"SNAKES AKAUSA SOUL EATER"
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Created on: Tuesday 4th of June 2019 07:49:24 PM CDT
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Rating:
Explicit
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Category:
F / F
fandom:
Soul Eater
Relationship:
Maka Albarn / Medusa
Characters:
Maka AlbarnMedusa (Soul Eater)
Additional Tags:
What Plot / Porn Without PlotSex MagicDark MagicSnakes
Language: French stats:Published:2012-06-08Completed:2012-06-08Words:1471Chapters:2/2Comments:2Kudos:3hits:170
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Summary:
There are things to do and do not do when sleeping with a witch.

Chapter 1 : I.
Chapter Text
The loss of control is the most disturbing but also strangely exciting. Yet she has always hated that, has always fought hard to recover the smallest crumb of independence stolen.

Certainly she has never had the opportunity to experience such sexual acts before, because her previous partners were not aware of the range of her powers, so maybe it's just a fantasy that to let someone else decide in her place, to take control that she never completely loses, even when madness ignites her whole body.

Maka can touch her everywhere and do it every time with unfeigned joy. Conversely, when it is Medusa who must put her hands on the body of the meister, the constraints accumulate quickly.

Because Maka knows full well that the witch has thousands of snakes inside her and that she could infiltrate the teenager just by touching one of the many orifices of the human body.

She can not slip her hands in the blonde locks of her companion because they would pass too close to his ears, caressing her face is forbidden and their lips will never meet. At no time her fingers are closed on the buttocks of Maka or lower, unable to give her pleasure directly, so that the latter must sometimes masturbate to reach orgasm. Even if the meister likes to be above Medusa, dominate and caress her, push her fingers into the flesh of the witch while it is forced to restrict the slightest of his actions, it is not always sufficient.

However, if these restrictions make the act a little more complex, they are not so much an embarrassment as they might seem at first glance. It's enough to have a little imagination - which often brings an even more exciting result - and Medusa is not creative when it comes to scientific experiments.

Her fingers intertwine with those of the partner, she raises her arm and kisses the inside of the armpit and press her other hand against a breast. Even limited in the area of ??skin she can approach, the choices for Maka's pleasure gasps reach her ears and her cheeks are tinged with the pink of peaches are already numerous. From the fingertips to the neck, from the neck to the bottom of the belly and from the thighs to the toes, she detects near an infinity of ways to make her cum.

With softness her lips rest on the palm, her tongue licks the slightly rough fingers accustomed to manipulate the scythe and she disintegrated with the teeth. Maka's breasts are soft, her nipples already hardened when she begins to suck them, and the taste of the skin mingles with the salty smell of sweat. Her hand goes down the ankle and then passes under the sole of a foot to caress him, forms small circles that it will never be allowed to reproduce against her sex.

Slowly, her tongue slides from the chest to the belly, to the navel. She might try to go down again, she has already done it a few times but Maka would surely give her a pat on the forehead before forcing her to back off. Even when she swims in the most total pleasure, her companion keeps clear enough awareness to hold back any inappropriate action attempted by Medusa.

This is reflected in her own kisses, though those of the witch linger long on the only parts she is allowed to touch, the meister is as stealthy and fleeting as a butterfly. She does not risk any hickey, does not bite any skin, unlike Medusa. Her lips never rest in a single place, the skin is barely touched as her thin lips pull back, as if she were afraid that it would take a second for a snake to slip the mouth of Medusa or black tattoos that adorn her arms, to the place where she would have dared to let the lips linger.

A short laugh escapes her, Maka is right to be afraid after all because if the opportunity arose to offer her a snake, maybe she would grab it, yes. Surely, even though she would know how to be generous and not send one of those who could in a moment destroy her body from within, eat her organs and devour her flesh. No, she would be content with a tiny reptile of a few centimeters, just to be able to know where the teenager is when they are not together, to instil a few drops of madness and sometimes whisper one or two words through the snake to make her doubt her mental balance.

His hand touches Maka's chin strap, goes up to the chin and it catches the wrist of Medusa with a quick gesture to reverse it on the ground without softness, the fingers of her free hand slide down the belly of the witch pinch and titillate the skin as if to punish his temerity.

She will never let her guard down completely, Medusa does with it.

 

Chapter 2 : II.
Chapter Text
She is naked as a worm as she sits against the hips of Medusa and slips her legs to each side, looking for the most comfortable position. Her lips will immediately find those of the witch, her tongue bangs against the white teeth and she sticks more against the nearby body to seek heat. Two hands pass on her cheeks, will slip into her hair, graze her ears and Maka places her own arms above the tanned shoulders to caress the neck of her partner, play with the strands black jet.

The language of Medusa is long compared to hers, small and pale pink, so she lays her mouth ferociously on that of the witch, while drawing her face against his with her hands on the back of her neck, as if it would fill the difference.

Medusa is waiting, plays with her duvets, her fingers and her tongue do their movements slowly and Maka is forced to extend the kiss to get what she wants, rub her hips against the body underneath. she to excite her. Finally, the witch releases a tiny snake, lets it slip between their mouths, into the trachea of ??the meister. Feeling magical energy flowing down your throat has something extremely erotic about it. Maka waits until she reaches his stomach, her spiritual abilities accurately indicating his path. Once there, she changes her soul length, sending a wave inside her body and burning the creature to ashes. She may have a slight stomach ache in the next few days and

There is a delightful irony in the fact that her seraphic soul - which by her angelic purity allows her to suppress black magic invading her body - is in fact the precise reason for which she lets the dark magic enter and take with this ritual an unhealthy pleasure that would scorn the angels disdainfully.

She has already let hundreds of snakes enter her before destroying them all. Sometimes, she waits a few hours before acting, out of sheer distrust of Medusa and in a stupid little game with death but in the end prudence or wisdom always prevails.

The witch continues to release them irregularly and does not seem bothered in the least, although she knows the uselessness of the thing. So Maka deduces that Medusa has noticed the enjoyment it causes the meister and decided to let it enjoy, or it also gives her pleasure. Maybe she can feel the same things as her snakes long after they leave her body. That she also feels the sensation of falling along the throat, inside the body of the teenager and until the impression of infiltrating deep within herself. This might seem repulsive but Maka considers that since a sexual act often involves an exchange of bodily fluids, this is not very different.

While she gets lost in her theories, Medusa whispers sweet and meaningless words to her ear before nibbling her lobe. That makes her moan, causes palpitations in her lower abdomen and she grabs the shoulders that are presented to her, pushes her fingers against the black ink printed in the flesh of the witch, against this tattoo which represents only a grain of Sand among the all snakes inside her body.