Gah! Before you guys kill me! I just want to say I'm sorry for the LONG wait, I know I don't really have any excuses, but I decided to stop being a pansy and just get on with it. Also before hand I had to finish off my other Soul Eater series and restart my Fairy Tail one, and some others! Well today is the day I close the book on this story! Please read all the way down please!
So read on my friends!

Passionate kisses rained down on each other, longing and suggestive.
However the car ride was too short, to *ahem* carry on anything. Thankfully for Charles, he may be 75, but now was not the appropriate time to get "randy".

"Ah *COUGH* Master Soul, Miss Maka I do believe we have arrived home. And please straighten up, I don't want the staff gossiping even more than usual, especially when they saw the return of Miss Maka. The staff will have a field day if they see you like this."
Breaking apart instantly, and blushing profusely they straightened up their crooked clothes. Soul re-tied his tie and dusted his suit, whilst Maka pulled her hair into place and had to ask a smirking Soul to help her zip her dress up.

"That's better, Maka I'm sure you remember where the dining room is, or you can go to the kitchens, I'm sure Chef will be pleased to see you" Charles implied with a slight twinkle in his milky grey eyes.

"Soul follow me, we need to talk about matters" his mouth serious but his expression amused.

Charles departed the car and walked to the other side to open the passenger door.
"Thank you Charles"
Gravel crunched under their heels, notifying the staff of their arrival. All the maids, the gardeners and even the kitchen staff came to greet them, and especially Maka.

Squeals of "Miss Maka you're back Hurrah!" Were heard. Charles and Soul had lost Maka in the midst of white aprons and black clothing.
Charles clapped his hands and surveyed all of them.

"Now now we can celebrate in the kitchens, but we still have issues to discuss so please send up some tea and refreshments to the study Daisy."

"Yes Charles" a blonde haired maid nodded.

"And Chef I think you should prepare for this evening, as we have a lot to celebrate, with the return of Miss Maka, abolishing a sham marriage and the Master will return later in the evening. So chop chop!" He clapped his hands and the staff scurried away, plenty to do, and chatted gaily as they did.
They walked through the heavy oak doors, Charles ordered Soul to walk to the study and he turned to Maka, who was waiting patiently and a little frightened at what Charles had to say.

"Now Maka, I'm sure you're happy to be back and meet the Staff however I just want to give you advice.
You and Soul pulled it off, very well and it was by luck that the bride had also run off, however do not be surprised about consequences. I'm sure you remember Soul's father. When an accident without good reason has happened he will be angry, so tread very carefully." His voice low and serious. Maka nodding slowly, absorbing the advice.

"Secondly I'm sure you learned from years ago that it does not help to bottle up feelings. Soul, I and the staff are here to help you, no matter what. You are too important to lose. As any of our family, we are a big family after all. And with that being said.
I do expect to be a grandfather." His warm grey eyes winked cheekily at Maka and turned on his heel, humming a tune.

Maka was left speechless.

She had walked all over the house and garden again. It was so nostalgic, saturated with memories.

The willow tree that they had played under many summers, and reunited back. Patting the trunk gently, she walked on towards the drawing room. Where the piano sat, gleaming in the late afternoon sunlight. She could remember as if it was yesterday, the younger version of herself was squished next to Soul. Legs dangling off the chair, barely touching the wooden panelled floor. Soul was scolding Maka for not paying attention to his practice. Ahh everything was so simple back then, Maka mused, and sighed and walked upstairs. Childish screams and frantic footsteps rang in her ears, there was the image of a child Soul chasing Maka up and down the hallway, causing Charles to lecture them both on the gift of silence and that if they did not use it they would not get pudding.

She slowly trudged up to her old room, it had not changed one bit. Dusty orange sunlight streamed though her window, the covers were still neatly tucked in, her desk had a light sheet of dust on it. As if they knew she was going to return someday.
Closing the door quietly, she padded softly to Soul's room, that was diagonally opposite hers. Books had covered his floor, his bed messy just like him, and as she continued into his room, she found on his desk the exact same photo she had left him with. The exact same cheerful, cheeky toothy smiles they had back then. Delicately picking it up, she turned it over seeing the same cursive writing
"I want you to be happy"
Maka felt moisture in her eyes, and blinked it back, she was so lucky, and that she had her last chance and wouldn't throw it all away. Putting down the picture, and turning to face the bed.

"Grandchildren huh?"

The dinner had been a success, the matters were discussed and had a splendid evening. They had moved the party into the drawing room, where everyone were having brandy, wine all sorts and playing funny tunes on the piano.
Maka left, feeling tired as she had travelled so much. She slipped out, and up the stairs to Soul's room. Her cheeks red and shiny from the alcohol and laid on the silk covers. Trying to slow her heart beat down, she heard the door creak open.

"Too much to handle huh?" Soul chuckled, closing the door, locking it.

"Yeah just a bit. I don't remember them so happy and loud. I forgot how loud Stephanie can laugh when she drinks." Maka laughed.
A huge round of laughter reached their ears, and some more music wafted up.

"Well I've come to join you. I feel like lying down now..." Soul sat on the bed and rolled to his side, and grabbing Maka's waist pulling her down with him. She rolled with a squeal, trying to free herself from Soul's grasp but it was futile. Seeing that she was giving up, Soul grinned, pulling her closer, keeping a tighter and possessive grasp on her.

"I wanted to sit up you know" Maka hufffed.

"Well I didn't want you to sit up, I think you would rather lie with me." Soul persuaded Maka.

"Spoilt..." Maka muttered and tutted.
"Only because you let me do what I wanted..." Soul pouted.
They lay there side by side content and full.
THE END.
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(PSYCHE! Haha. Joking all aside! Lemon now!)
Soul dug his nose a little into her hair, inhaling her scent. Soul checked if he disturbed her, and continued to the nape of her neck. Placing light and teasing kisses from her neck to jaw.

"Soullll..." Maka moaned, her eyes fluttering, holding onto Soul's hands.

"Mmmhmm?" He questioned, with pressing his teeth against her pulse in her neck.

"Ohhh Soouull." Closing her eyes as pleasure started to stream into her senses.

"Is there something you wanted to say?" His tongue flicking against her earlobe, making Maka's intestines twist with pleasure.

"Haah..." Her breaths becoming louder.

"Yes Maka?" His voice low and husky, teasing. His large hands travelled the small of her back, to caress her dainty hip bone. Warmth flared after his hand, causing Maka to whine. His mouth against her milky skin, grin impressed into her skin. He knew she was breaking down slowly, and he was going to enjoy every second of it.

"Soouull, please..." She pleaded through her slow pants. As Soul's other hand slowly took her zip down, and making her arch her back into his hand as he placed his calloused hand on her bare back.

"Maka just say it." He goaded her, knowing that she would have trouble, with all the sensations she was feeling.

"S-stoppp, not now..." She whined, although her mind was tired, her body was responding beautifully to his touch.
Then Maka was on her back, facing a slightly puzzled and irritated Soul. His eyes almost black with desire, need and anger. His eyes bored into her glassy, emerald eyes. He gripped her arms in his hands, lowering his head to hers. His voice a delicious raspy baritone.

"Do you want me to stop?"

Maka tried to wriggle her hands free, cheeks embarrassingly red.
"Maka do you wish for me to stop." He asked once more, courage and blood filling him.

"No! I want it all Soul!" She exclaimed, locking her legs around his slim hips, bringing their sexes together. Her brazen action, caused Soul to smirk, and bumped him into her core. Making him hiss and Maka cry. Regretfully he kept his control, however it was starting to wear thin. Through narrowed eyes, he glanced at the beauty beneath him. His mischievous, toothy grin hidden from Maka's glazed eyes.

"Maka tell me what I want to hear." He purred softly, as he slid a slender finger down her thigh to the hem of her dress.

"I-I-I don't know whhaat- are you doing?" Maka tried to sit up, but was pushed back down on the mattress.
"Now now, don't be hasty and you didn't answer my question. So punishment." Soul commanded in his powerful, booming voice. He knew it gave her tingles down her spine with this voice.

"So unfair..." Maka whined weakly, because he knew she would grow instantly weaker with just that tone. Soul smirked at her writhing figure, and tore the back of her dress, and took off her body in a matter of seconds. Maka gasped at the sudden cool air and the loss of clothing.

"Soul! Why?" Maka cried out, covering her lingerie clad body with her arms.

"Save my name for later." He winked. It was strange he was being annoyingly playful.

"Also if you're not careful these will go the same way too." Soul silkily threatened, tracing the top of her panties and the curve of her bra.

"Now Maka tell me what I want." He growled, his hand moved across the smooth and warm expanse of her stomach. Maka's breath jumped, as he caressed her, arching her back, pushing herself further into his hand.

"Maka tell me what I want, or all of this-" Soul pushed his erection forcefully into her core. She mewled at the pleasure, and her needy hips grounded down on his to connect, causing Soul to grunt. His control was held on a thin thread. He carried on though despite his need.

"Will go away" He bared his teeth, nipping on the hot, pale skin of her stomach. Bringing her back down to the matter at hand.
His mouth moved down, teetering on the edge of her panties. He caught the material between his teeth

"Tell me, or this will be ruined too." To add more his tongue poked out, and trailed across her skin where her panty line was.

"Ssssooulll I don't know!" Maka cried, frustrated, gripping the sheets. Her head pressing back into the mattress. And shrieked as she felt her heated, moist core exposed to the cool night air.
She barely sat up and saw, a wolfishly handsome grin on his stupid, slick face with her panties, torn and hanging out of his mouth. Winking she got the message" I told you so."

"Ahh you're so lewd Maka, I never knew you were such a pervert." Soul glanced at Maka's expression, which was crazy lady angry. To save himself from a skull-crushing bash he quickly pressed to fingers against her puffy, leaking slit. Her expression changed to dazedly pleasured, her eyes rolled a little and her chest heaving.

"You-you're sooo mean..." Maka whimpered. "Why are you still dressed, whilst I'm like this?"

"Well why don't you undress me?" Playful arrogance present in his tone, as he unbuttoned his blazer. Maka seeing an opportunity to flip the tables she sat up and pulled Soul down by his tie. Maka pressed her lips against his, distracting him whilst she undressed him. Tongues battling against each other, sloppy and hot, as she popped all the buttons of his shirt. Soul now desperate for skin to skin contact, helped her speed the process up. Her tiny, dainty hands were at his trousers, undoing them, and kept missing the button and grazing his shaft, making Soul's hips buckle.
Seething, Soul clutched Maka's frantic hands and undid his trousers together with his boxers, leaving him bare. Now he was as bare as she was. Maka quickly wrapped her arms around his neck, her hands down his broad back. Their chests meeting and their cores too.

Panting heavily, Soul kept Maka close with his hand on the small of her back, burying his face into her neck. Now closer than ever, Maka's body control waned, and it lashed out, as her daring hips sought out to find Soul's. Rolling, bumping into his. Soul could not control her needs and let her go, because he was receiving as much pleasure as he did. Her fingers threaded through his snow white hair, something to anchor her from the sexual ecstasy.

"Alright, playing like this are we?" Soul growled as Maka had not told him what he wanted to hear.

"What do you mean Soul?" Her pitch was now a seductive low. She leaned back her eyes no longer sweet and curious but gleaming, sinfully dark, deceivingly innocent.

Her little pink tongue poked out, just the tip, wetting her shiny bottom lip. Soul watched, intrigued, focused on her shiny lips,how irresistible they looked and tasted. But no, she would not distract him from what he wanted from her, albeit her skin was marvellously sweet and what was wrong with just a sample of her. His tongue lathered on her neck, constantly brushing her pulse, causing it to accelerate.

"Maka do not tempt me, I can be very dangerous" he threatened hoarsely, taking her lip for his own. Maka whimpered slightly, seeing that Soul was smirking at her reaction. She took her lip back, and pressed her face forward. Sweaty foreheads crushed against each other, noses sliding side by side, strong, possessive and suggestive eyes glared into one another. Inviting a racy, provocative match of power.

A wide, secretive, taunting smile reached her lips, with all her teeth showing, her little pink tongue licking around them, showing the whiteness of them, and then carefully traced her lips. Hypnotising Soul, oh how he could imagine many things he could use that pretty little mouth.

"Oh, I want to see this dangerous Soul. He sounds interesting, I would love to meet him" she cocked her head to the side, trying her graceful charm. Then scrunched her eyes and nose as her back met the wall with a painful sensation spreading through her back.

"You asked for it." Soul positioned Maka into the wall, his hand at the clasp of her bra.

"Soul..." She growled, almost angry.

"Maka you wanted dangerous Soul, well you got me now. Tell me what I want." Demanding, as his fingers lingered on her bra clasp.

"I... I... I lo-lo-like ths Soul." She smirked, as his eyes turned into slits and seethed. A ripped bra fell to the floor with a dull thump, Soul barely caressed the curve of her cleavage. Maka clutched at Soul, desiring more body warmth.

"Don't play fire with fire" Soul warned, his hand slithered down to her weeping slit, and pushed in his elegant fingers. Maka moaned at the pleasure radiating from his fingers.

"But you love danger don't you Maka?" Soul goaded, feeling the tight, slick, hot inside of Maka squeezing him to death. "You love being bad, and dangerous" exaggerating the "dangerous", by biting lightly on her rock-hard nipples with his shark-teeth.

"Yes! Yes! Soul more!" Maka gave in, Soul was just too good at this game. He was so intimidating, so powerful that it aroused her further. Feeling more fluids he licked more and more, pressing his tongue forcefully on her nipple.

"I-i... I love you!" She sighed out, as he pulled out his fingers.

"Say it again" Soul insisted harshly. Pressing against her walls, causing her to throw her head back.

"I-i-i- I lo-lo LOVE you!" Her nails digging painfully arousing grooves into his shoulders, another mark of hers.
For the moment Soul was satisfied, and hugged Maka close to him and laid her down on the bed, her legs still wrapped around his bare hips. His long, willowy fingers slid out, and tasted her sweetness for himself. She was exquisite, she was musky but with hidden hints of sweetness. With another idea, he placed his fingers, that were covered in her essence in her gaping mouth.

"Taste yourself love, you taste divine" he let out a guttural groan, sensing her little pink tongue dart around his fingers, setting off his male imagination. Those glossy lips could be wrapped around his thick arousal, tongue and sensations mixed together, this immediately alerted Soul of his up-coming problem.
His head lowered down, and with a watchful eye he gave one tantalising lick right up and through her core, making Maka jump right up.

"Well that's got your attention I'm sure this will." He jerked his hips, so his erected shaft rubbed into her puffy and wet vulva. Desperate and exhausted, Maka's body reacted and her hips ground onto his again, this time sinking a little on Soul. Releasing pleasurable sighs, Soul (regretfully) gripped her hips, his finger may leave bruises, but right now it would all be worth it.

"Say." Soul growled, pulling Maka's hips down, so she sank onto his cock, slowly.

"It". Through gritted teeth, he pushed down further, with all his might and will power he forced her hips down, torturing both Maka and himself.

"Shhiiit Maka, why are you sooo tight. We. We. We need to do this more. So fucking hot and sweet" Soul cursed into Maka's blushing ears, as she did not like hearing curse words. But now it was dirty and raunchy, arousing her further with a cry and kissing Soul harder. She was starting to love his dirty shark-teeth mouth. To be honest Maka his teeth was her favourite thing about Soul other than his chest and *ahem* cock.

"Damnit Soul I love you!" Her hands clamping on his back, her nails cutting into his back, blood leaking. It made it all the more sensational, Soul needed the pain as it morphed into pleasure.

Finally achieved what he wanted, Soul's mind went on auto-drive, he plunged in, deeper and harder than the last. He stole her virginity, slight tears trekked down her cheeks, put she buried her face into his muscular neck, so rubbing away the tears. Soul kissed the top of her head, only a small part of his brain that was not fogged by sex was at least a little sensitive.
After the pain, gallons of sensations overtook her, even more as Soul hit deeper within her. His powerful thrusts caused his sacs to smack against her over-sensitised clit. She scratched him all over, his body was covered with angry red, possessive scratch marks. She constantly took his mouth for her own, caressing him with hot, passionate, messy kisses around his jaw, mouth and collar bone. She left bite marks and hickeys as her stamp, as if the scratch marks weren't enough.
Her mouth agape as her body began to numb from the intense pleasure.
Soul gripped her ass as he plunged into her. She was unbelievably tight, hot and needy. He rained kisses down her body, albeit that was hard as she kept pulling him for kisses. He let one hand crawl up to her breast, squeezing it roughly.

"Maka who do you love?" His face between her sweet-smelling hair and neck. Leaving hickeys in his wake as he bit lightly on her peachy skin.

"Soul..." She breathed out, eyes rolling back into her head as he thrusted.

"Say it louder." Demanded more, and tweaking her nipple.

"Soul!" Pushing her breast further into his hand.

"Scream it! Scream for everyone to hear!" His other hand made it's way to her engorged vulva, drawing circles over and over again. His other hand twisting it roughly, and he kissed her. Hard, tongue tracing her lips over and over again.

"SOUL!" She screamed, stars washed over her, she felt Soul release too, her walls vice-like. And the two fell on the bed. Soul pulled Maka back against him, starting were they were hours ago. Their warmth and love radiating, mixing in with their content and sleepiness.
"Maka I do love you too"
"I love you as well"
"I know... Hey you know Charles wants grandchildren... From us."
"Well we can start some other time"
"How about in 5 hours time?"
"Soul... Are you insatiable?"

Well this is THE END. Thank you for reading, reviewing, story and author alerting! And most of all waiting patiently for the final chapter. Also there is possessive Soul and slightly submissive Maka. All I'm going to say is that I LOVE POSSESSIVE SOUL!

This is all dedicated you reviewers from the previous 2 chapters!
I hoped you liked it. (Sorry about the ending I didn't know what to put.)
I HOPE there are no mistakes! :p
I'm not sure about lemon, but I'm always afraid if it was awkward... :S
Review!
And thanks again, it was been wonderful writing for you guys!
Love you all
Chang
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