Maka was falling apart, she had been for the past week ever since the first time Crona has slept in her bed and broken her in his sleep. The moment she'd regained consciousness the first time had been humiliating, not just because of her inability to feel her legs stained with her own arousal, but because of her insatiable need to begin reaching down to scoop up handfuls of Crona's still warm and chunky spunk and shovel it into her mouth.

She still vividly remembered every orgasm that ripped through her body the moment his sperm touched her tongue, the sensation making her spray over the pinkette's mammoth cock like a wild animal as it continued to slowly stroke between her numb thighs. She remembered the grateful sounds Crona let out in his sleep as the girl desperately wrapped her hands around his tip the moment she had picked up the last of the cum that had soaked into the sheets. She wanted to hear more, to feel more, to taste more, if she didn't get another load of thick ambrosia-like jizz sticking to her throat she didn't know what she'd do.

She felt so ashamed of herself, so disappointed but that didn't change how this had become her new nightly routine: dropping herself beneath the sheets, spreading her eagerly damp thighs and "adjusting" Crona's pure virgin bitch-breaker "so he was more comfortable" pressing into her needy cunt stained underwear. He had no idea how impure her thoughts her, even now as she sat on her side of the bed, nude as the day she was born, her needy pussy leaking a steady stream of arousal through her sealed hairless lips and staining the sheets.

"Are you sure about this Maka?" The boy asked with a frown as he innocently looked over her nude body, his naive stare making the ache in her belly flare brightly. "Tonight is supposed to be really cold..."

She loved him so much, loved how caring he was. "Y-yeah Crona, it'll be fine," she squeezed her thighs together tightly as her gaze drifted down to his flaccid member. "With you here, I-I'll be plenty warm?"

"Really?" He asked with a frown. "Because you're shaking right now..." He pointed out, watching her body tremble.

She just gave him a shaky smile. "Yeah! I'm A-Ok!" Another tightening of her thighs as she mentally prepared herself for what she had planned. "A-A-Actually though, y-you're the one I'm worried about..."

Crona's frown deepened. "How come?" He wondered, a bit of worry seeping into his voice.

"Well I mean, it's just that places..." she strutted over to him on weak legs and took hold of his soft girth. "Like this," she accentuated it with a squeeze that made the boy wince lightly. "Can get pretty cold on nights like this."

"Really?" He looked down at his cock, eyes filled with worry even as Maka massaged it till it stood erect and pulsing in her hand. "W-What do we do about that?" He looked back up to her, completely oblivious of what an awful perverted person she was right now.

It made her heart flare to see the unflinching trust in his eyes as he looked into her own. "Do you trust me Crona?"

He seemed surprised to hear the question. "Of course I do," he nodded with surety.

She was really going to go through with this… "T-then I need you to do what I say," he just nodded and followed wordlessly as she took his wrist and guided him to the bed. "Lay down on your back," he did so after she pulled the blankets to the side. "S-stay still," he did so as she climbed on after him, straddling his lap with his cock rising up across her belly, his heat soaking into her hardened clit as she dripped arousal onto his bulbous hairy sack, each drop making him sense and suck in a little breath through his nose. "D-do you feel this Crona?" She asked rhetorically as she lifted her hips up, painting a line of her nectar across his veined shaft.

"Uh-huh..." he nodded with a tremor, shivering at the feeling of the cold air meeting the freshly wetted skin.

"This place is kind of like a…" she swallowed, lips curving into a broken smile. "A-A pocket for your thing," she rose her hips higher till his drooling mushroom tip prodded and spread her sealed hairless nether-lips. "Y-you trust me?" She asked again, her breathing picking up as she let a bit of weight drop onto the boy, poking just the tip inside her as she leaked a fountain's worth of her juices down the length of his shaft and onto his balls.

"Maka..." he took her hands into his gently and squeezed them both with the most angelic of smiles as he looked up at her standing nude above him. "I trust you."

Tears pricked her eyes only for them to roll up into the back of her skull as she dropped down, a guttural moan leaving her throat as the entirety of Crona's length slammed up into her well-lubed tunnel, the boy himself gasping in surprise, his grip around her hands tightening dangerously at the sensation he suddenly felt. Maka bucked on his lap, a stream of femcum squirting from her over-stuffed cunt onto the boy's belly as he flexed all the way through her, a syrupy shot of his pre squirting its way through her battered cervix. Maka collapsed onto his chest, drooling from both sets of lips as her pussy spasmed and flexed around the boy's girth, her mind utter mush as she passed out while Crona struggled to keep his thoughts straight enough to comprehend what had just happened and how to deal with it.

"Maka?" Crona spoke up with worry, wincing a bit as the girl tightened around his length at the sound of his voice. "A-are you ok?" It felt so strange, like a mix of pleasure and discomfort as the girl squeezed around him, each flex of her folds milking out another thick shot of pre into her most precious place. "Maka?" He tried again, nudging her head up with his own only for her to flop numbly to the side. "I guess she was really tired…" He thought to himself naively, shrugging a bit as he wrapped his arms around her in a loving embrace as he had for so many nights in a row.

It was nice of her to be thinking of him, he thought to himself as he slowly rolled himself onto his side, carefully setting Maka down onto her own as he dragged her by his cock, this actually felt really good now that he'd gotten some time to really feel it out. Nice and warm, and wet too, it was so pleasant that a part of his brain suddenly spoke up with the wish that tomorrow night would be cold like this one so he'd get to feel this again. Maybe Maka would be willing to let him try it on a warm night too, just to see what it felt like, he thought as he slowly drifted off…

Only to then jolt the girl connected to him back into consciousness the moment his hips mindlessly reared back to thrust forward, the feeling of his searing cockhead burying into the door to her womb sending an electric shock of bliss through Maka's brain. She gasped right into Crona's face as the boy witlessly repeated the action, his cock digging in a bit further as it spewed another load of pre to coat her womb with its teasing heat. She slumped all over again, lips falling over Crona's as she drooled onto the boy, her mind struggling to make sense of reality as his unconscious thrusts into her depths filled her head with stars. This was so much better than she had thought, why had she waited so long to try this?

She could only chastise herself as the boy continued to bring her a world filled with endless bliss with his thick bitch-breaking girth, its occasional throbs and squirts of pre-cum giving her cruel teasers of what was to come. What was to swiftly come she corrected as his hips began their telltale increase of pace, the jabs into her cervix become that much more prominent and brutal alongside her wanton slutty moaning. Liquid excitement coursed through her body as the boy inside her throbbed and pulsed, completely oblivious of what he was about to do to her, naïve of what she had done or rather what she didn't do. Maka… hadn't taken birth control before getting into that bed, in fact there wasn't a piece of it protection anywhere in the entire apartment.

This wasn't a mistake either, this wasn't a simple case of forgetting due to a fried brain, no this had been intentional, because Maka had finally come to understand the truth of the matter, she no longer felt the need to hide behind lies. She was a slut, but not just any common one mind you, no she was Crona's slut, she was Crona's first conquest and he was about to cement that fact as his hips became a blur, a series of quick claps ringing out beneath the sheets as the boy gave her nothing but brutal short thrusts as fast as humanly possible if not more-so. She continued to moan and drool on Crona's mouth, her belly aching with an inferno of need that only this perfectly sculpted boy and his cock could satisfy as her cunt clenched around him in a desperate bid to milk his release faster.

And her actions found their mark as Crona gave a short sleepy grunt while piledriving his cockhead as deep into the petite Meister as he could, the girl's mouth opening in a silent scream as she felt a torrent of potent jizz flood into her unprotected fertile cavern. It was happening, it was happening and the very thought of it brought her into a seemingly endless cycle of climaxes, each new rope of semen that pumped its way into her womb and tubes serving to extend the rapture that had her bucking into the boy's cock and spraying a growing puddle into the sheets beneath them. She was going to get pregnant, she was going to get pregnant even younger than her mama had with her, everyone was going to look at her like she was a slut! The thought of her friends and peers each looking at her with shock and disappointment as they gazed over her bloated belly and swollen milky breasts sent her fuck-addled brain and body into another otherworldly orgasm.

And as she passed out a second time that night, the act of Crona's sperm burrowing its way into her eggs going completely unnoticed, the young bookwork turned Crona-cockwhore found she couldn't wait for that turn of events one bit…