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With Crona’s mouth on her neck it was a bit of a surprise from the frail boy. Maka gasped as he teased and nibbled the skin leaving kisses as he went. It was quite stimulating and she even began rubbing his erection harder than she did. She stopped, however, figuring it was too early in the game to stop things. She earned a groan of disappointment from the boy as she grabbed him around the waist. This kind of attention was warring her down. She was with two obviously turned on guys. Her and Kid were the dominate ones but it seemed the line was blurring as Maka halted her actions. Maka’s gasps were becoming more needy, “Crona….” she managed to get out.
Kid groaned as he felt Crona’s fingers teasing his arousal. What was going on now between the three of them was definitely turning him on even more and he was getting closer to his limit by each passing moment. He pressed his hips against the swordsman again and lifted up the skirt of his dress even more.
Crona heard his name escape Maka’s lips, but with a needy tone this time rather than a seductive, domineering tone. Crona pulled away from her soft neck for a moment to look at her. He managed to open his eyes and blink at the pretty blonde, who had developed a heavy blush on her milky face as well. The shy boy didn’t want her to stop touching him, but he realized what she was asking for.
While Kid pushed Crona’s maid dress up more, Crona looked down at Maka’s red and black plaid skirt and brought his trembling hand down from her waist.. to where she wanted to be touched. Crona kept his other hand busy with Kid’s erection while his new working hand started to rub Maka through her panties. He felt Maka’s neediness soak the tip of his finger and it made his body tense up and flush red all over.
“Maka.. you’re..” the swordsman whispered. He then leaned in to kiss Maka’s neck again, while wanting the reaper behind him to do more to his rear.
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Crona let out a faint noise that was a cross between a gasp and a loud whimper. He felt the cold air conditioning of the kitchen brush against the creamy, soft skin of his bare bottom when Kid lifted up his skirt. With the fabric lifted all the way up to his lower back, Crona’s whole butt was exposed and rubbing against Kid’s hips while Maka was feeling up the swordsman’s soft, pale legs. Her soft tongue licking his jaw was warm and inviting..
Crona brought his lips over to Maka’s again and after some more deep kissing, he slowly slipped his tongue inside her mouth and continued to make out with her. But then he removed his hands from her waist and reached back to grab the waistband of Kid’s pants. The pink-haired boy cleverly used his hands to reach Kid’s belt buckle and undo it, then unzip him so his pants fell to the ground. After Crona heard the fabric of Kid’s pants hitting the floor, he brought his back end especially close to Kid’s crotch, feeling his growing arousal through his boxers.
Maka pressed her body against Crona’s feeling all of the signs of how turned on he was. Maka let out a small hum against his lips. Suddenly there was a clank to be heard and Maka pulled away and looked behind him at Kid who was now in his boxers and his pants on the ground. Maka turned her attention back to Crona, “Not so shy anymore are you?” Maka reached down and began rubbing the eager boy through the material of his skirt. She felt him swelling more through the skirt and knew that the night was going to get more interesting between the three of them. She earned more gasps and whines from the boy when her hand slipped under the material and stroked him at an increasing rate with the noises she received from him. “So Kid, would you rather be in there fixing your paintings?” she asked looking around Crona.
Kid smirked and bit his lip lightly upon hearing her comment. “Absolutely not.” He began to continually grind up against Crona’s rear. Leaning in, he breathed hot air against the boy’s cheek and flicked his tongue against the soft, pale flesh. Licking along his skin, Kid stopped near Crona’s ear and moved down to lick up along his jawline, stopping at his ear to gently nibble at the lobe again.
Feeling Maka’s talented hand start to stroke and tease his erection drove Crona up the wall, and with the added stimulation of the reaper’s tongue traced along the tender spots of Crona’s face.. the swordsman was overwhelmed with arousal, so much that the lust glazed his large, sky-blue irises. Crona was sandwiched between them as his arousal was being attended to, but then he realized he wasn’t the only erected one in the room.
He then pulled Maka closer to him with one hand, providing her more access to his hardening organ, and then he reached his other hand back and began to rub Kid’s erection that was pushing against his boxers and rubbing against Crona’s butt cheeks. The swordsman clamped his eyes shut and whimpered at the feel of it, and kept stroking Kid’s manhood through his fabric as Maka continued what she was doing on her end. Feeling the big, hard organ in his hand made Crona secretly want it somehow - in his mouth possibly.. But then Crona discovered his mouth against Maka’s frail neck and he started to nibble and kiss the skin as the heat between the three of them arose.
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Crona shuddered at Maka’s hands feeling him up, and the reaper’s dreamy hands were touching yet another soft spot. Crona kept his eyes shut tight for another moment, trying to figure out how to deal with this. But when he reopened them, his eyes were two large powder-blue whirlpools hovering over a heavy blush. The lust was crawling over him like madness over a soul.
The swordsman then turned around to grab Maka by the waist and kiss her on the lips with his shy little mouth, all the while his rear end was pressed against Kid’s crotch. Crona felt that, and perked his round butt up a bit so that his skirt was barely covering his bottom. Then he kissed Maka even harder while his butt was rubbing against Kid’s private area.. an area that was already showing some rock-hard interest.
Maka was grabbed around her waist and pulled towards the boy into what started out as a shy kid. This kiss quickly turned harder while Maka felt the motions of Crona’s body. It looked like she got the best of someone. She grinned and pushed into the rough kiss, pushing the pink-haired boy back against the reaper behind him. Maka moved her mouth of off the swordsman’s, then moved down to his jaw. She slowly licked along the side of his face pushing her body closer to his. Her hands moved farther down until the slipped under the skirt and she began rubbing his thighs.
A slight groan escaped Kid’s lips as he felt Crona’s slim body being pushed against his own. Subconsciously, he rolled his hips against the other before wrapping his arms around his waist and swiftly pulling him closer. The Reaper slipped a hand down the boy’s thigh, lifting up the skirt of his outfit.
Crona let out a faint noise that was a cross between a gasp and a loud whimper. He felt the cold air conditioning of the kitchen brush against the creamy, soft skin of his bare bottom when Kid lifted up his skirt. With the fabric lifted all the way up to his lower back, Crona’s whole butt was exposed and rubbing against Kid’s hips while Maka was feeling up the swordsman’s soft, pale legs. Her soft tongue licking his jaw was warm and inviting..
Crona brought his lips over to Maka’s again and after some more deep kissing, he slowly slipped his tongue inside her mouth and continued to make out with her. But then he removed his hands from her waist and reached back to grab the waistband of Kid’s pants. The pink-haired boy cleverly used his hands to reach Kid’s belt buckle and undo it, then unzip him so his pants fell to the ground. After Crona heard the fabric of Kid’s pants hitting the floor, he brought his back end especially close to Kid’s crotch, feeling his growing arousal through his boxers.
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The fragile male gasped. Crona became dizzy-eyed and beet red from the surprise attention. Feeling Maka’s gorgeous lips kiss his own tender mouth sent a chill up his spine as his heart began to beat so much faster, pumping more blood into his needy areas. Maka being so cool about it helped the frigid swordsman relax a little - a relaxation that was soon ruined by the sexy reaper. Kid touched his neck and ear, two of Crona’s most sensitive spots, and it sent thousands of chills throughout the shy boy’s body. Crona clamped his eyes shut when he felt Kid’s teeth teasingly gnaw on his earlobe, which drove him crazy with arousal already. The pink-haired meister’s lower regions were especially getting fueled, and it made his legs tremble.
“You’ll have to give a little too Crona.” Maka whispered into Crona’s ear. Maka’s hand laid upon his chest moving to his skirt and back up his maid outfit. “Kid, you don’t think Liz and Patty will be home anytime soon right?” Maka asked Kid over Crona’s shoulder.
“Nope. Not at all.” The Reaper said with a wink. He lightly trailed his fingertips against Crona’s collarbone, hoping to get some kind of reaction from him. He smirked and did the same to Maka, tracing circles along her skin andd caressing her cheek.
Crona shuddered at Maka’s hands feeling him up, and the reaper’s dreamy hands were touching yet another soft spot. Crona kept his eyes shut tight for another moment, trying to figure out how to deal with this. But when he reopened them, his eyes were two large powder-blue whirlpools hovering over a heavy blush. The lust was crawling over him like madness over a soul.
The swordsman then turned around to grab Maka by the waist and kiss her on the lips with his shy little mouth, all the while his rear end was pressed against Kid’s crotch. Crona felt that, and perked his round butt up a bit so that his skirt was barely covering his bottom. Then he kissed Maka even harder while his butt was rubbing against Kid’s private area.. an area that was already showing some rock-hard interest.
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Crona blinked at the two being so close together and felt a hint of jealousy grip his stomach and tug his heart strings. He was way too submissive and softspoken to say anything though, so he just got a bit of a sad face and turned around to give them their privacy, wiping off the frosting’s residue from his face with a nearby napkin.
Crona started to paw at the cake some more, ripping off a tiny piece of cake with his thumb and forefinger and gnawing on the soft, spongy cake in order to distract himself because he had no idea how to deal with this. He wanted Kid and Maka to give him attention again while at the same time, he wanted to kiss Maka too…
As Maka and Kid got closer, she looked over at Crona turned around eating the cake alone. Maka looked back up at Kid with soft eyes and stepped back looking over at Crona. “Croona.” She drew out his name. “Get over here.” she smiled stepping over to the shy boy. Leaning forward she placed a kiss on his lips. “There you go Crona.” the pig-tailed meister smiled at swordsman. Turning on her heal she looked back at the Reaper behind her. “That calls for you too Kid.” Maka reached over and grabbed him by the arm pulling him closer for her to lock him in a kiss for a brief moment. Stepping out of the kiss she looked up at him giving him a smirk.
Kid took the hint by stepping closer to Crona and bringing his hand up, running his fingertips along the boy’s neck. Leaning in, he licked across his jawbone and up to his ear, gently licking and sucking on the lobe.
The fragile male gasped. Crona became dizzy-eyed and beet red from the surprise attention. Feeling Maka’s gorgeous lips kiss his own tender mouth sent a chill up his spine as his heart began to beat so much faster, pumping more blood into his needy areas. Maka being so cool about it helped the frigid swordsman relax a little - a relaxation that was soon ruined by the sexy reaper. Kid touched his neck and ear, two of Crona’s most sensitive spots, and it sent thousands of chills throughout the shy boy’s body. Crona clamped his eyes shut when he felt Kid’s teeth teasingly gnaw on his earlobe, which drove him crazy with arousal already. The pink-haired meister’s lower regions were especially getting fueled, and it made his legs tremble.
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The swordsman blinked twice with some surprise in his expression. “Th-thank you very much!” he said, smiling warmly with frosting still on the corner of his mouth. “I’m.. really glad that you both like it..”
The swordsman awkwardly switched his feet around and clutched his right arm with his left hand. He looked shyly away from Kid and looked back at Maka for a moment, getting momentarily distracted by her pretty pigtails.
‘Hmmm….’ Maka began her plotting. Looking over at Crona standing at the side looking shy she saw a bit of frosting on the corner of her cheek. “Crona you have a little…” she pointed to the corner of her own mouth. When the swordsman was about to wipe it off, the devious girl found the chance to intervene. “Here, I’ll get it.” she stepped forward and reaching up she licked the frosting off of the side of his mouth. Turning around, she faced the reaper to see his expression. ‘Now he’s in for it.’
Kid smirked lightly. Seeing this happen was most definitely interesting. “If you’re gonna do that, at least let me join in.” He scraped up some more of the cake frosting and gently spread it across Crona’s cheek before leaning in and licking it off. The Reaper placed a kiss against his soft skin with a smile.
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Crona nearly passed out from all this sudden physical attention from the other two meisters. The shy boy trembled and flushed beet red when Maka moved in on him and licked the corner of his mouth, but when Kid joined in and then planted a kiss, steam puffed out from the top of his head and Crona just about fell to the floor.
“Wh-what are you guys doing..?” Crona stuttered, cutely flustered and clutching the short skirt of his maid dress with his shaky hands.
“Yeah, what exactly do you think you’re doing Kid?” Maka turned to the raven haired boy eyeing him. “If you’re going to join in that’s not secluded to just one person you know.” Maka folded her arms a hintful smile appearing on her face.((This reminds me of Ouran with the twins creeping on Haruhi licking her face and what not when she was eating a cookie. OMFG WHAT HAS THE WORLD COME TOO?! KID AND MAKA ARE THE TWINS HERE! JFDHJHFjHSdfJ FANDOM FEELS))
“I know, I know~” Kid said teasingly. He leaned in and tilted her chin up so that their faces were mere inches apart. “You wanna try?” He smirked seductively.
((JLGLDAGHS- The funny thing is, Crona and Haruhi have the same Japanese voice actor. And Kid is turning into Tamaki. They ALSO have the same Japanese voice actor. xDD))
Crona blinked at the two being so close together and felt a hint of jealousy grip his stomach and tug his heart strings. He was way too submissive and softspoken to say anything though, so he just got a bit of a sad face and turned around to give them their privacy, wiping off the frosting’s residue from his face with a nearby napkin.
Crona started to paw at the cake some more, ripping off a tiny piece of cake with his thumb and forefinger and gnawing on the soft, spongy cake in order to distract himself because he had no idea how to deal with this. He wanted Kid and Maka to give him attention again while at the same time, he wanted to kiss Maka too…
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The swordsman blinked twice with some surprise in his expression. “Th-thank you very much!” he said, smiling warmly with frosting still on the corner of his mouth. “I’m.. really glad that you both like it..”
The swordsman awkwardly switched his feet around and clutched his right arm with his left hand. He looked shyly away from Kid and looked back at Maka for a moment, getting momentarily distracted by her pretty pigtails.
‘Hmmm….’ Maka began her plotting. Looking over at Crona standing at the side looking shy she saw a bit of frosting on the corner of her cheek. “Crona you have a little…” she pointed to the corner of her own mouth. When the swordsman was about to wipe it off, the devious girl found the chance to intervene. “Here, I’ll get it.” she stepped forward and reaching up she licked the frosting off of the side of his mouth. Turning around, she faced the reaper to see his expression. ‘Now he’s in for it.’
Kid smirked lightly. Seeing this happen was most definitely interesting. “If you’re gonna do that, at least let me join in.” He scraped up some more of the cake frosting and gently spread it across Crona’s cheek before leaning in and licking it off. The Reaper placed a kiss against his soft skin with a smile.
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Crona nearly passed out from all this sudden physical attention from the other two meisters. The shy boy trembled and flushed beet red when Maka moved in on him and licked the corner of his mouth, but when Kid joined in and then planted a kiss, steam puffed out from the top of his head and Crona just about fell to the floor.
“Wh-what are you guys doing..?” Crona stuttered, cutely flustered and clutching the short skirt of his maid dress with his shaky hands.
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“Th-thank you, Maka.. I’m glad you like it..!” Crona responded, setting the frosting bottle down on the counter. The frosting remained on the corner of his lips while he dipped a finger into the side of the cake and scooped up more frosting to cutely lick off his fingers. He smiled happily as Maka ate some of the frosting, too.
When Kid came in, the reaper’s nose exploded with blood, and Crona grew concerned. The reaper had his hand up to his face, but Crona saw the two streams of blood dripping off his chin. “Kid-kun, are you okay??” the swordsman asked, rushing over to him, his dress fluttering up momentarily.
“Yeah Kid…Are you okay?” Maka smirked stood behind the counter. She knew he wasn’t and she knew why, but that’s what he got for being overly obsessed with his paintings she figured. Scrapping some more frosting off the cake she watched from the other side of the room as she licked the frosting off her fingers casually. “I thought you were busy with your paintings…” she put out there hopping she would earn some rebuttal from the reaper. ((Maka does what she wants because YOLO))
“I’m perfectly fine…” Kid muttered. Obviously, he wasn’t. Standing up and grabbing a conveniently placed box of tissues on the counter, he managed to wipe up the blood gushing from his nose. He threw the tissues in the trash before washing his hands. The Reaper walked up to where the other meisters were standing near the cake. He ran his finger along the cake, picking up some of the frosting and eating it. “This is really good, Crona!”
The swordsman blinked twice with some surprise in his expression. “Th-thank you very much!” he said, smiling warmly with frosting still on the corner of his mouth. “I’m.. really glad that you both like it..”
The swordsman awkwardly switched his feet around and clutched his right arm with his left hand. He looked shyly away from Kid and looked back at Maka for a moment, getting momentarily distracted by her pretty pigtails.
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The moon shined particularly bright this night, through the windows of Gallows Mannor and into the rich, expensive, symmetrical mansion Death the Kid lives in. Crona and Maka were over visiting the young reaper. Liz and Patty were out for the night, and Lord Death remained in his mirror, meaning the three young meisters were alone together.
Crona was in the kitchen, baking a cake for his friends while wearing his maid outfit. The outfit complimented his figure nicely, showing off all the dips and curves of his body, and the shirt skirt length revealed his tall, white legs and barely covered his voluptuous rear. The black symmetrical bows tied onto his maid headpiece brought out the light color of his pink hair, and the long sleeves of the dress had cuffs at the end that pertained to Crona’s clothing tastes.
The swordsman stood by the kitchen counter, hovering over his finished masterpiece: a medium sized cake covered with creamy, white frosting. He was squeezing on the frosting bottle that created large pink roses, carefully planting them around the cake, making sure it was symmetrical so Kid didn’t have a fit. Once he was finished, he smiled happily in relief, and licked some of the pink frosting from the bottle, and got some on his cheek.
Maka was out in the living room while Kid was fixing some paintings. “Kid! They’re fine really!” she said from on the couch with a book. Maka sighed in frustration. He was going at this for almost an hour. Her boyfriend could be something at times. The book she was reading had certain….scenes in it and well…yeah all it was rather frustrating, but Kid was interested in the paintings. “I’m checking on Crona baka!” Maka jokingly called out and stepped out of the large living room into the kitchen. “Hey Crona-” Maka cut off seeing her friend licking frosting off his finger. ‘…This is not fair…’ suddenly she got a bad thought. Anything short from what’s the typical Maka. Normally Maka wouldn’t turn this into anything other than ‘Aww! How sweet of you for making a cake!’ but not today. Nope. Why not mess with Kid? Not cheating or anything like that. Maka wasn’t like that. She just wanted to get his attention for a moment.
A grin spread across her features. “Kid! Come in here, we need you for something!” she called out to her boyfriend. “What’s going on Crona?” she walked over to Crona and stood abnormally close to the swordsman. “I like the cake you made.” she said running her finger along the edge of the cake. She waited for Kid to walk in before she did anything. “Alright!” she heard him call and right as the kitchen door opened she stuck her finger in her mouth sucking the frosting off and looked over at Crona. ((PFFFFT-))
“No, they’re not fine! Disgustingly asymmetrical…” He mumbled. Kid smiled as he adjusted the last painting. Pulling out his tape measure, he made sure it was perfect. “Precise and perfect.”
When he heard Maka call for him he groaned. What now…? Sure, Crona was there, too. But he was busy in the kitchen doing god knows what. He walked through the hallways and slid open the kitchen door.
What he saw next was something totally unexpected. Crona was wearing an extremely revealing maid outfit and Maka was just busy with something else. His jaw dropped and he brought his hand up to his face in an attempt to cover the massive nosebleed he got.
“Th-thank you, Maka.. I’m glad you like it..!” Crona responded, setting the frosting bottle down on the counter. The frosting remained on the corner of his lips while he dipped a finger into the side of the cake and scooped up more frosting to cutely lick off his fingers. He smiled happily as Maka ate some of the frosting, too.
When Kid came in, the reaper’s nose exploded with blood, and Crona grew concerned. The reaper had his hand up to his face, but Crona saw the two streams of blood dripping off his chin. “Kid-kun, are you okay??” the swordsman asked, rushing over to him, his dress fluttering up momentarily.
The moon shined particularly bright this night, through the windows of Gallows Mannor and into the rich, expensive, symmetrical mansion Death the Kid lives in. Crona and Maka were over visiting the young reaper. Liz and Patty were out for the night, and Lord Death remained in his mirror, meaning the three young meisters were alone together.
Crona was in the kitchen, baking a cake for his friends while wearing his maid outfit. The outfit complimented his figure nicely, showing off all the dips and curves of his body, and the shirt skirt length revealed his tall, white legs and barely covered his voluptuous rear. The black symmetrical bows tied onto his maid headpiece brought out the light color of his pink hair, and the long sleeves of the dress had cuffs at the end that pertained to Crona’s clothing tastes.
The swordsman stood by the kitchen counter, hovering over his finished masterpiece: a medium sized cake covered with creamy, white frosting. He was squeezing on the frosting bottle that created large pink roses, carefully planting them around the cake, making sure it was symmetrical so Kid didn’t have a fit. Once he was finished, he smiled happily in relief, and licked some of the pink frosting from the bottle, and got some on his cheek.
(Source: acquiesce-cronabunny)
