Soul Eater 7 Minutes in Heaven-Needle

You felt something poke your finger right when your hand entered the bag. You brought your hand out finding a needle for sewing sticking into your fingers. Once you pulled it out a blood began to come out slowly, forming a ball. "Looks like you've chosen me" you turned to see Stein staring at you while he turned the large screw in his head with loud slow clicks. He grabbed you hand and pulled you into the closet "Stein, please don't dissect ______ while you’re in there" Lord Death closed the door engulfing you and Stein in darkness. Stein grabbed your wrist and brought your wounded finger to his mouth, running his tongue over your wound. You turned red at his actions, feeling yourself tense.

"If you’re afraid I'll dissect you, don't be" he brushed the back if his hand over your cheek. "No, how could I dissect someone I lik- No...love" your eyes widened, 'he loves me?' You blushed a little, he smirked "Your cute when you blush" he leaned down and pressed his lips to yours. Without thinking twice you kissed back, your hand going to the back of his head. Both of his hands went to your hips. It seemed like forever until you both pulled back for much needed air. He when to your neck, trailing rough kisses along your jaw line and neck.

When his lips pressed down on a spot where your shoulder and neck meet you let out a gasp. He held you closer to him and ran his tongue on that spot, you emitted a loud moan, everyone outside could hear it. He dug his teeth into that spot, getting another loud moan from you. He sucked in the spot "S-Stein" you whispered. He pulled back; satisfied with the hickey he had left. He grabbed the back if your knee and brought it up to his waist, kissing you on the lips again. You felt him ask for entrance, not having to ponder that question you parted your lips.

His tongue immediately invaded your mouth, soon yours doing the same. He slowly ran a hand up your shirt and rubbed his thumb into your back. That's when Lord Death opened the door; you both pulled away from each other’s lips but stayed wrapped together. When Lord Death saw the scene he looked about ready to puke "Stein, maybe you should have dissected her. And I won't be using this closet anymore." You clung to his arm as you followed him to his seat, leaning against him for the rest of the night.