It wasn't supposed to happen, but it did and Brittany wasn't sure if she was okay with it or not. She had gone to berate him for embarrassing her after the whole 'Mewberty' incident, her boyfriend suddenly wanting to break up with her… and renouncing women for the rest of his life. Brittney Wong couldn't believe her ears, boys didn't break up with HER, she was perfection! It was obviously Marco's stupid friend's fault!
She went to his house to give him an earful, having dragged the address from Sabrina to chew him out. His parents were gone and there was noone to save him from her wrath, Star having gone to Mewni to get her wings checked. There was PLENTY of screaming, at least on her end, the nerd taking it like he was supposed to before she started in on his friend. Suddenly, it was like he had decided to grow a backbone, standing up to her and cutting deep at her and her lifestyle. How DARE he complain about her birthday party! He hadn't even been invited, brought those ugly monsters and nearly gotten them all killed… and he had the GALL to call her SHALLOW!?
Things heated up from there, voices raising and the space between them growing less and less… but she couldn't remember when exactly the screaming stopped and the kissing started. She DID remember how she practically tore that ugly red hoodie off of him, revealing an even UGLIER t-shirt… but once the 'wrappers' were gone, she found that he looked GOOD… far better than anything she had expected.
There was a feint memory of Sabrina fawning over him, the off-comment that she would sometimes sneak off to watch him train at that stupid dojo at the strip mall, but it was clear that he was getting FAR more exercise than simply punching bags and learning kicks. Things blurred after that, but she DID remember marking him with her lipstick as she worked her way down his body.
~Kiss~
~Kiss~
~Kiss~, all over his chest, taking in the scent of the soap he had used and the sweat that was building as she made him shudder in place.
She didn't even realize that she was being stripped herself until she realized that he was unhooking her bra with FAR more ease than a boy his age was supposed to have. A small part of her was screaming that this was the one chance she had to set things straight and get away from him. But even that thought was smothered and dismissed when he started massaging her modest chest and the next hour became nothing but a sexy sweaty blur.
"This never happened," she muttered, still bathing in the afterglow. She still had enough pride to look away from him as she talked, yet couldn't help but nuzzle up to him as she took in his warmth. "you got that, Nerd Boy?"
"Sure, Wong, whatever you say." the dork answered with a soft kiss on her cheek and it felt like a crime not to respond back in suit.
She was just going to have to slap him extra-hard the next time she saw him at school.