So, funny story.
I remember a while ago—almost a whole year ago, in fact—I decided to play around with the idea of Julie/Mags in my AU after getting so many comments about how they already act like an old married couple. So, I decided to pen this thing out to get a feel for it before eventually having it transition into smut (Because ALL creators eventually think about their OCs having sex, and if they don't, they're a liar), and honestly didn't even fully finish with it as I was content with it just living on my hard drive as a mere experiment.
But then, I got to talking with KirakaJu_On and another friend about my AU before I offhandedly mentioned how I entertained the idea of Julie/Mags to the point I wrote smut about it, and to my surprise they were ALL for it—even to the point of saying they already shipped them anyway, lol. So, I decided to actually sit down and finish this thing out mostly for their sake/consumption.
And it was also because of them and me bouncing ideas off of them that I decided to pull the trigger and make it canon, as the possibilities that would unfold for my future plans of this AU would be amazing with this development thrown into the mix.
I will also admit that even this finished product was written a few months ago, even, and that I decided that it would be best to establish their relationship now rather than later so that I don't have to juggle too many things for the plans I've got after I (eventually lol) finish Lost and Found.
And, also, my friend Wolf-Chalk was awesome enough to sketch Mags and Julie themselves because I similarly do not shut the fuck up about them as I do with the rest of my AU lmao, so I made them the cover image of this story (with full size available on my AO3 or twitter ACleverName_8)!
And no, I would like to clarify that she did not draw this in the context of it being in a smutfic of these two, only that it just so happens right now is the best time to unveil this particular drawing, so don't go around asking her to draw you some smut of your own characters. You heathens.
So now you know what they look like! And without further ado, let's get on with the rest of this fic after this giant wall of text that basically just says 'they're dating now'. I hope you enjoy!
"And then I said, what the hell is wrong with all of you? The GR38 is supposed to be used for rockets, not missiles!" Julie exclaims in disbelief as she sat next to Mags on his couch, barely paying attention to the holovision as she ranted. "I swear, it's like they were trying to piss me off with that!"
"Don't those two literally mean the same thing?" Mags asks, barely glancing over from the holovision.
"Of course they don't! Missiles are guided, and rockets aren't! How do you not know that?" She argues, crossing her arms/
Mags taps his head with the heel of his hand. "Ah, sorry, you're totally right. I keep forgetting I should know about the intricacies of weapon design as much as a senior weapons development supervisor. Don't worry, it won't happen again the next time you go off about… parabolic ion trajectories, or whatever they're called." He says with a wave of his hand.
"Hey, you actually got that one right!" Julie says with a laugh. "Maybe you're actually learning a thing or two from all my rants!"
"If only that was the case with you and my complaints about your flying." Mags retorts, smirking at her.
"Hey, I am actually getting better at flying now, I'll have you know." Julie says proudly, crossing her arms while raising her head up in a snooty gesture.
He turns his head to her with a raised brow. "Oh?"
"Yeah! I've gone a full two weeks so far without even bumping into anything with my ship!" She says happily, holding up two fingers for emphasis.
His eyes widen. "Wow, that's actually pretty… Hey, wait a minute! I've been giving you rides to and from the Center for the past few weeks! When was the last time you've flown?" He asks firmly.
"Like, a couple days ago, why?" She says with a shrug.
"And the last time before that?"
She nervously laughs with a wave of her hand.
"Oh, come on! I don't think that's really important—"
"Answer the question."
She stares at him with a slight frown, but he just stares right back with a raised eyebrow, unyielding, and neither was she.
But as the seconds tick on, the holovision droning on in the background, it is before long that their tense yet unspoken standoff is broken as she crosses her arms with a huff, slumping into the couch.
"Two weeks." She grumbles quietly.
"Aw, and here I was getting hopeful." Mags says with mock disappointment, unable to help but give a smug grin, turning back to the holovision.
She reaches over to give him a light punch on the shoulder, making him laugh.
"Shut up, you jerk. At least I know the difference between rockets and missiles." She says crossing her arms.
He chuckles, rubbing his shoulder. "Yep, I guess you have me there."
"Damn right I do." Julie says with a small smile.
And with that, they both fully return their attention back to the holovision in front of them, playing reruns of some random show that neither of them have seen before, and too focused in their conversation earlier to really care about what was playing anyway.
It was a pretty standard ritual for the two of them—just hanging out at each other's houses after a long day at work to just relax and unwind, and sometimes to also rant about their problems if it was an especially long day. Kaden would sometimes join them, but for the most part, it was just the two of them who partook in this activity together.
And now, with Ratchet back in Kaden's life, he almost never hung out with them like this anymore, opting instead to just spend time with his son, which they didn't mind one bit at all, more than happy for him being able to even do so after all these years.
Sometimes they'd play games, sometimes there would be a few drinks, but mostly, it was just them on a couch, holovision on as background noise for their conversations. Very rarely did they just watch it purely to watch whatever was playing, but it was sometimes a source of entertainment when they decide to play a favorite game of making fun of the show if it was especially ridiculous.
Unfortunately, though, this random sitcom wasn't bad enough to really make an event of it, just being mediocre enough to just simply watch and consume, the sounds of canned laughter at dumb jokes filling the otherwise empty air.
But then, it soon fades to black, with a commercial quickly replaced in its stead to set off the next five minutes of ads.
"Have you and your lover ever wanted a certain spice in your life?" An all too cliché-sounding seductive woman announces as scenes of a beach start playing.
"Oh, this is a new one." Mags comments with little interest, his head propped up on his fist, resting on the armchair of the couch.
"Does your relationship need a little kick?" She continues, shifting to a panning shot of a bed with pink, silk sheets. "Or perhaps, just a place to let it all loose?" The shot then shifts to what looks like a heart-shaped hot tub, bubbling with all sorts of jacuzzi jets.
Julie raises an eyebrow. "What kind of commercial is this? Is this about a sex shop or something?"
Mags shrugs. "I wouldn't be surprised, it's getting kinda late, so it'd be safe to show those kinds of ads." He says as he glances to a clock on the wall, displaying that it was almost midnight. "It's kinda funny though, honestly."
"Whatever you desire, it can be found at the luxurious Luminopolis Lover's Leave Resort on planet Igliak." She says, a logo popping up as the background shows a large and—quite honestly—beautiful building with 'Lover's Leave' written in giant, pink neon letters across the top of the building.
"Aw, I was close." Julie says with disappointment at the reveal, throwing an arm in an 'aw shucks' gesture.
"From massages, spas, and a wide assortment of adult activities, we have everything you could possibly want to satisfy both you and your lover." The commercial continues, showing shots of their services, while only having a blurred screen and a heart on the last point.
"Don't have a partner? No problem. Here at the Lover's Leave, purchase our singles' pass, and gain access to exclusive matchmaking programs to find the perfect someone for you, whether it be for life, or just this one night." The woman says in an insinuating tone, able to practically hear the wink in her voice.
"The Lover's Leave Resort, a place to relax the mind, body, and most importantly—heart."
"And apparently, the perfect place to also buy a one-night stand, too." Julie says amusedly, rolling her eyes as the holovision begins to play an ad for some product to help clean your kitchen five times faster than its competitor. "And I guarantee it would not be worth the price for the kind of losers who have to buy that pass thing, too."
"Well, to be fair, they said you might find something more than a one-night stand." Mags retorts, raising a finger.
"Well, sure, but imagine how sad it'd be that that's the only way you can get laid." Julie says with a small chuckle. "By paying for it, instead of just, like, going to a bar and meeting up with someone, or something." She adds with a shrug.
Mags raises an eyebrow. "Is that from experience?" He asks with a smirk.
She scoffs. "No, but I'm just saying that if I needed to, then I guarantee it'd be that easy to pick someone up." She argues.
"Well, you go ahead and think that, but just know that it isn't. Trust me." Mags replies casually as he looks back to the holovision.
Julie looks back at him with some surprise, raising her eyebrow as well. "Is that from experience?" She questions.
He doesn't answer for a moment, still watching the holovision as Julie continues to look at him expectantly, finding that little tidbit to be a bit curious with how matter-of-factly he stated it.
But then, he gives a small sigh with a nod of his head. "Yeah." He says with some disappointment.
"Oh." She replies with some surprise, not really know how to responds to that. "Erm… Well… What's so hard about it, then, if you don't mind me asking?" She asks hesitantly with a shrug.
He shrugs. "It's just… Anyone who I might have had a chance with eventually just tells me that I seem boring, and not that good looking to make up for it, either." He states simply, holding up a hand while rolling his eyes.
"Wait, what? Come on, that's bullshit." Julie argues, waving a hand. "You aren't boring! I mean, you've checked out like, all of the multiverse for yourself, right? And you know a ton about ships, too, with Centauri out there being one of the sweetest rides I've ever seen." She says with a smile, thumbing behind them to the door outside.
"Well, yeah, I know, but I can't really talk about the multiverse stuff since over half of it's classified to people outside the Center. So, then I just start to gush about ships, and it just turns people off when I can't really talk about much else, since I mostly like talking about my job as an interdimensional researcher that I can't really talk about with normal people." He says as he scratches the back of his head.
"And, well, it's true that I'm not exactly the best-looking guy around, either, so there's that, too." He finishes pointedly with a small shrug, looking back to the holovision.
"Hey, don't say that about yourself, I think you look pretty good!" Julie says with a small smile, once again very lightly punching his shoulder in his assurance.
He gives a small laugh. "It's alright, Julie, I'm not about to go crying myself to sleep over it or anything. I'm fine, really. You don't have to say that to make me feel better."
"What? I'm not just saying that." Julie says as she sits up straighter from her reclined position on the couch, surprising Mags a bit. "I mean, you take care of yourself, your fur always looks nice, you've got a great fashion sense, you've got a good-looking face, and I've got say that those glasses you got look pretty spiffy on you, too." She says, gesturing to him. "You do look good, Mags, trust me."
His eyes widen slightly at the compliment. "Oh, well… Erm… Thanks, Julie." He says dumbly.
"And, hey, like I said, you've got a great personality, too! You're smart, you're nice, you care about your friends, and you're funny, too—even if it's because you're a smartass sometimes." Julie says with a smile. "If you were really that boring, I sure as hell would've stopped hanging out with you a long time ago. But as-is, I love hanging out with you, Mags, or else I wouldn't be sitting here in your house watching shitty sitcoms at like, midnight." She finishes amusedly.
Mags stares at her for a few moments as she maintains her smile, looking back into his eyes before he eventually huffs a small laugh through his nose with a fond smile.
"If only every other girl I tried to get with was like you, Julie, then I wouldn't be sitting here complaining to you." He comments.
"Well, if they really didn't want to get with you, then I'd say they're just a couple of bitches, and it's their loss." Julie says firmly, crossing her arms.
"Yeah, I guess you're right." Mags says contentedly as he returns his attention back to the holovision, shortly before Julie does as well, giving a satisfied nod with a smile.
They see that there are still ads playing from when they began this little talk, with the one right now advertising some drama show that will have its very emotional season finale in only three days, telling viewers to be sure not to miss it.
But Mags wasn't paying it much attention, instead stealing glances over to Julie as she too watched along, clearly with little interest, judging by that look in her eyes that he knew too well, that look of boredom almost always precluding a mischievous smile and the very much feared words of 'I have an idea.'
This time, however, Mags was the one to break the silence as he finally turns his head to look back at her fully.
"Have you had any luck?" He reluctantly asks, rubbing the back of his head.
"…Nah." Julie says, shaking her head. "I guess I'm in the same boat as you. I've just spent so much time in my work for the Council and Weapons Division that I can't really talk with normal people anymore."
She then gives a sigh, shrugging her shoulders.
"And, well, guys who manage to stay with me for more than ten minutes just tell me that I am way too much of a handful to deal with." She says, looking away.
However, instead of some reassurance, she hears Mags gives a little snicker, making Julie snap over to him with a frown.
"Hey, isn't this the part where you say 'No, it's okay, Julie, they're totally wrong, don't listen to them, they don't know what they're talking about'?" She pouts.
"No, they're right. You are a handful." Mags says with a smile, much to her chagrin.
But as Julie opens her mouth to argue with him, he quickly follows up with a raised finger, cutting her off.
"But, I like that about you." He states, still holding a smile. "Because while you may be called a lot of things, 'boring' sure as hell isn't one of them. I mean, nearly every little thing with you is an adventure in and of itself, and I like being along for the ride—even if I have to be the one to steer it away from total chaos sometimes."
Julie looks at him for a few seconds, caught off guard by that unexpectedly genuine follow-up, Mags still looking back at her with a smile.
She then turns her head away while wearing a small one of her own.
"Thanks." She utters.
"Don't mention it." Mags says fondly, turning back to the holovision once more.
They sit in silence for another handful of commercials, watching as the holovision turns back into the sitcom they were originally watching. But Julie wasn't watching it at all, instead bouncing something around in her mind while constantly glancing over to Mags, mulling something over before she decides to open her mouth.
"You know…" She says a little dramatically, rolling her eyes, "Those guys were also telling me that I'm just too damn ugly to even stomach to look at for more than five seconds, and that really sucked." She declares, looking over to him with a 'woe is me' expression.
Mags then laughs, breaking his gaze away from the sitcom as he looks at her.
"Do you just want me to tell you you're pretty, Julie?" He asks amusedly.
She shrugs, wearing a smirk.
"Maybe." She states innocently.
He gives another chuckle, rolling his eyes. "Alright, you are pretty, Julie, I'll give you that. Even though you smell like gunpowder half the time, and you sometimes have singed fur or a few burn scars from being a little overzealous with a new design, you are still a good-looking person."
However, her smirk falls off her face as she instead gives a small frown while crossing her arms. "Hey, I was nicer than that when I was saying how attractive you are, dick!" She pouts.
"Wait, attractive?" Mags repeats with surprise, widening his eyes. "I don't think that's the word you used to describe me earlier."
"Oh…" Julie replies, her annoyed demeanor faltering for a moment, realizing what she said. "Well… Didn't it kinda go without saying?" She asks, furrowing her brows while raising an uncertain hand.
"I mean… I guess?" He says, scratching the back of his head.
"Yeah. And… If I said that, then I think you owe me a little more than 'I smell like gunpowder' to make it even." Julie says, her usual bite returning to her voice as she smirks, raising her head haughtily.
Once again, Mags begins to stare at her, wearing an odd look on his face as she sees his eyes dart up and down herself, seemingly not knowing what to make of this development.
And for some reason, seeing his eyes wander like that on her, it made her feel… nice.
But before she could chew on that little tidbit, she is broken out of her thoughts as Mags chuckles, rolling his eyes as he shifts on the couch, resting an arm on the backrest as he fully faces her, wearing a soft smile.
"Alright, fine." He begins. "Even though you do smell like gunpowder, it honestly just adds to your prettiness, in my opinion. You don't care about what people think about you, and you just have this awesome confidence about you with everything you do. And even though you sometimes have singed fur and scars, it doesn't do anything to make you less attractive, because you still have those bright eyes and beautiful smile, and you still have that same laugh that can't help but make others laugh along with you—especially me. And when you don't have singed fur, then you are borderline perfect, like you're a top model in a fashion magazine that's also about guns for some reason."
Julie stares at him with a dumbfounded look, stunned into a surprised silence, making him return a smug smile.
"That good enough for you, then?" He asks innocently.
She snaps out of her thoughts as she manages to give a small nod.
"Y-Yeah, I think we're even, now." She sputters.
He gives a nod. "Good."
Once again, they return their attention back to the holovision, but neither of them pay any attention to it, now both too caught up in their thoughts after he unloaded all of that, now just lingering in the air between them, filling it with a kind of tension that was… not unlikeable, they both had to admit.
It is a few anxious minutes before Julie coyly glances over to Mags, then back to the holovision, and back at him again, chewing on her lip all the while before she decides to break the silence.
"You… You really mean all that?" She asks a little quietly, lacking her usual careless confidence.
Mags doesn't reply for a moment, making her feel nervous for some reason, almost making her want to just tell him to forget it before he looks down, scratching the back of his head.
"I mean… Yeah." He says with a shrug. "I did."
Neither of them says anything for another tense minute, and unbeknownst to the other, they could feel their own heart pound as they're swept with a strange new feeling. A feeling that makes Julie feel more than a little warm and fuzzy inside, prompting her to give a small, warm smile as something suddenly pops into her head.
"You know…" She says quietly, scooting a little closer to Mags on the couch. "I… Can't say I hate the idea of us being… You know… 'Us'." She states with a shrug.
Mags snaps his gaze up from the floor and instead over to her with wide eyes, seeing how she was nervously fiddling with her fingers in her lap. "W-What do you mean?"
"Well, you know…" She replies, rolling her eyes. "We both just said how we like each other, and how we're also both having problems in the relationship department. So… You know… Why not give it a try?" She asks with a coy shrug.
Mags gulps, fully understanding what she meant. "I-I mean… I can't say I'm… Opposed to the idea at least."
Julie perks up a bit at this, smiling a bit more, but Mags continues.
"But—What if it doesn't work out, or something?" He asks anxiously, rubbing the back of his head. "I mean, I don't want things to get weird between us. I really like you as a friend, Julie, I really do, and… I don't want to ruin that if this doesn't work out for whatever reason." He says, looking away a bit.
Julie slumps with an unimpressed look.
"Mags, we've known each other for like, twenty years at least." Julie says flatly, rolling her eyes. "We practically know everything about each other. If there was going to be something that would break us up, it would definitely have to be more than some dumb relationship. If it doesn't work out, then we're just gonna get over it like every other thing that's put some strain between us."
He mulls over her argument a bit as she smiles, raising her eyebrows while looking at him expectantly, right before he returns one of her one.
"I… Guess you're right about that." He states with some more optimism. "If I'm still your friend after the way you destroyed Taurus, then I guess I don't know what it'll take to split us up for good, then, huh?"
"Right? Exactly." She states with a nod, right before registering what he said, and looking away while rubbing the back of her head with a nervous laugh. "Erm… Sorry again for that, by the way. I really didn't mean to wreck—"
To her surprise, she's cut off as he scoots over closer to her as well—now right up next to her on the couch, and places his hand on top of hers resting on the cushion, prompting a wide-eyed look from her, seeing a warm smile on his face.
"Hey, like I said, I forgave you, didn't I?" He says softly. "And, if we really are going to try out this thing between us, then I say we make sure we don't start it off on a sour note like that, huh?"
She looks at his hand resting on hers, and back up to his face, then back down at their hands, then back up to his face once more. And after a few moments of finally registering what was happening, she slowly returns a warm smile as well, turning over her hand on the cushion to grip his in return.
"Yeah, you're right." She whispers.
They then just rest there, sitting on the couch mere inches away from each other, staring into each other's eyes as they smile, just drinking in this strange new feeling of the idea of 'us'—and enjoying it as well.
And despite how strange it felt to have this feeling between this person they've known for a good part of their lives… Both of them agreed that it felt good. Really good. Like it was only the most natural thing in the world.
Slowly, Julie starts to lean forward, and Mags takes the signal to lean forward as well, their eyes slowly closing as they near to each other. They start to feel the other's soft breath dance across their lips, and in a moment later, they make electrifying contact with each other as they kiss each other.
This new feeling between them was instantly multiplied a hundred-fold as they feel butterflies in their stomachs, their hearts pounding, and minds racing as they can hardly believe that they were really kissing each other, not wanting to break from it anytime soon.
They find that their mouths start to open a little more, and their tongues soon meet, sending another wave of gratifying pleasure through their bodies. And as their tongues danced in each other's mouths, their hands start to wrap onto the other's body, holding each other tightly against themselves in a fierce moment of passion, savoring their touch and enjoying their warmth.
Soon, however, the lack of oxygen makes them begrudgingly break from their kiss, opening their eyes for the first time as they catch a breath and stare into the other's half-lidded gaze, wearing dumb smiles.
"I… Wow…" Mags breathes.
"Why haven't we done this sooner?" Julie asks.
"I have no clue. But… I say that we should start making up for all that lost time." He says playfully, which makes Julie giggle.
"Agreed."
And with that, they resume passionately making out with each other in a fierce embrace, their hands starting to become a little more active as they start rubbing the other's back, and anxiously wander to explore further.
They quickly learn to breathe through their mouths in the middle of their embrace so that they don't have to break apart to end their kissing prematurely once again, instead wanting to use all of their time together to indulge in this new desire for the other that had suddenly been awakened in them.
After a few minutes, however, Mags feels Julie's hands slowly migrate away from his back, and slowly to his sides, pausing for a moment—whether it be from reluctance or want to feel that part of his body as well—but it steadily resumes its way to his chest.
And, confirming his admittedly excited suspicions, one hand rests on his pec while the other begins to slowly travel down his stomach, giving a wonderfully tingly sensation as she does so.
And when it makes contact with the growing bulge in his pants, he involuntary lets out a small grunt in surprise, making Julie quickly break from the kiss with wide eyes.
"Ah, shit, am I doing this wrong?" She asks worriedly, immediately retreating her hands from his body.
"Wha—no!" Mags quickly reassures her, surprised and admittedly more than a little disappointed from the sudden stop to the action. "I was just… Surprised is all. A good kind of surprised, though, don't worry!"
She relaxes visibly, but there is still a small look of doubt in her eyes as she glances down, then back up at him. However, Mags could also see something carnal resting just behind that doubt, as well, the conflict in her mind displayed through how she nervously chewed on her bottom lip.
"You… You don't think we're moving too fast or anything, right?" She asks sheepishly.
He pauses for a moment, thinking about her words, and even through the definitely biased side of his mind simply begging her to keep going, his more rational mind was inclined to respond to her statement with a shake of his head nonetheless.
"No. I mean, it's not like we're a couple of strangers who just met each other at a bar a few hours ago or anything, right? We've known each other for… forever. And, it's okay, Julie… I want this, don't you worry." He says in a soft tone, reaching for her hand that was once again nervously fiddling with the other in her lap. "Do you, though?"
She gives him a reluctant look, biting her lip slightly before taking a quick glance down towards Mag's increasingly tight pants, and back up to him before giving a small nod.
"Yeah, I do." She whispers, wearing a tiny smile.
He gives her a smile. "Alright. Just let me know if you wanna stop or anything, okay?"
"Okay." She replies quietly, pure love and tenderness spilling from her smile she returns.
He smiles, and leans forward once more, and Julie doing the same, and they begin resuming their kissing as their hands return to each other's backs.
Mags feels Julie's hand once again begin moving across his body, but this time, he feels a little less reluctance in her movements, now emboldened by his assurance of what they're doing was right. They make their way onto his chest again, pausing once more, before a hand once again rests onto his crotch.
This time, Julie doesn't break from the kiss as Mags feels her hand start to rub him through his pants. However, he feels her kissing get a little less intense, as if her mind was too busy focusing on her hand's task, but he wasn't complaining by a long shot. And as she began to trace up and down his shaft, squeezing it ever so slightly, Mags didn't doubt that his kissing suffered as well while his mind was a little preoccupied at the sensation, sending shivers through his body.
And as Julie sat there, exploring his dick through the surface of his pants, she breaks the kiss once again, but doesn't retreat her hands. Instead, she looks up to Mags, and back down at his crotch.
He was about to ask her what was wrong, but he sees her fiddling with the button on his pants, and it suddenly becomes loose around his waist as it pops open. She then rests her hand on his zipper, and he hears her take a breath before she slowly pulls it down, revealing his underwear, stretched taut from his dick trying to escape the thin fabric.
Finally, with one last, excited-yet-hesitant movement, she takes the waistband, and pulls it down, allowing his dick to spring free, standing fully erect before her on full display.
"Oh… Wow." She breathes, eyes wide as she gulps. "Yep, this is happening."
"A-Are you uncomfortable?" Mags asks worriedly.
"No!" She suddenly replies, snapping back up to his eyes for a moment before her gaze once again drops down. "I'm just… surprised, is all. Can't say I planned doing… this tonight." She says, still transfixed onto him. "Especially not with you of all people. Erm, no offense, that is." She adds, flicking her eyes back up to him for another instant, uttering a tiny, nervous laugh.
"None taken." He replies, giving a small chuckle. "I can't say I expected this, either. But then again, I can't say I'm complai—Ah…"
He is cut off as he instead utters a small moan, feeling her hand gently wrap around his cock, and his sudden interruption makes Julie look back up at him with concern.
"Shit, am I doing it wrong?" She asks worriedly.
"N-No, you're doing perfect!" He reassures her. "Just… Didn't expect it to feel so good, is all."
"Oh, phew." She says with relief, renewing her grasp onto his shaft once more, making him quietly suck in a breath at this new but wholly amazing sensation. "Alright, just… Let me know if I'm messing up, then."
"W-Will do…" He breathes.
She then starts to slowly stroke it up and down, more as if she was exploring it rather than exclusively trying to pleasure Mags. Luckily for her, though, she was doing that last part just fine, if his small sounds of pleasure were any indication. And after a minute or so, now more comfortable with the geography of his member, she decides to pick up the pace a little bit, being sure to give it more of a firm grip as well, very much relishing the fact that she was jerking off Mags at this very moment, that thought—accompanied with his dounds—making her feel very hot down below.
But then, she looks up from his dick, up to his face—the look of pleasure on his features exciting her greatly as he leans back into the cushion, eyes closed and mouth agape.
She leans forward and takes him into a kiss, much to his surprise, with one hand resting on his chest while the other continues to stroke him. Mags eagerly returns the embrace, placing his hands on her shoulders before slowly moving them down, and cupping her breasts.
As he makes contact, Julie lets out a small moan in his mouth, encouraging Mags to continue. He gently squeezes her modest breasts, feeling how soft and warm they are, even through her shirt. And as he rubs them, he feels slight bumps of her nipples through the material, and he decides to rub them with his thumbs, prompting another pleasure moan from Julie.
But after a few moments of fondling her boobs, Julie breaks the kiss, and lets go of his dick, much to his disappointment.
"What is it?" Mags asks, his voice husky. "I-Is something wrong?"
"Yeah." Julie replies with a smirk as she reaches to the hem of her shirt. "It's getting a little hot in here."
Mags watches with bated breath as she pulls her shirt over her head, presenting him with a view of her plain black bra. Almost before he could register it, she then reaches behind her, and in a single deft movement, unclasps it, allowing it rest freely on her shoulders before she simply slides the straps off of her arms and tosses the whole thing away haphazardly, still looking into his eyes that were glued to her chest.
And with that, her upper body remained completely bare, making Mags' jaw drop slightly as he looks onto her now naked breasts.
"Well?" She asks with a sly smile and lascivious look in her eyes, unashamedly shaking her chest a bit in emphasis. "Whaddya think?"
He swallows, staring at them for about five solid seconds before prying his eyes away from them to look back into her eyes.
"I take back what I said earlier."
Her smile drops as she instead tilts her head slightly in confusion. "Huh? What do you mean?"
With a smile, he picks up his hands and rests them on her shoulders. "You're not just pretty, Julie. You are beautiful."
Her eyes widen at his firm declaration, and she somehow feels herself get a little hotter—something she didn't think was possible—right before looking away bashfully with a small smile on her face.
"T-Thanks." She squeaks out.
Mags smiles even more, thinking that her reaction was pretty cute, and he looks back down to her breasts. They were a bit on the smaller side, but he didn't care one bit as he slowly places his hands onto them, making Julie shudder as she feels has warm palm and fingers lightly dig into her sensitive flesh, which felt more than electrifying.
He squeezes and rubs them once more just as he did with her shirt on, right before he gently traces his thumbs around her erect nipples, making her suck in a sharp breath.
"A-Ah, I'm a little sensitive there…" She whispers, closing an eye.
"Oh?" Mags asks with a smirk, raising an eyebrow.
He then lightly pinches them, rubbing them between his fingers, making her moan even more. Excited by the reaction, he then leans down and takes one into his mouth, sucking on it as he swirls his tongue around her nipple.
"Oh, fuck, Mags." Julie utters as she holds his head with one hand. "That feels awesome…"
While he uses his mouth to pleasure one of her tits, he makes sure to give the other proper attention with his other hand as well, playing with her nipple with rubbing and slight pinching while squeezing the rest of her mound with his remaining fingers and palm. He's left with a free hand, which eventually finds its way onto her leg, slowly traveling down to her inner thigh, ready to stop if he meets any resistance from her.
But instead, he feels her hand return to his cock, and her legs part slightly to invite his touch. He notices how her stroking suddenly feels a little less focused than it did earlier, but he took it as a sign that he was doing a good job on making her feel just as good as she did him.
He moves his hand from her thigh to the mound of her crotch, able to feel the heat radiating from it even through the material. He traces a finger along the slit that he could feel through her pants, making Julie moan as she rests her head on his shoulder.
Only a few seconds later, though, Mags picks his head up, and using his other hand, rests it on her cheek to gently pick up her head, taking her into a passionate kiss as they continue to stroke each other, with moans occasionally escaping into each other's mouths.
After a few minutes of this mutual pleasuring, however, Julie breaks from the kiss and lets go of him, making Mags look back at her with a mixture of disappointment and worry.
"What are you—"
He suddenly freezes as he sees Julie give him a sly smile, sliding off the couch to instead kneel between his legs, right in front of his eagerly anticipating dick, lightly bouncing with his racing heartbeat.
Mags swallows. "O-Oh." He utters. "That's what you're doing."
"Is that going to be a problem?" She asks, using her hand lazily stroke him as she continues to look into his eyes, filled with pure carnal desire.
He shakes his head vigorously. "Erm, nope. Not at all."
"Good." She says happily. "But… Just let me know when you're about to… You know, finish, alright?"
He gives her a hasty thumbs-up, to which she returns a smile and a nod before switching her focus back onto his member, still stroking it, before taking in a deep breath and placing her tongue at the bottom of his shaft, and giving it a long lick up to the tip, making him shiver in his seat.
"Oh… F-Fuck…" Mags breathes, closing his eyes at the near-overwhelming pleasure.
She takes this as a good sign, and continues licking his cock, finding that she enjoyed Mags' taste, and his reaction even more, making her become very excited and hot down below.
It's only a few licks later that she then decides to take the next step, and opens her mouth to take in the tip of his dick, resting a hand on his thigh as she begins gently sucking on his tip, allowing her tongue to swirl around his tip, the salty taste of his precum making her feel even more horny as he began to moan even more, tightly gripping onto the couch he was sitting on.
And as she suckled on him, her free hand began to snake down into her panties, where she began lightly teasing herself to help alleviate some of this mind-numbingly intense heat, rubbing her clit with her fingers as they began to get slick with her excitement.
"Y-You're, ah, really good at this, Julie…" Mags moans, opening his eyes a bit to look down at her, to which she looks back up at him and smiles as she continues to suck on his dick.
Emboldened by his praise, she then moves onto the main event of beginning to bob her head up and down his shaft, still sucking, and removes a hand from his thigh to instead begin lightly playing with his balls, rolling them in her fingers as he then rests a hand on her head, sucking in a sharp breath.
"Mmm, yep, that's better." He mutters with a moan, closing his eyes as he throws his head back into the couch's backrest.
Julie then begins to finger herself in her pants, absolutely loving how much pleasure she was giving him, exciting her all the same.
But as she sucked on him, bobbing her head up and down, playing with his balls, eyes closed as she focuses purely on these wonderful sensations along with her own masturbation, it's only a few minutes later that she suddenly feels Mags' hand tapping on her head, prompting her to open her eyes to look back up at him.
"Julie, I'm, ah, almost there…" He tells her, opening an eye to look back at her.
She then stops sucking him, taking his dick out of her mouth as a trail of saliva branches between his tip and her mouth, to which she then uses her hand to begin jerking him off instead of fondling his balls.
"Good." She tells him lecherously with a smile, staring at him with half-lidded eyes. "Because I wanna see you cum and—"
"Wait, wait, wait, no, stop." He suddenly tells her, raising a hand to place over hers, halting her stroking.
"Erm, wait, what?" She asks dumbly. "A-Am I doing something wrong?" She asks, losing her sexy attitude as it's replaced with a mixture of worry and disappointment in her tone.
"N-No, you're doing perfect!" He reassures her with a smile. "Just… A little too perfect, is the thing. I'm getting close, and… Well… I don't want to ruin this couch." He says a little timidly, gesturing to the piece of furniture between them.
"Oh, yeah… Right." Julie says dumbly, looking at it between them. "Yeah… That'd be an awkward stain to explain to Kaden and Ratchet, huh?"
"Yeah. But, you know… I don't have to worry too much about staining my bedsheets." Mags follows up with a smirk.
He sees that lecherous look return in her eye once again as she smirks right along with him. "Then let's not waste time, then. Come on!"
She grabs his hand and stands up from the floor, heading off towards his bedroom while he follows along, a little surprised and caught off-guard as he holds up his pants with his free hand.
"Wha—Hey, shouldn't I be the one leading you to my bedroom?" He argues indignantly.
"What's the matter? Don't like the view from back there?" Julie asks smugly over her shoulder.
Mags then looks down, and realizes that this view of her topless body walking in front of him was an excellent sight to him—especially with the way her butt moved each time she took a step, wondering to himself how he never really paid attention to just how great it looked.
"…No. Good point."
It's only a few seconds later that they finally enter the bedroom, to which she grabs onto him, looking into his eyes before embracing him into a kiss which he eagerly returns, all the while being acutely aware of the wonderful feeling of her bare breasts pressing up against him. They make their way over to the bed, locked in their embrace, before they sit down on the edge of it.
As they furiously make out, Mags drops his pants, freeing his bottom half from his clothing as he hears Julie undoing her own. They break the kiss as Mags takes off his top, Julie following suit as she then shuffles out of her pants, kicking them aside.
And as they finish stripping, they stop and take a moment to gaze at one another's naked bodies sitting on the bed, drinking in this magnificent sight before them, wondering how in the hell how they never seemed to notice just how sexy the other looked.
Well, actually, they were only mostly naked, as Mags sees that Julie was still wearing a modest pair of panties, albeit with a noticeably dark spot growing on them, made worse by how she played with herself only minutes ago.
"Erm, why'd you leave them on?" Mags asks, dumbly pointing to them.
She simply smiles as she scoots up further onto the bed, resting her head on the pillow. "Well, I got to take your underwear off myself, so… You know… I thought it'd only be fair to let you return the favor." She says, lifting her legs into the air as she snaps her waistband with a giggle.
Mags smiles as well as he crawls up onto the bed as well, kneeling in front of her. He leans down, and grips onto the waistband on either side of her body, and starts to slowly pull them down. She lifts her butt off the bed for just a moment to assist him, and raises her legs once more to allow him to completely slide them off before he tosses them over his shoulder to the rest of her clothes at the foot of the bed, looking back down at her just in time to see her slowly spread her legs, revealing her slit and the rest of her naked body in all her glory.
"Wow…" He breathes, his eyes wide with arousal and wonder. "I have no idea how it took me this long to realize just how hot you are, Julie."
She giggles. "You're pretty hot yourself, Mags." She says, shamelessly drinking in the sight of his naked kneeling body between her legs.
He slowly takes a hand and traces a finger across her very wet slit, making her moan in pleasure, biting her lip. And after a few more gentle caresses of her labia, he slowly uses a finger to enter her, making her suck in a breath as he starts to gently finger her.
"Oh, fuck, Mags, that feels good…" She moans.
She starts to grope her own breasts, moaning along as Mags used his other hand to rub her swelling clit, sending wave upon wave of pure ecstatic pleasure rippling throughout her body, to which she was sure to vocalize. She enjoys the steady rhythm he was getting into, and can feel the climax she was building up earlier start rise from deep within her.
But then, she suddenly feels Mags retreating his hands from her, making her look back down at him in disappointment.
"Hey, why'd you—OH!" She cries out in a surprised yet pleasured moan, as she suddenly feels Mags lick her pussy, bringing his tongue from the base of her slit all the way to her clit, to which he gives a little flick before smiling at her.
"Well, you decided to use your mouth, so I figured I should return the favor." He says lecherously, using her words against her with a smirk.
"K-Keep returning it, then, don't stop!" She tells him in a playfully disgruntled tone, unable to help but smile back as her face was contorted into an expression of ecstasy.
"Will do." He says as he instantly goes in for another lick, making her throw her head back into the pillow as she practically whines in pleasure, tightly gripping onto the bedsheets next to her.
He licks her labia a few more times, but then goes and inserts a tongue into her vagina proper, and begins flicking it around as he cups his mouth over the rest of her pussy, gently sucking on it, and finding that he enjoyed her taste very much.
And as he does, He then feels Julie grab his head and squeeze it a bit with her thighs as she involuntarily flexed out of the pure electrifying ecstasy she was feeling from the sensation. He didn't complain though, instead flicking his tongue inside even deeper, licking her inner walls, trying to pleasure her as much as he could while her moans were growing louder and louder.
After a few minutes, right as Julie was beginning to feel a climax start to build once more, the mind-shatteringly intense feeling of his tongue inside of her soon disappears, and she shoots open her eyes as she looks back down once more in disappointment.
"Hey, why'd you… oh."
She trails off as she sees Mags kneeling before her, his dick standing at full attention, right in front of her now very wet pussy. She sees Mags looking back down at their crotches' close proximity as well for a moment, right before looking back up at her, the want being very clear in his eyes, but held back with slight nervousness.
She could sense the unspoken question his features gave, and she gives him a small nod in confirmation.
"Are you sure, though?" He asks apprehensively. "I… Don't want to do something that you might regret."
She stares at him in disbelief for a few moments, right before she rolls her eyes with a loud groan.
"Mags, if I was going to regret any of this, I think it'd be well before I sucked your dick or having you eat me out just now." She says flatly. "Are you having any regrets right now?"
He was surprised at her boldness, kneeling a little straighter, but he vigorously shakes his head. "Erm—No, of course not!"
"And neither am I." She replies, right before her features relax, giving him a reassuring smile. "But… Thanks for thinking of me, though. I appreciate it. I'm glad you care."
He returns a warm smile as well. "Of course I care about you, Julie. The last thing I'd ever want to do is hurt you, believe me."
"I do." She tells him with a nod, right before looking down at his throbbing member waiting below. "But, uh… Are we going to stand around here naked all day, or are we actually going to get onto the… main event?" She finishes seductively with a smirk, reaching down to spread her lips in invitation.
Mags says nothing, opting instead to give a nod before placing a hand on one of her knees, using the other to take hold of his dick, pointing it to her entrance before slowly moving in. The instant their flesh touch, it sends electric tingles throughout both of their bodies; a pleasure that made their prior activities pale in comparison to what they were feeling now, almost making their minds go blank with pleasure.
Mags' tip slowly enters her, made all the easier by how excited she was, and feeling assured that he was in proper position, gives a small thrust to test it, making sure to not go too fast or hard to make it easier on her. And as the length of his dick becomes enveloped in her pussy, both of them give a small, involuntary gasp at the burst of pleasure.
"Wow…" They both whisper in unison.
He pulls it back once more, and gives another thrust without hesitation, sending another wave of pleasure through their bodies. And within seconds, he begins to set a steady pace, the both of them savoring every moment and every minute movement of his thrusting as they begin to lightly moan, Mags holding onto her knees on either side of him while Julie grips the bedsheets beneath her.
"Are you good?" Mags asks breathily, looking down at her as he gripped onto her knees on either side of him.
"More than good…" She replies in a husky voice. "It feels a… ah… a lot bigger than it looks." She answers while giving him a smile.
"Oh, should I slow down, then, or—"
"Fuck no." She hastily answers. "Go faster."
"Sure thing." He says happily as he picks up the pace.
He begins pumping faster, much to both of their delight, and after a few moments, he leans down to prop his hands up on either side of her for better support. They take advantage of his new position, and they begin to kiss once more, Julie wrapping her hands around his body to squeeze him closer until he was practically laying on top of her.
They break their kiss only to come up for breaths, which were growing heavier as they went on. Although neither of them said it, they could both sense what they were thinking aside from the pure ecstasy, which was the mixture of regret and a slight indignant anger in the fact that it took them this long to end up like this.
Any weirdness they initially had when they started was now completely melted away. Now, this only felt right, like they were complete and needed nothing else except the other's embrace. Neither of them wanted this to end, but they internally made a promise that when it inevitably and unfortunately did, it sure as hell wouldn't be the last time. It was going to be the first of many to come—in more ways than one.
"Faster, Mags…" She tells him breathlessly in between another one of their kisses.
He doesn't respond, only obliging her request as he picks up the pace even more, making her hug him even tighter as she buries her head into his shoulder.
"Oh, fuck…" She moans. "You feel amazing!"
"So do you," He replies in between breaths. "F-Fuck, you feel so tight!"
They each begin to moan in pleasure, Julie now having wrapped her legs around his lower back, practically hanging onto him as she mutters variations of 'oh, fuck' and 'yes' into his shoulder as he focuses on pounding into her. It is only about a minute later that Julie starts to say something else.
"F-Faster, I'm about to cum…" She says.
"M-Me, too." He says.
He then starts pounding her like there's no tomorrow, the explosion of pleasure about to reach a tipping point as they start moaning even louder.
"J-Julie?" Mags asks, about to reach his climax.
"Y-Yeah?" She replies, only half-focusing on his words.
"I-I… I love you!" He calls out.
And with that, he feels her inner walls suddenly contract as she muffles what could only be described as a yell filled with pure carnal energy as he gives one last, deep thrust before he unloads in her, holding onto her tightly in his grip.
She returns the favor as well, squeezing him as her arms and legs around him grip onto him tighter as she rides her orgasm, which was nothing short of electrifying as she gasps in pleasure. It felt like an hour, but it tapers off after only a few moments before their bodies recover from the intensity, the room quiet except for their heavy breaths.
Julie unwraps her legs from his back, and he slides his member out of her as he lays down next to her, the both of them heavily panting and staring up at the ceiling as they recover from the strenuous exercise they both endured.
"Holy shit…" She breathes. "That… Was definitely the best sex I've ever had."
"Same here." Mags agrees. "You were amazing."
She turns her head to look at him, giving him a smile. "Not as good as you and your… Well, I guess he isn't such a little friend, actually." She says, looking down to his shrinking dick, still slick with both of their fluids.
He chuckles a little, looking down at it too before returning his gaze back onto her face, taking his hand and resting it on top of hers in between them before holding it with a tender grip.
She looks back down at it in mild surprise, however, making Mags furrow his brows in worry. "What? Is this not okay or something?" He asks, admittedly a little fearful if that was the case.
"No!" She quickly reassures him, her face also displaying worry at the question as he feels her squeeze back on his hand tightly, right before it quickly relaxes along with her expression.
"Erm, no, this is… Alright." She tells him more gently with a small smile, squeezing his hand again, but with intentional care rather than the instinctual grip she just gave. "I like it."
He breathes an internal sigh of relief as he too smiles at her. "Okay, good." He whispers. "Me too."
They say nothing for a few moments, opting instead to just appreciate the other's presence, looking into their eyes as they bask in the afterglow, not even really paying attention to the fact that they were both naked right now, instead focused on the fact that they held the other in their hands, feeling all warm and fuzzy from the simple yet amazing sensation.
"So, uh…" Mags speaks up softly, breaking the silence as he coyly looks away. "Where… Exactly do we go from here?"
She furrows her brow in confusion. "What do you mean?"
He gives a small shrug. "Well… I guess we're a thing now, right?"
"Erm, I'd say so, yeah." She says with a nod, albeit slightly confused. "I mean, I'd hope so considering what we just did."
"Yeah, and if that's the case… Now what?" He asks. "Are we supposed to, like… Do anything different than we normally would? You know, as like… Boyfriend and girlfriend?"
She mulls over his idea for a few moments, looking away in thought while quietly humming to herself, but then she shakes her head, looking back at him.
"No, I don't think so." She says. "I mean… If we are boyfriend and girlfriend now, it doesn't mean that we have to do stuff we normally wouldn't. Like, we're still going to go to work together, I'm going to be shooting some new guns, you're going to go out and explore some new dimensions, and you're probably still going to get on my ass about my piloting skills, anyway, right?"
"I… Guess that's true." He agrees, albeit with an amused smile at that last part, uttering a soft laugh through his nose.
She nods. "Yeah. And we're still going to have our little nights to unwind like we normally do, too. Except, you know, now we have another way to… Unwind." She says with a lecherous smirk. "And it's definitely a hell of a lot better than watching cheesy sitcoms, wouldn't you say so?"
He chuckles, gripping onto her hand even tighter as he rolls onto his side to face her better, wearing a warm smile. "You know it." He says fondly. "I can't wait to unwind with you some more, then."
She giggles, rolling onto her side to face him as well, the both of them mere inches from each other as she smiles back at him.
"Sweet." She says contentedly. "Because I think I like sex with you better than firing a RYNO."
"Good to know." He says amusedly, sidling up right up to her as he uses his free arm to wrap it around her, pulling her in tight against him, which she doesn't protest against one bit. "Mmm… You're warm, too. I like it."
"Me too." She replies ,wrapping an arm around him as well, shamelessly burying her face in the white fur of his chest. "You make a good pillow."
"You too." He says with a smile as he rests his chin on the top of her head, gently stroking her back, savoring the feeling of her naked body pressed against his, and how warm she was, and how soft her bare fur felt up against his, never realizing how much he loved snuggling until this moment, quietly humming happily as he closes his eyes in bliss.
However, after a minute or two of their snuggling, he hears Julie softly speak up from his chest, breaking away a bit to look back up at him.
"You know… Did you… Really mean it when you said that just now, though?" She asks sheepishly, him feeling her hand nervously tighten onto his.
"Said what?" He asks, furrowing his brows. "The thing about you being a good pillow? Because yes."
"No, not that." She says, shaking her head. "About… You saying you love me." She replies coyly. "Was that, like, just a thing you said in the heat of the moment or…"
She trails off, looking away bashfully, making Mags gives a soft chuckle, not used to seeing her so quiet and nervous, but loving this side of her as he lets go of her hand to instead rest it on her cheek, making her look back at him as he gives her a soft, warm smile.
"I mean it. I really do." He states contentedly, looking right into her eyes. "I love you, Julie. I honestly can't imagine my life without you, whether you're my girlfriend or best friend, I mean it."
She doesn't speak for a few solid seconds, instead returning a dumbstruck look, making him think for a moment that he broke her somehow, but his fears are assuaged as she then grins like an idiot, placing a hand over his on her cheek while squeezing it.
"I love you, too, Mags. I'm glad you're a part of my life, too." She states with pure joy. "I want to keep you with me forever."
She then leans in, bringing her face up to his, and Mags follows suit, closing his eyes as they begin to kiss once more, holding each other as they laid there in bed, absolutely thrilled and excited to begin living their lives with the close friend they can now call a partner.
