Our relationship has been kept pretty secret. Even Liz and Patty had no idea that I was with Maka, although I still wasn't quite sure why we kept it a secret. Perhaps it was the thrill of trying to find ways to be near each other without giving to much away and sneaking away from everyone to be alone.

Over the past year, our relationship has stayed strictly platonic. We never went any farther than the innocent kiss and holding each other. Not that I mind, Maka seemed quite comfortable with it and that's all that really matters for me. Even so, there are those rare days when even that doesn't feel like enough, and the temptation to ravage her seems to get stronger as time goes on.

Today was one of those days. I'm not sure what prompted these strange feelings, but when I had sat in class today, it was strangely difficult not to stare at that beautiful meister just a few feet away. Her hair was up in it's usual symmetrical pigtails, her clothes neat and wrinkle free as always. Her delicate, soft hands graced a book, and she was chewing a piece of gum. She was beautiful as always.

I forced my eyes to return to Stein, who was babbling on about ways to strengthen Soul Perception. Slowly, I found myself looking back at her. She had put her book away, and was silently gnawing on the tip of her pen as she took notes. The things she could possibly do with that innocent mouth of hers

I shook those thoughts away. Maka wasn't like that, and I doubt she would ever attempt it either. Even so, I couldn't stop the thoughts from coming back to my mind as I continued to watch her. plan B, don't pay any mind to the thoughts and they will go away on their own.

Usually when I just let these thoughts pass through my head my mind would slowly wander off to another subject. There usually wouldn't be any lasting effects from those dirty implications that would be noticeable to others. So I let the thoughts run wild, only really catching glimpses of what passed through my head. Maka in a bikini, one with her taking her shirt off. Then she was slowly unclipping her bra, revealing her small breasts, her nipples perked temptingly. Then her hands slipped down her waist to her pleated skirt, pushing it down a little; judging by the fact her light pink underwear didn't appear, it was obvious she wasn't wearing any.

"Kid, snap out of it." I jumped when I realized I had been spacing out. So much for not focusing on them. I turned to Liz, who was giving me an amused look. "You looked like you were having a nice daydream there," she teased.

"What do you mean?" I asked, feigning innocence.

"You were smiling like a goof all through class," she said. Patty snickered from my left. I looked around and saw that the room was almost empty. I had zoned out all class period. The only ones left in the room were me and the girls, along with Ox Ford, Soul Eater and the one I had been secretly undressing in my mind. Maka looked up at me with a small smile and walked out of the classroom, and I watched her hips sway oh so perfectly as she walked away.

That's when I noticed that there was a bit of a tightness in my pants. Shit now what?

"Liz. Patty go on to next hour without me. I have to go speak with my father about something in private," I lied, keeping my voice neutral so as not to give anything away.

"Alright Kid, we'll save you a seat," Liz said. She got up and walked out, with Patty in hot pursuit. Lucky for me I had stuff still sitting out on my desk, giving me a reason to continue sitting for a bit while they left. I packed up my stuff slowly, and waiting until the noise in the halls lowered to nothing before attempting to stand. Indeed, if someone had seen me I would be in quite a predicament. The bulge in my pants was all to noticeable.

I went down the empty hall, prepared to go home on Beelzebub. I suddenly felt a pair of small hands grab my arm, pulling me out of the hall and into the janitors closet. The door shut before I could see who had grabbed me, cloaking the small room in darkness. I heard the tumblers turn in the lock.

"What is this?" I asked, reaching into the darkness to grab a hold of whoever grabbed me. My hand touched a smaller one. It was soft and smooth, with small callouses on the palm. I knew this hand. "Maka."

"Kid, you seemed pretty distracted in class today," she whispered, her teasing voice giving me chills. She walked closer, pushing me gently against the wall. Her body was ever so close to mine, and her leg grazed against my now fully stiff erection. I jolted, and almost thought I heard her let out a small giggle. I felt her warm breath against my ear. "Something very exciting must of had your attention. You're absolutely hard." I jolted again, and let out a small moan as she grabbed over my clothed erection and rubbed it. Now this was a side of Maka I have never met before. I could almost hear the seductive smile on her face.

She continued her motions on my pants, and I realized she was moving her hand in a figure 8 motion. I let out a groaned, having her tracing my favorite symmetrical number over my hard on, making it all the more arousing. I heard a snap and zip, then felt my pants fall to the floor.

"Maka," I started, but she silenced me by squeezing my hard on through my boxers. I reached for her face and kissed her, and she responded with a satisfied hum. I licked at her bottom lip, asking for entrance. She hesitated, which I could understand. We had only french kissed once or twice. This reassured me that my innocent, sweet Maka was still there inside this playful minx pleasuring me so well. Finally her lips parted and I began to taste her whole mouth. Her tongue tentatively began to curl around mine, and our tongues danced together before I took control of the kiss, pulling her closer to deepen it even more.

Maka seemed to have collected herself and began to move her hand again, and I swallowed back another groan. She pulled away from the kiss and all touch she had that wasn't on my hard on disappeared. I didn't know what she was doing, and I was struggling to care. Then I felt my boxers drop, releasing me from it's heated confines and allowing cold air to touch it. I sighed, suddenly relieved by this. Then something warm and wet swiped against my head. Maka couldn't really be...

A growl of pleasure clawed out of my throat as my dick was slowly enveloped by soft, wet warmth. Maka's tongue swirled around me. One hand was rubbing along the rest of my shaft, and another stroking my balls. "Oh Gods, Maka," I moaned. It felt so good; I never would have imagined my sweet, innocent Maka would have the courage to attempt something so erotic. Then she suddenly deep-throated me, and it nearly drove me over the edge. She continued these motions for what seemed like forever before she released me, and I was shocked at the whine I let out.

"Kid, touch me," she said to me, her voice thick with lust. My hard on twitched, and if I could see her beautiful eyes full of lust, I'm sure I would have came on the spot. All thought processes I had been attempting had stopped at this point, and my body began to work on autopilot.

My hands went to her waist and started up her shirt. My hands barely ghosted across her skin, and I felt her shiver even though her skin was coated in a thin layer of sweat from the rising temperature in the closet. She seemed to also take notice to the heat and began unbuttoning my jacket as well as removing the skull ornament around my neck. My hands finally reached their destination. One hand unclipped and moved away her bra while the other cupped her breast. Her nipples were perked out and hard, and my thumb rubbed at it while squeezing her. I heard her let out a soft moan. I repeated the action, earning a second.

The heat was to much. I moved away and quickly removed the rest of my clothing, hearing Maka cast away her shirt and bra with a light sigh. My hands resumed their work and I nipped at the sensitive flesh where her neck and shoulder met. She gasped lightly, so I continued to suck and nip until I was sure a nice mark was left there. Then my OCD mind triggered at the worst times when all I wanted to think about was this girl in front of me.

Her body isn't symmetrical anymore! What have you done? You have destroyed such beauty because of your own selfish desires!

I froze, those thoughts echoing in my head. I felt like dying, shocked that I had been so thoughtless as to do that to her. Maka went silent, and her hand brushed against my cheek.

"Kid," she whispered.

"Why did I do that?" I growled angrily to myself. My anger disappeared when Maka left a small kiss on my cheek.

"Kid, stop thinking about it. Please," she nearly begged.

"But I marked your perfect skin, I made you asymmetrical," I told her, feeling ready to break down and cry. Maka leaned in and licked the shell of my ear, sending shock waves down my spine.

"Then why don't you mark the other side and make me symmetrical again," she whispered into my ear with that sensual tone in her voice again. It was almost like she wanted me to mark her. Like she wanted me. Of course, she was right. I don't know why I hadn't thought of it right away. My body went into motion again, and I began biting and sucking on the other side of her neck. She moaned in response to this, leaning in closer to me. The hand that wasn't stroking her breast moved south to her skirt. I went under it and met her underwear. She was already surprisingly wet and warm down there, and I smiled against her neck. It was nice to know I wasn't the only one effected here.

I think it's time for a little payback.

I got down on my knees and pulled down her underwear. Maka shifted back a little, but I grabbed her hips before she could move to far away.

"Kid, what are – Oh~!" I licked across her clit slowly, and Maka began to moan again. Then I went lower, dragging my tongue inside of her. Her hands tangled into my hair and she pushed me closer to her. I didn't complain, breathing almost seemed unnecessary at the moment. All that mattered to me right now was Maka and hearing more of her sweet voice. I got what I wanted, too. She continued to writhe and moan against me as I continued to eat her out, and I could tell I was driving her wild by my actions. She was close, but I didn't want her to be finished just yet. I moved away and smirked at the whine Maka emitted.

"What's wrong Maka? Do you need something?" I asked teasingly, standing up again. I licked her nipple, and she shivered under me.

"K-Kid... please," she begged.

"I don't know what you want. You... have... to tell... me," I said to her, kissing along her body with every other word. Suddenly, she tugged at my hair, moving me away from her body and up to her lips, kissing me passionately. I returned her wish, and pulled her closer to deepen said kiss as our tongues resumed their dance. Maka suddenly grabbed my dick and pulled a little. I let out a groan, having forgotten about that problem of mine. She pulled away, greedily gulping in air.

"I want you... inside," she managed to say. I blinked in shock, unable to believe that she had just spoken those words.

"M-Maka, are you certai – Ah!"

She tugged harder, pulling me forward some. "Now Kid," she demanded. I picked her up and put her against the wall. She wrapped her legs around me, causing her to grind against my dick. I groaned and positioned myself at her core. I slowly sheathed myself inside of her until I felt the resistance of her hymen. I hesitated. Does she really want this from me?

Maka seemed to sense my hesitation and lightly pecked my cheek. "Go ahead, I trust you," she murmured. I nodded to her and kissed her gently. I pulled back until only the head was inside of her, and then pushed in quickly. I covered her mouth as she screamed in pain from it. The last thing we needed right now was to get caught. She laid her head in the crook of my neck, and I stayed absolutely still until the pain had left her. "You can move now," she murmured. I nodded and slowly moved inside of her. Her breathing picked up again, and let out weak moans. "F-faster Kid..." I complied to her order and sped up, pushing in harder. Her moans grew louder, her fingers raking at my back. Her walls clenched down around my throbbing member, and I had to push harder to continue.

Damn, she feels so good on me.

She was getting louder, reaching closer to the edge. I dove her into a passionate kiss, hoping to muffle her cries of bliss. I didn't want to though. I wanted to hear her, feel her, have all of her. And damned if they found us, I didn't care anymore! I moved away and started suckling her breast, also fingering her clit. She gasped and moaned, tangling her hands in my hair again. She finally fell, screaming out my name. Her walls clenched around me and her legs restricted me from any other movement. This is what drove me over the edge as well, and I came deep inside of her.

We sat down on the floor, basking in the afterglow. I held her close and kissed her forehead. Then the sound of rattling tumblers and a muffled voice shocked us into motion as we grabbed our clothes.

"Kid, what now, we're caught," Maka whispered.

"No we're not," I said to her. I grabbed her and pulled her back to the floor under a shelf. Using what concentration I still had, I used the shadows to hide us from sight just as the door opened and the light flicked on. I held my breath, and Maka held hers. Sid the Zombie came in, looking around in confusion.

"I could have sworn that noise was coming from in here," he exclaimed. He looked down at were we were hidden and Maka tensed with fear in her eyes, but Sid only looked away. He didn't see us. He shrugged his shoulders and left. Once his footsteps disappeared we both let out a sigh of relief.

"That was close," I muttered. Maka nodded. Sid had left the light on, and I could see her clearly now. Her hair was messed up, and her pale skin was shining from the sweat on her body. Her eyes were still slightly hazy from the afterglow, and the marks on her neck were bright red. I couldn't help but smile.

looking at her like this is better than any daydream

Maka blushed. "What's that look for?" she asked.

"Nothing, it's just that you're the most beautiful creature I have ever seen," I said, brushing a hand through her hair and taking one of her pigtails out. The asymmetry didn't even bother me. Her blush deepened, and a meek smile graced her features. We shared a sweet kiss before she got up and started dressing again.

"You know, we are both in no shape to return to class. Perhaps, instead, we go over to my house and... discuss this new step in our relationship," I offered, sending her a suggestive smile. In return, she gave me a very seductive grin.

"Why not."