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The Halfway Point Reward
By : moviefan
Category: +S through Z > Star vs. The Forces of Evil
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- 1-The Halfway Point Reward
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(A/N: Alright, here we go, my first SvTFOE story. Well, one-shot anyway. It's the second in my lemon-writing challenge stories. This is an idea I got into my head after the episode Running With Scissors, where Marco spent those 16 years chasing down Hekapoo's copies. When he got to the real one though, there was so much chemistry between them you could practically feel it through the screen. And it got me thinking, with that much sexual tension between them, it really wouldn't surprise me if at some point during those 16 years that he had hooked up with at least one of her copies. And so my brain produced this little scenario of how that may have gone down. Just for the record though, I'm a devote Starco shipper, but there's no denying the chemistry and sexual tension between adult Marco and Hekapoo, so I couldn't resist writing this baby. But you tell me what you think. Enjoy the steamy goodness.)
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"THE HALFWAY POINT REWARD"
The day before Marco Diaz’s life had changed forever, he never would have believed how crazy things would become once he met the magical princess Star Butterfly. But even after numerous adventures in fighting the forces of evil, he still never expected his life to take the turn it had. Even for his new life style, becoming a traveler of different worlds in an alternate dimension as he tracked down his numerous targets was not something he had seen coming.
In hindsight, he probably shouldn’t have been playing with Star’s dimensional scissor. He could admit, he had gotten a little carried away with using them to cut open portals to different worlds and dimensions. That is, until he had ended up opening one that just happened to be the realm of the maker of the dimensional scissors. And Hekapoo had not been happy about him opening all those portals, especially when he had been doing it with her scissors, and so had taken them back. To this day, Marco still wondered if Star was aware that the scissors she had been borrowing from her friend, Pony Head, had been stolen. Knowing Star, probably not.
Be that as it may, Marco owned up to his mistakes, and he refused to go back home empty-handed. Even if the scissors rightfully belonged to the Magic High Commission member, he had still borrowed them from Star, albeit without her permission, and he was intent on returning them to her no matter what. Hekapoo had amusingly taken that as a challenge and offered him a proposition of sorts. All he had to do was blow out the flame on top of her head, and she would return the scissors to him.
There was a catch though, a big one. He had to blow out the flame of the correct Hekapoo, the original one who held the scissors. Being highly skilled in magic, she was able to create copies of herself, and so had manifested well over a hundred that had scattered across the different worlds of her dimension. And Marco had no idea how to figure out which Hekapoo was the real one.
She had warned him that it could take him days, weeks, even lifetimes to find the real her, and had even offered him a free pass home if he gave up. But Marco had made his decision, he would not return home without the scissors, no matter how long it took. And so he began his journey across numerous different worlds.
Time passed, and Marco slowly made progress tracking down the different Hekapoos and blowing out their flames. It was slow going at first as he learned how to survive and adapt to these strange new worlds, many of them hostile, but he made progress. Each time he managed to find a Hekapoo and get the better of her long enough to blow out her flame, he would hope that it would be the real one. But each and every time, they would fade away, revealing themselves to be nothing more than a copy.
Eventually, Marco figured out that he wasn’t ever going to find the real Hekapoo by chance, she wouldn’t let him. He was going to have to get the best of each and every one of her copies. But that wasn’t enough to deter him, and so he had pushed onwards, and over time, he managed to find out how many copies there were. That’s when he began keeping track of how many he had managed to catch, for lack of a better word, and how many were still left. He had a long way to go.
Eleven years. That’s how long it had been since Hekapoo had yanked him into her dimension and started this bizarre game of chase with him. Marco was now 25 years old, and a lot about him had changed. He’d grown up, becoming a young man. Living on his own in harsh environments, always on the move, sometimes just trying to survive, had really caused him to fill out. He was now sporting a great deal of muscles and had obtained a few battle scars. He’d learned much and seen many things, making friends and enemies along the way. But today was different, today was special, a landmark in his journey.
He’d managed to find the location of another Hekapoo. But this one would be different from the others. This one would mark the halfway point. After he blew out her flame, he would have done so for half of the Hekapoos. After today, his job would be half finished.
It was strange though. Whenever he tracked down a Hekapoo copy before, he would always have to face some kind of opposition. But this time, nothing. No puzzles, no guards, no traps, no fighting or opposition of any kind. He wondered if this was some new game she was playing, because she surely wouldn’t just wait for him to blow out her flame. No, she had to be planning something, but whatever it was, he could take it. He had to.
He remained on his guard as he entered her castle. She seemed to have several of these scattered across her dimension. He supposed it made sense giving her station and how long she had been around. She was a being made entirely out of magic; she couldn’t survive without it. But as such a being, she possessed eternal life, and had been around for longer than he could fathom. So having multiple homes wasn’t surprising. But having a castle where he could literally just walk through the front door, now that was surprising. Just what was she scheming?
He made his way through the castle, keeping his eyes open for anything suspicious, but found nothing. It was night though, and the castle was dark, save for the series of torches that seemed to be lighting a path through the castle for Marco to follow. And while he was cautious, he wasn’t really worried for his life. This whole blowing out of Hekapoo’s flame was essentially one big game.
Upon reaching the top of the castle, he came to a slightly ajar door. Unlike the rest of the castle, Marco could see that the room was fully lit. He suspected that she was waiting for him inside, and he carefully pushed open the door and stepped into the room, suspecting some kind of trap.
He saw that it was a bedroom, and much to his surprise, Hekapoo was laying on her side on the bed with a glass of wine in her hand that she leisurely swirled around. She had a lazy smile on her face that slightly widened as the eye that wasn’t hidden behind her bangs shifted to him.
“Hey, Diaz,” she greeted pleasantly. “Took you long enough.”
Marco hesitated for a moment before stepping further into the room, finding that it was illuminated by dozens and dozens of candles and a lit fireplace. Reaching up, he lowered his red hoodie that he had more or less converted into a cape. “Can you blame me for being cautious? I was expecting some kind trick.”
Hekapoo raised an eyebrow, looking amused. “A trick? Come now, Marco, you know me better than that. I’m above mere trickery.”
With a smirk on his face, Marco nodded. “Oh, I know you alright, H-Poo. We’ve been playing this game for a long time. I just thought you might be trying something new.”
Smile widening, Hekapoo casually raised the glass to her lips and drank down its contents. When she finished, she held up the glass, looking at Marco’s distorted features through the glass. “Something new, huh? I guess you could say that. After all, this is a special occasion.” She lowered the glass, giving him a pointed look. “You do know what it is, don’t you?”
Marco stared at her for a few moments before letting out a small chuckle. “Yeah, of course I do.” He waved his hand, motioning around the room. “Is that the reason for all this?”
Hekapoo nonchalantly glanced around the room. “Hmm, maybe.” She tossed the wine glass behind her, and it disappeared into thin air as she shifted to sit on the bed, her legs hanging over the side. “I figured I’d do something special for a special occasion. Why, are you disappointed?”
Crossing his arms in front of his bare chest, Marco regarded her with interest. “More curious. Is this a new kind of strategy? You trying a different tactic now that I’ve reached the halfway point?”
“Hmm,” she muttered, looking thoughtful. “I suppose you could say that, but it’s not for the reason you’re thinking.” She shrugged. “Since you’ve reached the halfway point, I thought I’d give you a freebie this time instead of trying to fight you.”
“Awfully generous of you.”
Hekapoo looked amused. “You’ve still got plenty of copies left to go. What’s one freebie? And you did track me here, so it’s not a completely free pass.” She leaned back slightly, balancing on her arms as she crossed her legs. “But I figured we could talk a bit before you blow out my flame.”
Marco eyed her with mild suspicion. She may not look it, but Hekapoo was incredibly powerful, and as tough as they came. She may look mostly human, but Marco knew she was anything but. Several features clearly differentiated her from humans or Mewni, such as the horns on the top of her head, the pointy ears, the fangs poking out past her lips, the yellow and orange eyes, the barbs on her arms, the pointy feet, and the slight gray tint of her otherwise pale skin. But despite these inhuman characteristics, she was actually quite attractive.
Still, Marco knew not to let his guard down around her, having learned that lesson the hard way with the past copies he’d faced. But this time he sensed no sign of hostility or trickery. Was she really serious about just talking before she let him blow out her flame? He wouldn’t be opposed to it; there were some things he’d like to discuss with her.
“What did you want to talk about?” he asked curiously. “We haven’t really had an actual conversation since this whole thing started. The game always came first.”
“It still does,” she confirmed with a nod, “but we’re taking a bit of a break right now.” She patted the spot on the bed next to her. “Come, sit with me for a bit. Make yourself comfortable. I promise I won’t bite.”
A light chuckle escaped Marco. “Yeah, I don’t believe that.”
All the same, he made his way over to the bed and sat down next to her. She smiled and uncrossed her legs as she leaned forward and looked him up and down, her long, auburn hair hanging down. Marco glanced at her and smirked as he reached out and brushed aside some of her hair so he could see her face better, and Hekapoo’s smile widened.
“You know,” she said, “when I first met you all those years ago, I thought that you were just some weak, lazy human brat who had been spoiled his whole life. But you really proved me wrong.”
He let out humorous harrumph. “Well, you haven’t made proving that easy. I guess I did have a somewhat humble beginning before I met you. I never thought my life would take a turn like this.”
The smirk on Hekapoo’s face became more mischievous and she raised her hand to give him her trademark fiery slap to the back of his head. “I’ll bet.”
As she aimed to land the smack, Marco’s own hand shot out and caught her wrist before she could land the hit. He gave her a knowing smirk and shook his head. “Uh-uh, not this time, H-Poo.”
Hekapoo appeared caught off guard by him stopping her slap, becoming slightly flustered, but then just smiled again and pulled her hand back, looking impressed. She pulled away from him and leaned back to rest on her arms again, crossing her legs once more as she gave him a look of affection.
“You really have grown a lot,” she told him, and reached out to give his bicep a squeeze, feeling his muscles, before looking up at his face. “And I don’t just mean physically.”
Sighing, Marco closed his eyes as he began reminiscing, and he smiled at the memories. “Yeah, well, living on your own as you chase down a bunch of copies of you across a foreign, hostile dimension really builds character.”
“Mmm, hmm,” she muttered as she laid down on her side, propping herself up on her arm. “That’ll do it alright. I really expected you to call it quits after the first few days, maybe a week, and yet you’ve continued to impress. I never would have thought that you’d get this far.”
He let out a chuckle. “You’d be surprised what a person can do when they have to.”
“Oh, I know. I’ve been watching you, you know. All this time, I’ve been checking in on you and your progress.”
This surprised him, and he gave her a startled look. “You’ve been watching me?”
She giggled. “Of course. This game wouldn’t be anywhere near as much fun if I didn’t keep an eye on you, so I regularly check in on you. What, did you think that I would just have all my copies wait around for you to find them and ignore everything that was going on with you? Please, where’s the fun in that?”
He blinked at the revelation, then looked away, seemingly deep in thought. “Huh. I guess I never really gave it that much thought.” He chuckled humorlessly. “Honestly, I still don’t really understand all that much of how this whole thing works with all your copies. Like, are they clones? Are they part of you? Are they independent from the real you? Can they feel and think for themselves? Are they actually alive and real, or just illusions that you control?”
She raised an eyebrow in interest, looking both amused and impressed by his questions. “Wow, someone’s feeling philosophical.”
He glanced at her. “Let’s just chalk it up to curiosity.” He shifted closer, giving her an expectant look. “So, you gonna explain to me how the whole copies things works? Like, what will happen to the you in front of me right now if I blow out your flame, and how does that effect the real Hekapoo, if it does at all.”
He moved in close, and Hekapoo’s cheeks colored slightly. She sat up though and gently patted the side of his face. “Aww, it’s sweet that you care.”
His hooded eyes stared at her hard. “We’ve been in each other’s lives for a long time, H-Poo. A man can’t help but wonder.”
She seemed appreciative of that. “Well, to answer your question, all these copies are actually me. We’re all the same Hekapoo in multiple bodies, it’s just that all the copies are artificial and temporary bodies. But we’re all connected to each other, and to the real Hekapoo. I suppose you can say we share a hive mind. What one thinks, feels, and experiences, the real one does. When one fades away, it doesn’t matter, because we’re all part of the real Hekapoo, just extensions of her.”
He seemed to consider this for a while, taking time to digest this information. “So there’s really only one Hekapoo, and none of the copies are actually real?”
A mischievous glint appeared in her eye. “That depends on what you mean by ‘real’.” She reached out and poked him in the chest, running her finger down and over his abs. “Does this feel real?”
His hand came up to grasp hers. “That’s not what I asked. It feels real enough, but how real is it?”
“Hmm,” she muttered, looking down at her hand in his much larger one. “Real enough. As if the real Hekapoo were right here experiencing it.”
“You don’t say.” He reached up and stroked his fingers down her hair before cupping her cheek. “So the real Hekapoo can feel this? She’s experiencing it as if she’s right here right now?”
She leaned into his touch. “Feeling and acting accordingly. I told you, for all intents and purposes, each of us are the real Hekapoo. Her presence is simply spread out, so to speak, like she’s occupying multiple places at once. When you blow out a copy’s flame and it disappears, it simply means that she’s no longer occupying that space anymore. So in all actuality,” she motioned to herself, “what you see before you is the real Hekapoo.”
The smile on Marco’s face grew larger. “How interesting. So you’re not individuals, you’re all the same Hekapoo. Or, more to the point, the real Hekapoo is all of you. Meaning she’s really here right now.”
Hekapoo stared at him with hooded eyes. “Yup, that’s pretty much what it means.” She gave him an expectant look. “So, what are you going to do about it? Are you going to blow out my flame and go find the next one?”
“Hmm,” he grumbled thoughtfully as he gave her a hard look. He gently ran his thumb over her cheek before grazing her lips. “I haven’t quite decided yet. What do you want me to do about it?”
They were playing a new game now, one that had begun over the years during their original cat and mouse-like game. A flirtatious nature had developed between Marco and the Hekapoos he chased down. There was an attraction present, one they both shared, and some very heated chemistry that had nothing to do with Hekapoo’s fire nature.
If Marco had to compare it to something, he supposed he would say it was akin to Batman and Catwoman’s interactions. Perhaps it was only natural that this game of chase would cause some serious unresolved sexual tension to develop between them. And they were both fully aware of the effect that they had on the other. But with the way the game was played of Marco catching and blowing out the different Hekapoos’ flames, there had never been the opportunity to act on it. Not until now.
Still smiling, Hekapoo’s own hand came up to cover the one that was cupping her cheek. “I want to know what you want. If I gave you free reign to do whatever you wanted right now, what would you want to do?”
He chuckled at their back-and-forth banter as he removed his hand and faced the ceiling with his eyes closed as if he were thinking. “Hard to say. There are a lot of things I want to do; it’s difficult to pick.” He looked back at her. “Got any suggestions, H-Poo?”
The pet-name he had started calling her awhile back gave Hekapoo mixed feelings. On the one hand, she hated when he called her that. It was embarrassing, and almost made her feel like she wasn’t someone to be taken seriously; she was on the Magic High Commission! But on the other hand, she also kind of liked it. Whenever she heard him address her as such, it sent a thrill through her, making her feel hot and causing butterflies to flutter in her stomach and her heart rate quicken.
Currently, she was too invested in this flirtatious game of theirs and was mostly liking the way he called her that. “Oh, I can think of a few things.”
She stood up and stepped away from the bed, trailing her hand over his hip and down his leg as she moved to stand in front of him. Marco watched her with an almost cocky smile on his face as she turned to face him.
“You’ve worked so hard to get here,” she told him. “And now you’ve finally made it to the halfway point. I think that’s worth a reward.”
One side of Marco’s mouth curved upward knowingly. “What’d you have in mind?”
He was enjoying this game, and could tell that she was as well. But she seemed more eager to move things along and leaned forward a bit to reach behind her. He heard a zipper unzip as her arms came down to her lower back, and the golden yellow dress she always wore began to slide down her body. She moved her hands to the top of it and pushed it down, and it pooled down at her feet.
As she stepped out of it, she placed her hands on her hips, giving Marco a saucy look. His eyes ran up and down her body appreciatively. She now stood in a pair of black lingerie that showed off all of her curves. The dress may have obscured her body, but beneath it, she had a rather athletic build, and Marco openly admired it.
“I like where this is going so far,” he told her with a grin.
She let out an amused huff as she bent over and removed first one shoe and sock, then the other. “I’ll bet you do.” She stood up straight again and strolled over to him, reaching out to trace her finger over his cheek, stopping under his chin. “What exactly do you like about it?”
Chuckling, he reached behind her and pulled out her hair band, allowing her hair to spread out. “There’s so much to point out, I don’t even know where to start.”
“Hmm,” she muttered as she reached up and pulled off her tiara, tossing it aside. “Then maybe I can help you decide. Do you like this?” She placed her hand over her covered breast, watching as his eyes followed her hand as she hooked a finger into the top of her bra, lowering it until he could just see the top of her areola. “Or maybe this?”
He reached for her then, placing his hands on her hips and pulling her close until she was standing between his legs. “Very much so.”
Laughing, she placed a hand on his chest. “Slow down there, Diaz. This is meant to be your reward, so take your time and enjoy it.” She looked down at his bare chest and began running her hand over it, admiring his muscles. “Besides, I see some things that I like too.”
He playfully raised an eyebrow. “Oh? And what might that be?”
Looking amused, she changed the mood by reaching for his hoodie, pulling it off him. “Like how you still wear this old thing. Are you ever going to get rid of it?”
His eyes narrowed as he feigned annoyance. “Hey, don’t dis my hoodie.”
She giggled. “I’m not. I think it’s cute how you hang onto it the way you do. But,” she tossed it aside, “I don’t think you’ll be needing it right now.”
His eyes followed the hoodie as it flew across the room before they returned to her. “I suppose can part with it for a little while.” He pulled his fingerless gloves off and tossed them aside. “If I have something to distract me from it that is.”
“I’ll have to do my best then,” she told him.
“Do try,” he teased. With his hands still on her hips, he stuck his thumb into her panties and snapped the strap lightly against her hip. “What exactly are you planning?”
She resisted the urge to laugh as it seemed like their dialogue kept going around in circles; they just couldn’t seem to stop teasing each other. “So eager. I haven’t even gotten to the stuff I really like about you.”
He raised an eyebrow knowingly. “Do tell.”
Instead of answering, she walked her fingers up his chest to the top of his jacket. “I think I’d rather show you.”
Her other hands came up and she pushed the open jacket off his shoulders. He let it slide down his arms and back, pulling his hands free and leaving his upper body completely bare. Hekapoo’s only visible eye widened in admiration, and she began running her hands over his chest, looking very pleased.
“So you get to touch, but I don’t?” he joked. His hands returned to her hips and lifted her up to sit on his lap, and she sat astride him on bended knees. “That doesn’t seem very fair.”
“Who said life was fair?”
“No one. It’s not.” His hand ran up her side and went behind her, unclasping her bra strap. “But we can at least try and make it so.”
With her bra unstrapped, it slid down her body and dropped between them on her lap. Marco’s eyes went to her chest, admiring how her pink nipples stood out against her grayish-pale skin, hard and pebbled from arousal. Hekapoo chuckled as she pushed her bra out of her lap and off the bed. “Oh, you think this is fair? You’re still wearing far more clothes than me.”
He raised an eyebrow. “Care to fix that?”
“This is your reward.”
“But you’re the one giving it.”
She didn’t seem to have a retort to that, and instead just giggled. “Touché, human.”
“Upset that I’m beating you at your own game?”
“Hmm,” she muttered thoughtfully. “Not really. But I am a little disappointed that I was beaten to something else.”
“And what might that be?”
In answer, she wrapped her arms around his neck, shifting a little closer. “I said I’ve been keeping an eye on you, so I know who you spend time with. And I know your friend Brunzetta was the lucky lady to take your virginity. I’ll bet she really took you for a ride for your first time.”
He gave her a curious look. “Didn’t know you would be opposed to me taking on lovers.”
A looked of mild annoyance crossed her face. “I’m not. I can understand having friends with benefits and stuff. I guess I just don’t like that she got to you before I did.” She flicked his forehead. “You took too long to get here.”
He chuckled. “Sounds like someone’s jealous.”
A blush colored her cheeks, and she suddenly looked like a deer caught in the headlights as she turned her head away. “I’m not jealous.”
Her obvious embarrassment made him smile. “What’s wrong? I find it cute.”
“I said I’m not jealous!” she insisted. After a moment’s hesitation, she glanced back at him. “Maybe more… envious, I guess.”
Marco smirked and reached up to brush her hair out of her covered eye. “Nah, I definitely think that it’s more along the lines of jealousy. You wanted to have my first time.”
Looking shy and flustered, she diverted her eyes. “Yeah, well, maybe I did. So what?”
Smiling, he stroked her cheek. “No need to be jealous, H-Poo. After all, I’m here now.”
Her eyes returned to him, and her shyness and jealousy seemed to disappear as she regained her arrogance. “Yeah, and it’s about time. This may be your reward, but it’s mine too for being so patient.” She took his face in her hands. “So I’ve earned a bit of a reward too, and I’m taking it.”
She pulled his face closer as she leaned in and kissed him. She wasn’t shy about it either, holding his head in place as she pressed her lips against his hard. Marco responded immediately, kissing her back just as hard. His hands went from her hips to her center-back and he pulled her to him, her breasts pressing against his bare chest.
As they kissed, Hekapoo continued to lean forward, pushing Marco back, and he ended up flopping down onto the bed. Hekapoo went down with him, lying on top of him, their lips not breaking contact. It was a kiss that was years in the making, and neither were eager for it to end.
But oxygen was slightly more valuable than lip contact, and so they had to eventually pull apart when the need for air became too great. Their faces remained close though, and they opened their eyes to look at one another, both of them smiling.
“Wow,” Hekapoo muttered. “That was worth the wait.”
One of Marco’s hands went to the back of her head. “Damn right.”
He pulled her down into another kiss. This time, she opened her mouth to him, and Marco’s tongue came out to tangle with hers. Hekapoo groaned as their tongues rubbed against each other as they explored each other’s mouths, twisting and turning their heads this way and that. Marco’s hands ran up and down her back, and she began grinding against him through his pants.
Breaking the kiss, she sat up astride him and licked her lips. “Well, I guess there’s one good thing about missing out on being your first, you certainly learned how to kiss well.”
He chuckled underneath her. “I’ve learned a lot more than that, H-Poo.”
“Uh-huh,” she replied as she shifted further down his body and began undoing his pants. “In that case, I fully expect you to show me what you’ve learned.”
“I can do that.”
Before she could start working his pants down, he grabbed her and flipped them over so he was on top. Hekapoo gasped in surprise, looking flustered as she stared up at him. Marco smirked down at her and cupped her face, brushing his thumb over her lips again. Her eyes became hooded and she poked her tongue out, licking his finger.
Marco chuckled and leaned down, and they resumed kissing. Hekapoo’s arms wrapped around him to hold him close as they made out. Marco allowed this for a bit, then reached up and pried her arms off him and pinned them down beside her head. He knew she was much stronger than him and simply kept her arms there out of compliance, and when he pulled away, he saw her staring up at him wantingly.
Smirking, Marco leaned down and placed a kiss against her throat. Hekapoo breathed deeply through her nose and tilted her head back, but Marco was soon on the move. He slowly trailed his lips down her body, stopping halfway down to pay special attention to her breasts. He had released her hands when he began making his journey downward, but she kept them up beside her head as she laid there with her eyes closed and a smile on her face.
After spending a sufficient amount of time on her breasts, he resumed kissing his way down her body. He felt her jump slightly when he pressed a kiss to her stomach, causing him to chuckle slightly before he continued downward. When he reached her panties, he began kissing along and around the material, deliberately avoiding where he knew she was more sensitive. He heard her grumble in annoyance, and it made him smile against her inner thigh.
She let out a frustrated growl when he moved past her groin to kiss his way down her leg. “Tease.”
He looked up at her as he pressed a kiss to the inside of her leg. “Someone’s impatient. Don’t forget, this is my reward.”
“Well, hurry up, Diaz, before I decide to take charge.”
She felt him smile against her leg. “Maybe I’ll let you a little later.”
He stood up, lifting her leg with him, and kissed his way all the way down to her pointy foot. When he finished his path, he set her leg down and reached for her panties, and began dragging them down. She lifted her legs to assist him, holding them straight up. And as Marco lifted them past her feet and pulled them off, she allowed her legs to fall open as she dropped them back down on the bed.
Bunching up her panties, Marco brought them to his nose and breathed in her scent. “Think I can keep these as a bonus prize?”
She blushed slightly, but smiled all the same. “Not a chance, Diaz.”
He snickered. “Pretty please, H-Poo.”
“Absolutely not!”
Despite her objection, he continued to smile as he shoved them into his pocket. “I’m gonna anyway.”
She gave him a look of mock anger. “What are you more interested in? Me or my panties?”
He flashed her an arrogant grin. “Hey, can you blame me for wanting to take a souvenir with me other than some fond memories. Besides, if you wore them specially for my reward, then I think that means that they should belong to me.”
A light growl escaped her. “Human, if you don’t get over here and fuck me right now, then you’re going to miss your chance.”
He had to resist the urge to laugh at her obvious empty threat. It was more than apparent that she was bluffing, and he called her out on it. “Oh, I don’t think so.” He knelt down between her legs. “You want this as much as I do.”
She didn’t argue with him; she couldn’t, because he was right. He was driving her crazy with want though! But as he grabbed her legs and yanked her closer to the end of the bed, her frustration was quickly replaced by excitement when she felt his hot breath between her legs. He reached up, placing a hand on her stomach, and ran it down her body to the apex of her legs.
Running a finger through her auburn curls, he finally touched her center. Hekapoo let out a “Mmm” sound as she closed her eyes and licked her lips in anticipation. Placing a finger into his mouth to wet the digit, he touched her again and spread her open, finding her already drenched and ready. He trailed his finger over her nether-lips, spreading her wetness, and Hekapoo’s arms stretched out across the bed and grasped the sheets.
Marco teased her for a bit, running his finger up and down her slit. When he actually stuck his finger inside her, her whole body jolted as she arched off the bed. He continued to work her up as he listed to Hekapoo’s breathing get louder, and she began emitting delighted moans. When he had enough of that, he pulled his finger out and replaced it with his mouth.
“God!” Hekapoo cried, arching off the bed. She yanked at the covers, pulling them up to her face and turning into them as she pressed her clenched fist against her forehead.
She bit into the sheets as Marco swirled his tongue around inside her. He held her hips down with one hand as his other one caressed her up and down her front and side. Her legs ran up and down the length of the bed as she bent and unbent them, turning her head side to side as she moaned out her pleasure.
“God, Diaz, you really do know what you’re doing,” she exclaimed breathlessly.
He chuckled as he pulled his mouth away. “Glad you’re enjoying it.”
She glared down at him. “Well, don’t stop!”
He raised an eyebrow. “Is that any way to ask?”
He stuck a finger inside her again, and Hekapoo threw her head back. “Don’t… stop…” she gasped out.
A satisfied smirk spread across his face. “That’s better.”
He lowered his mouth to her again, and Hekapoo’s hand came to the back of his head, pressing his face into her as her hips rose and fell each time his tongue ran over her, and she made circles against his mouth as he swirled his tongue around inside her, humping against his face.
Marco continued to torment her until he sensed that she was getting close, then he suddenly pulled away. Hekapoo cried out in protest and tried to pull his head back down, but he removed her hand from his head.
“You’re evil,” she growled at his denial.
Marco just chuckled as he climbed onto the bed and started crawling up her body. When he was level with her face, he tapped her nose. “If I was really evil, I’d blow out your flame right now and leave you, or rather, the real Hekapoo, all hot and bothered.”
She glared at him. “You wouldn’t dare! You would miss out too!”
He gave her a challenging look. “Care to test that theory?”
She just growled. “Oh, just shut up and kiss me!”
He obliged, pressing his lips to hers. Hekapoo wrapped her arms around him to keep him close as she attacked his lips in return. Bending her knees on either side of him, she wantonly ground her hips up into his. She felt the material of his pants separating them, and a grumble of frustration slipped from her lips as they remained firmly attached to his. She reached down and began to push them down past his hips, using her feet when they moved too for her hands to reach.
Marco assisted her, kicking them off his legs and onto the floor, then slipping off his shoes and socks. Then it was pure skin to skin contact, and Hekapoo groaned into his mouth as he pressed up against her.
Breaking the kiss, he lifted himself up and smirked into her flushed face. “That feel better, H-Poo?”
Her eyes fluttered open. “Mmm, much.” She reached up and pressed her palms flat against his hard chest, rubbing them around as she stared at his muscles approvingly. “I like having full access to you.”
“Samesies.”
He leaned down to kiss her again, but a mischievous smile crept up her face. Her hands went from feeling his chest to pushing him back, and she suddenly flipped them over so she was on top. He raised an eyebrow at her and she gave him a saucy smile as her loose hair hung around her in a curtain.
“Now it’s my turn for a taste,” she told him.
Bending over, she gave him the same treatment he had given her of slowly kissing her way down his body, dragging her breasts over him in the process. Marco groaned as she continued downward, sliding off the end of the bed when she reached his legs and got down on her knees. His erection stood at full attention, and she didn’t hesitate to reach out and grab it,
“You really have become a big boy,” she told him cheekily as she rested her head on his thigh while moving her hand up and down his length.”
He chuckled as he looked down at her. “I thought you said that you had been keeping an eye on me.”
“Not twenty-four seven, idiot. I only looked in on you from time to time. And I always looked away when you needed private time.” Her smile widened as she gave him a squeeze, causing a clear bead of moisture to appear at his tip. “Well, most of the time.”
He smirked at her. “You’re doing an awful lot of talking. I thought that you said you wanted a taste.”
“Oh, I do.” She lifted her head up. “Just wanted to exchange a few words before I rendered you speechless.” She glanced down at him and smiled, looking impressed. “Damn, Diaz, if I didn’t know how anatomy worked, I’d think you wouldn’t even fit.”
“Glad I meet your approval.”
Letting out a snort of laughter, she leaned down and ran her tongue from the base of his cock all the way up to the top before suddenly engulfing him in her mouth. Marco groaned loudly at the sudden feeling of wet heat wrapped around him and his head fell back. Hekapoo didn’t hesitate or show any shyness as she began swallowing down his length, taking in as much of him as she could before rising up and going back down again.
Marco laid there with his eyes closed as he enjoyed her mouth. She certainly knew what she was doing, making full use of her lips, tongue, hands, and throat muscles as she bobbed up and down on him. He reached down to take hold of her head as it rose and fell to offer her silent encouragement since he only seemed to be able to make grunting noises. She slapped his hands away though and pulled off him, giving him a playful, yet disapproving look.
“Uh-uh,” she lightly scolded, “I told you, this is my turn.”
He couldn’t help but to chuckle at that. “Revenge for earlier?” Her smirk said it all, and he let out another chuckle. “Just watch the fangs. They could make this whole thing real unpleasant real fast.”
Her smile was almost pure evil as she pumped him, her saliva aiding her hand in sliding up and down his length. “You’re not in much of a position to tell me what to do.” She squeezed him tightly before resuming the up and down motion. “You know, a lot of guys don’t realize this, but they think that a girl going down on them is a dominating position for them, but it’s not. Did you ever stop and consider just how vulnerable you are right now or all the nasty things I could do to your most important bits while I’m down here? It’s actually the woman who is dominate and in power in this position.” She gave him another squeeze, this time almost painfully tight. “Wouldn’t you agree?”
Rather than looking intimidated, he simply flashed her a smile. “I prefer to think of it as a position of trust rather than power.”
For some reason, his words made her heart skip a beat, and her eyebrows rose in surprise. She was impressed by what he said, and it sent an excited thrill through her. “Damn, Diaz, that was a good answer. Just for that, I’ll give you something extra special.”
She leaned forward, and much to Marco’s surprise, wrapped her breasts around his cock, holding it between her cleavage. She pressed her breasts together and began moving them up and down his length. Marco groaned loudly in response and threw his head back, causing Hekapoo to snicker at his reaction.
“Any of your other lovers ever do this to you?” she teased.
He lifted his head to look down at her again. “I don’t want to think about anyone other than you right now.”
She paused in her movements, once again caught off guard by what he had said. A deep blush spread across her face and she looked away as she squeezed her breasts together harder and resumed moving them up and down his length. “Smooth talker.”
“Just being truthful, H-Poo.”
Her blush deepened and she forced herself to make eye contact with him again. Marco smirked at her before suddenly sitting up and pulling her on top of him. He then turned her around so she was lying on top of him, facing his feet. Grabbing her hips, he pulled them up to his face.
“There,” he said as he spread her open. “Now we can both have fun together.”
She giggled as she took his length in her hand again. “I like the way you think.”
“Well, tell me how you like this.”
He pulled her down onto his mouth and stuck his tongue into her. Hekapoo cooed, closing her eyes in delight as he probed her, but then lowered her head and took him in her mouth again. Marco moaned against her, the vibrations causing her to shiver as she began bobbing her head up and down on him.
They proceeded to please each other with their mouths, Marco making small thrusting motions upward with his hips as Hekapoo humped against his mouth. When she pulled off him to gasp for breath, she ran her hand up and down his length before replacing it with her mouth again. Marco continued licking her and putting his mouth on her as he stuck his tongue inside her, occasionally adding a finger to work her up even more as he swirled his tongue around her clit.
At one point, he hit a certain spot inside her, and Hekapoo pulled her mouth off him and gasped loudly. An arrogant grin spread across Marco’s face as he looked down at her. “So, that’s the spot, is it? Looks like I found it.”
She sent a mock glare back at him. “Yeah, well let’s see how you like this.”
She gulped down his entire length, swallowing him down as deeply as she could, taking him into her throat. Marco’s head fell back and he let out a hiss when she hummed in the back of her throat around his length. He continued to thrust his finger into her, mercilessly attacking the spot that got the biggest reaction out of her. Hekapoo was not to be defeated though, keeping him down as deeply as she could, working her throat muscles around him however she could.
She finally needed to stop for air and pulled her mouth off him, panting loudly, both from the lack of oxygen and from Marco was doing to her. He stopped licking her, but continued to thrust his finger in and out of her and let out a chuckle.
“Seems I hold the advantage in this position since I don’t need to stop for air,” he teased.
A growl escaped her and she pulled away from him, sliding off the bed to stand between his legs again. Grasping her breasts, she gave him a saucy look as she jiggled them up and down. “Then how about I use these and my mouth at the same time? Let’s see who has the advantage then.”
His grin widened. “Now you’re talking.”
Letting out a chuckle, she got down on her knees again as Marco stood up, shuffling backwards to give him some room. She wrapped her breasts around his cock again, and Marco began thrusting between them as she squeezed the together, her tongue darting out to lick his tip each time it poked out from between her breasts.
After a couple minutes of this, Marco couldn’t take it anymore. As much as he enjoyed the foreplay, there had been too much unresolved sexual tension between them for too long, and he sought out to amend that. He reached for her, pulling her to her feet and pulled her against him. Hekapoo went willingly, standing a good head shorter than him, and wrapped her arms around him as he pressed their bodies together.
“Does this mean you give up?” she asked teasingly.
In response, he placed his hands on her hips, grinding their nether-regions together as he leaned down to kiss her hard, and she responded in kind. Without breaking contact, he turned them around and they collapsed onto the bed with him on top of her. They continued to kiss and grind as they slid along to the center of the large bed, and Hekapoo spread her legs invitingly.
Pulling back, Marco gave her a smile. “You ready for the main event?”
She smiled back at him. “Go for it, Diaz. I’ve had my fun with you.”
He wiggled his eyebrows at her as he reached down to hook one of her legs over his waist. “Oh, H-Poo, I assure you, the fun is just beginning.”
As she felt him press up against her entrance, she gave him a look of challenge. “Prove it.”
“With pleasure.”
He pushed inside her, and pleasure was indeed what she was hit with. Her head fell back, her back arching to press her chest into his as he pushed onward until his hips met hers. Hekapoo’s eyes closed as a shiver ran through her at the feel of him inside her. This had been a long time in coming, and she could tell it would be well worth the wait; it already had been, and they had only engaged in the pre-show entertainment so far.
As a shuttering moan escaped her, Hekapoo’s body settled back on the bed. She opened her eyes when she felt him cup her face and brush her hair out of her covered eye.
“You all good so far, H-Poo?” he asked her.
She took a deep breath and let it out. “Better than ever.” She reached up and gripped his shoulders. “Now come on, human, show me what you can really do. I hear you have quite the reputation as a great lover.”
He stroked her lips again. “I’ll do better than simply show you, I’ll exceed your expectations.”
She raised an eyebrow. “That’s quite a bold claim, Diaz. Do you know how long I’ve been alive? It’ll take a lot for you to back that up!”
Her words broke off into a yell as Marco pulled back and thrusted into her hard. His hips began moving as he began pounding into her, slowly gaining speed, and Hekapoo gasped loudly in response. He leaned down and kissed her, and she immediately responded as she wrapped her arms around him.
They kissed aggressively, practically devouring each other’s mouths, only coming apart to take a breath of air. Marco released her leg so he could explore the rest of her body with his hand, but Hekapoo kept it hooked around his waist as she lifted her hips to meet each of his thrusts. One of her hands came between them as he groped her breasts, and Hekapoo broke the kiss to gasp. One of her own hands came up though to cup his cheek as she rose up to kiss him again.
Wary of her fangs, she suddenly nibbled on his bottom lip. Feeling the prick of her canines, he hissed and pulled back, giving her a look of surprise, and she gave him a playful sneer, to which he responded by teasingly narrowing his eyes at her. “So, my little H-Poo likes it rough, does she?”
She flicked his forehead. “Anything that you can dish out, Diaz.”
“Diaz, huh? Well, let me tell you something, H-Poo, before we’re done here, I’m going to have you calling me ‘Marco’. That’s a promise.”
“I welcome the challenge, human.”
He smirked and drove himself into her hard, pushing her further up the bed. Hekapoo cried out loudly, arching off the mattress. One of Marco’s hands snaked its way under her bowed back, holding her to him as his other one went around the back of her neck. He pulled her head into the crook of his neck as he began furiously pounding into her.
Panting moans escaped her as she curled her arms underneath his and gripped his shoulders tightly, hugging her to him. Her legs came up on either side of him, squeezing his mid-section as she laid flat on her back with him thrusting into her, forcing gasps of air out of her every time their hips met. The bed creaked underneath them from the force of their movements, but the only sounds they seemed conscious of were the ones their partner were making as they moved together.
“Is that the best you’ve got, Diaz?” Hekapoo managed to gasp out, the shaking of her voice belittling her statement.
He grinned. “Far from it, H-Poo. I’ll have you screaming my first name yet.”
Reaching down, he hooked his arms under her legs. He lifted himself up to crouch over her as he pushed her legs up to her head, nearly folding her in half as he mounted her. The position allowed him to drive down into her, and his balls slapped against her rear as a near continuous cry began to emit from her.
Hekapoo aided in the position by holding her legs up as he crouched over her, his face seemingly deep in concentration. She had to admit, he was very true to his word, as she had to suppress the urge to call out his first name like he said he would make her.
“Give up yet, H-Poo?” he taunted.
She sneered at him. “Not on your life, Diaz.”
“Oh, yeah? We’ll see about that.”
He shifted back and dropped to his knees. She let go of her legs as his hands gripped her hips and lifted her lower body until she was practically balancing on her shoulders and head. The change in position caused him to slip out of her, and he took himself in his hand and began slapping himself against her nether-lips. Hekapoo squirmed underneath him, letting out lengthy moans as she felt him slap against her and rub the head around her entrance. When he had enough of teasing her, he pushed his head inside and pulled her hips flush against his, forcing himself inside in a single thrust.
Hekapoo’s mouth fell open in response, and she reached up to take hold of her horns. She gripped them tightly, pulling on them hard as Marco sat on his knees and thrusted into her. His hands gripped her hips tightly as he pulled her into him. Hekapoo continued to yank on her horns as her legs dangled in the air on either side of him, letting out continuous gasps. She craved to feel his hands running over her body, but with him holding her hips up, he wasn’t able to, so she released her horns and let her own hands travel up and down her own body before hugging herself and groping her own breasts.
Marco was panting as he watched Hekapoo’s face. Her eyes were close, her mouth hanging open in pleasure, lost in the intimacy. She seemed beyond words, only letting out sounds of delight, but Marco wasn’t going to let her off that easy. He had said that he would make her scream his name, and he was going to see it done. He’d waited too long for this, and he wasn’t going to stop until he got what he wanted from her.
Showing off his strength, he reached down, pressing his hand to her back, and lifted her up. Hekapoo’s eyes snapped open in surprise as she found herself face-to-face with him. He was still on his knees, her bottom now resting on his legs, and her own instinctively circled around his waist. His hands had moved to her rear as he held her to him, and her own came up to grip his shoulders.
“You ready to surrender?” he asked teasingly.
A smirk spread across her face. “No chance.”
His chest rumbled with a silent chuckle. “Then strap yourself in, H-Poo, because you’re going for a ride.”
He began bouncing her in his lap as he thrusted up into her, pulling her down onto him each time. Hekapoo threw her head back and sucked in a breath, her nails digging into his shoulders, before looking down at him and grinning. She leaned down and kissed him as she began moving with him, rising and falling in his lap as her hands started running all over him. They kissed for a time before breaking apart, and Marco pressed his face into her neck and chest as she pressed her cheek against his forehead, both of them panting.
For a time, they remained like that, a tower of flesh moving together. Then Marco felt her inner-muscles beginning to clench around him as if to milk him, and he knew she was on the verge of release. Her rapidly increasing breathing and the rising volume of her moans only supported this, and he pulled back to look up at her, reaching up to push aside the hair that was stuck to her sweaty forehead.
“You’re close, H-Poo,” he told her. “I can feel it.”
She kept her eyes squeezed shut as she panted. “Don’t stop!”
He grinned arrogantly as he held her still, preventing her from rising and falling on him, only allowing slow, shallow thrusts to torment her. “That depends on you, H-Poo. You know what I want. Say it for me. Say it and I’ll let you finish.”
A look of deep frustration crossed her face, but she refused to open her eyes and see his smug expression. “Ah! Damn you! That’s not fair!”
“We already established that life isn’t fair. Now come on. If you want it, you have to say it.”
She seemed to fight with herself for a few moments before finally gasping out, “Oh, screw it! Fine! Marco!”
His smirk grew wider as she finally caved, and he resumed thrusting and allowed her to start moving again. “See, now that wasn’t so hard, was it?”
She looked aggravated, but it was hard to tell with the borderline look of desperation and ecstasy on her face. “Sh-Shut up! Oh, Marco! Oh, God, Marco! Aaah! Marco! Marcooooo!”
Her cry echoed off as her orgasm hit, and she began twitching in his arms. Marco held her close as she hugged herself to him, a series of whimpers escaping her. Her arms and legs squeezed him tightly, her face scrunched up as she rode out the waves of her climax. Marco had stopped thrusting, his own teeth clenched together tightly as he felt her come undone around him.
Hekapoo seemed to have stopped breathing throughout most of it. After what must have been about forty seconds, she suddenly took a long, deep breath and then began panting. She still clung to him tightly, but her grip loosened as her breathing slowly returned to normal.
Dripping with sweat, she pulled back to look into Marco’s equally damp face, a deep blush present on hers. The two of them stared at each other, both breathing heavily, and then Hekapoo leaned in and pressed her lips to his. They kissed deeply for a time, their tongues leisurely massaging each other’s, before pulling apart, and Marco flashed her an arrogant smile.
“Told you I’d make you scream my name,” he bragged.
She grumbled in response, but then looked down between them, and her own cocky smirk spread across her face. Her legs tightened around him as she grabbed his shoulders, and the next thing Marco knew, she had somehow managed to flip him down onto his back. He stared up at her as she held out her index finger and traced his lips, much like he had done to her earlier.
“You should be careful about rubbing your victory in my face,” she told him. She glanced down at his still hard cock that had slipped out of her when she had flipped him down onto the bed. “After all, you haven’t cum yet. What if I decided to put out my own flame and leave you like this? A nice case of blue balls might do your ego some good.”
In response, Marco reached up and grasped her hips, pulling her down to sit astride him. “Nah, I don’t think you’ll do that. Not when there’s still more fun to be had. And especially now that you know what you’ll be missing out on, H-Poo.”
She studied his face for a bit, as if trying to decide what to do. But then she sat straight up and looked down at him with a smile. “Geez, call my bluff, why don’t you. But fine, you got to have your fun, so now I get to have mine.”
Chuckling, he gave her a skeptical look. “You saying you didn’t have fun? Come on, H-Poo, we both know that that’s a lie.”
Blushing furiously, she slapped his chest. “Shut up, you! I’m saying it’s my turn to take charge, and this time I’m going to get you to say my name properly.
He raised an eyebrow. “You don’t like me calling you H-Poo? Well, I’d be happy to call you whatever you want.”
She groaned. “Uch, you’re ruining my fun!”
He chuckled again and placed his hands behind his head. “Go for it, H-Poo. I’m all yours.”
“Yeah, let’s see.” She stood up and turned around, showing off her backside behind her curtain of hair, and glanced at him over her shoulder. “Enjoy the view.”
She lowered herself down to her knees, sitting on his abdomen. His cock stood erect directly in front of her, and she cupped it in her hand, rubbing it against herself. She hummed to herself as she teased them both for a short while before lifting herself up and shifting forward. She let out a deep sigh as she sank down onto him again, and she heard him emit a groan behind her as he filled her. With a chuckle, she looked back over her shoulder at him and ran her hand up his stomach and chest, feeling his muscles.
“Now I’m the one taking you for a ride,” she told him.”
“No complaints here, H-Poo. Ride away.”
Smirking, she faced forward again and began moving. She rose and fell on him at a steady pace, closing her eyes as she enjoyed the feel of him inside her. Leaning forward, she grasped his legs for balance as she began moving her hips up and down, bouncing on him, a large smile on her face.
Marco propped himself up higher to watch as his cock disappeared in and out of her. Her long hair obscured most of the view of her backside as it danced around in time with her movements. Wanting to see all the little motions of her body, he pushed himself up and gathered up her hair, pushing it aside. Hekapoo took the hint and took her hair from him, bringing it over her shoulder to her front, where she proceeded to grip it as she ran her hands up and down its length.
With her hair out of the way, Marco was able to fully admire her naked backside. He reached out and dragged his nails down her back, and Hekapoo hissed in delight, moving to sit up straight as she held her arms straight up and began circling and rocking her hips as if she were dancing.
He watched her move for a time as he ran his hands up and down her smooth back, then sat up completely and pulled her against him. He heard her let out a laugh as his arms circled around her to take hold of her breasts, and she brought her arms down to place her hands over his as she continued to move on top of him.
He massaged her breasts as she bounced in his laps, breathing heavily in her ear. Then one of his hands came up to grasp her chin, and he turned her head back so they could kiss. Both their tongues snaked out and began flicking against each other before their lips sealed together, never stopping their movements. Marco tweaked one of her nipples and Hekapoo shivered, her back arching as she broke the kiss and sucked in a deep breath of air.
Falling onto his back again, Marco placed his hands on her hips and helped set a new rhythm. Hekapoo leaned back as well, balancing on her arms as she spread her legs, holding herself up, and Marco began thrusting up into her. She met his thrusts, lowering and raising herself in time with them, her mouth hanging open as she panted and emitted high-pitched grunts.
With a grin, Marco moved one of his hands down to where they were connected and began rapidly flicking his hand over her sensitive area, and she threw back her head. She grasped his wrist as the stimulation seemed to become too intense for her, and her hips rose higher into the air. Marco’s hand went back to gripping her hip to prevent her from falling as she shifted above him, her hands going from balancing on his chest to pushing against the mattress on either side of him to hold herself up.
Moving his hands up higher to her mid-section, Marco raised his hips and began rapidly thrusting upward. The wet sound of flesh slapping together echoed through the room, accompanied by Hekapoo’s rising screams as she held herself above him, taking his assault as he pistoned into her. Her limbs seemed to grow weak, and she finally collapsed on top of him, both of them falling flat onto the bed.
Marco didn’t hesitate. He wrapped his arms around her, one hand covering her breast and the other settling on her stomach. He began moving and swaying underneath her as he held her to him. Hissing and gasping, Hekapoo’s left hand covered his on her stomach and her other one stretched out above them to push against the headboard to help push her into him. Her head rested right beside Marco’s, and she closed her eyes in delight as he pressed kisses over the side over her head.
“I thought you said that you were going to be the one taking me for a ride, H-Poo?” he whispered huskily into her ear before nibbling on the pointy end.
Hekapoo couldn’t be bothered to think of a clever retort as they moved together. “I don’t care anymore. Just keep fucking me.”
“As you wish.”
He surprised her by suddenly rolling them to their sides and pulling out of her, and she looked over her shoulder to glare at him. “I said don’t stop.”
Chuckling, he booped her nose. “Actually, you told me to keep fucking you, and I intend to. Speaking of which, that’s quite the mouth you’ve got there. I wonder what else I can make you say.”
Flipping her onto her back, he pulled her legs open and moved between them as he crawled over her body. Hekapoo threw him a dirty look as he brushed her hair out of her face and looked down at her with a smirk.
“You’re far too arrogant,” she told him. “Someone needs to teach you a lesson in ma-ah-nners!”
Her sentence gave way to a cry as he pushed inside her again. Bending down, he gripped her face and kissed her with near-bruising force. Hekapoo seemed to stubbornly resist at first, but quickly surrendered a few seconds later and began kissing him back as she wrapped her arms around him.
Breaking the kiss, Marco drove into her so hard they shifted across the bed. Hekapoo cried out as she clung to him, her body seemingly trying to instinctively curl into a ball, but was unable to with her his weight on top of her. Her legs wrapped around his waist and she threw her head back, letting out a loud gasp as her head hung off the side of the bed, her long hair pooling on the floor.
Marco proceeded to thrust into her as her legs tightened around him. Her arms released him and stretched out at her sides to grab handfuls of the blanket, and she pulled and yanked at them, messing up the bed even further. Marco drove into her, inching her more and more off the bed until she was practically hanging over the side. She released the blankets and reached down to balance herself on the floor to prevent herself from sliding of any further, supporting her while simultaneously allowing her to push back against him even harder.
Marco didn’t think he was going to last much longer, and slammed into her even harder in an attempt to get her to the finish first. He reached down and lifted one of her legs, placing it over his shoulder as he leaned over her to grasp her breast with his other hand. Hekapoo cried out as she practically hung upside-down, a stream of drool trailing out of her open mouth as she pushed off the floor to meet each of his thrusts.
Her arms began shaking, and she suddenly pushed herself back hard against Marco and held herself there, a loud cry escaping her. Marco slammed into her one last time and felt her come undone around him. Her entire body began shaking uncontrollably as she got lost in her climax. Marco grinned and removed her leg from his shoulder, reaching down to scoop her up, pulling her back up onto the bed and hoisting her up.
Hekapoo grasped his arms to hold herself up as she trembled against him. Marco turned them around and let her drop onto the mattress, her head landing up beside the pillows, and then laid on top of her. Now that she had found her release, twice, he was intent on finding his own. He let loose, holding nothing back as he drove himself into her furiously.
Turning her head into the pillows, Hekapoo wrapped her arms around his neck again and held him as tightly as she rode out the waves of pleasure flowing over her. Letting out a series of animalistic grunts, he grabbed a handful of her hair and forced her to face him. He slammed his lips against hers hard and she opened up to him. His hips rapidly met hers, causing her to scream into his mouth before he drove himself deep and held himself there as he released inside her. Hekapoo’s muffled cry became even louder against his mouth as she hugged him tightly and her legs squeezed his sides.
Letting out his own series of groans that Hekapoo swallowed as their lips and tongues moved against each other, his body jerked in time with his spurting cock as he released years’ worth of sexual tension for her. Neither seemed willing to release the other from their hold, but eventually they needed to break apart for air. They kept their faces close though, their foreheads resting against each other and their lips grazing as they panted loudly.
“My God, Diaz,” Hekapoo gasped after about a minute of their bodies calming down, “you really don’t disappoint.”
He chuckled. “Glad to be of service.”
They laid there like that for a long while before Marco finally pulled out of her and rolled off her. They were both bathed in sweat and looked a mess, but they also looked and felt completely satiated. Marco let out a deep sigh as he rested his head against the pillows and closed his eyes.
“Damn, you really wore me out, H-Poo.”
She glanced at him in disbelief. She had worn him out? She was utterly exhausted after what they had done, and she did not get tired easily. It could only be contributed to the pleasure her body had experienced. But she still managed to summon up enough energy to roll over and lay partially on top of him, resting her head on his shoulder and a hand on his chest, feeling his heart beat as she hiked a leg up his.
“Was it a good reward?” she asked as she began tracing patterns over his chest.
He chuckled. “Couldn’t have asked for a better one.” He glanced down at her. “And I think you enjoyed it just as much.”
Hekapoo’s smile widened. Personally, she thought that she enjoyed it more than he did, but she wasn’t going to tell him that; he was arrogant enough as it was. “Well, I wouldn’t mind doing it again.”
He raised an eyebrow. “Is that an open invite?”
“Hmm, maybe. Perhaps for your next reward.”
“As in at the finish line? Any hope for the three-quarter mark?”
“Don’t be greedy,” she playfully scolded. “And how do you know you’ll even make it to the end, or to the three-quarter mark?”
His hand came up to take hold of the hand tracing circles on his chest. “I made it this far, didn’t I?”
She nodded against him in acknowledgment. “You did. That doesn’t mean you’ll complete the game though. It did take you eleven years to get to this point.”
“True, but you have to admit, I am getting better.”
She smirked as she felt him play with her fingers. “You are, but a real game gets more difficult as it goes on. So expect the same.”
“I’ll look forward to it.” His other arm wrapped around her, holding her close. “But if it’s going to be another several years until I get to have this again, I’m keeping you right here for now.”
Having no complaints, Hekapoo smiled as she snuggled into him, letting out a sigh at the soothing feeling of his hands running through her hair. Her eyes began to flutter shut as her exhaustion got the better of her, and she began to drift off. She heard a chuckle escape him before she felt his lips press against the top of her head, followed by his quiet mutter of, “Sleep tight, H-Poo.”
At his pet-name for her, she briefly realized that she had failed to get him to call her by her real name before she fell asleep.
She woke several hours later to the morning’s light filling the room, the candies and fireplace having long since burned out. The two of them were still in bed together, with her draped over him, lying half in top of him. His arm was still wrapped around her, but he had somehow managed to pull the blanket over them without getting up.
He was snoring lightly, and Hekapoo propped herself up on her arm to stare at him, admiring his handsome features. It was still hard to believe that he was the same cute, goofy boy who had been fooling around with her stolen scissors.
She knew he was associated with Star Butterfly, and she wondered how the Mewni princess would react to seeing her best friend all grown up. And she especially looked forward to seeing Marco’s reaction to discovering that time in her realm of Dimension X-103 moved at a much faster speed than his. It may have been eleven years for him here in this realm, but only a few minutes will have passed in his home dimension. No one there probably knew he was even gone yet. His reaction to returning home would be priceless when he suddenly reverted back to the age he should be in that dimension.
And she was sure he would go back. As tough as this game of hers was, at this point she was certain that he would win it in a few more years. And while she wouldn’t be handing over her own scissors, she planned on making him his own pair.
She would miss their little game when it was over. She would miss him. After all these years, she had grown rather fond of him, even affectionate. She wouldn’t call what she felt love, but she had certainly become attached, and she did find him very attractive. Yes, she was very much lusting after him, but could anyone blame her? He was drop dead gorgeous.
At least she would always have the memory of last night. As much as she tried to hide how much he had pleased her, he had greatly exceeded her expectations. And who knew, maybe she would give him a round two reward when he reached the end. Maybe sooner.
Taking advantage of the fact that he was sleeping, she placed her hand on his six-pack and slowly ran it up his body, enjoying the feel of his muscles. She reached his face and stroked his cheek, smiling at the rough texture of his stubble.
Marco’s hand suddenly came up and grasped hers. She glanced at his face as a smile spread across it and he cracked an eye open. “Having fun, H-Poo?” he asked with a knowing smile.
She returned his smile with one of her own. “Just enjoying the view.”
Opening both eyes, he looked down at her, looking amused. “The view, huh? And I’m guessing the ‘look, don’t touch’ rule doesn’t apply then?”
She teasingly poked him in the side. “Not while you’re in my bed, mister.”
The arm around her tightened as he pulled her closer. “I’m actually surprised that you’re still here. I half expected you to be gone by the time I woke up.”
A chuckle escaped her. “Nope. I said I was going to give you a freebie, so that’s what I’m doing.”
“You gave me a lot more than that.”
“Likewise.” She rolled onto her stomach, lying directly on top of him and propping herself up as she rested her chin in her palms. “I must say, Diaz, you really impressed me. I’ve been around for a long time, and I’ve had plenty of lovers, but you’re definitely one of the best. I certainly envy the woman who becomes your wife.” She let out a deep sigh and smiled in resignation. “But I’m afraid that fun time is over. It’s time to get back to our game.”
He raised an eyebrow. “Are you sure?” He ran a finger down her back. “You sure you don’t want a recap of last night?”
As way of answer, she sat up, letting the blanket fall from her shoulders. “Nice try, Diaz, but no dice.”
He sat up as well. “You sure? You seemed to enjoy yourself last night.”
She blushed and playfully punched his shoulder. “As if you didn’t.”
“Never said I didn’t. And unlike some people, I never tried to hide that I did. I very much enjoyed last night.”
He began to reach for her, but she held her hand out to push him back. “Slow down there, big boy. As appealing as that sounds, I think we both know that if we had a repeat that we would never leave this bed today.”
He smirked at that. “And? Are you saying that you have somewhere to be?”
“I might not, but you do. You’ve still got quite a few flames left to blow out. Half in fact.” She pointed to the one above her head. “Starting with this one.”
He glanced up at her flame and stared at it for a few moments before letting out a sigh and smiling. “So, it’s back to business then.”
Smiling, she lowered her hand. “More like back to the game. But hey, at least we’ll always have the memories to keep us warm at night.”
He gave her a look of mock annoyance. “Memories are nowhere near as good as the real thing.”
She laughed. “Ah, come on, Diaz, stop being such a downer. You know this isn’t goodbye. We’ll see each other again when you catch the next copy.”
He cut his eyes at her. “I’m sure you’ll see me sooner with your spying.”
“You know it,” she replied enthusiastically, and playfully delivered a fiery slap to the back if his head, burning away his hair to leave him with a bald spot that she affectionately referred to as the ‘Mark of Hekapoo’. “Ha! Got you that time!”
Marco grumbled in annoyance as he touched the back of his head, feeling the bald spot and singed hair. It was always frustrating when she did that and he had to wait for his hair to grow back. Fortunately, his hoodie provided a good cover for it. “Must you do that all the time?”
“You know it, human. Now come on, let’s skip the drama and get this show on the road before I change my mind about the freebie.”
He sighed in resignation. “If you insist. I’ll see you soon, H-Poo.”
He brought his face close to the top of her head and blew out the flame that hovered above it. Hekapoo smiled as she began to fade away.
“See you around, Marco,” she said just before she vanished.
Marco stared at the spot she had been for a few moments longer before letting out another sigh. Throwing off the covers, he climbed out of the bed and walked over to his discarded clothes. He noted that hers had disappeared along with her, and realized that that probably meant her panties that he had stuck into his pocket had as well. He chuckled at the memory of how bashful she had become when he asked if he could keep them as a souvenir. He had mostly been joking when he asked, just wanting to get a rise out of her; she was fun to tease.
Picking up his pants, he reached into the pocket for his notebook. When he pulled it out, he was surprised to find that her panties were still in his pocket and hadn’t disappeared after all, meaning that they hadn’t been part of the copy and had been something she had put on herself.
“Did she…?” he wondered out loud, but then let out a laugh. “Real cute, H-Poo.”
Opening his notebook, he flipped through a series of pages with flames drawn on them, sixteen on each page. All the ones he flipped past had been crossed out, and he turned until he reached a page that had a flame that wasn’t crossed out on it. But taking out a pen, he immediately amended that by drawing an X over one of the flames.
With another sigh, he snapped the notebook shut, and a determine smirk crossed his face, he looked out the window. “Well, back to work.”
THE END

(A/N: And that brings this story to a close. Come on, you're not going to tell me that you can't see a scenario like this having happened between one or more of Hekapoo's copies. Heck, I wouldn't have been surprised if something happened between Marco and the real Hekapoo had Star not interrupted them. I'm still pretty convinced that something at least happened with at least one of her copies though; you don't develop that much sexual tension between two people who are clearly attracted and lusting for each other unless there's something that's going on. But I guess we can only use our imaginations of what happened, and this is just one scenario. So let me know what you think and I'll see you next time.)
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