Smut

Soul x Maka Smut

Maka and Soul had been sent on an extracurricular trip to Nebraska and Lord Death put them in the cheapest motel in the area. That meant that the room they had, had one bed and no AC. They had spent the whole day trying to track down a kishin egg and were now trying to go to sleep, which was a nearly impossible feat in the heat of summer.

"Ugh, it's hot," Maka groaned, rolling over. She was wearing her gym shorts and tank top that she would normally wear when she was forced to play basketball. "There's no way I can sleep like this,"

Soul sighed and shifted slightly. "Maka, shut up." He said dully, "I'm trying to sleep," He was dressed just in his black gym shorts and wore his thin black headband.

Maka rolled over again, "But, UGH!" She sighed and bumped into him. "I bet you can't sleep either."
"Maka, just be quiet,"

"You know I'm right,"

"Just stop talking,"

"I thought you were trying to sleep."

"I would, but someone won't shut up."

"But it's so hot, Soul," Maka whined.

Soul remained silent.

"Sooouuuulllll," She groaned, smacking his arm repeatedly.

Soul suddenly rolled over on top of her and pressed her into the bed. "If you don't stop going on about how hot it is, I'm going to give you a reason to be hot," He growled, glaring down at her. The girl had frozen beneath him and he smirked, his teeth glistening in the moonlight. "That's what I thought," He scoffed, starting to roll off of her.

"But... Soul..." She protested, slightly quieter.

Soul shifted back on top of her easily, "you really want to play this game?" he jeered, eyebrow raised slightly.

Maka shifted underneath him, "I-it's really hot, though..." She murmured as Soul leaned into her face. Her heart raced, Soul has to be joking. He wouldn't actually do anything. She thought, the space between their lips closing quickly. He could taste the mint of her toothpaste on her breath as he finally closed the gap, crushing his lips to hers.

He snaked a hand up her shirt tracing the under of her breast with his fingertips. Maka shivered under his touch, her senses felt like they had been electrified. Soul pulled away from Maka, his face still lingering close. She stared up at him with her mouth agape, completely astonished as to what was happening. Soul smirked down at her, "if you leave your mouth open like that, it's going to seem like an invitation for me."

Quickly, she shut her mouth and gave him a small glare. "Y-You can't be s-serious," She said with disdain, trying to make it seem like she hadn't had a crush on him for years.

"Oh, like I didn't notice you kissing me back," He replied, rolling his eyes.

"That was m-me trying to b-be polite!" She squeaked, it was an obvious lie. His crimson eyes stared into her own, she knew he knew that she was lying. He raised an eyebrow and started to get off of her, she grabbed his upper arm. "Okay, I, uh, I lied..." She admitted, looking away from the smug smirk on his face. "C-could we try that again?"

Soul was triumphant, he leaned back down and started kissing her again. She felt his rough hand cup her breast and she bit his lip in response. He gave it a light squeeze and pressed his hips harder to hers. She let out a soft gasp as she broke the kiss, Soul moved to her neck. He gently grazed his teeth on her and bit down. Another sound escaped her lips and she tangled a hand in his hair, giving it a tug. In response, Soul growled in her ear and moved to her collar bone, leaving an angry red mark.

Soul pulled up on her tank top and Maka sat up slightly, Soul tossed the garment aside. He gazed down at her chest and she shivered despite not being cold. "You're not as flat chested as you seem," Soul murmured, kissing further down her chest.

"It's all th-the," she stuttered as he pressed his lips against her nipple. "lay-layers," She said tightly, squeezing her eyes shut and tugging at his hair. Soul noticed his shorts become tighter as his dick hardened.

He glanced up at her and smirked, "Must be," He whispered huskily, continuing down her stomach. He stuck his thumb in the waist band of her shorts and lifted her hips gently so he could pull them off. Maka flushed lightly, she had worn a cute pair of panties that were a pastel marble of white, pink, and purple with a pink lace trim.

Soul leaned onto one arm to have the other trace up her inner thigh and trailed the length of her opening, noticing she was already wet. "Did you plan this out, Maka?" He whispered huskily in her ear before applying pressure to her clit. Maka jumped in response, letting out a moan and covering her mouth as she was embarrassed at the noise.

"No, I-I didn't," She responded, turning her head from Soul. He pressed his lips against her jawline and he rubbed slow circles on her swollen nub. She shivered against him, though these sensations were not all entirely new, it was a completely different experience sharing it with someone. She splayed her fingers on his stomach as he continued to stimulate her, her breath was becoming ragged. He pulled his fingers away and she shivered in disappointment, glancing up at him. He smirked and got up, going to his bag and sifting through his clothes. She noticed a bulge in his pants, her cheeks flushed and she looked away as he pulled out his wallet.

Soul dropped his pants and came back over to her, crawling on top of her. "It's okay, Maka." He said, seeing how flustered she seemed to be. "I promise I'll be gentle," He whispered, using one hand to slide her panties off. Then, he pushed his boxers off and sat back a bit to roll on the condom. He leaned back over Maka and traced her entrance with his tip.

Slowly and gently Soul pushed inside of her, pausing whenever Maka whimpered or tensed up. He kissed her neck as he continued until he was fully inside her. He lifted himself up to look down at her and her cheeks were flushed. Her breath was a bit labored and she squeezed her eyes shut, her nails dug into his back.

Soul took a deep breath, "I'm going to move now," he said, leaning down to capture her lips in a hot blooded kiss as he withdrew his hips from her. The small girl shook beneath him and took a sharp breath in. She bit his lip and he groaned, pushing into her once more. She tangled another hand in his hair and tugged. He picked up speed, making her moan a bit louder and tug at his hair harder. He growled in response, snapping his hips into hers and causing her to arch her back.

Soul bit her neck again and she could feel a knot building in her lower abdomen. She clawed his back more as it felt like electricity was pulsating through her body. He knew they would be covered in a myriad of marks in the morning. Maka let out a gasping moan and Soul groped her breast, running his thumb over her nipple.

She gripped his hair as her eyes rolled into the back of her head. "O-oh," She murmured, "Soul, urg, I-I'm—ah!" He was gripping her hip now, very tightly. He nodded, jaw clenched in determination. She felt herself on the edge, ecstasy quickly washed over her as she came. "Soul!" She shouted, her body frozen for a moment. In that moment, Soul met his end too, grunting her name into her ear.

They relaxed together, taking a few moments to catch their breath before Soul pulled out. He carefully pulled off the condom and tossed it in the bin in the bathroom. Maka got up and went to the bathroom, Soul offered for them to shower together and she agreed. As they washed up, Soul gently rubbed her back and dried off after they finished the shower. Once they were dressed in their pajamas again, they changed the sheets on the bed and went to sleep.