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I Summon the All-Seeing Eye	By : all_possible_worlds Category: +S through Z > Star vs. The Forces of Evil Views: 29523 -:- Recommendations : 2 -:- Currently Reading : 1
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Chapter List
- 6
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- 8
Chapter 7: It Takes Three to Tango
Chapter Note: Not the threesome chapter
Continuity stardate: This chapter takes place the morning after the last one, meaning two days following the SvtFoE episode "Just Friends" (S02E20b). The story has now begun to diverge from the SvtFoE season 2 mainline in ways that have yet to be fully explained.

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For the first time in months, Tom slept like an angel. Which, sure, theologically speaking, was all kinds of blasphemy. But, that morning at least, the demon didn't care. Last night had been fun, and it had ended with, well, with a bang. Janna might not quite be Star Butterfly, Tom thought, but she certainly was a remarkable girl. She was interesting to talk to, shrewd in a way that kept even him on his toes, surprisingly adventurous in the bedroom given her previous lack of experience and, perhaps most important, she actually desired being with him. Tom hadn't noticed before just how much chasing Star around for over a year had lacerated his ego. The indignity of two nights ago had just been the culmination of his parade of humiliations in trying to get the princess back.
Then again, Janna was not really in the same league as Star. The witch wannabe was certainly enjoyable, but she was a step down from the magical princess, wasn't she? So, was Tom settling? Was he giving up on what he wanted to be comfortable with what he had within reach? That wasn't like him. No, it wasn't like him at all. Tom was used to getting what he wanted, sooner or later. Star could not be the sole exception, he would not allow it for her to be. He was sure eventually he would find a way to convince her to be with him.
But perhaps there was no harm in taking advantage of the company of the human girl for a while. She had pretty much told him that Star would date Marco now, and Janna was still willing, in theory, to go along with trying to make her friend jealous. Maybe he could still make that plan work in the long run. Let Star be with Marco for now, and he would date Janna instead. Eventually Star would realize what Tom already knew, that the two of them were better for each other than their respective human lovers, Blood Moon or not. Except, this way, he would also get to have his fun too, while he waited for the princess to understand the obvious.
Now that he thought of it, perhaps he and Janna could even go at it a second time before he took her back to the surface. He turned around, naked in his bed, expecting to see the aforementioned source of fun beside him. He was alone. She was gone.
Tom sought her with his mind, but quickly realized she was no longer within his domain. Finding a particular human within the hell under his rule was an easy feat for the demon prince, but those powers did not extend all the way back to Earth. He rubbed two fingers on his temple and counted to ten. Ok, that was certainly not ideal, but he really ought to stop letting every little setback set him off. He would find her again. At Star's school, perhaps? Besides, it wasn't as if it mattered too much if this had been a one night thing. Janna had served her main purpose: she got him to de-stress and to feel a bit better about himself. Having her around to counterweight whatever Marco was to Star was just one of many ideas he could brainstorm now, given the basic insights he had gained the previous night.
Then Tom's eyes noticed something about the glass case on the opposite wall from his bed. Inside of it, there were various items: a huge red ruby, a dragon skull, and assorted other smaller objects. He blinked. There was a large and conspicuously empty space besides the dead creature's head. The Urn of Midra'Apep, an eldritch artifact older than the Great Pyramids of Giza or the Ancient Obsidian Temple in Mewni, was missing!
Tom's vision turned red as he violently sat up on the bed. An instant after that, the entirety of his room exploded in flames as he cried out in burning rage, "Janna!!"
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Unlike most days in the last few weeks, Jackie had slept terribly. She had found it extraordinarily hard to fall asleep last night, only to experience a restless slumber, full of disturbing dreams she couldn't quite remember once awake. In the end, it was barely past sunrise when she decided to get out of bed. Usually she slept in until late on weekends, and today was a Sunday, but she had given up on getting a proper night rest at this point. In any case, she knew that no amount of shut-eye would relieve her unease this morning. Only two things truly had any chance of calming her discomfort.
The first, and most important: talking to Marco, was still hours away. They had settled on brunch at a nearby diner, at 11:30 to give both of them a chance to sleep in and get ready without hurry. It was almost ironic that she wouldn't need the extra time after all. Usually Marco was far more of a morning person than she was. Then again, Jackie thought, odds were he was actually sleeping in today, considering he had gone out last night. Would he be waking up with Star in his arms? The image made her feel... conflicted.
Jackie took a quick shower and dressed up in shorts and her favorite white and green t-shirt, getting only slightly more carefully made up than she did for school. She wanted to look good, of course, but it would be a bit silly to get all dolled up for brunch. Besides, she was not sure whatever she did now would hold up until then. If nothing else, her hair would be messed up. Fortunately, she had years of experience in making messy hair look good. She grabbed her skateboard, and her helmet, and headed out.
Skateboarding was the only other thing that had any chance of calming her nerves. So that was what she planned on doing until she got a chance to talk to Marco. 'And Star,' she mentally added. He had not called her last night, which meant one of two things: either Marco had decided that Jackie was crazy and was no longer interested in talking to her, or, he had followed her instructions and that meant...
"If she says no, or the date ends early, please call me. If not, bring her tomorrow," she had said near the end. Marco had tried to say something in protest, but she had cut him off, she didn't even remember with what. It felt surreal. Like the whole conversation had all been one of her anxious dreams. But no, she reminded herself, it had happened two nights ago, and it had been no dream at all.
Why had she pushed Marco to ask Star out? What could she possibly have to win with that? Jackie frowned and kicked back the pavement, picking up speed. It had hurt so badly when Marco called Star's name. She had been angry and wounded. Marco had been apologetic and guilty.
"Marco, what the hell dude?! I know I asked you about Star before, but yelling her fucking name while you nut in me is not exactly what I was hoping for!"
"Jackie, I am so sorry, I really am, I don't know what came over me... it was weird, it just popped into my mind... I swear... and God, that sounds even worse aloud..."
He had said he hadn't been imagining Star, not on purpose at least. That he had somehow simply seen her face just jump into his mind. Jackie didn't know what to believe, but he had seemed genuinely confused and contrite. She knew, when she looked into his eyes, that he felt terrible about it, perhaps worse than she herself did. She was hurt - that the reflex had been subconscious didn't make it less painful - but she found it hard to stay mad at her boyfriend. It took them several minutes of awkward silences and wounded looks to get to the crux of the issue.
"Alright Marco, say I believe it that thinking of Star just now was a brain-fart. Are you telling me, in all honesty, that you do not like her?"
"Jackie, I like you! I love you!"
"I believe that, Marco. But it is not what I asked..."
"..."
Jackie was going steeply downhill now, approaching the upwards slanted porch of a house. The contrarian sixty-degree angle with the rest of the road made it her favorite natural ramp. Skateboarding was indeed clearing her mind, removing the non-essential from yesterday's conversation: the unbearable pauses, the hemming and hawing, the hesitant guarded phrases, their mutual attempts to dance around the issue.
"Marco, I think you can love more than one person. I mean, at the same time. And... and... I think you might be in love with Star..."
"I... I don't know... I mean... maybe, maybe I do like Star in a way too, but Jackie... I choose to be with you. I mean, if you will still have me after, well, after just now..."
She remembered pausing a long time before replying to that. It wasn't that she didn't know what she wanted to say, and it certainly wasn't to prolong Marco's obvious terror and guilt. She had wanted to hug him, to reassure him that of course she wanted him. But that would only have pushed the true issue further down the road. She had needed all of her courage to force herself to make her next suggestion instead.
"So, Marco... what if you didn't have to choose?"
She felt the wheels lose their final contact with the ground. She dropped her own body low while the board took her meters into the air. She felt the adrenaline pumping and her heartbeat accelerating. She thought of Marco, waking up beside Star, relaxed, happy. Her beloved Marco, basking in the morning afterglow after spending the night with the princess. Jackie felt elated, in her mind, as she flew through the air. For a moment that thought was nothing but beautiful to her. She wanted him to be as happy as he could be, and she knew Star could be part of that happiness.
Then she felt the impact. She shifted her weight to avoid falling off from the board as it touched the pavement once more. Back down to earth, Jackie had an ugly afterthought, "but, what if it is me that is not part of his happiness? What if he decides he doesn't want me after that?"
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Jackie finally went into the diner at 11:20, taking the most isolated table she could find, placing her skateboard against the wall and her helmet on the table. She had gone around the block more than once before, decided it was too early for her to come in and done lap after lap on her board. Hours of tracing the streets of Echo Creek had helped her relax significantly, yet nothing could truly remove the knot in her stomach, not until she had talked to her boyfriend. She ordered a vanilla milk shake and spent the time fiddling with her phone. There was a message from Janna, 'Yo. Come to my place by 5. Got something wicked cool to show you...'
She was about to reply, when she saw them walking down the street. Marco was getting there a few minutes early, and he had truly brought Star. She felt her throat getting dry and quickly drank some more milkshake. They looked so happy, smiling at each other and chatting loudly. Oh god, they were holding hands! What had she just gotten into?
Just before they came in through the door, she noticed Marco saying something to Star, who quickly let go of his hand, blushing slightly. He came in first, his eyes scanning the place until they met Jackie's. "Hi Jackie," he greeted her, almost apologetically. He had the most adorable nervous smile.
"Yo Diaz!" she replied, flashing him her own best smile. She waved her hand at both of them. "Hey Star! How have you been?" she added, in a hopefully casual tone.
"Oh, hey Jackie," Star beamed at her. "You know, doing well!" Jackie raised an eyebrow at Star and the princess laughed nervously. "I mean, eh, how about you?"
"Mhm, same old, same old," she lied. The two other teens sat together on the opposite side of the table, and she tried not to read too much into it. Marco was visibly tense, he almost looked like a rabbit about to bolt from the whole scene. Star was probably doing the same thing she was, trying to appear casual despite feeling everything but calm. The mewman was her usual bubbly self, except her eyes kept darting from Jackie to Marco and all over the place, and she occasionally had a weird twitch in her right eye. The two of them kept the small talk going as they ordered breakfast, while Marco just sat there in tense uncomfortable silence. They eventually got scrambled eggs for her, sunny-side up for Marco and a huge stack of pancakes for their resident magical princess.
"So..." Star began, once they were all eating, seemingly unable to bear it anymore. Jackie swore she saw Marco flinch slightly. She waited a few moments for the other girl to finish the sentence, but it soon became apparent that she was expecting her to lead this conversation. Well, Jackie imagined it was only fair. She looked at Marco, just to be sure. He nodded.
"So," Jackie echoed. "I assume you two went out last night? How was it?" she asked. Maybe she should have asked Marco to talk separately beforehand, rather than put them both in the spot like this, but well, this was going to be awkward either way, for all three of them, and she wanted to see both of their reactions first.
"Jackie..." Marco tried to say something, but seemed to stop midway.
"It was amazing," Star said. She looked at Marco, smiling nervously, "at least for me. Thank you, Jackie!"
"Eh? Me?" Jackie replied. The princess' candor and strangely heartfelt gratitude had taken her by surprise. She was not sure the later was well placed, in the end it was Marco that had taken his roommate on a date, Jackie had at most gotten out of the way for that to happen, no more.
"Well, I mean, he said you told him to ask me out, so, if you hadn't, then he wouldn't have, right? So, well, so thank you!" Star continued, she stared down at her pancakes. "And well, I don't know how this works. I think it is an Earth thing and you two will have to explain it to me, because I don't think we have it in Mewni. I don't know if I get to, you know, borrow Marco again? Some sort of concubine type deal? Or if it was a one time thing? Or if I now need to like joust you for him? Or whatever else. But either way... thank you!"
'A concubine type deal'? The Earth girl was surprised the future Queen of Mewni would even consider that kind of role, even if she probably didn't mean it the way Jackie had interpreted. Also, hopefully Star was not serious on the jousting thing either!
Jackie wasn't sure if she had imagined it, but she swore she saw a thin teardrop fall on the pancakes. Before she herself could say anything, Marco's arm was around the princess' shoulder, as he hugged her close. "Star..." he finally seemed to find his words, "it was amazing for me too. It is amazing." He shot Jackie a sheepish look. "I mean... you both are amazing."
The human girl smiled back at her boyfriend, assuming he still chose to be so, then took a deep breath. Clearly her own hang ups around talking about this plainly were making it more confusing than it needed to be, for everyone involved. Well, time to come clean. "Star, this is not an Earth thing. I think, I think it is a me thing, or, maybe, hopefully, an us thing. All three of us," she explained the best she could.
"As for how it works, well, I think we all decide that. I mean, Marco and you could decide you want to only date each other, exclusively, and well, I am prepared to cope with that, if that's the case," she looked sadly at her adorable and kind boyfriend. She was truly prepared to let go, if that made him happy, but she definitely didn't want to. She knew it would break her heart in two. "Or, you could decide this is too weird for you, and we could go back to where we were before the weekend, with Marco and I dating, and you could find something less... complicated. But, what I think I would want, personally, is to still be Marco's girlfriend and then, well, if you two want, you can keep dating too, and whenever you two decide to be boyfriend and girlfriend as well, then I guess Marco will have two girlfriends and we will have a time-share of sorts..." Jackie laughed. Her bottled up nervousness seemed to all go into that laughter, because it began as a nervous giggle, turned into a happy chuckle and ended with her in a relaxed smile. Whatever they replied now, whatever they thought of it, she had finally gotten it out her chest: her weirdness, and her wild suggestion. "Hopefully you both don't think I am nuts?"
"Jackie, I think you are crazy..." Star replied, looking down. Then she lifted her head to look at Jackie and the Earth girl could have sworn she had never seen someone smile so brightly. Wait, was Star actually, literally, glowing? "... crazy awesome! I mean, there are a lot of weird things about Earth, you know? Parking meters, electric lights, football, chicken with spicy chocolate, that cereal with the marshmallows!" she actually counted with her fingers as she spoke. "They are all weird, but they are also awesome. And, ok, you say this is not an usual Earth thing, and I hear that, but it is still weird-awesome, and I love weird-awesome. It might be the most weird-awesome thing I have ever heard. So, what I am saying is, I am in. I am in all the way... co-girlfriend?"
Star sincere and untroubled reaction made Jackie smile in return. She knew that if someone would ever be ok with her own weirdness, it had to be Star, so she was lucky it was her whom Marco fancied. Well, that settled it! Or, actually, that almost settled it, there was one more person involved in this whole arrangement, after all. "Marco, penny for your thoughts?"
"Uh... Jackie, are you asking what I think about a plan that involves me dating the two most incredible girls I know, simultaneously?" Marco asked with a grin. "I think I must be dreaming. I think there is no way I could ever be this absurdly undeservedly lucky. I think every guy at school is going to hate my guts. I think I am for sure going to mess this up somehow, but even knowing that I can't say anything but yes!" She hadn't seen him that excited since the Love Sentence concert, and maybe not even then. "One thing, though, if either of you ever have some other guy you like, then, well, we should talk about it, and have the same... deal... apply. I would feel like such a jerk otherwise..."
"Hehe, sure, sounds fair, dude. But I don't have anyone else in mind right now," she replied.
"Yeah..." Star seemed weirdly uncomfortable for a second, a hand rubbing the right side of her neck. "No one else for me now, either."
"Well, so now that that is settled," Jackie began, directing a devilish grin towards Star. "How would you describe Marco in bed? Wouldn't mind hearing a second opinion!" She honestly wouldn't, and she figured out if Star was truly so thankful, then she had earned the right of making the princess squirm a little bit.
"Jackie!" Marco protested, turning beet red. Speaking of people she loved making squirm.
"Eh... I'll have to get back to you on that one," Star finally spoke, after a few moments of shocked silence. Jackie looked back confused. She had expected Star to maybe not answer her question, of course. But it didn't sound like she was avoiding giving an answer, it sounded more like she was saying she didn't have one.
"We haven't... I mean, we didn't... you know..." Marco started. It was the cutest thing how he couldn't even fucking say it. "We got dinner together, and we danced, and well... we kissed, more than once," he almost whispered that last part. "I guess we also sort of cuddled a bit. But, I guess I wasn't sure, what exactly was or wasn't fair game there. You said to ask her out on a date, and is not like we did anything beyond kiss on our first date..."
Honestly, they could have had, Jackie thought to herself, if Marco had pushed for it. Well, and if they hadn't had to save Star from a bird-man midget in a clown suit, a spider the size of a large dog and a literal army of rats. "Fair enough, dude," she replied. It was actually a bit of a relief in a way. Not so much because she would have been mad if Marco had slept with Star, but because it was good to know that even out on a date with another girl, he was still thinking about her feelings. It made this all so much easier. "It is actually very sweet of you. But, well, from now on, you two officially have my blessing, alright?"
Had Star just silently mouthed 'thank you' at her? Jackie laughed. Star quickly followed suit, and then, nervously, Marco joined them.
"So, Jackie, Star, clarification: how much should I say of this at school?" Marco asked. "Not that I want to brag or anything... I mean, unless I do get to brag?"
Jackie rolled her eyes, sweet guy or not, still a guy. She thought it out for a moment. "Well, I mean, is not going to be a big secret or anything. I don't think that would be fair to Star. But I rather you not brag too much, school rumors are going to be a pain to deal with either way, no need to make it worse..."
They discussed the details for the next few minutes. They would keep it reasonably discreet, not involving anyone else without talking it first with the other two, etc. It was surprising how natural the conversation seemed to flow from there between the three of them, even Marco. Soon they all seemed to decide that it was enough of that and just naturally switched to other topics. Marco and Star ended up telling Jackie about the Bounce Lounge and something called a Goblindog. They talked until long after they had finished their food and paid. Star seemed to be trying to reciprocate Jackie's opening of her relationship with Marco to her, by sort of inviting her into their friendship. It was a bit like what she had been doing the day of the concert. Except this time, it seemed to Jackie like the air between them was finally clear, no big weight on her chest bothering her anymore.
"So, I kinda told Janna I'd hang out with her later today," Jackie said eventually, cutting short a discussion about the virtues and vices of the Mewni Game of Flags, "and I think I am going to have to get a nap before that if I am going to be awake enough to handle whatever she is up to. So, how about I head home now and give you the rest of the afternoon on your own? I am sure there are plenty of things the two of you want to... talk out today, before getting back to school for the week." She flashed them both a conspiratorial smile as she got up of her seat and fastened her helmet.
"Wait, Jackie, one thing first," Marco also got up. He ran his hand through the back of his hair as he got closer to her. They stared into each other's eyes for a moment. "Are you absolutely sure you are ok with all of this?"
"More than ok, Marco..." Jackie replied. "We can talk more about it later, but dude, believe me, this conversation went so much better than I expected."
"Jackie, you are awesome," Marco stated, matter-of-factly. He leaned forwards and they kissed. It was a short kiss, but Jackie felt herself blush. It gave her... reassurance. She glanced at Star, the princess gave her a brief nervous smile and a nod.
"You are pretty awesome yourself, Diaz, and I know people here who can back me up on that," she joked, winking at Star. They said their goodbyes again, and she walked out of the door, jumped on her skateboard and felt like she was flying without even leaving the ground.
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"So, do I get one of those too?" Star asked eventually.
Marco sat down beside her, wrapped his arm around her, and kissed her for a long while. Out of the corner of her eye, Star noticed that one of the cashiers was giving the boy a thumbs up.
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"So, how does it feel to go from Safe Kid to playboy extraordinaire?" Star teased the boy beside her. They were both back home, sitting on her bed, in her room. Her heart beat fast. Then again, Star's heart always beat fast, and this was some fine excited beating, albeit of a different sort than usual.
"Honestly, Star, is like I said this morning, I still don't believe it. Can't wrap my head around you two being ok with this," Marco replied, seriously. "Are you sure this works for you, Star? I can't even believe it works for Jackie and well, it was her idea, not yours..."
"Marco, would you have asked me out yesterday if this didn't work for Jackie?" she awaited his response, knowing she would not get it. Eventually, she smiled and continued, "I see. Then it has to work for me too, doesn't it? Besides, Jackie really is pretty awesome, and you like her, Marco, you've had a crush on her since forever. Pretty sure I don't want to be the person that gets in between that, I never wanted to be. This way I don't have to, and I still get you for myself too!"
"Well, to be perfectly honest, she is not the only person I have had a crush on for a while," Marco said as she got closer. "Even if I was too much of an idiot to realize it."
They leaned in at the same time, lips pressing against each other. She felt herself melt on contact, her arms falling on the boy's shoulders. She had been worried that the previous night would be their one and only time to kiss. She opened her mouth and felt Marco's tongue begin to search for her own. She pushed more deeply into the kiss, pressing her body against his chest. Despite her insistence, she was still a bit unsure about what their arrangement with Jackie truly meant, but she knew it meant she got to be with Marco, and right now that was all that mattered. She roamed a hand through his hair and felt his mouth respond with increased passion.
Something inside Star caught fire on that kiss. She pulled back from the hug, while maintaining the kiss, and quickly thrust her hands under the front of Marco's shirt, caressing his flat stomach and the compact but toned muscles of his chest. With a force that would have surprised anyone else but her bestie, the princess pushed him down on the bed, laying atop of him as they continued to make out. Finally, she couldn't resist anymore and broke the kiss, "Marco, is this, you know, still too soon for you?". It felt just right for her.
Marco struggled to catch his breath. "Well, Jackie said we have her blessing, Star. I... I think I am ready when you are... if you are sure you want to..."
"Marco! I am sure," she responded annoyed. How many times was he going to make her say it? It was worse than Tom! At least the demon didn't treat Star like he was shocked she might be interested in sex! Ok, that was bullshit. This was a million times better than Tom. The fact that she could even look back at two nights ago and laugh rather than crumble in guilt and disgust surprised Star, but then again, it was hard to feel bad with Marco under her like that. "Don't be the Safe Kid, Marco! Be my Wild Man..."
He blinked twice, then smiled at her. "Alright, Star," he replied. He caught her by the shoulders and, before she knew it, he had rolled her around on the bed, placing himself on top. She felt his hands roam her legs through the fabric of her purple striped tights and then the pressing of his lips against her neck. It was not dancer-Marco, she noted, it was still her bestie being his usual methodical self, but he also felt leagues more confident and more skilled than the night of his first time with Jackie. Apparently he had learned a thing or two in the intervening weeks with his girlfriend, and Star found herself surprised that the thought did not bother her much. It helped that she was being the main beneficiary now, as the kisses in her neck trailed lower and lower until they reached the collar of her green dress. She gasped, delighted. Marco frowned.
"Star, actually... I just realized, my parents are downstairs," he seemed conflicted. "Maybe we can still do a bit more, but we have to keep it quiet."
"Oh," Star blushed, suddenly uncomfortable. She had forgotten about Mr. and Mrs. Diaz. They had been out of the house so often these last few days, and they were so often ok with the weird magic stuff the two teens got to on a daily basis, that Star had pretty much forgotten about the risk of being overheard. But, she realized, no matter how cool Marco's parents were, it was very unlikely that they would be alright with the two of them having loud sex with them on the house. She felt herself frown.
"Marco, I don't want to be quiet..." she thought about it for a moment, "...get the scissors. I know a place where we won't have to worry about being loud at all!"
It was Marco's turn to blush, and nod at her. "Sure, Star. I'll get them from my room. But... man, I kinda wanted to..." he trailed off, nervously. "Well, I wanted it to be in your room."
"You did?" Star felt surprised and somehow flattered at once.
"Well, Star, this is going to sound kind of silly but," Marco trailed off, as he moved away from her so that he was sitting in the bed besides the resting princess. "This place is intimate and familiar, and absolutely you. It brings up so many memories, and, in the last few days, whenever I thought of you... you know, that way... I pictured it all here." He looked around. "Besides, and this may be a wrong thing to wish for but, I guess I also kinda want you to associate this place with a memory of me as well..."
Star laughed at him. "Marco, memories of you are what I associate this place with already! It is my room in your home, and you have been here more than anyone else by far..." Well, maybe not if you counted Glossaryck, but Star felt that wasn't the same at all. "But, I get what you mean, I would also want it to be here... wait!"
The Mewni girl jumped out from the bed and grabbed her wand. She was Star Butterfly after all, wasn't she? If this room was what they wanted, and her bed was where Marco wanted her and she wanted him, then this room is what they would have!
"Defensive Gate Summoning Spell!" she shouted, pointing her wand to the door. A portcullis and a giant padlock appeared in front of the door. Marco jumped, surprised.
"Star?" he said, looking at her quizzically.
"Shh, let me concentrate," she admonished him. This next part was tricky. It was not something she had practiced before, and it had better work the first time, they had already interrupted things for too long if you asked the mewman princess. "Sound-Proof Parent-Repelling Anti-Clam-Jamming Glitter Bubble!!"
A wave of pink light shot out of her wand in every direction around them, stopping right before it expanded beyond the walls of the room. It lingered there, a thin layer of bright pink magical energy with shimmering specks of gleaming dust interspaced through its soap-bubble-like interface. She waited a few moments, making sure the spell held and then flashed Marco a victorious grin.
"No way that is a real spell," Marco commented.
"It is now," Star retorted, sitting back on the bed and leaving her wand back on the bedside table. "Now, where were we?"
She barely had time to say that when she felt Marco kissing her lips again, his hunger for her quickly getting her back into the mood as well. She closed her eyes and focused on the sensations of the kiss. Moments after, she felt his hands roaming under her skirt, pushing the entire dress up. She lifted her arms to help the boy relieve her of her clothing. Marco broke off the kiss to push the dress entirely off of her, and she reluctantly let go of the contact.
He stood up from the bed, calmly taking her dress and laying it on a nearby chair, then headed back towards her and begun removing her boots. Star felt self-conscious, exposed in her underwear in front of her bestie. He smiled at her and looked her up and down, causing her cheekmarks to glow. "Marco... what are you doing?"
"Making memories," he replied simply. He sat down again beside her and kissed her closest cheek. It was but a chaste peck, but he quickly begun trailing down from there, through her neck, to her shoulder, down the strap of her bra... Star shuffled around and sat on her knees, so that she was facing Marco, with both of them atop the bed. She pulled her chin up and kissed him on the lips again, then began pushing his characteristic red hoodie off of him, and then his shirt up. They broke the kiss and she lifted the gray t-shirt over his head, throwing it towards the far side of the mattress.
She let her gaze linger over every inch of that chocolate-milk colored torso. Then pushed Marco back once more, getting on top and roaming her hands and mouth all over the boy's exposed skin. He smelled good, and tasted even better. She heard him breathing heavily and felt something poking at her through his pants and her underwear. She pressed and wiggled on it, feeling the wetness build up in her crotch.
Marco's hands reached behind her, and with a swift movement opened the clasp of her bra. She chuckled, knowing full well why Marco would never have any problem removing that from her. "Practiced that one a lot?" she asked, innocently.
"Uh... ah..." there it was, nervous Marco, Star smiled inwardly but kept her expression neutral.
"With Jackie, I mean," she lied. She was being mean teasing him like this but, unfortunately for Marco, it was way too much fun.
"Ah... yes, I guess," Marco replied, visibly relieved.
"Well, Marco," she raised herself up until she was sitting on his lap. "I know I don't have as much as Jackie does, ok? so... hopefully this is not too... underwhelming," she said nervously, as she removed the straps from her shoulders and let the bra fall on the bed.
The bra in question was an A cup, and even then, when she and Janna had gone shopping for it, the dark haired girl had called it 'aspirational' in her case. She truly hoped it wouldn't be a disappointment for the boy, considering how much more developed his actual girlfriend was.
He stared at her, silently. Star felt the heat on her face as she turned red with embarrassment, "Come on, Marco, say something!"
"You look... amazing," he pulled himself up and kissed her left puffy nipple briefly, then opened his mouth to easily take the whole mound of flesh into it. Star felt him suck, and kiss, and flick his tongue at her chest. She felt the heat build between her legs and let out a long moan, thankful for the shiny bubble around them. Marco had begun alternating between sides as he hungrily devoured her chest. If Star had any remaining doubts her bestie liked that part of her, they were quickly put to rest.
His hands gripped her back hard. It was nothing like Tom's clawed fingers, though, and even if Star could feel his roughness, it was not as if he could hurt her. For a magical princess, she was built of pretty strong stuff. In most places, at least. She winced, however, as Marco accidentally grabbed one of her wings. "Ouch, careful there... those are... sensitive," she protested, briefly, and Marco's hand quickly let go.
"Sorry, Star," he said, lifting his head from her chest long enough to look at her in the eye and make sure she was ok. "Guess Jackie doesn't have those," he commented sheepishly. Star raised an eyebrow as she looked back at him.
Despite the brief mistake, the boy continued his ministrations towards her front, pleasuring her nubs with his eager tongue, while keeping his hands on her remaining breast and on the side of her body. Then, very carefully, a finger began probing the outline of her left wing. After a few seconds, another started tracing the right one. She felt her breath quicken and a whimper escape her lips. Marco seemed to be taking cues from her sounds and she made a point of being very vocal with her wordless moans. The boy rapidly mastered stimulating her upper back just as much as her upper front and the combined sensations were driving Star crazy.
"Maaaarco," she moaned. He took that as his cue to try even harder. Time seemed to stretch forever as he kept softly playing with her wings and licking her breasts. He was very much unlike Tom, who had passed through those areas mostly as stops on his way to the next stage, or as a means to warm Star up. Marco seemed to enjoy taking his time there, slowly kindling her sensations for what felt like hours; if not on the clock, then at least inside her head. She whimpered and moaned and grunted, and at some point she felt a powerful but brief shudder. Even after it passed through her, she wasn't sure that was what she thought it was. It had not been a particularly strong one, but... had she just came from only having her wings and nipples pleasured?
Either way, what she knew for a fact was that this was driving her horny out of her own mind! "Marco! Stop," she said hoarsely, surprising the boy who seemed for a moment to be trying to figure out what he had done wrong. "My turn!"
She pushed herself down and almost ripped the pants from him, barely taking the time to unbutton them, pulling the boxers at the same time and pushing it all carelessly on the floor. She pulled her own soggy underwear down and discarded it with equal inattention. Star looked at her bestie's hard long thick member and licked her lips. She felt like she was in the throes of Mewberty all over again. She needed the boy, particular singular boy.
"Star? Are you all... oooohhh!" Marco shouted as the princess practically slammed her mouth on his cock and began to slurp messily on it. In a way it was weird, that she had been so methodical and careful when imagining this while blowing Tom, but now that it was the actual boy she liked all the technique gave way to an unquenchable savage thirst. She was thirsty for Marco, for what she wanted to suck out of him now. She wanted him to explode in her mouth, and only part of it was wanting the boy to feel good. Marco didn't seem to mind in the least, however, and quickly peaked from her wild attention. "Star, I am about to..." he grunted.
She barely heard him, and did not stop until a few moments after she felt the first shot hit the back of her throat. She drank it like it was the sweetest milkshake she could imagine. In reality she knew it tasted nothing like that. But, she told herself, she needed this, she wanted this, to wash away the taste of Tom.
"Marco! I need you, please," Star begged, opening her legs to him, still in a dazzled heat. A part of her was burning with embarrassment at the side of her she was now showing her best friend. But it was too much: the months of pent up desire, the feeling that this somehow absolved her from the Tom thing, Marco's earlier prolonged slow-boiling teasing!
"Star... I kinda cannot do that right now," Marco replied, with visible regret. "I sort of need a few minutes after... well, after what just happened. But... I can do this," he added, rolling around on the bed until he was laying face down, with his head almost between Star's legs. She felt his smooth flat tongue describe a broad trail up her cunt, parting her lips as it went. She pushed her feet forward and arched back, until she was laying down comfortably. Marco then began to eat her out in earnest.
Once again he was careful and methodical, but she could also feel his desire in every flick and movement. He began slow, but soon seemed to realize that was not necessary at all, as Star was already drenched and ready from their earlier acts. She felt him lap her up rapidly, his tongue moving all around her folds. Every so often, his mouth sucked on her clit and she gasped loudly and lustfully. It took no time at all for her to reach her peak, and this time there was no doubt about it. She exploded with a loud shameless howling moan.
"Fuck, Marco! That was incredible," Star finally said.
"I just hope that bubble thing is really sound proof," Marco joked. "Otherwise we are in trouble."
Star blushed. Her climax had brought her back somewhat from her altered state, and now she felt unsure about it. Shit, that had been a bit too weird and bit too wild.
"Marco, I..." she tried to put her thoughts in order, "hopefully what you just saw doesn't change, you know, your opinion of me or anything?" After all, a night ago he had thought her too innocent to even know what sex was!
Marco blinked, confused. "Star? What are you talking about? You were amazing... I..."
"You were too, Marco, super amazing!" she smiled at him a huge grin. "But, well, I guess even I am going to have to look at my bestie a little bit differently, now that I know he can do... that, to me..."
"I see what you mean," Marco seemed to ponder. "I guess I also just got a lot more memories than I expected. But, is that bad? Or is it good?"
"Honestly, I guess it is..." Star begun.
"...Amazing!" they both said at the same time. They laughed.
"Hugs!" shouted Star, and they shared a brief friendly hug. Star found it strangely reassuring. They were still best besties. It was just that they were also something else now as well.
"You know, Star? This is seriously the weirdest relationship," Marco commented.
"It is about to get even weirder," Star observed.
"Oh really?" Marco asked. "How?"
"Well, for one, I kinda still need you to fuck me," Star announced nonchalantly. It was hard feeling embarrassed about that, considering how she had just acted before. However, Marco reacted to it by becoming quite flustered still, which only amused Star further.
"Oh," Marco managed to mutter, turning red. "Sure, of course, if you are still up for it..." He walked up from the bed and retrieved his pants from the floor, producing a wrapper from the left pocket.
"Well, someone was prepared," Star joked. "Nice one, Safe Kid!" She winked at him.
"I mean, someone had to be," Marco retorted. "Unless you have a spell for that?"
"Well, Marco, those sort of spells are a bit like... well, like healing spells, I guess," she confessed honestly. "Not my forte. Also... super uncomfortable to read through with Glossaryck looking over your shoulder, let me tell you..." she grimaced. Although, truth be told, she missed the annoying little magic man. She frowned, casting aside the thought for a less inappropriate time.
"So, Star, before we get to it, I kinda want to ask... is this going to be a first for you?" Marco interrupted her thoughts as he sat back in the bed. "Is not that I want to pry, or anything, but well, just want to know if I should be extra careful..."
"Not my first," Star confessed, her frown deepening as she thought of two days before: the hard cement, the wood splinters. Tom had not been careful in the least. He had not even asked, or cared. Sure, Star Butterfly was much tougher than almost anyone knew. She took punches and bites and fire breath from monsters about as often as most people took baths and, as it turned out, her first time hadn't been particularly painful to her. At least, not physically. But still, she appreciated Marco asking.
"Tom?" he ventured. So much for not prying, Marco, Star thought, feeling a bit annoyed.
"Yeah..." she answered in a grim monotone.
"Well, I supposed you two dated for a long while. So it is not too surprising," Marco commented, and she did not try to correct him. "Anyways, I am glad this won't hurt for you, then." He smiled at her. Star felt relieved he did not judge her about Tom, even knowing he might still react differently if he knew the entire story.
She guided him atop her in the bed and they began kissing passionately. She felt his hands on her breasts and quickly lowered one of her own to begin pumping him to full mast. It was surprising how little time it took them to go from two friends joking at each other to two lovers ready for one another. Marco smiled at her as he used one hand to aim himself at her entrance, and slowly thrust into her. Star gasped and tightly gripped the boy's back.
Marco was slowly going in and out of her, and Star felt as if back in the dream, floating on multi-color clouds. Yet somehow, this was even better. She felt her own arousal build up with every deep thrust, and at the same time, she slowly became aware of something else: a growing feeling that matched her own from the distance. She closed her eyes and felt it. It was like there was a big ball of light floating inside infinite darkness and it beat to the rhythm of her heart, expanding more and more as her arousal increased. But there was also another ball of light, seemingly smaller if only because it was further away, but she could see it beat and grow too. "Maaarco..."
He grunted in response. "Already, Star?" he asked.
"No..." she replied, panting slightly. It wasn't that, not yet. "But, Marco, let me try something..."
She held his arms by the wrist and pushed herself up, deliberately tipping both of them around, rolling them so that she was now on top. She had tried to be as gentle as she could, while still not pushing Marco out of her. Then, she began lowering herself up and down on Marco's cock. She closed her eyes, and began timing herself to the rhythms of the more distant light. She heard Marco gasp and his breath quicken. She smiled.
She felt his hands roam her chest, and then move to her back to caress her wings. Star moaned with abandon, but quickly focused back on the lights inside her mind. The princess barely paid attention to the sickly looking green mist that begun to form and flow between the two spheres. It didn't matter, she knew the distant one was Marco. Marco's desire. Marco's arousal. She could guide herself by it, she could feel his pleasure.
Soon she didn't need to close her eyes and see the lights anymore, she felt his sensations as well as her own with every time she impaled herself on him. She went deep when he wanted deep and fast when he wanted fast. She knew he was about to explode moments before he even tried to warn her, "Star..."
"Shh. I know," she looked directly at his eyes. She slowed down, dragging it along, confidently keeping the boy at the very brink, then stopping to let him fall down from it. As soon as she felt his disappointment in her heart, she began moving again, deep and fast, slowing again as he approached climax. She was barely able to keep herself from ending things every time, her own build up quickly reaching the limit, but she made it into a challenge. She knew it would be worth it. Time after time she took them to the edge of the precipice, and back again.
"Oh god, Star, please..." Marco shouted. She grinned at him, and with a wink began going at full speed again. This time she did not stop, she let herself go completely. Her own desire exploded just an instant ahead of Marco's. Her moans mixed with his grunts and soon she felt him twitching and pumping inside of her. Eventually, she fell to his side, exhausted.
They lay there for a while in silence. Star couldn't believe her luck. Somehow, she wasn't sure exactly why, she was able to feel what Marco felt, at least when they were both doing this. Was that what had happened two nights ago, when she had felt - maybe even seen - him and Jackie together when she was with Tom under the bridge? How was that even possible? Either way, it gave her an advantage, the princess thought, and without thinking, she asked a selfish question. "So, Marco, was that better than Jackie?"
She felt horrible the moment the words left her lips. Jackie had been nothing but kind to her that day, and here she was, thinking about using sex and magic weirdness to, what? Out-compete her for Marco's affections? Why did she even need to ask Marco to compare? And, what if he still said he preferred Jackie? She had been his girlfriend for months now, after all.
The boy said nothing. He didn't even seem to acknowledge the question. The sickening part was, that was what she expected Marco to do if she had been right. She shook her head, her own selfishness was now making her feel miserable, when she should be happy, basking in the after-glow of the moment she had dreamed of for so long. So stupid!
Wait! Dreamed of? That was it! 'A dark spell powered by lust' Star recalled Hekapoo's words. She remembered the green thread between her and older Marco that had appeared when Hekapoo had "inspected" her. Green like the mist between the light spheres, green like dark magic, green like the Seeing Eye spell!
This was not good. Well, it had been good so far, for her, but there was something ominous about a dark lingering magical connection. She wasn't one to think too deeply about how her spells worked, but even Star knew enough to realize that somehow casting dark magic you did not fully understand was the sort of thing you ought to worry about, especially a spell that seemed to last weeks at a time.
A pair of arms closing around her interrupted her reflection, as Marco drew the princess into a tight embrace. "Star, I love you!" he said, and the edifice of her thoughts collapsed like a sandcastle.
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