Soul Eater One-Shots

SoMa: Dream Of Me (Smut)

Disclaimer: I do not own Soul Eater or its characters. This is intended for mature audiences only~

The little red ogre paced around the Dark room grinning. "Why am I here," Soul groaned looking at the little ogre extremely annoyed. Lately the little red ogre had been bringing Soul to the Dark room for no apparent reason at all.

The small red ogre smirked widely pointing to something behind him. Soul opened his stance sideways and noticed a solid red door behind him slightly ajar. Soul glanced back to the ogre to find he had disappeared. "Hn," he muttered stuffing his hands in his pockets as he walked to the door.

He pushed it open to see nothing but total darkness. Suddenly he heard a familiar laugh and was pushed into the room from behind. "What?!" The door slammed shut and a single light illuminated over a bed.

"Soul," a voice cooed as a slender figure stepped into the light.

Soul took a step forward realizing it was his meister. Maka was in her white button down shirt only buttoned from the third button down, clearly showing her pink lace bra, her green striped tie loosened as well, her plaid mini skirt hiked up higher than normal. Soul felt his nosebleed as he put his hand over his nose stopping in his tracks.

"Soul," Maka cooed walking towards him and placing her hands on his shoulders. Soul tensed up at her touch. "What's wrong cool guy," Maka questioned seductively leaning her head beside his.

"Maka, what are you-," Soul questioned before blushing brightly as he felt Maka gently nibbling on his ear. Maka ran her fingers through his hair tugging and Soul instinctively groaned in pleasure.

Maka peered in his face smirking before dropping to her knees on the ground in front of Soul. "MAKA," Soul yelled taking a step back as she reached for his jean's button, "WHAT ARE YOU DOING?!"

Maka tilted her head sitting on her heels, "you love me, don't you?" Soul stared at her for a few seconds. Did he love his meister? He knew that he had held some feelings for her but love and a crush were not the same thing.

Maka tilted her head as tears brimmed in her eyes, "you don't love me, do you?"

"I-I do love you," Soul choked out, "but I don't want you doing something you'll regret later...."

Maka smiled gently as she stood up again and grabbed Soul's shirt pulling him towards her as she fell backwards onto the bed. "Make love to me," she whispered, roughly pressing her lips against his. Soul was hesitant at first, holding his ground as Maka tried to get him to respond.

Soul placed his hand on Maka's waist as he gently kissed her back. Maka pulled away looking up at him blushing slightly and disappointed, "please Soul......please..... Don't make me beg."

"Maka, I don't want you doing anything you're going to regret," Soul stated giving her a genuine smile, "this isn't you. This isn't real. None of this is. You're not really here, but I'm not taking advantage of this situation anyway."

Maka blinked before laughing slightly, "you think this is only a dream?" Soul nodded in response. Maka laughed grinning before pulling a small purple pill out her shirt's breast pocket. She put the pill in between her lips before putting a hand on the back of Soul's neck pulling him down towards her pressing her lips against his. After he parted his lips, she slipped the pill into his mouth as she worked her's against his.

Soul swallowed the pill accidentally and pulled away instantly realizing he had. "What was that?!" He said panicking and putting his hands on his throat.

"An aphrodisiac," Maka hummed sitting on her heels and tilting his chin up to look at her, "it'll take effect in about three, two, one."

Soul instantly felt his body tingle in response. He stared at Maka wide eyes, feeling a sudden urge to devour her, so-to-speak. Maka hummed knowingly as she gently tugged his hair in her fingers hearing him groan much louder in response because his feelings had been heightened. "Maka...."