Chapter 10 – The Happiest of Endings
WARNING – Dubious consent in the first scene in that while all parties involved are technically fine with what happens, they both normally wouldn't do it because it breaks the decorum they think they have to adhere to.
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She couldn't track Jay down.
It was bullshit, because he knew better than to go off on his own for extended periods of time without giving Mal a heads up, especially in Auradon – enemy territory. As far as she knew, he'd been heading off into the woods for a quick trip and still hadn't come back yet, hadn't texted or climbed through her window with a hopeful look while he tried not to stare at her and Evie because he really was a hopeless case sometimes.
And then there was the stupid sex magic – which definitely needed to be addressed – at the rate he was going he was asking for a punishment, and maybe that was the goal, but if he thought it was going to be a fun one, he was damn wrong. If anything, this would be a strip-naked-and-get-spanked-while-Evie's-in-the-other-room punishment, where he had to keep himself quiet for fear of discovery, swallow his whines when he really just wanted to rut against something because Jay loved being dominated, as little as he expressed as much. It was what made him and Mal such a great pair. She gave orders, he took the orders.
And now he was being a squirrely asshole, staying out her reach, likely because he knew how damn pissed she was. Mal had gone to the boys' room early in the morning – redressed in her normal, non-fucking clothes – and been annoyed to realize Jay's bed was empty. Carlos's was also empty, but that was because he was sleeping under his, the young De Ville still unused to the luxury of mattresses.
Seeing as her number one source of information was still out cold, Mal decided to reward herself with a nap and crawled into Jay's bed, earning some extra sleep after the sex blanket trial of late last night.
When she woke up again, Carlos was quietly tinkering away at their study table, the room lit by the warm afternoon sun, meaning Mal had inadvertently slept far longer than she'd intended.
And Jay still wasn't back. The shithead.
"You seen Jay?" Mal asked with a grumble, rubbing away the sleep from her eyes as she slid off of Jay's bed with a lazy stretch.
"Nope." Carlos didn't look up from his laptop. "He left yesterday and didn't come back. I thought he was with you."
"That asshole," Mal grumbled. "I'm going to have to cast a tracking spell on him or something, make sure he's not in trouble-"
Mal cut off with a blink, because her clothes felt weird.
She didn't have any other words for it, just that they didn't seem to be sitting the way they should be, which was ridiculous because they were Evie's handiwork, and her creations were flawless, but they felt… tight?
No way had Mal eaten that much since coming to Auradon. They still trained and ran around too much for her garments to suddenly feel pinched, and she realized with a start that the sensation was getting worse, almost like-
Were her clothes shrinking?
"Mal?" Carlos asked, pushing away from his computer to send her a concerned look. "Is everything okay?"
"No," Mal snarled. "My clothes are shrinking. Jay keeps casting stupid sex spells that-"
Fuck, her pants and underwear seemed to dig ruthlessly into her folds, rubbing hard against her clit until she could feel the fabric mold against her. It was so tight that she found herself collapsing back against the bed. It was fortunate that her shirt was a stretchy cotton because it didn't dig into her so much as shrink up her abdomen, clinging to her boobs that seemed desperate to escape the lacy bra Evie insisted Mal use instead of a practical sports bra.
"Mal!" Carlos was by her side in an instant, looking on her form with flushed cheeks. "Can you counter spell it?"
It was hard to think with the burn, but Mal tried, one hand pressed against her groin while the other curled against the material at her chest. "Stupid stakes, stupid trigger, make these things fucking bigger."
There, that was good, straight forward, it should-
"Ah!" Mal's back arched when her breasts seemed to surge in size, her shirt ripping down the middle, bra ripping open until the swollen mounds were exposed to the air, and her pants-
Those seemed to rip too, all through the crotch, until Mal's groin – which was now swollen and leaking and pulsing – was also on display.
"Shit," she hissed, because the dumb remnants of her clothes were still shrinking. "Take a breath, do not stop me, please just get these clothes off me."
In an instant, she was naked, and stuck with her new enlarged, over sensitive body parts, things that seemed to tingle just from being exposed to the air.
"Oh wow," Carlos said, looking her over with a dark flush. "Is it supposed to be that wet?"
"Apparently surprise expansion makes me horny," Mal whined, cursing Jay's existence for making her look so low in front of one of her crew members.
"I hate to tell you this," Carlos began, looking somewhat embarrassed. "But I think they're still um- growing."
"What?" Mal cupped her expanded chest in her hands and groaned at the delicious tingles of heat such benign contact instigated. "Fuck, you're right."
"How do we stop it?" Carlos asked, trying hard not to look at her groin but failing despite himself. "Can you cast another- Mal!"
"I don't know what's happening," Mal gasped, because her body seemed to be moving on its own, shoving Carlos back onto the bed and pawing at his belt, cupping the small bulge growing in his groin.
"Maybe Jay's watching?" Carlos gasped as she finally freed his dick from the confines of his clothes, the modest length wet and flushed. "You know he likes to give us presents-"
"I'm gonna fucking kill him," Mal muttered before she found herself mounting Carlos – a thing she had never done before, had only considered briefly, and a thing her enlarged groin took with zero resistance, Carlos sliding into her like it was nothing.
"Mal," Carlos crooned, shuddering beneath her. "It's so hot, and you keep- you're clutching-"
"I can't help it," Mal said as she squeezed her new chest, rocking herself in a steady rhythm as she fucked herself on Carlos' length. "I can't stop. I want- I want more."
"Mal," Carlos croaked, his voice going to a desperate pitch, and it took Mal a moment to realize that either she was shrinking or he was growing, or maybe both, because the stretch felt better but he was getting so red. "Mal, Mal, Mal."
"It will be okay," Mal panted as she continued to work herself up and down. "It will be alright, Carlos. Don't worry."
"But I've never- it's so hot, I keep- I feel like I'm gonna burst."
"Then do it," Mal hissed. "Just- you know-"
"But Jay really um- he really wanted to- he wanted to do this-"
Fucking hell, did Mal know, but Jay was too much of a gentleman, surprisingly, to ever ask for this, so they just ended up dancing around each other because Mal could ask for a lot of things, but she couldn't ask for that – at least, not until her groin had been magically expanded and her body forced to do so on its own-
"Fuck," Mal breathed when she felt Carlos lose it, when she felt herself lose it as she clamped down around him. She tweaked at her nipples, adding to the pleasure, and was blindsided by the sudden spurts of satisfaction pulsing through her chest, because she was literally gushing out… milk?
She didn't know what it was, only that each new burst left her trembling, had her clamping down around Carlos until he moaned, and with each torturous shift through her nipples, her breasts seemed to shrink, until they were at last respectably sized again.
"…Mal," Carlos moaned when she finally climbed off of him, his slick spilling from between her legs as she flopped down next to him. "That was um- that was really nice."
"Don't get used to it," Mal muttered. "I have no need, nor do I want-"
She flailed again when her hand started moving on its own, Carlos startled when she dragged him on top of her, until she was pushing him down, down her chest, getting his mouth in line with her groin.
"Stop, you stupid spell," Mal hissed, her cheeks heating brightly because this was Carlos, she wasn't supposed to do this shit with Carlos, she was supposed to protect him and keep him nice and sweet and pure.
"Mal," Carlos said, and then he was tentatively licking at her with a light blush, like he actually wanted to-
Mal whined, but he- he took control, urging her legs wide while he started to eat her out with renewed vigor, tongue thrusting deep enough to lap at his own slick, his fingers occasionally brushing against her clit. "Carlos. Carlos."
"I've got you," Carlos murmured, nuzzling her hip. "You always have us, and now I've got you, okay?"
"I- Carlos," Mal crooned, because she didn't seem capable of saying anything else, could only keep a hand curled through Carlos's hair as he went to town on her, lapping at her oversensitive folds until she was writhing nonstop.
When she fell apart again, he licked that clean too, and when Mal tried to pull her hand away it only nudged him towards her groin again, so he got back to work, and when he thought his mouth wasn't enough, he started fingering her, teasing her in a manner she would have expected from Jay but not the young De Ville.
"I think the more you fight it, the more it's going to push," Carlos said as he nuzzled her chest, climbing up so he could suck carefully at her nipples.
"I don't need this," Mal spat, and that ended with his dick inside her once more, her legs wrapped around his waist while he fucked her into the bed, Mal incapable of doing anything but moaning her way through the endless waves of pleasure. "Carlos," Mal panted when she thought she couldn't take it anymore. "Carlos, Carlos, Carlos, please."
"I have you," Carlos urged, and then he was kissing her, lips salty and wet but good, and Mal clung to him in a manner she normally wouldn't have, desperate for comfort, to be the one that followed for once, and overwhelmed when it was Carlos, of all people, that gave it to her.
That time when they broke apart, it seemed like it was really over, and Mal curled into Carlos' chest, unable to fight anymore.
"You okay?" Carlos asked, carding a hand through her hair. "That was pretty intense."
"I'm- I'm good," Mal said, embarrassed but tired. "I'm still gonna kill Jay, but I'm good."
"Maybe don't kill him too much," Carlos offered with a wry grin. "It was pretty good sex."
"I…" Mal didn't want to deny it, for fear of activating the spell again, but she didn't feel comfortable letting things rest either.
"I know you want to look after me," Carlos said, his gaze understanding. "That you want to look after all of us, but that doesn't mean you can't let someone else take the lead every now and then." He sat up with a wry smile, as though Mal's charmed ass hadn't dragged him through a sex marathon. "Come on, I think we need a bath."
"I need to find Jay," Mal protested. "I don't have time- ah."
Her breasts began to swell up again in warning, pressure building behind her nipples like a tease, and Carlos silenced her moan with a kiss that had her coming still.
"Bath time – you and me," he said, tugging her to her feet.
He wrapped an arm around her waist and helped her into the fancy bathroom, and while they waited for the tub to fill, he settled them down on the impractical ottoman that was in their bathroom for some reason, Mal kept in the V of Carlos' legs, her back to his chest while he massaged her breasts, literally milking her while they seemed to perpetually fill, until she was a flushed, whining, mess.
Mal barely batted an eye when he finally eased them into the tub, keeping the same positions, only he allowed her to play with her breasts while he teased a hand between her legs, leaving her moaning helplessly as her hips rocked into his fingers.
So, not quite the afternoon she'd expected.
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Things got hazy after that, but she briefly registered Carlos helping her into some of Jay's spare sweats before she passed out on his bed, and when she woke up later, it was to see Carlos setting down a tray of food on the clean portion of his work table.
"Eat," he ordered without any trace of fear, tugging her out of bed and herding her towards the chair. "And then we problem solve."
"Did you eat?" Mal asked, already thinking of the ways they could split the generous meal – something Auradon kids considered average that was practically a feast by Isle terms.
Carlos nodded, knowing better than to lie to her. "I got something while you were out. Got some information too, but you need to eat first."
"Carlos…" Mal began, because actions needed to be taken, preferably sooner rather than later, but Carlos was immovable.
"Eat," he repeated, so Mal did that.
She was an Isle kid, so it didn't take her long to have her fill and hydrate, squirreling the bag of chips away into Carlos's secret food stash in a way that had the young De Ville flushing before she summoned her boots from wherever she'd banished them to.
"I got a hit on Jay's last known location," Carlos said, immediately catching Mal's attention. "He was seen entering Ben's suite about an hour ago. Unfortunately, he had company."
"What kind of company?" Mal asked, immediately going tense. Had Jay been coerced into something? Dragged unwillingly by an organized group of Auradon loyalists? She wouldn't be surprised if Ben finally made a move against them, she'd been expecting as much – maybe he was the one responsible for this sex stuff? He could be trying to distract Mal so he could get to Jay.
"No coercion," Carlos said as though reading her mind. "He wasn't forced. It's just- apparently he was with Audrey." As if that wasn't bad enough, Carlos continued with, "And also Evie and Chad."
What the fuck was going on?
"And no one's seen Ben all day," Carlos continued. "So he probably hasn't left his suite? I mean, between that and the sex magic – something's going on."
"Audrey got Jay and Chad got Evie," Mal muttered. "Brought them right back to Ben for… something. And none of the Auradon kids approached you while you were getting food?"
If anyone would have been targeted, Mal would have expected it to be Carlos as the perceived weak member of their group. But he'd been untouched, and instead the flirts – Evie and Jay – had been taken. Well, escorted. Seemingly willingly, but Mal was sure there was more to it than that.
Maybe Ben had wanted to see how far they were willing to go.
The thought of it made Mal snarl, had her lacing up her boots in angry motions until she was on her feet once more. "I'm going to pay Benny Boo a visit," she hissed. "You watch the cameras-"
"I'm going with you," Carlos said, hiding his homemade Tasers on the small of his back before slipping some knives into the secret pockets Evie had sewed in their outfits. "I'm not staying behind if the rest of our crew's in there."
Mal sighed. "If this goes bad-"
"Then we stick together."
"You're getting too bold," Mal snapped.
"No, I'm getting just bold enough," Carlos pressed. "You guys are my family. I'm not staying behind. I'm not watching from a distance just because you think I can't fight."
"It's not about that-"
"Then great, let's get going," Carlos declared, and then he was out the door, leaving Mal to scramble after him.
Once they got to the bottom of this shit, Mal was going to be having some words with her underlings. A few weeks in Auradon and they thought it was fine to disregard the rules.
It wouldn't stand, but for now, she had other things to focus on. Such as what the hell Jay and Evie were doing in Ben's room.
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The bad news was that Ben's room had several security checkpoints that required special permission to get through in order to actually visit his suite.
The good news was that Mal had magic and Carlos at her side, which meant the secret passageway that led directly into Ben's suite was theirs for the using and they immediately took advantage of this situation, seeing no point in delaying when Jay and Evie could be in trouble. This was at least their mindset until they pushed through the empty study they'd been let into and moved towards what could only be a bedroom, which was hosting what seemed to be an orgy.
Or, had hosted. Things seemed to have died down now, with Evie marked up and naked, curled against a sleeping Chad Charming, who was cuddled next to Harry fucking Hook, for some damn reason, while Ben just sort of looked on the three of them with a dopey expression from an armchair posed next to the bed, the prince working on a laptop.
Not that he was paying his computer much mind because his gaze was focused on the couch next to him which held Jay. Jay, who was lazily making out with Princess Audrey, the asshole that had torn down Evie and glared at all of them for no reason and apparently, he thought so strongly with his dick that he thought this could be in any way okay.
"Jay, you piece of shit!" Mal snarled, storming into the room as her anger truly gripped her, Carlos jogging to catch up with her. "What the fuck is fucking wrong with you?!"
"Mal!" Jay burst apart from Audrey, both of them staring at her with wide eyes because they weren't enchanted, Mal would feel an enchantment, this was willing intimate contact that Jay should not do, not without Mal's permission and especially not to the asshole princess who spent all her time being a piece of shit to them.
"We can explain," Audrey said – Audrey, who was definitely dating Ben but whose boyfriend apparently had no objections to her making out with another dude while he was right there. "Jay and I went to Wonderland-"
"What makes you think this would be okay?!" Mal snapped, gesturing to the room at large. "And why the fuck is Harry Hook here?!"
"I summoned him," Jay offered, face horribly flushed as the people on the bed started to stir. "With chaos magic. Because um- I'm the new king of Wonderland."
"Mal," Carlos interrupted before she could start yelling again, because that was going to happen, Jay was dead fucking meat. "If they went to Wonderland, maybe that explains all the sex spells."
Jay tensed on the couch. "Did- did you know about those?"
"Of course I fucking knew about those!" Mal snapped. "You're the one that's been casting them on me!"
At that, everyone seemed to freeze. At least, everyone coherent seemed to freeze, and the color seemed to drain out of Jay's face, which was kind of impressive since he had been so red.
"I cast them on you too?" he said, his voice almost a whimper. "I- I'm sorry, I can't control this shit. Really, Mal-"
"We'll table that," Mal declared, because she could believe Jay magically getting a new set of powers and then not knowing how to control them. "Now tell me why the hell you would think this was okay."
"He's my mate," Ben rumbled, rising to his feet with a strange look on his face – more bestial and less composed. It was a strange look on him. "He and Evie are mine-"
"The fuck they are!" Mal snapped, feeling her gaze flare with magic, a certain buzz building in her ears. "They're mine, shitbag, and if you think you can have them-"
"Ben," Audrey tried to cut in, sliding off of Jay's lap so she could soothe him. "You need to calm down."
"Mine!" Ben roared, making Carlos jump back, and that only made Mal angrier, because this shithead already had everything he could possibly want – he had a family and a throne and food and protection and security, he didn't get what was Mal's too.
"Go to hell!" Mal snapped, and then maybe they were sort of grappling, magic shifting around them in a relentless buzz while Ben snarled and Mal's dormant Fae instincts had her hissing, baring her teeth to match his scowl, gaze blazing hotter until she was sure that she would rip the stupid beast apart.
She didn't know how this could end in anything less than bloodshed, and yet somehow, through the heat of anger and adrenaline and indignation, a small whimper curled in her ear, activating her protective nature so thoroughly that she found herself pulling away from Ben to find the source of it.
She turned to see Chad and Harry shivering on the bed, eyes scrunched closed and clinging to each other for comfort, and an instinctive urge had her going to them, fumbling with Ben because apparently he felt it too, and needed it to be dealt with immediately before they could move on.
"Hey, hey," Mal soothed, taking Chad because Evie looked so worried next to him, pulling him into her arms and nuzzling his curls while he curled into her embrace. "It's okay, you're safe."
"Sorry, precious," Ben murmured to Harry, of all people, the king placing soft kisses against the first mate's throat, pulling Harry into his lap so he could properly comfort him, sort of confirming the fact that he was definitely naked.
"D-Don't fight," Chad stuttered, cheeks flushed with humiliation. "Please. You shouldn't- don't fight."
"What is happening?" Jay asked while Mal positioned Chad so that he was between herself and Evie, the princess pressing kisses against his shoulder, though he seemed determined to hold onto Mal for some reason.
"Biology, I guess," Audrey offered. "They say Chad's line was Fae-blessed, maybe that makes him react like Harry. You know, has him be more inherently responsive to um- biologically dominant beings."
"Like Ben's beast and Mal's Fae stuff?" Carlos asked, struggling to get a hold of the situation.
"Yeah," Audrey said, not even a snotty thing, merely accepting Carlos' wisdom without any kind of issue because she'd turned over a new leaf or whatever.
"Mal," Chad whined, and it was sort of hypnotic, the way he looked at her with open want, but it wasn't like the other Auradon fucks where they just wanted to take, to have, to dominate – he wanted- he wanted to be taken. He wanted her to take him. "Please."
Worst of all, Mal found that she desperately wanted to do that, but she didn't know why.
"Evie," she said, trying to hold onto her sense. "I-"
"It's okay, Mal," Evie said, giving her a fond grin and looking so devastatingly pretty with the sheet gathered around her waist, the smooth line of her shoulders and the soft curve of her breasts on open display and Mal wanted to have that too, wanted to take it like the greedy dragon she was. "He's mine, and what's mine is yours."
"Glad you got him," Mal said, her voice beginning to sound less human. "Glad he finally figured it out."
"He's shy," Evie hummed. "You'll have to be careful with him."
"I know." Mal didn't know how she knew, exactly, but she was distantly aware of it, same as she was for Ben beginning to pleasure Harry Hook behind her, and the way Harry put up a grand total of zero resistance.
"I'm sorry," Chad whimpered as she pushed the sheet down, revealing his flushed length pressing against his stomach. "I didn't- I didn't mean to."
"Hush, sweetheart," Mal soothed, and then she was kissing him – a prince – and it didn't feel anything but right, as did the way Chad moaned into the contact, twitching and melting into her from that alone.
This was hers, and she didn't know how she knew that, but once the thought gripped her she couldn't deny the fact. Chad was hers, as much as Evie and Jay and Carlos were, and she needed to care for him and protect him and make him feel good, that was her job, and she couldn't articulate how much she needed to ensure it was done, only that her hands roved his body without any kind of hesitation.
She had to feel out the full scope of him, every curve and dip and muscle, every smooth plane of skin, all responding to her, Chad arching into her touch as she pet down his side, cupped his hip, his length getting more wet with each aimless tease.
"Mal, Mal," Chad panted, shuddering when she finally wrapped a hand around his pretty length, the thing seeming to pulse in her fingers. "Please, oh please, you feel so- I- I want-"
"What do you want, sweetheart?" Mal rumbled, her voice darker, inhuman, but instead of fear he seemed to respond to that in a basic way, quivering hard in her grasp and scrambling to get closer.
"You, please," he panted, nosing at her shoulder. "I um- I just need-"
"You'll get it," she drawled, her voice ringing with an eerie sort of echo, gaze glowing so bright it seemed to tinge her entire vision in green, which only made Chad lovelier. She found herself pushing him back onto the bed, whisking away her borrowed pants and underwear so she could straddle him, guiding him between her folds-
"Mal!" he croaked, thrashing underneath her as she sunk onto his length, taking him in without hesitation and squeezing down on that heat she couldn't help but be hopelessly aware of. "Mal, please."
"You feel so good, sweetling," Mal murmured, Evie shivering beside them, a dark flush spilling across the bridge of her nose. "Do you feel good?"
"Y-Yes." His hands hovered near her hips, tentative, and she curled them properly in place which only seemed to make him shudder some more, the prince rutting up into her while hopeless croons spilled from her mouth. "It's hot, you're so hot, I want-"
"You'll get," Mal assured, working herself up and down so she could fuck Chad properly, bending low so she could capture his lips and purring when he moaned against her mouth. "Evie," she panted as she began biting up his neck, tan skin that was already littered with bruises that she needed to add to. "Pleasure yourself."
"Yes, Mal," Evie whimpered, shoving the sheet down so she could ease a hand between her legs, playing with her flushed, wet folds because she'd gotten worked up from watching this, from watching Mal take what was hers, something that only worsened when she realized she had Mal's attention. "Mal."
"Mine," Mal hissed, and like she was hypnotized, Evie leaned forward, allowing Mal to hungrily capture her lips while she continued to fuck herself on Chad nice and slow. "You were mine before you were his, do you remember?"
"I won't forget," Evie pledged, her cheeks hot as she continued to tease a hand between her legs. "Mal-"
"Do you think of me when you touch yourself?" Mal asked in that eerie voice, the one that made both Evie and Chad shiver.
"Yes," Evie whimpered, rocking into her hand. "I do. I did. I'm sorry-"
"Don't be," Mal rumbled. "I'm fucking you next."
"Mal," Evie whined, seeming overtaken by the magic Mal couldn't stop projecting if she tried.
It was enough to make Mal hungry. "You," she hissed, narrowing her eyes at Audrey, who took the attention with a shiver, her cheeks flushed. "Are you done being an asshole now?"
"Yes," Audrey said, seemingly bashful, like she knew she'd done wrong.
Good.
"Then get over here and eat Evie out," Mal ordered. "She needs to be stretched."
"Mal," Evie whimpered, but Audrey didn't hesitate to crawl onto the bed and between Evie's legs, her movements inexperienced but determined, like she relished the opportunity rather than committing to it because she had to.
"You're playing with my mates," Ben rumbled, and when Mal turned to look at him he had his dick deep inside Harry, the first mate's legs hooked up against his shoulders because apparently he was flexible as hell.
"Our mates, asshole," Mal shot back, realizing this was inevitable. These were hers, but they were also Ben's. She could feel it.
Ben took this addendum with a shudder, then nodded. "Our mates." And then his gaze shifted over to Jay. "Take care of Carlos."
"Um." Carlos twitched. "You don't have to-"
"He wants to," Mal declared, just as Ben let out a low rumble.
"I can smell it," Ben added, making Jay flush like the schmuck he was.
"Um- yeah," Jay admitted. "So…"
"Punish him, Carlos," Mal ordered. "I'm sure you'll do a good job."
"Yes, Mal," Carlos said, his voice dropping low, the way it had when he'd taken charge before, a tone rife with determination that made Jay shiver.
Yes, this was good. No, it was perfect.
"Mal," Chad whimpered, seeming overcome.
"I've got you," Mal said, and then she went to work giving Chad the ravishment he was due, knowing she could give him her full focus now that all the loose ends had been addressed.
It was different – new, but still very good.
She held onto that, and then she gave into her hunger.
-:-:-
Once Mal finished with Chad and Ben finished with Harry, they switched, Harry spitting out a string of low curses as he struggled against Mal until she started purring in his ear, which was enough to make him totally compliant, the first mate clinging to her desperately as he begged for her to touch his dick.
"Got you," Mal soothed as she coached him through touching himself, making him flush darker when she plied him with compliments about how pretty he was, how nice he sounded.
"Mal," he'd pant, something that broke off in a croon when she'd pin his hands above his head so she could just look at him. "Mal, Mal."
"Mine," Mal would growl, biting at his ear before she got him off on words alone, talking about all the things she planned to do to him – her and Ben – until he found his release with a sudden shout. "Very nice," Mal purred, teasing his length with warm swells of magic to milk him for all he was worth, until he was mumbling, incoherent into her shoulder.
"Fuck," Jay whined from where Carlos had him on the couch, the Agraben's eyes full of longing and his arms pinned safely over his head while Carlos teased his nipples without mercy, Jay's length full and flushed against his stomach, begging for contact it wouldn't receive for a while yet.
"You should cast some of the same spells he used on you, Mal," Carlos offered while Mal and Ben cuddled Chad and Harry, both of them reflexively curling together. "I mean, if you wanted it to be a fair punishment."
"I don't even know what I did," Jay groaned, giving Carlos a desperate look that earned him a sympathy kiss he whined into, his hips jutting up hopefully.
"Which means I should punish you harder," Mal growled as she pulled crawled over to where Evie and Audrey were waiting hopefully, the Fae pausing to pull Audrey into a kiss – salt and warmth on her lips and so good it left Mal humming, Audrey shuddering, until she forced herself to move on to Evie.
It was okay, though, Ben was eager to get to Audrey, dipping between her legs to kiss her wet folds hello.
"It was an accident, Mal," Evie soothed, always one to try and help Jay as Mal eased a few fingers into her, curling deep and watching the way Evie shuddered. "Because he liked us but didn't think he was good enough for us, so his magic acted up instead."
"Did he do something to you?" Mal asked as she started up a steady rhythm, licking that pale curve of neck before she bit into it, sucking down hard.
"He um- s-shrank my clothes," Evie gasped, her toes curling when Mal toyed with her clit. "Started um- with my panties-"
Mal paused, because even though Jay had done that to her too, had been annoyed by it, the prospect of such things happening to Evie-
"I think," Mal began, pulling back so she could look Evie over. "I'm going to need a demonstration."
"Mal," Evie whimpered, her cheeks heating terribly.
"I have extra clothes in the dresser," Audrey offered through her whines, Ben really going to town on her. "I don't mind losing a pair of panties to this cause."
"You will be rewarded for this later," Mal told her with the utmost seriousness, and she paused to kiss Audrey deep again, to grope and toy with her nipples until her back was arching before she forced herself off of the bed.
Evie. She needed to focus on Evie.
"Jay shrank Mal's clothes too," Carlos said as he started toying with Jay's sack, getting really desperate croons from him. "But I don't know what else he did."
"That stupid sex blanket for one," Mal muttered as she slowly dragged the lacey set of panties up Evie's legs. "And then there was all the phantom sex shit."
"The- what?" Jay asked, seeming half coherent.
Mal rolled her eyes. "You smooshed a ghost vagina against me and then somehow fucked me with a ghost dick. And then you did the same shit with my boobs-"
"Book of Lust," Audrey gasped, like those words made sense. "Oh fuck, that was you."
"In that case, that was Audrey and Harry's fault," Jay said. "They're the ones who-"
"You opened the book," Audrey snarled. "I didn't ask to grow a dick to fuck it."
Mal paused, cupping the silky material against Evie's groin to see the delicate fabric soak through with her excitement. "You can grow a dick?"
"I didn't mean to," Audrey insisted, embarrassed. "It's just- chaos magic-"
"It was good," Mal interrupted, patting her shoulder before she could get worked up. "You did a good job."
"Harry's the one that fucked your boobs," Jay offered. "And the blanket was also Audrey."
"Then you'll need a punishment to go with your reward," Mal declared, making Audrey whine. "Ben, what do you think of our princess getting ravished by a sex blanket?"
The prince offered her a considering look. "I have no objections to this."
"Ben," Audrey whined.
"I'll finish," Ben promised, kissing her hip. "But if an infraction has been committed, perhaps you and Jay should both get under a sex blanket." His gaze slid over to the couch. "And then perhaps I can get to know Carlos."
"Oh, fuck," Carlos breathed, his voice sounding small. "
"Yeah, let's do that," Mal declared.
And that was how Jay and Audrey were trapped under a blanket that teased the hell out of them, how Carlos came to be slowly stripped out of his clothes for Ben's enjoyment and how Mal came to whisper a shrinking enchantment against the delicate material of Evie's panties, got to watch as they shrank in a lewd tease, digging into her folds until her lips hung out, her clit becoming a prominent bulge before Mal grew them again, then shrank them again, tugging at the waistband so they would dig deeper into Evie, making the princess moan as she continued to get more wet.
"Guys," she whined, because Ben was watching too, as was Carlos.
"Imagine her wearing that under a dress," Ben rumbled, his face flushed a dark crimson.
"I want it," Mal purred, grinning at the new swell of moisture this coaxed from Evie.
When she thought the princess had enough, Ben passed over a vibrator and Mal got to work taking her apart, until she and Carlos could be curled up together too, as they should be, clinging to each other like the lovely crewmates they were.
"Ugh," Audrey groaned when the sex blanket finally released her and Jay. "Can we have naptime now?"
"Sure," Ben rumbled, working in tandem with Mal to get the last of their mates tucked into bed.
Mal didn't intend to end her afternoon standing at the foot of Ben's bed, viewing its contents like a proud collector with the prince standing by her side, naked as the day they were born, but that was definitely what ended up happening, and honestly, she had no regrets.
"You know," Audrey grumbled just before she seemed to drift off. "Uma's half-mermaid, right? If she comes over, do you think she'll be all…"
"Fuck," Jay groaned, wrapping an arm around her waist. "There will be three of them."
"It will be a good death," Audrey mused before promptly passing out, Jay half a second behind her.
"Mates," Mal giggled, slipping her hand into Ben's and feeling content by how balanced she felt. This was her partner; these were their pack.
"Mates," Ben agreed. "Want to take a bath?"
"Yes," Mal hummed. "And we will trade knowledge so we can best take care of each of them."
Ben perked up at that. "Yes, I like this."
"I thought you might," Mal declared, because now that Ben wasn't a threat, now that he was on her team, she understood him, understood he wanted what was best for them as she did.
This wasn't what her mom had intended when she sent Mal over to Auradon. It wasn't how villains were supposed to operate, but-
But Ben was going to be king, and she was going to be his queen, and they were going to change the fucking world together, for the better, because they had the best pack and that was all that mattered.
"Oh, the places we will go," Ben mused, and then he was tugging her towards the bathroom, trusting that their charges would be safe, because this was an entirely new world with endless possibilities.
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Endnotes:
I had originally planned to have a fourth installment that featured Uma and Gil getting thrown into the mix, but the inspiration well ran dry, so I had to end things here. If someone else is interested in exploring that story though, you have my full blessing. Have fun! Spread chaos!
But for now, that's all I've got. I do actually have one last Wonderland Sex Adventure Nonsense (that's the official name of this story category, I've decided) but as of right now it is incomplete. I may post it for adoption at a future date, but until then, I hope you enjoyed this very dumb, nonsensical ride :)
Thanks so much for the feedback for this load of dumb nonsense! I always appreciate the support! I don't remember if I have a name picked out for the next story yet, but it's a Harry-centric four part-er that I'll be posting before by anniversary piece. Harry-Evie pre-Descendants 1 heist nonsense. Yeah, I didn't know that'd be a thing for me either ;)
Until next time :)
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'Is one a crusader or ruthless invader? It's all in which label is able to persist. There are precious few at ease with moral ambiguities, so we act as though they don't exist.' – 'Wonderful' from Wicked.