Hey guys! So, I just can't seem to get this story updated like I plan to. I had a full blown out plot ready for this story with smut, romance, and angst, but I just can't get my heart into it. This story is starting to feel like a chore. There is another Soul Eater story that I want to write, so I'm going to end this one here. I think the other one will be a lot more interesting to write and read. I think this is a good place to stop it. We'll end where we began... WITH SMUT. :D

-Ash

Maka squirmed under his gaze as she was suddenly all too aware of how very naked her boyfriend was in front of her on her bed. "S-So," her face flushed, "if you're going to teach me then why don't you start demonstrating?"

The grin fell of his face instantly as he gaped at her. "Was that—permission?"

She chewed her lip, an action that didn't go unnoticed by her boyfriend before her causing a tingling in his gut. "W-What?"

He held a hand up. "Hold the fuck up. What happened to 'no, Soul, we can't what if we get caught'?" he said with a raise in his tone to mock her voice.

"W-Well, I know that I don't have any protection here. I didn't exactly plan on this —er, us, ya know? So what if we don't go all the way? We're less likely to get caught, and we don't have to worry about, um—possible pregnancy," she replied while mumbling the last bit.

Soul hummed. "I get what you're saying, but I don't see how us not going all the way is going to prevent us from getting caught," he began before eyeing her panic, "and I'm shutting up now because I'm the horny one who is pro sex in this situation."

His girlfriend fiddled with her thumbs in her lap. "Soul, don't get me wrong. It isn't that I don't want you. I'm just scared of my father finding out. He will have you expelled. He has that power…"

The boy grinned as he leaned forward towards her. "Maybe…" he cupped her cheek in his hand as his lips hovered hers, "you're a risk I'm willing to take."

She flicked her gaze down to his lips then back up. "You're willing to give up a prestigious school for me?"

He pulled back dramatically and groaned. "Makaaa, here I am butt-ass naked while practically begging you to pay attention to me and all you can think about this stupid school? Maka, I didn't even want to be here, but you changed all of that for me. I want to be with you. No matter where that it is, okay?"

"So how much of this are you saying so that you can get in my pants?"

He gaped at her. "Is that really what you think of me?" he reached over the edge of the bed and snatched his boxers off the floor irritably. He pulled them on as he started to scoot off the mattress.

"What are you doing? No that's—that's not how I meant it."

Soul spun his head back to face her. "Then what did you mean, Maka? Because lately all you think is that I'm a horn dog who is just in this relationship for sex. All I want to do is fix what happened for you. I want to make you feel good and make you feel better about choosing me to be your first, okay? Need I remind you that you were my first too? You weren't the only one who basically said 'fuck morals I really like this person' at the lake."

Maka's tongue suddenly felt heavy as she opened her mouth to speak. Nothing came out as Soul gazed at her expectantly. He was right. She had put him through a lot through the past week, and he deserved better. She knew that. So why did she keep putting her foot in her mouth!?

"I know that," she responded with new confidence she didn't even know she had. "Boys have never been my best subject, okay? I'm scared."

"Of your dad, yeah I know."

"No! I'm scared of you."

He stared at her. "Look, I know I've come on pretty strong the last few days, but that was only because I knew how guilty you felt. I wanted to fix that, so I'm sorry for—"

She shook her head quickly. "No, no! I'm scared of disappointing you. I've never had a boyfriend before at all. I don't know how this works. You keep saying you'll show me, and I keep running from you because I'm afraid. I don't like failing, Soul. I'm scared of failing you."

"Why do I keep feeling like we're talking in circles? Didn't we just talk about this?"

"Yes, but I mean—I just…"

"Are you stalling?"

"What?"

He cocked a brow at her. "Are you trying to keep this argument going so that I will just give up? Look, if I'm that repulsive then just tell me."

"No, I just keep saying things and I don't know why. I just don't know what I'm doing. What if I really suck at this stuff, Soul? What if I am completely terrible at sex?"

His snort echoed through the room. "I'm sorry, what? You are scared of being bad at this? At thing point I'm so pent up with frustration that kissing might make me explode. Where is that confident girl from the lake?"

Where was that confident girl from the lake? What was wrong with her? Here she is: a girl who didn't think she was very attractive that had a boy practically begging for her because he actually cared about her. What was she doing? Oh God. That was what this all was about. She was scared at being bad at sex. She was scared of failing as a girlfriend. She was scared of not being about to satisfy him.

What an idiot she was, right?

Hell, she'd read books. She could do this.

"She's right here," she said as she reached towards his clothed crotch.

He flinched and glanced up at her. "Woah, hold up. Are you bipolar? You literally have changed three emotions right now in the last twenty minutes."

She snorted. "There's a girl touching your penis, but you're more concerned with my epiphany I just had?"

Soul held his hands up in defeat. "You're right. I'll ask about the epiphany lat-er." She squeezed him through his boxers, and he squinted at her. "I see how this is," he began before gripping her shoulders and pushing her down onto the pillows behind her as she squeaked in response. His lips brushed hers as he spoke. "You can never disappoint me. I'm just as new to this as you are."

The blonde flushed as her boyfriend captured her mouth with his own. Maka found herself melting into his touch as his hands came up to caress her scalp. His teeth nipped at her bottom lip causing her gasp against him. Soul flicked his tongue across the roof of her mouth coaxing her to tangle her own tongue in a dance with his. He groaned at the action, while Maka felt a fluttering sensation in the pit of her stomach.

He reached for her striped blouse and popped a button open. Soul paused, hovering his hand over the next button to make sure there was no retreat on Maka's part. She pulled away and her coy expression was immediately embedded into his memory. She leaned over to plant pecks down the side of his neck. He let out a harsh sigh as she nibbled at his collarbone.

Soul's fingers found her top once again, all apprehension from previous moments now gone. She wanted this.

And he was so damn glad that she did.

After plucking the next button open, the rest soon followed suit. He felt the goosebumps rise against his fingers when his hands gently gazed down her sides to her hips. Soul grinned when she let out a surprised squeak as he cupped her rear. She popped her head up quickly.

She glared. "Really?"

Soul buried one hand into her hair (while keeping the other on her ass, much to his pleasure) and pulled her head back down to his. "Sshh..." his lips found hers instantly reigniting their fire.

He reached upward to push her blouse off her shoulders. Maka sat up with Soul following after her, helping him rid garment from her person. Soul chewed his lip as he drank in the sight of her. He gave a small smile. "You're beautiful, you know that?"

She glanced down shyly at her lap. "You'd be the first to say so."

The corner of his mouth twitched as his smile slid into a sly grin. "That means I get all of you to myself then," he said as he idly played with her bra strap.

She watched his actions at her shoulder carefully. "You—really think I'm beautiful?"

Soul chuckled lightly as he gently began to slide the elastic down her shoulder. "Of course, I've said it plenty of times, haven't I?"

"I know, it's just—it makes me so happy to hear you say that," she admitted while her flush deepened down her shoulders.

"Good," he wrapped his arms around waist before turning her around. He pulled her into his lap and suddenly she was all too aware of the situation her boyfriend was sporting when she felt the hardness pressed against her tailbone.

He reached up and untied the ribbons in her hair, releasing them from their pigtails. He smirked as he leaned his placed his chin into the crease of her neck. "Do you always wear your hair in pigtails?" The boy hummed when his girlfriend merely bobbed her head slightly. "So does that mean I'm the only one who gets to see you like this?"

She scoffed. "Well yeah, I don't run around in my bra in front of everyone."

"No! I meant your hair down, you dork."

Maka sat quietly in thought for a moment. "I usually have it up because it's always in the way. I've wanted to cut it, but—my mom has long hair so it's always kept her close," she murmured.

He nodded into her shoulder. "I get it," he replied while placing a soft kiss there. "I'm glad this sight is just for me. I guess all this beauty is our secret." Soul leaned back before inching a finger under the fabric of her bra.

Maka's breath hitched at the touch. He dragged his digit across the back before resting it on the clasp. "Can I…?"

"Yeah," she sighed out.

He carefully pinched the clip and felt Maka flinch when the cloth snapped off. Soul smoothed a hand over her bare shoulder. "Hey, it's okay. You know you can trust me," he gripped her arm lightly. "We're not going to make the same mistake twice. We won't go all the way, I swear. I won't do anything you're uncomfortable with."

She smiled lightly. "Thank you. I trust you."

He gave her an encouraging squeeze of her arm. "Good," he placed gentle pecks up her neck. Kisses right behind her ear sent tingles down her spine. The little shiver didn't go unnoticed by her boyfriend. "You know, I'm going to admit that I might have an ear kink."

She let out a light giggle. "What?"

"When we were at the lake and you breathed in my ear, it was a little too hot for me to handle."

Maka snorted at the wording. "Well, I'll be sure to remember that."

"That was the intended purpose," he shrugged.

"You're doing a lot of talking. Are you stalling?" she teased as she glanced over her shoulder at him.

Suddenly his hands were at her hips. "I don't want you to be nervous. None of this should scare you," he massaged at the flesh of her pelvic bone before his hands slowly dragged back up her stomach.

Soul nibbled at her earlobe as Maka hummed. He felt her body relax when he kissed her cheek lightly. Tentatively, Soul allowed one had to slide further upward until he cupped her now bare breasts. She let out a surprised gasp, which only encouraged him further. He squeezed and kneaded her flesh as he felt the bud harden under his touch. He flicked a pert nub while pressing his lips gently to the skin of her neck once more. Maka leaned back against his chest with a moan.

The boy could feel the heat bubbling in his stomach. He thrust his arousal along the small of her back. The blonde sucked in a harsh breath at the action. Maka rolled over before pushing him backwards into the mattress. She ground her wetness against his erection. Soul groaned as he smacked his head back against the sheets. She leaned down and nibbled at his ear causing him to let out a shaky breath and thrust against her.

Soul gazed up at her with lidded eyes as he ran his hands up her thighs and under her skirt. The blonde stared at him with anticipation. She felt her stomach churn at his unpredictability. Soul brushed a hand along her inner thigh, causing her breath to hitch. Maka felt herself gulp as she watched him. She couldn't see his hands. She didn't know what he was going to do. That scared her and excited her all at once. Her boyfriend glided a finger against her damp panties, and suddenly Maka felt her heart tighten. She couldn't help but moan his name as he continued the actions.

He smirked at her. "You okay?"

"Mm-hmm…" was all she could meek out.

He ghosted his hands back up to her hips and hooked his fingers around the edge of her panties. Soul glanced up as if asking for her permission. When Maka bobbed her head, he slid the material down thighs, and she repositioned to help him remove the garment completely. After she settled back into his lap, Soul gripped the back of her head and pulled her down into a searing kiss. His lips danced with hers as he poured every ounce of his feelings for her into the action. God, he just wanted her to know how much her cared about her. He wanted to do everything for her.

Soul sat up and pushed Maka back onto the pillows as he settled above her. She gazed up at him wide-eyed. "Don't worry. It's going to be fine. You trust me?"

She nodded. "Yeah, what are you going to do?"

His lips twitched into a smirk. "I just want to make you feel good. Will you let me do that?"

"I-I guess," she said as she flushed scarlet.

Soul reached out and twirled a finger in her loose hair. "I'm serious, Maka. Will you be alright with whatever I do?"

"You're making me nervous…"

"Just answer the question," he whispered.

"Yes."

He grinned. "Great. So, when I eat you out do you want the skirt on or off?"

Maka's face grew redder, if that were even possible. "You're going to what?"

"Makkaaa," he growled. "Answer the question."

She let out a sigh. The blonde squeezed her eyes tightly to gather her courage. "Justtakeitoff," she said. Her words came out more as a huffed breath. Soul couldn't help but find her shyness adorable. And slightly arousing, if he was being honest.

Soul unzipped the side of her skirt before tugging the clothing down and off her legs. Maka felt entirely too warm as he drank in the sight of her. He was going to be the death of her. That was for sure.

She squeaked when he lifted her leg and pressed his lips on her knee. He peppered kisses down her inner thigh before he reached her damp core. He flicked his tongue across her center causing Maka to hiss out at the sensation. Soul drug his tongue along her slit before reaching her swollen nub. He nipped at it slightly causing Maka to let out a surprised gasp. The boy grinned against her. He knew he noticed something about that spot the last time they had been together. Good thing he took fantastic mental notes. He repeated the action, and this time Maka groaned loudly.

Soul reached up and planted a hand over her mouth. He bent over in her ear to whisper to her. "For someone who is paranoid about getting caught, you sure are loud."

"Sorry," she squeaked.

He snorted. "Don't be sorry for enjoying this. Just watch the volume, nerd."

She sat up to glare at him. "Calling me a nerd is really unsexy."

"Well, with as wet as you are right now, I could call you a nerd for a while before you're suddenly unaroused."

She gaped at him. "Jerk."

Soul cocked a brow as he settled himself back between her legs. "A jerk that's about to make you want to scream, buuuutt you can't. So. I dunno. Whisper your moans or something."

Maka huffed and fell back onto the mattress. "Still a je-herk."

He licked up her again before pushing his tongue inside of her. She bit her hand to keep from squealing. Her boyfriend allowed his tongue to dance along her walls. Soul ran his hand along her thigh before flicking her clit as he continued his actions with his mouth. Maka felt herself already coming unglued. She sucked in her breath as pleasured her. The girl reached down and gripped her hands into Soul's hair eliciting a moan from him.

"S-Soul, I-I can't…"

He pulled away from her and kissed up her body before reaching her neck. Soul nibbled her there before shoving two fingers into her. Maka released a gasp as he thrust his fingers inside her. He rubbed his thumb along her swollen bud . She whimpered when he pulled away from her neck. He kissed her collarbone and down to her breasts. He captured the tip with his mouth and suckled. Maka ran her hands through his hair occasionally gripping a hold of it. Her fingernails scrapped along his scalp, and it only encouraged his actions.

Maka felt the heat pooling at her core as her toes curled. "S-Soul, I'm gonna-ah!"

Soul pulled away from her breast with a pop! He leaned over into her ear again. "Just let go, Maka. It's okay."

She gulped before relaxing her body. Allowing the sensation of her orgasm to overtake her, she wrapped her arms around her boyfriend's neck. Maka cried out his name as she reached her high. She could have sworn that she saw stars explode behind her eyelids. Soul placed a kiss on her forehead as he pulled his soaked fingers out her.

Maka caught her breath as Soul cleaned his hand with a nearby towel. She sighed heavily causing him to snort. "You okay there?"

She simply groaned in response as he curled up next to her. He brushed stray hairs from her forehead and smiled at her. "I think I did my job, huh?"

Maka nodded as she regained her ability to speak. "Yes…"

"I'm glad I did something right," he said as he tugged her closer. Maka rolled to her side to face him, only to have his clothed erection brush her hip as she did so. Soul's eyes widened a fraction. "Sorry about that."

She blinked at him and cocked a brow. "Why are you apologizing for a boner?"

He shrugged. "I dunno. You seemed surprised by it."

Maka shook her head. "No… Are you implying that you don't want anything in return for that?"

Soul snorted at the response. "This isn't tit for tat. I did that for you."

"Then let me do something for you."

His brows furrowed. "Maka, you don't have to do anything you're uncomfortable with."

"I know that."

The boy stared at her. "Are you serious?"

"Of course," she said with a smile.

Oh, God. That grin. He was a goner. He knew it. She was going to kill him, wasn't she?

Maka hummed as she ran her hands down his chest before fingering at the edge of his boxers. She leaned up and pushed him onto his back before hooking her hands under his underwear. He lifted his hips as she tugged them down, and his erection sprung free.

The blonde gripped him and gently rubbed her hands along his shaft. She stroked him lightly causing him to groan at her feathery touches. He wasn't going to complain though. He would take what he could get.

That being said, he certainly didn't expect Maka to lean over a plant a kiss right on the tip of his head. He sucked in a breath causing her to smirk at his reaction. It was in that moment Soul knew he had created a monster.

Maka pushed him causing him to sit up before she settled between his legs. She pepper kisses along his shaft before jutting her tongue out. Soul hissed with pleasure and reached out to run a hand through Maka's loose, blonde locks. She hummed against him, and licked back up to his head. The blonde took the tip into her mouth and sucked. Soul's hips rose off the mattress slightly as he groaned. She gripped him and pumped her hand upwards as she sucked.

"Shit," Soul gasped.

He clenched the sheets as he tried to keep a level head, but it simply was not working. He wasn't going to last long, and he knew it. Soul gritted his teeth and released a strangled breath as Maka's hand sped up. As much as he wanted to hold off, to feel her more, he knew he wouldn't be able to. She had all of his senses on overload. It was way too much.

He groaned and tugged at her hair. "M-Maka, I can't last."

The blonde released him with a pop and crawled up beside him. She continued her administrations on his shaft with her hand as she leaned up to take his earlobe between her teeth. Soul squirmed. He tightened his grip on the sheets as nibbled his ear. She then kissed along his cheeks to his lips. She ran her tongue along his lips before nipping him. He smirked and grabbed the back of her head. Soul yanked her into a profound kiss, feeling him grow closer and closer to his peak. He moaned against her lips as he came. Maka continued her motions until she felt him relax.

Soul blinked his eyes open and let out a huffed breath. "Wow."

She giggled at him in return. "I think that is an accurate description," she replied with a sigh.

The boy looked down and saw himself covered in his own cum. He grimaced. "That didn't gross you out, did it?"

"No," she murmured with a shake of her head.

He smiled before bobbing his head in the direction of the towel he used a few moments before. She tossed him the towel in mock disgust. Soul snorted at her before cleaning himself up. Maka settled next to him and nuzzled her nose into his shoulder. He let out a satisfied sigh before he buried his cheek into her hair.

"I'm sorry that I've been avoiding you," Maka mumbled.

Soul pressed a kiss into her hair. "S'ok. I forgive you."

She hummed with a smile. Maka wrapped her arms around him and squeezed.

He grinned at her. "So, do we get to do this more often?" he asked with a waggle of his eyebrows.

She smacked his chest. "Soul!"