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Star's Crossed Lovers	By : GeorgeGlass Category: +S through Z > Star vs. The Forces of Evil Views: 22548 -:- Recommendations : 1 -:- Currently Reading : 2
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Chapter 12: Riding the Unicorn
Marco looked at Jackie with wide-eyed puzzlement. “What?”
“I...I want you and Star to use the potion,” Jackie replied.
Star’s jaw dropped, but the princess said nothing.
“I don't understand,” Marco protested.
Jackie took a deep breath. “What Tom said, about your souls being bound together for all eternity...it's true, isn't it?”
“Um, maybe?” Marco answered. Ever since Tom mentioned the Blood Moon Ball, Marco had been thinking back to that night and remembering how the two of them had weirdly finished each other's sentences afterward. “But...what makes you think it's true?”
“Marco, I've known you since the first grade, and you barely even talked to me until a few months ago. But you and Star have been best buds almost since you met.
“So I need to know, one way or the other, whether there's anything between you and Star. Because…well, if I'm going to get my heart broken, I'd rather do it fast.”
Wide-eyed, Marco said, “Let me just make sure I'm clear on the concept, here. You want to test my faithfulness to you by making me have sex with another girl?”
“It’s...it's not just about me,” Jackie said, and Marco heard pain in her voice. “I mean...I really like you, Marco, but...if you and Star are meant to be together, then…I don't want to get in the way of that.”
Marco turned to Oskar. “And you're okay with this?”
“‘m not the jealous type,” the boy answered, shrugging.
Star had been standing there silently, listening to this conversation with open-mouthed incredulity. But Oskar's casual response seemed to snap her out of it.
“Whoa whoa whoawhoawhoa!” she cried. Then, turning to Jackie, she said, “Okay, just catchin’ up here. So you want me to do it with your boyfriend while, what, you and my boyfriend sit there and watch?”
Jackie, looking a bit sheepish, replied, “Basically, yeah.”
Then, to Marco's surprise, Star shrugged. “Well, if everybody's okay with it, then…”
Marco took Star by the arm. “Uh, can I talk to you for a second?”
By the time Star said “Sure,” Marco was already ushering her out the door and into the upstairs hallway of Jackie's house.
“You really want to go through with this?” Marco whispered.
“Well,” Star replied awkwardly, “I mean, it'll be weird, but...if it'll give Oskar and Jackie peace of mind, then...maybe we should.”
“I just…I don't want to mess things up between us.”
“Hmm,” Star said pensively. “I suppose our screwing could screw things up. Wait—is that why that one word means both things?”
Marco was about to reply when Star continued, “But you know what? Our friendship just survived my being possessed by evil goo. In fact, our friendship didn't just survive it; it kicked that evil goo’s ass. And when I think about that, our burying the bone one time doesn't seem like such a big deal.”
Despite his anxiety, Marco couldn't help but smile at that.
“All right,” he sighed. “Let's go ride the unicorn.”
“Um, technically, I'll be the one riding the unicorn,” Star corrected.
“Oh. I get it.”
***
When Star and Marco re-entered Jackie's bedroom, the skater-girl was sitting in her desk chair, which she had moved to the end of the room opposite her queen-size bed. Oskar sat on a cushion on the floor next to her, leaning against the wall. On the dresser were two cups, each half-full of grape soda. Next to the cups, the love-potion vial sat empty.
“So, okay,” Marco said uneasily. “We're...ready.”
“Yeah,” Star added, looking away from Jackie and Oskar.
Star and Marco each picked up a cup.
“Well,” Star said nervously, “bottoms up.”
They drank, each of them finishing the soda in one draught. Marco chased the pop with a couple of potato chips, trying to settle his nervous stomach.
“So,” Star said hesitantly, “I guess we should…kiss, or something?”
“Um, yeah,” Marco replied. “Let's, let's do that.”
Awkwardly, they leaned in until their lips made contact. Then Star pulled away, giggling.
“You taste like potato chips,” she said.
“You taste like grape soda,” Marco replied, chuckling.
“Could you guys at least try to be serious?” Jackie said.
“Sure, sure, sorry, sorry,” Star said rapidly. Then she turned to Marco and said, “Okay, totally serious.”
“Totally serious,” Marco replied.
Slowly, they came together. Their lips touched for barely a second before they both burst out laughing.
“Are you kidding me?” Jackie groused.
“I'm sorry!” Star cried, trying and failing to quell her hysterics. “This is just...too weird…”
“She keeps-” Marco managed between giggles, “making that…fish face!”
“I don't make fish face! You make fish face!” Star protested, laughing even harder.
Jackie waited until Star and Marco had laughed themselves out. Then she said, “Come on, try again.”
Oskar looked at Marco and said, “Try bitin’ ‘er, dude. She digs that.”
Jackie, climbing aboard Oskar’s train of thought, turned to Star and said, “Wind your fingers in his hair when you're kissing him, just a little bit tight. That turns him on.”
“Okay,” Star replied, a bit wearily. “C’mon, Marco, let's suck it up and make out.”
“All right,” Marco sighed. “But I don't think ‘suck it up’ is the image I want to have in my head when I'm kissing you. Just sayin’.”
They came together again, and this time, instead of kissing Star's lips, Marco bent his head and gave her the tiniest nip on her neck. Star giggled a little, but it was a different quality of giggle than before, so Marco moved his mouth fractionally up her neck and did it again, and again.
Even as he nibbled her, he felt her fingers slowly twining in his hair, pulling just a little at his scalp. In his head, he knew she was only doing it at Jackie's suggestion, but something deep inside him read it as passion, as desire—and, in doing so, began to rouse his own.
Star, for her part, found that Marco's teeth didn't have the exquisite pointiness of Oskar's fangs, but she was nonetheless starting to appreciate the way her bestie was slowly nipping his way from her earlobe down to the base of her neck.
“This is so weird,” she whispered to him. “But...not bad. Am I doing the hair thing right?”
He brought his lips back up to her ear. “Uh-huh. Is the biting...okay?”
“Yeah. Do it some more while I unbutton stuff.”
“Holy cow, we're unbuttoning,” Marco murmured, then returned to Star’s neck.
Star reached behind her back and undid the few buttons below the neckline of her blue dress. Then, taking care not to interfere with Marco's efforts to please her, she pulled one strap and then the other from her shoulders and let the dress fall to the floor.
Aaaand I'm in my undies in front of Marco Diaz, Star thought. Welcome to the Kingdom of Awkwardania. Population: Me.
Marco stopped nibbling on Star’s neck, and his lips returned to her ear.
“It's okay,” he whispered. “I won't stare. Here, help me with my hoodie.”
He raised up his arms. Star, seeing no point in delaying things, grasped the hem of both the sweatshirt and Marco's T-shirt and pulled them up and off.
This wasn't making the situation any less weird. She'd told Marco and herself that this was no big deal, but in truth, it was. And although Star knew that Marco was just trying to make her more comfortable by evening things up in the clothes-removal department, that was only weirding things up further.
Then his arms went around her.
He wasn't kissing or biting or anything; he was just holding her. She put her arms around him, too.
And somehow...it was all okay. This was Marco, the person she felt more at ease with than anyone else in the multiverse. She would always feel comfortable in his arms, whatever the circumstances.
Marco had half expected—and hoped—that Jackie would see how much this test of hers was weirding him out and put a stop to it before it went any further. But now, as he felt Star’s body relax in his embrace, he realized that maybe it didn't have to be weird. Not with his best friend, who also happened to be a super-cute girl.
He felt her lips brush against his ear.
“Marco,” she whispered, “let's quit being so serious. How about we just do this thing our way?”
Marco was about to ask what “our way” was, but he realized that he didn't need to ask. Still holding Star, he pulled his head back and looked into her big blue eyes.
“You're right,” he replied. Then, no longer whispering, he said, “Let's get this party started!”
He unbuckled his belt, then yanked it off and hurled it into a corner. Star shouted “Whoo-hoo!” then unbuttoned Marco's pants and yanked them down, revealing the boy's red boxers.
“Aw, for me?” Star teased.
“Well, um,” Marco stammered, “I mean, not specifically for y-”
“Oh, chill, I'm just messin’ with ya,” Star said with a grin. Then she turned around and pulled her mass of blonde hair aside to expose her bra strap. “Take this thing off me, will you?”
“All right, let's set 'em free!” Marco cheered. Then he undid Star’s bra hook and let the garment fall to the bed.
Star turned around, showing Marco her small breasts with their conical, pale-pink nipples. “Whaddaya think?” she asked saucily.
“Cute!” Marco exclaimed, grinning. “But you know, it's not just about presentation. Flavor is important, too.”
“Then it's snack time, big boy,” Star said, thrusting her chest at him invitingly.
Those little pink points looked delectable to Marco, and he wasted no time putting his mouth all over Star’s breasts—licking, tonguing, sucking, licking some more.
“Ooooh,” Star breathed, taking hold of Marco's hair to keep his lips on her chest.
Marco heard a whispered “Wow” from the other end of the room, and he couldn't tell whether the exclamation had come from Jackie or Oskar.
He heard the sound of fabric sliding over skin, and he saw with his peripheral vision that Star was taking off her panties. And Jackie still wasn't stopping them. But that didn't really bother him anymore. In fact, knowing that she was watching was proving to be kind of a turn-on.
Star, for her part, sighed with pleasure. Marco might not have had Oskar's knowledge of her particular sexual likes, or his fangs, but her bestie clearly knew his way around a pair of boobs.
“Very nice,” Star sighed, stroking Marco's hair affectionately. “This definitely explains certain Jackie-noises I've heard.”
Marco took his lips off her right nipple for a moment and replied, “I do aim to please.”
“Well, what would please me right now would be to see you whip it out.” She put a hand on his crotch, appreciating the thickness of his hard shaft through the fabric of his boxers. “'Cause I think your little friend is ready to come out and socialize.”
Marco stood up on his knees on the bed and, after a dramatic pause, shoved down his underwear, freeing his cock, which stood happily at attention.
“Allow me to introduce Marquito,” he said. Star heard both Jackie and Oskar snigger.
“Well, hello, Marquito,” Star said, bending down and giving Marco's erect penis a finger-wiggling wave. Then, sliding a hand down toward her own crotch, she said, “Would you like to come in? Once you're properly dressed, of course.”
“I'd be delighted, milady,” Marco replied.
He reached for his fanny pack, pulled out one of the “ribbed for her pleasure” condoms that Star liked, unwrapped it, and then unrolled it onto his dick. Then he lay down on his back.
“Ready to ride the unicorn?” Marco asked, slapping his thighs.
“Yup. You ready to bury the bone?”
“Oh, yeah,” Marco replied. “Although now you're getting me in the mood for doggystyle.”
“Maybe later. I'm mounting up.”
Star straddled Marco, who smiled up at her. That smile of his never failed to make her smile, too.
“Let's do this,” she said with a grin. Then she reached down, straightened up Marco's cock beneath her, and slowly sank down, putting him inside her.
“Niiiiice,” Marco breathed as she eased him into her.
As Star settled on Marco's hips, she said in her lowest, sexiest voice, “Welcome aboard, Marquito.”
“Happy to be here,” Marco replied.
For the first time since she and Marco had gotten on the bed, Star looked directly over at Oskar and Jackie. She wasn't sure what she expected to see, but her best guesses would have been anxiety, or jealousy.
But she didn't see that at all. Instead, Oskar and Jackie were looking at her and Marco with what Star could only interpret as erotic fascination. Lips parted, pupils enlarged, redness on their face and neck.
“Wow,” Jackie breathed.
“Uh-huh,” Oskar agreed vacantly.
Well, Star thought, if they're in the mood for a show…
She started moving up and down on top of Marco.
“Hey, lemme borrow these,” she said, taking his hands. Then she put them on her breasts.
“Sure thing,” Marco said. He began to caress her little titties pleasurably.
Star half-closed her eyes, but through the half that was still open, she saw Jackie put a hand on her own, clothed breast.
Then, to Star’s surprise, she saw Oskar sit up on his cushion and reach for Jackie's other breast.
“Is this okay?” he asked, his hand hovering in front of Jackie's chest.
Jackie nodded.
Oskar turned to Star and Marco. “With everybody?”
Star found it hard to be jealous with another boy's cock inside her. “Sure, what the heck.”
“Can't make this situation any crazier than it is,” Marco agreed.
Jackie pushed her desk chair forward, and Oskar moved around behind her to caress her breasts through her T-shirt.
Marco, aroused and amazed, looked up at Star’s cute little breasts and continued to play with them as the girl slowly fucked herself on him.
I'm having sex with my best friend, Marco thought, in my girlfriend's bed, while my girlfriend gets felt up by my guy friend. How is it that I'm okay with all of this? Is it the love potion?
He looked up from Star’s chest to her face. She was looking right back at him, her expression guileless and happy. And he realized that here he was, feeling the sensation of a girl's sweetly firm breasts in his hands and her tight, warm channel around his cock, and yet more pleasurable than those was just...being with her. Doing something with her. Even this.
“Wanna pick up the pace?” Marco asked.
“Oh yeah,” Star replied eagerly.
She began to bounce up and down on him vigorously. Marco moved his hands down to her hips to help her.
“Yeah, ride 'em cowgirl!” Marco shouted.
“Yee-hah!” Star cried.
It only took a couple of minutes of Star riding him hard before Marco felt himself slipping toward the edge.
“Star...” he gasped. “I can’t…last…too much…longer…”
“Yeah!” Star shouted. “Gimme…that…unicorn juice!”
“I'm not…even…gonna…ask,” Marco panted. “I'm just…gonna…CUM!”
“YEAAAAAAH!” Star screamed, thrashing on top of Marco as the boy gripped her hips and shouted his ecstasy.
She collapsed on top of him, then rolled off. They lay side by side, panting. Then, while Marco was still trying to catch his breath, he remembered what the point of all this had been.
Anxiety struck him like a massive wave. Had he just failed Jackie’s test? Was the girl he loved about to tell him that she never wanted to see him again? Could he take that, live with that?
One way or another, he needed to know. So he sat up and looked at her.
“So…what’s the verdict?”
Oskar took his hands off Jackie and stepped back. Jackie took a deep breath.
“You love each other,” she said tonelessly.
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