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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: 29524 -:- Recommendations : 2 -:- Currently Reading : 1
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Chapter List
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Chapter 9: Acts of Compersion
Continuity stardate: This chapter takes place a week after the SvtFoE episode "Just Friends" (S02E20b) and shortly before "Face the Music" (S02E21). The story has diverged from the SvtFoE season 2 mainline.

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The week that followed was surprisingly normal, almost eerily so; school, homework, family dinners, the works. To the troublemaker's girl relief, Janna's parents had arrived to a house almost in better shape than the one they left. The only exception being the barren and dead garden, which she managed to effectively blame on older drunk teens driving over it. Tom had even helped her fake the tracks.
All in all, her plan had worked almost flawlessly, giant snake or not. Tom had told her to keep the bell, and that he hoped to see her again. Jackie and Marco were still officially a couple at school, with Star seemingly keeping her own relationship with the boy under wraps. The later was greatly helped by the fact that Marco and his roommate had always been ambiguously close.
So, victory sweet victory, dance puppets dance! And yet, she could not help but feel a bit out of her depth even now. That Sunday night had been intense, in a way she had not expected it to be. Sure, the unlocking ritual going out of her control and summoning a snake monster was a bit unsettling and all. But really, the scariest part had been what happened after, with Tom.
It was not just the chains and not just the forcefulness, but how it made her feel. Sure, Janna owned her own pair of chains, and Tom had made some comment about it when she had him restore that part of her room. But, she always had thought that, well, if there was going to be any tying up in her sex life, whenever it begun, she would be the one doing the tying. Now, in a weekend, most of her fantasies had gone from hypothetical to very much real, and her role had not been the one she had expected. The strangest thing was that she had enjoyed it; very much so, in fact. That was, she thought, the part that scared her the most.
Yeah, that must be it. It scared her how much she could get lost in the sensations of pain and pleasure, in the excitement of surrendering control, or the fun of their banter and back and forth. What if she lost control completely? What if Tom did? He had not harmed her, not really. The demon could kill her in an instant, and yet he had hurt her just enough to satisfy her own personal cravings, without so much as leaving a mark for the next morning. But wasn't he still dangerous nonetheless? Wasn't he unstable? Upon later reflection, Janna was, literally enough, playing with fire.
Star had tried to tell her to stay away from Tom, more than once over the week.
"I mean, Janna, I guess he is not that bad as a friend," the princess had said, grimacing as she forced herself to be fair. "He hangs out with Marco sometimes and it goes... alright. But, dating Tom? It can get seriously un-fun, believe me, I have been there."
"So, is dating the Diaz-Thomas hive-mind a much better idea, then?" Janna had sniped back.
That managed to throw the mewman girl of her case. First, because she had to explain to her she didn't mean a literal hive-mind. Second, because Star had always made a weird face and excused herself whenever Janna asked about her relationship with Marco, or about the skateboarder girl in general. The princess and Marco had arrived together from his home every morning that week, which was not unusual. But, whenever they were in school, the princess mostly left him and Jackie alone together, and hung out with Janna or Starfan. Whenever the former tried probing her about it, Star found a way to avoid the subject altogether. She seemed in a good mood. In fact, Star was visibly happier and bubblier in general these days, compared to any in the weeks before, and she seemed to be in good terms with both Marco and Jackie. Still, she would not talk much to them or about them, while in school, not even with Janna.
Despite it all, Janna had to admit Star's advice regarding Tom seemed worth heeding. The magical princess had a pretty high tolerance for danger, and she could take care of herself far better than Janna could. Exciting as Tom was, what if he took things too far? If he got angry? Could she stop him? Get away?
But in the almost three days straight she had spent with the demon, menacing as he was, he had never truly harmed her. He had never harmed Star either, Janna thought, despite his anger issues. From what she knew, he had truly tried working on those problems too. In fact, that last night, after they had done it, after the violence and the punishment, he had been almost sweet. He had helped her repair the house, wall by wall, brick by brick, careful with the access she had granted him to her thoughts. After they were done, he had held her and roamed a clawed hand through her hair, seeming more mellow than she had ever seen him. Telling her to call him again soon.
What if this was what scared her, then? She was attracted to Tom, sure, that was old news. But, was she falling for him? She knew he was not falling for her. Tom's true crush was Star, always would be. Too many questions, too many perils. Her plan had worked too well for her own good.
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Friday arrived and Star was still hesitant about her decision. Not her decision of dating Marco, of course. She would not miss their new situation for the world! Sure, she had opted for giving him and Jackie as much space as she could at school, but that was because, after all, she and her roommate had the afternoons for themselves. The weird thing was, that had not been too different from their dynamic before. Sure, there were more smooches now, on top of the friendly hugs, and they certainly had made use of her glitter bubble spell once or twice over the week. Yet, ninety percent of the time, they were what they had always been up to that point, the world's bestest besties. They laughed together, watched movies together, went hunting for magical gemstones together, and, ok, occasionally, just occasionally, made out together. A lot.
But there was one thing they hadn't done yet, a place they hadn't been to, which Star was saving as a surprise. Well, as half of a surprise. Carefully, she took Marco's scissors out of her purse and waited, leaning against the porch of the school. She waved at StarFan and Janna as they passed her by, but kept on waiting. She waited until it seemed like every student had already come out through that door. Every student except two. She waited some more. She did not mind the wait. It was not like her mind was making up ideas about what the other two teens might be getting up to inside the school buildings or anything of the sort, she told herself, unconvincingly.
Eventually, Marco and Jackie emerged through the door, holding hands. The boy's hair looked only slightly tousled, and it was pretty obvious, to Star at least, that they had been making out back there. An understandable delay, all things considered. She shrugged.
"Whoa, hey Star! Sorry to keep you waiting," Marco spoke hesitantly, looking down. He seemed about as not used to this whole thing as she was, which, in a way, was a relief. "Next time I can catch you home, I mean, if you prefer... or I can hurry up too... I..."
"I believe," Jackie said, with a smile and a raised eyebrow. "That this is where I hand him off. As he said, sorry for the delay, Star. But you get it the rest of the day, so I hope you don't mind too much!" She beamed a knowing grin at Star.
Star grinned back. "Actually, Jackie, are you busy this afternoon?"
"Well, I was planning to go do a few ramps, but nothing set in stone, really," she replied, a bit surprised. "Want to hang out? All three of us, or..."
"Actually, Jackie, I was thinking the two of you might want to get this afternoon, since it is the weekend and all. And well, I think I know just the place!" Star added, dramatically revealing the scissors she had hastily hid behind her. Her palms were sweaty on the handles and she had to made a small effort not to show her nerves. Well, fake it 'til you make it, she thought to herself.
"Star?" Marco asked surprised.
"Just trust me, ok?! You'll see, no need to take anything, or worry about missing dinner. I'll explain to your parents that you are out on a date, Marco!" she added, in a quick torrent of words. She had put some thought into her plan. But perhaps, not enough. "Jackie, you might want to text yours now, I guess?"
"But, why, Star?" Marco pushed. "Not that I am complaining, but I thought you said you had plans tonight..."
"I did," she admitted. "Plans for you two! This is it, or well, these are them!"
"But, I thought... I mean..." He looked at her, then at Jackie. He exhaled loudly. "I am not sure how to put this, Star, but, well, I am not complaining, I just don't understand..."
"Marco," Jackie raised a hand, shutting him up. "Let me handle this, alright?"
The human girl grabbed Star and huddled close, as to not be overheard.
"Star, are you sure about this?" she whispered into the princess' ear. "I thought you weren't too comfortable with, well... with Marco and I, so, why?"
"Yeah, well, that's part of the reason," Star replied, not bothering to whisper back. "I guess I have been thinking about what you said, last time, and want to give that a try. You know, your thing, whatever the opposite of jealousy is..."
She eyed Marco, waiting for his reaction to her tacit admission of having been jealous before. He didn't look surprised. Mostly, he seemed relieved. 'Ok, so much for being discreet and inconspicuous, Star,' she thought to herself. Sometimes it was a pain how well Marco could read her.
"Anyways, the point is: there is this place I had been thinking of visiting with Marco for a while, but this whole week I have been thinking about it, and the more I think, the more it feels right that it is the two of you going there instead! There are plenty of other fun places left to visit in the wide wild multiverse, so you are not entirely off the hook on me taking you out on dates, Marco Diaz," she jokingly prodded the underside of his chin with a finger. "But, well, I think, today, it should be you two! I really hope you like it and..."
She was interrupted by a hug from Marco, and a deep kiss. As soon as he let go, Jackie briefly jumped at her and hugged her too.
"Thanks, Star! But, if you feel uncomfortable, now or in the future, let me know, alright? You don't have to prove anything to us or pretend you are ok unless you truly are," she spoke. "Plus, well, you know I don't want to monopolize Marco either!"
Star laughed. Honestly, in the time since their first date, Star was sure she had been spending more time overall with Marco than Jackie had been. Hell, even before they were dating, Star and Marco spent more time together than he did with Jackie.
"Yeah, yeah, alright," she pushed the scissors forward and concentrated on their destination. "No more time to waste. Of you go!"
She pushed Marco first, then Jackie, closing the portal after them. With a sight, she let herself collapse, sitting on the floor. Once she stopped focusing on smiling, a look of worry and doubt settled on Star's face. Was she doing the right thing? Could she handle it? What if she couldn't handle it?
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The oval pink portal opened up on top of a large circular pillow, far too large to fit on most rooms the human kids had ever been in before. It stood among an infinite sea of similarly fluffy pillows of all shapes, sizes, colors and, presumably, degrees of softness, judging from their appearance. The pillows extended in every direction over the plane. As far as Marco's eyes could see, Jackie and himself seemed to be alone in the entire cushion ocean. Above them, an endless space was softly illuminated by bright balls of multicolored light. They seemed far too close to the surface, and too well defined, to be stars. In between the spheres, ran endlessly long ribbons of translucent fabric, wider than the two of them were tall. Every color seemed to be represented too in the canopy of ribbons, giving the landscape a vibrancy of hues that seemed almost excessive, but stopped short of overwhelming the senses, remaining pleasing to the eyes. The air was similarly saturated with sundry pleasant, yet reasonably subtle, aromas, that seemed to come from nowhere in particular.
The particular pillow they landed on was red: the exact red of Marco's hoodie. It was hard enough to walk on if needed, but soft enough that when they had originally landed on it, sitting, it had felt extremely comfortable. The silky ribbon right on top of them was ocean green. Clearly Star had planned this to the last detail, at least in choosing their landing location on this strangely comfortable dimension.
"Whoa," Jackie muttered, wide eyes looking around in every direction. "This is... incredible." It was no overstatement.
Marco, more used by now to the amazing vistas of far flung dimensions, was the first to recover his focus long enough to notice the items and the notes in the middle of 'their' pillow. He grabbed one of the notes and glanced at its contents, "Hey, this looks like Star's handwriting!"
"Oh, what does it say?" Jackie finally replied, once she was able to pry her gaze away from the rivers of reflective multicolored silk in the sky. "You know, Marco, when she did that field trip, I thought she was showing us the best dimension. Like, she called it the dimension of Wonders and Amazements. But this, this is something else... are all the dimensions you two travel to this cool?"
"Well..." Marco started. Certainly there had been worse places they had visited. "All are kind of amazing in their own way, really, but not all this comfortable," he spoke. It was the truth, and if it made him sound cool and knowledgeable to Jackie, all the better.
"So, Marco, the note?" she reminded him after a moment.
"First, take of your clothes."
"Woah! Ok, Diaz, sure, but, you know, we have the whole afternoon for that..." Jackie replied, with a laugh and a shrug.
"No, no... I mean, that's, what Star's note says," Marco clarified, flustered once more. "I was just reading, I didn't mean..."
"Oh, well, if Star says so..." the girl shrugged again and began pulling up her t-shirt. Clearly Jackie didn't exactly dislike the idea, either way. "Is there more to it, though?"
"Second, grab some food," he read on. Looking down, he noticed there was a picnic basket. He opened to find two sandwiches inside. For some reason, they seemed somehow unearthly, yet familiar, to him. There was also an assortment of fruits, some he recognized from Earth, a few he did not, as well as a few sodas, juices and two mini champagne bottles. "Seems like she left us provisions..."
"Very thoughtful of her," Jackie murmured absentmindedly, somewhere behind Marco.
"Third, use the vials. Parenthesis: it is oil, it goes on your skin," Marco kept reading. He looked down to see a ribbon around two ornamented glass bottles and an opaque black crystal. "Fourth, hold onto the crystal. Do not touch until after the oils. Triple exclamation mark. I will fetch you both tomorrow morning, try to be decent. Winky face. P.S. There is a restroom both behind the big green triangle cushion... man, she did plan this one through..." It was not like Star to be this detailed in her ideas. She usually made things up as she went along. Then again, Marco thought, it wasn't as if she was going to be along for this particular trip. Maybe she felt more compelled to leave things to chance if it was Jackie and Marco who would be left to their own devises in an unknown dimension, especially after the Hekapoo incident...
"So, it would be a shame if we don't follow her instructions, right? Given how much effort she clearly put into this," Jackie remarked, slowly, almost whispering on the boy's ear. "With that in mind, aren't you a bit behind on the list, Marco?"
Marco turned around when he felt her hand on his shoulder. His eyes opened wide and his mouth hung low as he took in the view. Jackie had fully disrobed as he read Star's letter, and now stood at arm length from him, entirely naked. Perky breasts and toned slim body drawing his eyes, soft skin beckoning to be touched, sparkling eyes beaming at him over her smile. Long lean legs ending in a bare smooth triangle. Marco had been seeing a lot of Jackie these last few weeks, yet it still always left him speechless, particularly now that he had been caught by surprise. "Wow," he replied simply.
"So, Marco Diaz, still into your boring old girlfriend?" Jackie joked at him, clearly pleased with his reaction. "Or does that become too ordinary after dating magical princesses?"
It took Marco a few moments to process the words, or to collect his thoughts back from the sight in front of him. "Jackie, I've always been into you, I can't imagine not being into you. You can't ever be 'boring' or 'old' anything to me. Honestly... what I still don't get is what you, well, either of you, see in me..."
"Plenty of things, Diaz," she retorted, with a smile. "Can't speak for Star, but I can see that you are brave, and caring, and handsome, and open-minded, and well... clearly well traveled," she looked around. "But right now, I think I'd like to see a lot more of you. After all, Star's orders, and is only fair."
She winked at him and Marco went red once more. Then, smiling calmly back, he began removing his hoodie, as Jackie walked towards the picnic basket and grabbed one of the sandwiches. "Mmmmhh... wow, I fthink, this is 'e besth sandwich I 'ave ever had, like, ev'r!" she spoke, with her mouth still full.
Eventually, Marco sat besides her, wrapping an arm around her shoulders. Jackie nested herself comfortably against the boy's naked torso and ran a hand through his leg. The sandwich was indeed extraordinary, and Marco now had a pretty good idea of the kind of trouble Star had probably gone through to get it. If he had known it was this good, he perhaps would have not given her so much grief about risking their lives pulling the stuff out of sleeping monsters. It was hard to believe, but it was absolutely worth it.
"So, Jackie, are you still sure you are ok with it all? Me and Star, I mean?" he ventured. Marco was still incredulous at his luck, and maybe a bit worried that by asking the two of them so often, such luck would come to an end. But it didn't feel right to not check on how Jackie felt about it.
"Yeah... I mean, clearly you still seem to like me and, well, look around, this place is incredible. So, it is pretty obvious, there are perks of sharing you with Star!" Jackie declared, as if it were the most natural thing in the world. "Honestly, I kinda wanted to ask about the two of you. I... I want you to tell me everything," she bit her lip.
Not without significant awkwardness, Marco managed to relate the events of the past week to Jackie. A lot of it was fairly mundane: movies, nachos, inter-dimensional hunting trips. At first, it was difficult for him to even tell Jackie about making out with Star, or, worse, sleeping with her. It felt wrong to say that to the skateboarder girl. He was pretty sure he would feel at least a bit bad if Jackie were talking about another guy to him. But instead of seeming uncomfortable, she actually pressed him further whenever he mentioned anything in that direction, with a curious look and a smile in her lips. When he described Star riding atop him, Marco felt himself getting aroused by the memory, despite his best efforts. He worried that the girl now sitting on his lap would notice. To his surprise, Jackie reached back and stroked him.
"Heh, sorry," he muttered.
"About what?" she smiled at him, and turned around to kiss him. "Actually, that does sound pretty hot. Glad you had fun, dude."
"Are you sure it doesn't bother you, Jackie?"
"Hey, as long as you don't get bored of me, and as long as I have you for myself right now, it mostly just turns me on," she commented. Marco was sure that reaction was getting him harder than even her hand's attentions. "But, well, is Star alright with it, though?" she added, suddenly pensive.
"I... I don't know," Marco replied truthfully. "But, well, she basically arranged this for us... I... I think she is trying to be alright with it. Not sure if that's a good thing..." Again, Marco wondered what he would do if it were the other way around, if Jackie, or Star, were dating someone else and he had to choose between not dating her or sharing her with another guy. He thought he could do it, thinking otherwise just felt too hypocritical to consider, but he wasn't sure.
"Well, Marco, I think it might help if you keep her reassured that you love her too," Jackie replied. "I mean, it is pretty obvious to me that you do, but it might not be so obvious to her." She paused for a moment, looking up into the uncanny sky of the dimension. Finally, she turned back to him with a broad smile. "That said, how about you do that after we have finished enjoying her generous gift, I am getting really... curious about that oils and crystal bit."
They stood up and walked back to the center of the pillow. Marco took his bottle first, looked at it carefully, opened it and smelled its contents. "Wow, this looks like pretty fancy stuff, Jackie, whatever it is. The venetian glass, the full-bodied fragrance, the rich texture of the oils! It is exquisite!"
"And they say Star is the princess," joked Jackie, amused, as she opened up the other vial and poured a slight stream in her hand. Marco felt her touch on his shoulders, the oil was warm on contact, and he felt quickly relax as it spread on his skin. Jackie's hands continued along his back. She slapped his glutes softly with damp hands, which for some annoying reason reminded him of Janna. Finally, he caught on and began pouring some of the oil on his own hands, before starting to apply it to Jackie's torso and soft chest. She gasped, and smiled an easy bright smile at him.
They took a long time to cover each other in the soothing warm liquids, caressing each other's body calmly as they went along. They explored slowly, comfortably, in a way they had not been able to match before. Not on their first time, when nervousness and anticipation prevented such leisure. Not any of the nights Jackie's parents had been at home. Nor the night of the concert, where excitement and unspoken worries prevailed. They kissed as their hands roamed every inch of each other's skin.
Their excitement was such that they almost forgot the note, or the steps, or the crystal. Eventually, however, Marco remembered. He grabbed the opaque gemstone-like object on one hand, and pressed the other side against Jackie's palm. They both felt a jolt of electricity. Marco, more experienced in those matters at least, recognized it as a touch of magical energy. He felt light. Literally light. Both of their feet left the ground, as they floated upwards towards the streams of silk.
"Oh, woah, what is this?" Jackie yelled in surprise.
"I don't know," Marco replied. He smiled at her reassuringly and pressed on for a deep kiss. After their mouths separated once more, he added, "but I trust Star, so lets go with it."
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Star felt it when the two of them left the ground. At least, she thought she could feel it. She had been feeling things all afternoon, things that scared her, and excited her, and amused her. In truth, she was not sure how much was just her imagination, and how much was the link. She had begun thinking about her connection with Marco by that noun: link. It seemed more palatable to her than considering it a magical bond or chain, or even string. It was complicated stuff, alright? And is not like she had Glossaryck around to ask. Nor would she ever bring this stuff up to her mom, which was the only source of information on her magic she had left!
Whatever it was, it had gotten stronger that whole week, though. Star had often felt a tingle in her lips while in the cafeteria, sitting with Janna, only to look around and catch a glimpse of Marco and Jackie kissing. She still felt a bit envious when that happened, hard as she tried not to. But she also felt a feeling of happiness within her. Likely, that second sentiment came from Marco, through their link. Still, after her conversation with Jackie, she had tried to make that feeling her own. She wanted to be happy for them, she really did. Sometimes, she even succeeded. Their date tonight was her latest, and most ambitious, effort on that front.
The dimension she had picked was artificially created. A sort of magical extreme version of a popular courting tradition in Mewnie. The place had existed for a long time, and most of the required magic was weaved into the dimension itself. Still, Star had spent a good deal of time at night that week practicing the levitation spell that went into the crystal centerpiece. It was a simple spell, but one she had long been stubbornly uninterested in learning, until she had a real use for it.
She had anticipated getting emotions back from Marco, even across dimensions, as a possibility. She had counted on it! It still surprised her how strong they were. A few minutes after they went through the portal, Star had felt herself blush, for no reason. Then, she briefly sensed the taste of her favorite sandwich in the whole multiverse. That was strange, by the way, since she had never gotten any emotions from Marco regarding food, only regarding things like makeouts and him being in bed with Jackie, or with Star herself. Maybe just eating with someone he liked triggered the link? Maybe the sandwich was just that good!
Not long after, she had felt herself getting warm, and wet. She had wondered if that meant Jackie and Marco were already doing it. She closed her eyes, as it sometimes helped her sense things better, but felt only a wave of calm and reassurance wash through her mind, while still leaving her slightly aroused. Her mind seemed to vividly recall her first time with Marco, as if someone where recounting it to her.
Now she sat in her bed, in her room, and she felt herself surprised out of nowhere, followed by a happy light elation. She was pretty sure they had used the crystal. There was no way for her to sense the crystal itself, of course, but the feelings had to be coming from Marco and matched her own when she had tested the spell. Star felt her heart quicken and her cheeks glow bright red. She wondered if the arousal came from Marco, or from her own fantasies about taking the boy out to that place. The princess felt regret at having given that up for sending him with Jackie instead, then she felt guilty about that regret. Those feelings, clearly, came from within.
She closed her eyes and opened them in shock once again! She had seen a flash of Jackie's naked body pressed against an ocean green silk fabric, Marco's delicious naked torso pressing against her, kissing her passionately. Was she imagining that, or could she really watch them? No, it clearly was the truth. The image had been unmistakably real. She had seen them once, when actively casting the Seeing Eye spell, and that was clearly the origin of the link. She had also caught some very vivid flashes that night with, well, with Tom. But this time the images were even more detailed and clear, so much so that it was impossible for her to honestly confuse them with her own imagination. How much stronger was the link now than then?
The mewman girl took a deep breath and closed her eyes again. At first, it was only darkness. Then she saw the bright pulsating spheres of light and green mist she had seen a week ago, when she was with Marco. Except this time, fainter, dimmer, further away, there was a third sphere. Star focused on that sphere and was hit by a wave of strong pleasurable sensations, mostly centered around her left breast. Then, the picture shifted again.
"Oooh, Diaz," Jackie exclaimed, as her boyfriend's lips and tongue enveloped her left nipple. Star could see it clearly now, from a comfortable third person perspective. The naked human girl sliding upwards slowly along the silk ribbon, skin glistering with sensual oil. Marco's lean muscular body pressing against her, shiny as well with the scented liquid. His hand was reaching between his girlfriend's legs, easily slipping in between her folds, given the external, and internal, lubrication.
Star felt those fingers too. Sort of. The sensations seemed muted compared to being there, but only barely. Still, instinctively, she reached between her own legs, adding her physical stimulation the psychic one she was receiving. Emotions vied for control of her mind: jealousy at Jackie, which she tried to fight; guilt at spying on her friends once more, which she sought to ignore; overpowering elation, which she attempted to kindle.
"Jackie, slide up!" called Marco. With great athletic dexterity, the girl complied, pushing herself faster upwards along the floating fabric. As her belly reached face height with him, Marco stopped her with his hands on her waist, and began kissing the inside of her thighs. Star felt herself shiver and her mouth wet, somehow linked now to both of their sensations. A green gleam seemed to pervade the edge of her vision, but it left the scene in front of her unimpeded.
Marco's tongue darted inside the skateboarder girl, eliciting a loud moan of pleasure. As he moved under her, Star felt his tongue lap around her own crotch, tracing an intricate dancing pattern. She felt her legs buckle, even as she sat, and then, she felt them not at all. She discovered, briefly, that she could not move or open her eyes. But instead of terrified, she felt at ease, and yet, hot.
Jackie moaned in pleasure and Star's mind replicated the sensations. Marco and the girl rolled over, sliding out from a side of the silk ribbon, falling slowly upwards. Floating in mid air, they climbed atop each other's body, until their mouths met in a kiss and, seconds later, Marco's member penetrated her. For infinitely long seconds they made love in mid air: weightless, unconstrained, impossibly intimate. There, tethered to nothing but each other, Marco rhythmically thrust into Jackie, as she wrapped her arms and legs around him, pulling him towards her with all her strength and desire. Eventually they landed into another, higher, silk ribbon of a soft pink hue. There they continued the motions, faster, more savagely, racing together towards the inevitable release.
It was impossible for Star to feel jealousy then. How could she envy Jackie, when she felt every wonderful thing the human girl felt? How could she be angry that Marco was with someone else, when it brought him such joy and pleasure, and she felt what he felt as well? With every thrust, every moan, every pair of hands grasping the aerial sheets, she felt both of their sensations. An overwhelming mix of emotions and physical stimuli, too strong for a single mind to contain.
There was an instant there, where Star knew, truly knew, that Marco did love her, and that he loved Jackie too. She also knew Jackie liked and admired Star, on a visceral level. She knew as well what her own feelings were. Star knew she could make this work, this whole thing. Marco, Jackie, the spell, the link, whatever it was. Dark magic or not.
But then she knew something else. She knew there was a fourth mind in there with them, alien and distant, laughing at the smallness of her epiphany. A green smirking chasm of unearthly force, that knew the horrifying cost behind all happily ever afters. That thought slipped from her mind just an instant after, as did her certainty about the other two. Forgetting all but the scene she now witnessed.
A level removed, however, she could still see their movements, and feel their mounting arousal. She could feel Marco inside of her just as well as Jackie herself could, and she felt also the, to her, strange sensations of doing the same act from Marco's point of view.
"Maaaarco!" she called, exactly as Jackie did.
"Jackiee!" she heard Marco call, and almost followed suit herself.
A synchronized wave of pleasure hit all three minds as their bodies climaxed as one. Two together in a silky support, one alone in her room, in a dimension far away.
"Wow, Marco, remind me to like, get Star the biggest gift I can possibly come up with for her birthday..." Jackie finally spoke, gasping. Slowly, their bodies began descending back into the ocean of pillows. Marco smiled and held on tightly onto his girlfriend's frame. "Better yet, bring her here, and... eh... thank her on my behalf." She laughed.
"Oh, don't worry, I plan to!" Marco announced, with a smirk, which earned him a mock punch on the shoulder.
Star smiled at them, as the scene faded from her mind and she felt herself return to her body and to her room. She felt her jealousy melt, at least for now. She felt so happy about her friends, so hopeful for the future, and only slightly embarrassed about having spied on them again.
She also felt scared, somewhere deep in her mind, and she didn't know why.
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END of Part I

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Author's note: So, here you have it, ladies and gentlemen. The end... of the beginning.
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