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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 13: I’ll Always Be Your Wingman
Marco's eyes widened.
“Jackie, it- it isn't-,” he stammered, “it's not- I mean, we aren't-”
“But you're not in love with each other,” Jackie continued. “So I'm okay with it.”
“Oh. Oh,” Marco said, massively relieved. “That's...that's great.”
He looked at Star, who apparently had been holding her breath since Marco first asked the question, and she now let it out in a long sigh of relief.
“Well,” Jackie said, “now that that's settled...”
She got up from her chair, ducked out of the room for a moment, and returned with a wet washcloth.
“Marco,” she said breathily, “I really hope you're ready for another round.”
The confused, excited Marco couldn't muster a verbal response, but he did manage to pull off the used condom so that Jackie could wipe down his semi-hard penis—and then pop it right into her mouth.
“Whoooaaaa,” Marco breathed. The feeling of Jackie's warm, wet mouth around him, and the delicate, delicious touch of her exploring tongue, made his eyes roll back in his head.
Star was still catching her breath when Oskar was suddenly on her, kissing and nibbling and starting to work his way down.
“I really need,” he panted, “...to bury the bone...soon.”
Star found herself yanked out of her pleasant state of afterglow and thrust right back into sexual third gear by Oskar's urgent but skilled kissing and nipping of her earlobes, then her neck and shoulders, then her sensitive little breasts.
“Oh, yeah, babe,” Star gasped. “Another minute of that, and you can bury the bone as deep as you want.”
Jackie released Marco's now mahogany-hard cock from her mouth. Then, with little skill but surprising speed, she ripped open a foil packet and condomized him before laying her body on top of his. Her blue-green eyes were inches from his.
“I want the unicorn to ride me,” she whispered lustily.
“Actually,” Marco said, “the expression is-”
“I know what the expression is,” Jackie answered, then rolled Marco on top of her.
Star, still capable of at least a modicum of rational thought, was amazed by how different this was from what she had just experienced with Marco. Sex with her bestie had been nice, and fun, but it was nothing like the wild, urgent tangle of desire and need and pleasure that she was feeling now with Oskar.
She scrambled out from under him, then got up on all fours and looked back over her shoulder at him.
“You wanna bury it?” she said, her voice raspy with lust. “Let's bury it!”
“Oh, yeah!” Oskar replied.
She saw him grab a condom off the nightstand. It occurred to her that Jackie seemed to be picking up Marco's penchant for preparedness.
Then Star banished all thought, let her head hang, and shut her eyes, wanting to focus on feeling everything. She felt Oskar kneeling behind her on the bed, and the heat of his hands as they firmly gripped her hips. Then she felt the firm flesh of his cockhead touch her thigh and then draw a short line of erotic tickle as he moved it to her entrance.
He thrust in, and she screamed “Aaaahhh!” at the lightning-shock of pleasure that went through her.
Marco was consumed by the sensations of being with Jackie like this. The smell of her filled his head and lungs, and the heat of her body beneath him—especially the intense heat that radiated from between her thighs—was driving him into a frenzy. Doing it with Star had been one thing, but this was so very different.
She put her lips to his ear. “Do it, Marco. I'm wide open.”
The last coherent thought that passed through his head was that this was the moment he had fantasized about since the very beginning.
Then he plunged in.
***
Star and Marco would later remember the rest of what happened that afternoon in Jackie's bedroom as a haze of sensations: sweating, screaming, thrusting, plunging, begging for more, giving more, taking more, until they were all spent, so exhausted that they simply lay in a loose pile on the bed, drops of their sweat soaking into the sheets, wanting to laugh and cry from the magnificence of it all and the exhaustion that it brought.
In the end, Star and Marco both lay like damp rag dolls beneath their spent lovers. Then Star caught Marco's eye; they extended their arms, and silently bumped fists.
***
Much later, after showers were taken and clothing was re-donned, Marco went downstairs with Jackie to help her with the sports drinks she had offered to everyone to replace their lost electrolytes.
When they were alone in the kitchen, Marco said, “Jackie?”
“Yeah?”
“What you said before...about how much longer it took me to get to know you than Star?”
“Uh-huh?”
“That’s because I didn't have a huge, tongue-paralyzing, brain-scrambling crush on Star from the first second I saw her.”
Jackie looked at him with surprise. Then she smiled.
“You know,” she said after a moment, “I was about to ask you why it took you this long. But I guess the more important question is, what made you finally decide to make a move?”
“Well...” Marco started awkwardly.
“But I don't need to ask that question, do I?” Jackie said. “Because I'm pretty sure I wouldn't have a boyfriend right now—and Oskar wouldn't have a girlfriend—if you and Star hadn't pushed each other into it.”
Marco nodded sheepishly.
***
Shortly thereafter, Star and Marco walked home. At first, they didn't speak, still being in something of a daze. But then Star began to look pensive, and soon, she spoke.
“Marco, I need to apologize to you.”
Marco put up his hands, forestalling her. “Hey, nothing Darkstar did is your fault.”
“No, not for that,” Star replied. She took a deep breath and continued, “After the Blood Moon Ball, I got mad at you for trying to protect me instead of trusting me to protect myself.”
“Okay,” Marco said, uncertain.
“But the truth is, I walked right into a trap. I mean, the whole ‘souls bound together for all eternity’ thing? I had no clue that was going on, even when I was right in the middle of it.
“So I did need you then, and you were there for me. And instead of thanking you, I yelled at you. So I'm sorry.”
“Well,” Marco said sheepishly, “it's not like I saved you from anything. I fell into the same trap you did.”
“Are you serious?” Star demanded. “Marco, I almost had my soul bound to Tom's. Do you really think if I had a choice, I wouldn't take your soul over his, like, a million times over?”
Marco didn't say anything. He just smiled at Star and blushed just a little.
They reached the Diaz house and went inside.
“Hi, kids!” Marco's mom shouted from the kitchen. “Dinner's in half an hour. Then your father and I will drive Rogelio to the airport.”
***
The kids enjoyed their last evening with Marco's grandfather. Then they bid the man goodbye.
“It was great having you here, Grandpa,” Marco said. “And...thanks for the advice. It really helped—even if it was gross.”
“But all the more memorable for the grossness, yes?” Rogelio replied with an eye-twinkle. “Adios, my boy.”
***
When the adults left, Marco and Star went upstairs.
“Man, I know it's not that late, but I'm beat,” Marco said.
“Seriously,” Star replied, yawning.
“And it'll be nice to have my bed back.”
“Yeah, I guess it'll be good to have mine to myself again,” Star said. “But that doesn't mean you can't come tell me a bedtime story now and then. One of these days, I might stay awake long enough to find out what happened to Skippy.”
“It's a deal.”
They stood there for a moment. Then Star said, “Marco?”
“Yeah?”
“Just so we're a hundred percent clear on this…You know everything Tom said to you down in the Underworld was a steaming heap of troll dung, right?”
“Yeah,” Marco replied, looking down. “I know.”
“Maybe you know,” Star said, tapping Marco's forehead with her finger, “but I wanna make sure you know.” She tapped his chest with the same finger. “Because you're not ‘just some Earth kid.’” Then, looking Marco in the eye, she added, “You could never be just anything to me.”
Marco nodded slowly. Then, only half looking at Star, he said, “I...I do love you, you know.”
Star's body practically slammed into his as she threw her arms around him and held him tight.
“I love you, too.”
They held each other for a long moment. Then, simultaneously, they let go.
“I guess we'd better hit the hay,” Marco said.
“Yup,” Star agreed. “‘Cause tomorrow's gonna be another awesome day!”
“And so's the day after that,” Marco said with a smile.
“And the day after that, and the day after that!” Star replied brightly.
“I'll buy that,” Marco said. Then, raising his fist, he said, “G’night, wingman.”
“Wingmeeeen,” Star hissed with a smile on her face.
They bumped fists and cawed.
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Big thanks to Fairy Slayer and GrayNeko for beta-reading!
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