We had finished dressing and left the janitors closet together. We held hands as we walked down the hall towards the main doors,and I pondered what had happened no more than ten or fifteen minutes ago. I still didn't know where I had gotten the courage to confront Kid so suddenly, but I didn't complain. I was overwhelmed with satisfied happiness, but of course that could still be a side effect from the afterglow of our first time together. And by that, I meant sex. I hadn't even imagined it would have gone that far. I had just wanted to spice things up a little. I mean come on, we had been secretly together for almost a year, and nothing had changed. Sure it was nice to take it slow and everything, but it was like Kid didn't even want to go any farther than simple lovey-dovey stuff.

Let's just say my opinion on that changed quite a bit when I saw him daydreaming in class today. The way he was staring off into space; I don't know what it was, but I just knew his thoughts didn't consist of symmetry and rainbows today. My suspicions were confirmed when I felt his hard-on brush against my leg in the darkness of the janitors closet. Feeling the fact that his thinking about me turned him on, something just triggered inside of me, and I just couldn't seem to stop myself. It was like all my common sense just flew out of the metaphoric window.

I felt my cheeks heat up as I replayed all of the things I had done to him. Every little detail was still fresh and completely clear to me, making me question once again on what had possessed me to do all those things without a shred of embarrassment or question. It was like I already knew what to do. I had already known what would make Kid feel good.

Of course, it wasn't like I was doing all the work in the foreplay area. I remembered the feeling of him touching me, stroking me, ilicking/i me. I felt my face blush bright red, and heard Kid chuckle next to me. I looked up at him, having been jarred out of my thoughts. He was looking down at me as we stood there, and I realized we were already outside.

"It looks like you're distracted Maka," Kid teased, poking my cheek lightly. I pushed his hand away and let out a small laugh. He leaned in close and whispered into my ear. "I can't stop thinking about what happened either."

I swear, if my face wasn't completely red before, it most certainly was now. Kid smiled and kissed my flaming red cheek before summoning his skateboard, Beelzebub. He climbed on, and I carefully followed, bringing my arms around him and hugging him close. Sure, I had ridden on Soul's motorcycle before, but this was a flying skateboard! Kid brought an arm around me and kissed my head. I smiled and relaxed my grip a little. I knew Kid wouldn't let me up here if he couldn't keep me safe. I looked up at him to see him smiling reassuringly down at me. I sighed and shut my eyes, leaning my head against his chest. I could hear his heartbeat, steady and strong, and only faintly felt the wind blowing my hair out of my face.

After what felt like blissfully content hours, I heard the clatter of wheels against cement and felt us come to a stop. I opened my eyes and came face to face with the huge mansion that was Kid's home. I went to step off the board, but Kid was quicker and literally swept me off my feet, carrying my bridal style towards the house. I blushed and put my arms around his neck so I was more secured, resting my head against his shoulder. I felt him sigh against me and nuzzle his cheek against my head tenderly. I sighed contently and shut my eyes again.

This was the type of contact I had been waiting for for so many months now, and now it almost felt to good to be true, like I would suddenly wake up in my bedroom and nothing would have changed. I wanted to hold onto these moments, hold them close and never let go, that way they would never leave me and we could be like this forever.

Kid walked up to the door and opened it, then walked over to the couch and sat down while still holding me. I adjusted myself until I was sitting comfortably in his lap. We sat there in silence for a long time. It was like words were unnecessary. We would just look into each others eyes and our emotions spoke for themselves.

Kid started kissing my neck softly. His heated breath against my skin gave me pleasant chills. I hummed a little, smiling as he continued. His hands that were wound around my waist slowly trailed up my sides, pulling my shirt along with them. His touches were feather-light, giving me an almost ticklish sensation. Kid went over a spot on my neck near my shoulder and I couldn't stop the small shudder that went through my body, nor could I suppress the gasped moan that escaped my mouth. He did it again, this time grazing across it lightly with his teeth. The sensation was still so raw, so new. It was so amazing to feel him kiss and bite me there. I moaned a little more as he continued to nip at that spot lightly.

His hands went up to my breasts. I had decided against putting my bra back on and had just put it in my bag, so there was nothing there to halt his advances. He began by stroking me lightly. His fingers occasionally brushed over my nipples lightly, sending shivers of pleasure down my spine. Then he actually began playing with them, rolling them between his fingers lightly. I moaned, arching my back a little from the amazing sensation and resting my head against his shoulder. I vaguely registered one of his hands trailing down my stomach, going to my skirt and between my legs to where my underwear was to be. Unfortunately, or not so unfortunately, that was another article of clothing I had stashed in my bag.

Kid chuckled lightly at the discovery of this. "Pardon my crudeness, but it's almost as if you asking to be taken again," he said in my ear. I was about to argue with him at his comment, but all words were lost to me as he began stroking my clit. I couldn't stop the pleasured moaned from coming from me, blushing hard from the embarrassment of it. I don't know why I was embarrassed by it. It felt so good to have him touch me, but it still was strange. It was to new, something I wasn't used to yet.

He continued this assault to my senses, nipping and touching in so many areas at once that it was hard for me to think straight. One certain stroke caused me to automatically rock my hips up to his hand, and Kid let out a groan. That's when I finally noticed the stiff erection that was against my ass. I smiled a little.

"Is someone enjoying himself?" I asked, looking back at him with low, seductive eyes. He stared into my eyes for a moment before looking away in almost a pouting fashion, a blush coloring his cheeks. I smirked and ground my ass against him again. His eyes fluttered shut and he groaned again, his movements going still momentarily. I giggled and trailed my hand down past his hand that was still against me and to his confined dick, pressing down a little. He stiffened under me and tightened his grip slightly on my breast. Pleasure shot through me at this, and both of us ended up moaning at the same time.

He looked back at me, his golden hues darkened with lust. I felt myself begin to get lost in those eyes like so many times before. I could feel that metaphoric window inching closer to me, coaxing me to let go of my common sense once again as our lips inched closer and closer.

"Kiddo?" a foreign voice cut between us. Kid suddenly jolted to his feet, and I slid to the floor. Ouch!

"F-Father," Kid exclaimed. Father? Wait... Lord Death!?

I turned around and slowly glanced over the edge of the couch, and a mirror came into view, along with the form of Lord Death looking between us with confused interest. I blushed. How embarrassing! I hadn't even noticed that mirror there, and by the looks of it neither had Kid.

"Uh, what brings your attention to the house, Father?" Kid asked.

"Ms. Marie had told me you and Maka-chan hadn't showed up for class. I decided to check here. I had expected to see you here, but not Miss Maka as well," Lord Death said. I stood up quickly.

"Lord Death, please let me explain! It's not what you think," I stammered, but Lord Death put up a hand as to stop me.

"No need to explain yourself Miss Maka. I already had my suspicions about your relationship with Kiddo here," he said. I went still, my face turning red.

"Y-you did?" Lord Death nodded.

"Well, after stumbling upon this little scene, I'm guessing my suspicions are correct." I nodded, looking down at the floor. "I guess that also explains why Sid came to me and said he had heard strange noises in the janitors closet."

My eyes widened. Someone kill me now please. I want to die; this is so embarrassing. I heard a rhythmic pounding next to me and looked over, seeing Kid on his hands and knees, pounding his fist against the ground.

"Kill me now! I don't deserve to live through such disgrace," he screamed. He continued to chant words like disgrace and garbage over and over, and I sighed. Looks like we are both feeling the same way.

Lord Death sighed heavily and I looked back at him. "Miss Maka, I do not disapprove of this relationship in the slightest, but next time why don't the two of you avoid any further incidents that cause you to miss class," he suggested. I blushed and nodded.

"I'm very sorry about this Lord Death," I said to him. He nodded to my apology.

"I will let this incident slide this one time. Seeing as classes are almost over for the two of you I'll allow you to skip classes for today, but just today." He sent one last glance at Kid's miserable form before sighing. "Maka-chan, I wish you the best of luck," he said, his words stretching between worry and exhaustion. I giggled, knowing what he meant. I bowed low and then watched him disappear from the mirror.

I looked back down at Kid with an amused smile. I know, his OCD fits were nothing to laugh at, but I couldn't help but find his reaction to his father's interruption kind of cute. I knelt down beside him and rubbed his back soothingly. "Kid, did you hear what he said? He doesn't mind us being in a relationship," I said.

"It doesn't matter! I'm garbage! How could I let him find out like this. It's so embarrassing and cruel and just plain unfair! I wanted to tell him in person while in an orderly and proper manner, not have him see us like that to find out!"

I sighed and continued to rub his back as he ranted. Then I remembered something, and a wicked smile crossed my face. "But Kid, I was enjoying it so much," I said, putting a bit of a whine in my voice. "You wouldn't really leave me unsatisfied would you?" He went silent and his fist stopped hitting the floor, but he didn't get up. I stretched my limited and rubbed my hand up his leg. "And besides... I know you were also enjoying yourself," I purred into his ear. In the same instant, I brought my hand up to his crotch, and sure enough felt his hard-on through his slacks. I gripped onto it roughly, and he let out a weak groan.

Once again the metaphoric window nudged at me, and this time I somewhat gave into it, letting some of my more trivial thoughts leave my mind. I stood up and lean over him from behind, trailing my hands under his jacket and up his back. Then I trailed back down, lightly dragging my nails across his skin. I felt him shiver under me. "Come on Kid, I know you don't want to go on without satisfaction," I said, hearing the seduction in my own voice.

Kid finally started to sit up, making me sit up with him. I wound my arms around his neck and nibbled his earlobe lightly. Kid rubbed his hands up my thighs softly, and I felt a familiar shudder go through my body. Then he drew my legs up over his waist, and I secured my legs around him. He stood up, holding me up piggy-back style.

"I'm sorry. Thank you for snapping me out of it," he said to me, and I smiled.

"You are quite welcome, my sweet," I said, pecking him on the cheek. He smiled back at me.

"Shall we go to a room that has less, um, distractions?" he asked, eyeing the mirror. I giggled.

"Sure." He didn't need any more coaxing. He walked off down the hall and to a random guest room. He went inside and put me down. I looked around. There were no windows, nor any reflective surface. "This room seems a little convenient," I commented.

"This is my meditative room. I come in here when I want to be absolutely alone with no distractions. It's great for doing homework," he explained. I nodded. It made sense. Even I knew what it was like living with the opposite gender in the same house and not having any place to escape to for complete privacy. I smiled at the queen bed in the corner of the room.

"I'm guessing sometimes that need to be alone can stretch through the night, huh?" I asked. He chuckled and hugged me from behind, laying his head on my shoulder.

"You have no idea." I turned Around to face him and pulled him into a kiss. He kissed back passionately, asking for entrance by dragging his tongue against my bottom lip. I paused again, just like before. We rarely did french kissing. I don't know what it was, but it always makes me freeze up. Kid brought me out of my oncoming thought bubble by biting my lower lip. I gasped, and he took it to his advantage and pushed his tongue into my mouth, taking control almost immediately, causing me to moan into the kiss. It didn't bother me. I loved his dominance, it was a definite turn on.

He started walking backwards slowly, and I jumped up and wrapped my legs around his waist. He laughed a little and walked to the bed, laying me down gently. He kissed me again and tried and took no time to take over again. His hand went back down to my wet sex and began rubbing me again. I moaned into his mouth and went to work unbuttoning his jacket. He shrugged it off and continued like it was nothing. Soon it grew hard for me to even work at his smaller button-up shirt, all train of logic leaving me.

He pulled away from the kiss and went down to my neck and down my collarbone, trailing his path with light kisses until he reached my shirt. He held rid me of it and continued to my breast. He licked against it, and a new sensation crawled down my spine. I shuddered, and could have swore I had lost all strength in me, because practically my entire body went slack and my head fell backwards into the bed. I moaned loud, and he continued upon the new discovery he found to cause me pleasure.

As this continued, I could feel myself edging closer and closer to my orgasm, but I refused to give up without giving him something in return. I brought my hand up to his pants and undid the button and zipper. I saw Kid glance up at me from my chest, and I smiled down at him, blindly putting my hand down past his boxers and around his dick. I squeezed it lightly and he pulled away from me, clenching his teeth to suppress a groan. I smiled down at him sweetly before stroking him up and down slowly. He moaned and moved back up to face level.

"You are really asking for it, you know?" he said, failing to make it sound like a threat. I giggled and rubbed over his head a little harder than I have been doing. His eyes rolled back and he layed his head against my chest.

"A little overwhelmed are we?" I asked teasingly. I heard him grumble something that resembled a curse, but I simply cast it aside, along with him onto the bed. I moved to kneeling above him, then used my foot to pull his pants down "You really think I was going to do everything without any compensation?"

I made my way down to his still covered erection and pulled his boxers away, allowing his dick to stand at salute. Now that I could see him in all his glory, I was a little shocked. He was pretty big, and the sight of it took me off guard for a moment. Then I remembered that I had already done this once. Actually being able to see shouldn't make a difference. I looked up at him with a sly smile. He was propped up on his elbows, blushing and watching my every move.

I kissed the tip, already tasting what I was guessing was precum on my lips. I licked up the throbbing veins, smiling as Kid moaned above me. I continued this for a little bit before trailing my tongue back to the tip and looking back up at him. He had a lost, lustful look in his eyes, and I decided right there that it was better to do this kind of thing in the light. I gave him one last smile before slowly bringing my mouth over his throbbing erection until I couldn't go down anymore without gagging. I wound my tongue around him while moving up and down, sucking and grazing my teeth against him from time to time.

I glanced up and saw Kid was laying back now, and without seeing his face I knew his was in pure heaven, just like I was earlier. Now there was just one more thing to do that would surely push him over the edge. I went back down on him, and deep-throated him, forcing myself not to gag. Kid moaned from above and I repeated this action. After two or three more times, I felt his release fill my mouth. The salty taste filled my mouth. There was so much that it dripped out of my mouth some. I pulled back and swallowed it all, licking my lips to get the last traces. He sat up and stroked my cheek softly.

"You didn't have to swallow," he said.

"I wanted to," I told him, feeling myself blush a little. He smiled and kissed me. It was a sweet and tender kiss, not a harsh and passionate one. I smiled and kissed him back. After that we laid down together under the covers, and I fell asleep to the sound of his light breathing and steady beating heat.