Thursday, 12:00 PM.
The first thing they decided to do was blow off school. At this point Marco could complete every assignment and quiz they would receive in his sleep with both arms tied behind his back and Star had stopped caring about her terrible grades after the first month.
The second thing they decided to do was to ignore the fact that Toffee was going to kill quite a few of their friends and Marco's family. At this point Marco took for granted that everything would reset by Monday morning and Star knew that all she had to do for the time bubble to reset was for one of them to die. And when you were guaranteed a respawn, dying wasn't that scary anymore.
So instead they decided to hand out like regular earth teenagers would. They'd never really had time to do so, what with all the shenanigans that they got up to on the average day. But with Marco's foreknowledge and Star's enthusiasm they had all the time in the world to just bum around town.
Marco lounged in a beach chair while Star made fantastical sand castles with her magic. It was good to relax. Being the goal oriented person he was, he had been focusing all of his energy on finding the perfect outcome for the time loop. The stress had built up and he had needed a way to calm down.
Of course, stressed Marco wasn't good at just taking a break. No, he had had to plan even his breaks, making them as time efficient as possible. And being a teenage boy with raging hormones has made his 'relaxing' options clear.
He's gotten over his inability to talk to Jackie within 30 loops and by loop 80 he'd been able to have his way with her by Saturday evening. It helped that he knew just the right buttons to push. She didn't stand a chance.
But Jackie took time. He had to talk to her, touch her, convince her that sleeping with him was ok. He needed easier prey. He found that he could start the road to a relationship with nearly any girl he wanted. Most, though, were difficult to convince. He didn't know them well, and for the most part they weren't overly interested in him. But he had an ace in the whole.
Janna. He'd known her since kindergarten, and he knew that she had a little crush on him. She'd flirt with him on and off, but never seriously. They had been friends, or something close to friends, for years. She was also a pervert. The first time he had approached her she had turned him down.
Over time though, Marco had learned her secrets. Janna liked it rough, and after dozens of failed attempts, watching everything and everyone he loved burn, he was more than ready to throw caution to the wind and take what he wanted.
The first time he'd had her had been at school. A project that they had been assigned required that they take care of a plant and Janna had come in on Sunday to water it. Marco had met her there, pretending to do the same thing and convinced her that he had some cool voodoo shit in his locker. She had been impressed when he had popped open their classroom window, having taped the lock open on Friday.
When he pulled her into a darkened storage room she hadn't even seemed surprised. She had seemed surprised when he had slammed her against a wall and grabbed her ass.
"Being a bit rough there, aren't we Diaz?"
Marco chuckled darkly, "You know you love it, Janna. And what is this we have here?" Marco's roaming hands had found a small remote taped to Janna's inner thigh. Marco turned the knob all the way up.
"Mmm, I think you know exactly what that is." Marco pressed more of his body into hers, letting her feel his erection against her ass.
"Perhaps you should explain why a nice girl like you is walking around with a vibrator lodged so far up her cunt that you can probably feel the vibrations in your tonsils?"
"Wow Marco, I didn't think you had that kind of language in you."
"It's been a tough week." Marco's hand gripped Janna's thigh hard. Spying a desk against the far wall he pushed her towards it. "Take that thing out. I have something that will satisfy you far more... Thoroughly."
Janna, instead of bending over the desk like he had asked, watched as he unzipped his pants and withdrew his erect cock.
Janna looked down at Marco Jr. then back up at Marco, "I'm a bit disappointed that you don't have a monster in your pants."
Marco backhanded her so hard that tears sprung to her eyes. Gripping her jaw he turned her face towards him. "I'm a bit disappointed in you Janna, you of all people should know that you can't judge a book by its cover. But I am a gentleman, if you can't bear to have your cherry popped by someone like me I can leave you right here, right now, no questions asked."
Janna laughed. It was somewhere between a girlish giggle and a full laugh. "Yeah, like Marco 'my backup plans have backup plans' Diaz would come this far without knowing what I would say."
"That doesn't mean that I don't want to hear you say it." Marco grinned at her. A slightly nervous grin, his old self peaking through the layers of pain and hardened resignation.
Janna pulled him into a kiss. Tender, loving even. "Damnit Marco, just fuck me already. I know you're only doing this because you need some relief." A hint of sadness crept into her lust clouded eyes.
"Janna..." Marco said, but before he could go on and thing became very awkward, Janna grabbed Marco by the shoulders and spun him around, dragging his body up onto the neatly lined up desks. Climbing onto him she removed the vibrator from herself and began gently rubbing herself against his engorged member, coating him in her juices.
Marco gasped at the feeling of her wet folds gliding against him, sending electric spikes into his head and shivers down his spine. "Damnit Janna, I don't want to get you pregnant. There's a condom in my pocket." Marco 'safe kid' Diaz didn't take that kind of chance, even if he though that by tomorrow morning this wouldn't have happened.
Janna grinned at him, "I've been planning this encounter for longer than you've been planning to get with Jackie, Diaz, and I'm a much better liar than you. I've been on the pill for months. Parents think that it's for hormone imbalances. Truth is I was planning on taking you by force if you didn't man up inside the year." Janna grabbed Marcos now well lubricated cock and positioned it against her entrance. She took her time, gently lowering herself onto the tip and then back up again. Excruciatingly slowly she slid him deeper and deeper into herself until she sat with Marco fully sheathed inside her.
Janna moaned with the pleasure at the fact that the warm, hard cock of the boy she had loved for years being inside her. Her hands balled up his hoodie, gripping him tightly as her face ran flush with pleasure and triumph. He was hers. She bounced once, making him gasp.
Looking down into his face she bounced again. His back arched and he tried to press his hips deeper into her wet center. She rolled her hips, testing what she could do. As confident as she was trying to act this was her first time and she wanted Marco to feel like she had done a good job.
They rocked forward and back, moving in a gentle rhythm that she could probably keep up all day. The pleasure was nice but she felt no real build up like she had read about on the smut she had read on the internet. She tried to keep her eyes on Marco's face, but whenever their eyes locked she looked away, embarrased.
Then she remembered the vibrator that was still buzzing against her right leg. Smiling wickedly she reached down and grabbed the small egg shaped device and pressed it against her clit. Instantly she gasped, slamming her hand down onto Marco's chest as she started to bounce faster. She had always know that she had a sensitive clit but this was nearly too much for her to handle.
Her moans filled the room, but she had ears only for Marco's heavy breathing and the gentle words he whispered under his breath, "Fuck Janna, yes, just like that. Fuck." He was pounding his hips into her now, slamming his cock deep into her wet passage and her inner muscles were twitching, just as his cock was twitching.
Her right hand pressed the vibrator more firmly into her clit while her left came up under her shirt to pinch her nipple hard. Her hips shook at a higher and higher speed until she felt the building pleasure crest and she screamed, shaking her hips uncontrollably and bringing her left hand up to her mouth. Biring it hard she drew blood as she silenced herself enough to hear Marco groan and feel him spasm inside her.
Marco filled Janna with rope after rope of hot cum, filling her with weeks of buildup. Janna collapsed on top of him. His bliss drowned out the pain of the last few weeks, of dying over and over, and it would keep him from thinking about the fact that in fewer than eight hours Star would die and he would wake up in his bed, alone, to face this hell again.
Instead he just listened to Janna's panting whispers of, "I love you, I love you, I love you."
"Marco!" Star's voice snapped Marco out of his reverie, "Is that a banana in your pocket, or are you just happy to see me?"
Marco looked down at the prominent erection pitching a tent in his beach shorts and had the good grace to go red in the face and cover it up with a towel.
Star grinned at him, "I think you need to cool off mister, let's go for ice cream!"
Marco smiled with a little laugh, "Yeah, let's do that."
A/N: I want to know what you think of the dark lemon. It's not the first time I've written something like this but I'm trying to get the characterization, wording, and actions right. Let me know what you liked and didn't like so that I can learn from it. Thanks!