Maka woke as dawn broke, streaming light into the room through the blinds. Soul had stayed the night and slept in a chair in the corner. They had been inseparable ever since he kissed her. Maka felt her legs tingling and stretched before she realized that she had been able to sit up. She swung her legs over the side of the bed and pushed herself off. on to the floor.

Soul bolted up and looked around.

"Maka?" He asked. "Did you fall out of bed? Are you alright?"

Maka looked up. "I think my legs are asleep, but I can move."

Soul grinned. "Great. We can go home."

Nygas discharged the meister and Soul wheeled her home. "So I tried to make the bed, but I didn't know how to put on the fitted sheet."Glancing past the doorway revealed her mattress, crooked on her bed with sheets draped the wrong way. "And I did a load of laundry, but...." He unzipped his jacket and his white shirt was tinted pink. How did she not notice this morning? He zipped back up. "I put one of your red items in my white shirts." He scratched his head. Maka winced. How the hell did he make it through? She wondered. Soul continued. "I have some leftovers in the fridge that I made with bread and ketchup and ... stuff?"

Maka nodded. "I really want a shower though." Soul looked at the bathroom door. Without a word, he scooped her off the ground and carried her into the narrow room before placing her a plastic stool.

"So um. Are you good?" He asked.

"Yeah. I should be. Thanks." She looked away at the ground and so Soul headed through the door.

Soul stopped just outside the bathroom door and looked down, with a familiar bulge in his pants. For Death's sake, why now? He cursed. As he began to walk away he heard a thud and a screech.

"Maka, everything alright in there?" He asked, concerned. He was glad that she was home, but it may have been too soon.

"Soul. I may have fallen off of the stool in the shower."

"Yeah. So. What do you want me to do about it?" he asked as cool as possible. There was a long silence. Man. He wanted her to respond so badly.

"Can you...um...help me shower?" YES! exactly as he hoped. Damn. How was he supposed to get rid of his erection. "Soul?"

"Oh. yeah. That's cool."

"Just don't look."

"alright." he grabbed the doorknob and smiled. just one look...

Wow. She really fell off the stool. She had folded her clothes with panties on top outside of the large glass shower, and left the door open. She covered herself in the corner.

"DON'T LOOK!" she screamed.

"I'm not!" he replied, looking at the ground in front of him. "alright. I'm going to turn on the shower and let the water heat up." He removed the hand held shower head and turning on the water. He ran it over his hand until it was warm. He could tell Maka was still in the corner. "Um. Can you move to the center?" He asked, holding the shower head in his hand. She pushed herself up on her arms and moved over. Soul took a deep breath and looking away, poured the water over her.

"Soul! You're getting it in my face!" She yelled.

"Well you said not to look. Do you want to hold it?!"

Maka lowered her voice. "It's too heavy still." She paused. "I guess you can look."

Soul turned his head to Maka, sitting cross legged on the floor of the shower. Soul ran the water over her back and hair. Standing over her was awkward and so he knelt behind her to get shampoo and a wash cloth. His jeans soaked through and became heavy. He stripped off his shirt and threw it out of the glass stall. Without asking soul shuck off his jeans and picked up the shower head. When he lathered shampoo bubbles in Maka's hair he felt her stiffen.

"Soul..." she started. "Where's the shampoo bottle?" she asked hesitantly.

"Uh here." he said handing it forward."

"And the soap..."

"Here."

"Then what is on my back?"

Soul looked down and freaked out. His boxers were not keeping his hard manhood concealed and he had been leaning on Maka. How should he say it? He had to be polite. Screw it. "My dick."

"WHAT?" Maka screamed. 

"I took off my jeans because they were wet. What? should I put heavy, wet jeans back on?" He asked

"Actually..." She wandered off. "You can take off your boxers too."

Soul pinched the bridge of his nose, feeling a massive nosebleed coming on.

"Alright." He said coolly dropping the waistband and throwing it out of the stall with his wet pants and shirt. His hair was plastered to his face. 

The water was still running and he turned the heat up slightly before washing the bubbles out of Maka's hair. Looking down in front, he could see one hand between her legs and the other covering her breasts. Soul was about to burst. He leaned against the shower stall wall and lay Maka back on him.

"Do you like it Maka?" He asked quietly, running the water over her breasts. He held back as much as possible."

Maka nodded. 

"Will you say it for me?"

She spoke softly. "....I like it." He leaned forwards and placed his hand over her own, moving her fingers and slowly stroking her sex. Maka panted quietly and so he picked up the pace and the force, making her yelp. Her body was still limp from the battle, but he could feel that her inner walls were tight and working fine as he slipped a digit into her. She moaned and whimpered.

"Soul! I can't take it!"

He grinned with his shark tooth smile. "I'm just getting started.

He slipped from behind her and lay her down, before hanging up the shower head so that the water fell over them. Maka was hot and wet and Soul slipped down to put his face between her legs. He licked and sucked and flipped his tongue over her clit. She whimpered.

"Soul!" I can't hold out much longer!" She yelled.

Soul lifted his head and stroked his member. It was huge. Well, Maka was a virgin and she had never seen a penis before, but there was no way that it would fit in her.

"Can I?" Soul asked, teasing her entrance with the head of his penis.

Maka nodded. "I still can't really use my legs though." She trailed off, embarrassed.

"That's just fine." He replied.

He positioned himself between her and slowly entered in. Maka winced."

"You're tight." he remarked. "Wait- are you a virgin?!" He paused.

"Is that bad?" She asked. "I want this."

Soul nodded and pushed his way inside of her. He rested in her. "Don't worry. It will feel good soon." he smiled lightly and Maka nodded. He was right. Maka looked at the falling water and clung to Soul's shoulder with her nails, raking them on his back as he moved in and out of her, going as slowly as his willpower would allow. Maka was breathing hard and her vulva was swollen, her clitoris bulging.

"Faster." She whispered. Soul grinned and picked up the pace. He talked as he thrust.

"Look Maka. Look where our bodies are connected."

She looked away from the water. The sight was scary and arousing. Maybe too arousing. Soul pounded into her and her walls tightened. She clawed his back. Soul was about to orgasm, but he wanted to wait it out. He went as vigorously as he could before Maka yelled out.

"I'm about to-"

Soul pulled out and they came together. Maka's stomach was covered in his hot liquid, and she was dripping out of her woman hood. Soul went down and licked it all up. Maka could see now that she drew blood from his back.

Grabbing the soap, Soul washed his seed off of her body and leaned in to kiss her. Lovingly, he washed her everywhere and wrapped her in a towel, carrying to his room and placing her on the bed, before closing the door and hanging his hat on the doorknob.

Blair came home that evening from the bar with Spirit. She looked to see the hat on the door and smiled, backing out of the apartment. Guess they were having their own resonance...

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