hand. Maka, unsure what he was doing, grabbed Soul's tie and yanked it toward her.

Soul leaned in and began giving her tiny kisses along her face, from her chin across her cheek and stopped at her ear where he licked the shell of her ear. "It's not fair," mutter Maka. "Clothes . . .You're the only one still fully clothed." "You want me to undress as well?" asked Soul, his eyebrows rising. "I didn't say that," said Maka. Soul grabbed his jacket and pulled it off. "I'll undress for you," said Maka.

She grabbed his shirt and began to unbutton it. Most of the buttons were easy but when she came down to his chest where the scar was, Maka's hands began trembling. Maka avoided looking at the scar and continued to undo the buttons.

Maka was down to the last button when Soul's came right up close to her own so that their lips were almost touching. "You're so cute," he murmured then he pressed his lips against her own. Soul pulled away and began kissing down her neck and kissing her chest.

Soul heard something move in the shadow, Soul pulled away to look and found Little Ogre the demon sitting on the grand piano. "Hey you," said Soul. "No looking." Little Ogre face pulled into a twisted smile . . . . . .

Just so you know, I did not write this story (because l can't write lemons) I don't know who did but they are a awesome writer.
P.s I'm saying this because my friends are asking about this thing and the one who read this Lemon will be like "tash"
And l don't want that soooo... You happy Sarah!!!

Love
Luna