Drive: The Morning After

Okay so JW TS wanted me to continue this, and I kind of also wanted to continue this, so here, I have continued from the last chapter. Some things suggested, nothing explicit.

Legogamma: I probably won't do a second smut story for Starco, only because it would probably turn out similar to the first and that's really boring.

Guest: Oh goodness, thanks! No, I don't take requests specifically from Tumblr, though if you happened to message me on Tumblr about a story I'd consider it. I was just low on ideas last chapter so I went through my writing prompts tag and found that one. I actually really like your idea, so I will probably use it for the next chapter! Thank you!

I don't own Star vs. the Forces of Evil.

GENERAL POV

Marco woke up somewhat bleary eyed and stared at the ceiling of his house for a long minute, trying to shake off the fog from the previous evening.

As he started to stretch, a soft grumble came from his left and the young man nearly had a heart attack, his pulse pounding as he turned to find Star, the girl that had basically carjacked him the night before, lying next to him in bed.

"Shit," Marco hissed, the rush of events flooding back to him. Squinting one eye shut, he lifted the covers ever so slightly and face palmed, sinking back into his pillow with flushed cheeks. Great. So his dream wasn't just a dream. He was actually butt freaking naked in a bed with a girl he had met literally like ten hours ago.

Glancing sideways at Star, Marco couldn't help but smile a little. She looked peaceful when she was asleep; like she didn't have to worry about her dumb ex-boyfriend or the police arresting her for vandalism.

With a small chuckle, Marco slipped out of bed, retrieved his discarded boxers from the floor, and tiptoed out of the room, nearly tripping over his eight year old Labrador retriever Benny. The dog had been asleep when Marco had come in the night before, curled up in his crate and snoring. Now the dog peered up at him calmly, almost knowingly, and Marco bent down to stroke his golden head briefly before striding towards the kitchen.

After a moment, he could hear the click of Benny's nails on the floor, implying that the dog had followed, and Marco reached up into the cupboard for the bag of dog food.

Once he had situated Benny, Marco started a pot of coffee and sank down at the table, watching the dripping coffee thoughtfully. He wasn't quite sure what to do about Star, especially after….last night.

Marco flushed deeply and glanced down at the table top, a small smile working its way up his cheeks. He had told Star just before midnight last night that she didn't owe him anything for sleeping over. Yet neither of them had gone to bed; rather, they had stayed up late in the kitchen, talking over hot tea and store bought cookies for hours on end. And when they had finally gotten up to go to sleep….well, they had ended up in the same bed. With no clothing. And some very heated kisses. And…

Marco swallowed hard, shaking his head as the smell of fresh coffee wafted past his nose. "Right. Focus, Diaz."

He got up from his chair and poured out a mug of coffee, stirring in sugar and creamer while he wondered whether or not to wake Star up. He had wanted her to turn herself in to the police, after all.

Leaning back once more in his chair, Marco put his feet up on the table and took a long gulp of the burning liquid, reaching down absentmindedly to pat Benny as he trotted over.

"I uh…I smelled coffee."

Her hesitant voice rang through the kitchen and Marco almost choked, looking up quickly. Star stood in the doorway, her cheeks flushed bright red in such a way that it almost looked like she had heart tattoos on either side of her face. Her fingers fiddled at the hem of a shirt-his shirt, he realized with a jolt of pleasure-and she looked nervously about the kitchen as if she had never seen it before.

Marco regained his ability to speak and gestured towards the pot. "Help yourself."

As Star went about making her coffee, Benny curiously walked up to her and nuzzled at her waist, chuffing under his breath. Star's face lit up at the sight of him and she dropped to one knee, ruffling his fur fondly. "You must be Benny," she gushed with a small smile. "Oh my goodness, you are so pretty!"

Benny woofed and licked Star's nose, making the girl giggle. Marco grinned at the sight and Star glanced up, locking eyes with him. After a long moment of pause, she coughed and stood back up. "Right….I uh….should probably get to the police station, huh?"

She stirred her coffee slowly, sitting down across from Marco at the table. He hesitated, tapping his fingers anxiously against the side of his mug, and shrugged. "Probably," he admitted. "But I think uh…I think we need to talk about what happened last night."

Star bit her lip, taking a long sip of coffee before speaking. "Probably," she agreed, lifting her eyes to look at him.

Despite putting it out in the open, neither of them said a word, each one taking careful drinks of their coffee for a solid five minutes. The awkwardness in the air was almost tangible, and Marco could think of nothing more than how gorgeous she was, how much her eyes sparkled, how her teeth pulled at her lips in the most alluring way.

….okay, that wasn't helping.

Marco crossed one leg over the other and tried to search for something to say, only to have Star speak. "So…listen, Marco….last night….I swear that it wasn't a way for me to get over my ex, if that's what you're thinking. I've been done with him for a while, last night when I was vandalizing his car was kind of just revenge for the hell he put me through. But uh….everything after that…."

She glanced up at him, a sheepish smile on her face as she shrugged. "I don't know. You're just…I felt safe with you, I guess. I trust you, even though I haven't even known you a day. And you just seem like a really awesome guy. So what happened last night was because I guess…I guess I really do like you."

Marco remained silent for a beat too long, trying to figure out what to say, and Star's face fell. "Right," she said briskly, shoving her chair back and setting her cup in the sink with such a loud slam that Benny whined. "I'll just get dressed and go, then. You had your fun. Now fuck off."

She stormed out of the room before Marco could respond, and he sat there like an idiot for a minute, trying to process what had just happened. Finally understanding what she thought he thought, he leapt from his seat and darted from the kitchen to his room, finding her midway through pulling on her own pants.

He grabbed her by the wrist, suddenly desperate to not lose her, and spun her around into his arms. Marco pressed a firm kiss to her lips, his pulse rising by the second, and she melted under him, curled fingers smoothing out over his bare shoulders and her body relaxing against his.

"Sorry," he chuckled awkwardly, pulling away. "I couldn't uh…I couldn't think of what to say. But trust me, I definitely did not just do what I did last night because you happened to be here. You uh…you're gorgeous."

He stammered the words and she bit her lip, trying not to laugh. He rolled his eyes and shook his head. "It's true, sorry. And last night, you were willing to give yourself up for me to the cops and I just…no one has ever put themselves in that position for me. You're really brave."

Star smiled, glancing away and sweeping a strand of blonde hair behind her ear. "Yeah well…"

She trailed off, not sure how to finish the sentence. When she lifted her gaze to his again, she gave him a crooked smile. "Guess I gotta go turn myself in now, huh?"

Marco grinned and leaned down, pressing a kiss to her jaw line and sliding his hands down her hips. Star jumped a little but sank into his touch as he trailed kisses up to just behind her ear.

"Maybe not just yet."

Wooh hi yes hello. That was fun.

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