Authors note
Look I'm gonna be real with yall, some spicy stuff towards the end of this chapter. So if youre uncomfortable with that, you have been warned. I'll try to release another chapter early for all of the PG readers out there that don't feel comfortable with this. Don't fret, I got yall. And sorry for those who aren't staying. If you are, enjoy and feel free to review as always. Have a good one!
After the celebration was over for their substantial victory, efforts were made for the collection of fallen soldiers and salvageable equipment. Many smiles and cheers dwindled as the day went on, scavenging for the few remaining wounded and deceased. Marco led much of the transportation efforts to get wounded soldiers back to camp, as well as returning undamaged catapults back to the kingdoms main weapons station. While he was busy, he had time to reflect on the battle that had just transpired, as well as the startling reality he now faced.
After what happened to Star at St Olga's, and now him, he knew that they needed answers to what was happening. He had never seen power like his or Stars. Hed never felt that kind of energy going through him before. Not even when he used her wand. This felt a hundred times more powerful, and a hundred times more dangerous. If he or Star were to go off on something while on Earth, the repercussions would be catastrophic. There was no telling how much chaos would unfold. Earth had a concept of magic but an unsteady belief in it. To be attacked by magic users would be too much, despite the fact that star uses magic regularly.
He thought about what could have caused the changes to his reset, figuring that it couldn't be his fault. He was careful not to alter too much out of fear that things would get out of control. His thoughts fell on the blood moon dance, and how it seemed to know about their previous dance. But before he could think on it for any longer, a familiar voice called out to him. "Marcooooo, are you ready to head back to camp? Grenor says they can take it from here!" He looked around and noticed that all remaining troops had been picked up, and anything left to salvage was neatly piled and ready to be carted away.
"Yeah, I'm ready Star. Let me see if he needs anything else before we head out." Star groaned and rolled her head back. "He already said they're fine. He thanked us for saving the day, yadda yadda yadda, 'We'll meet you back at camp'." Truth be told, Star was exhausted. Using as much magic as she did that day took a lot out of her. She was ready to head back, party a bit, then get some shuteye. Marco smiled and unsheathed his scissor blades. "Alright then, 'your majesty'. Let's head back." He opened a portal after waving to the remaining troops and the two stepped through, being deposited just inside the camp walls.
Star and Marco trudged, exhausted through the camp towards the command center. Troops around the camp had already heard what had happened by the mountains, and the commanders in the tent were no different. They offered up their reward but Star and Marco kindly refused. They only took what they needed and insisted the rest go to the families of those lost in the battle. Pocketing the coin they accepted, they sat through a debrief of the mission. It lasted a little over an hour and for the most part, almost put them to sleep.
There was the talk of a celebration that evening for a mission success, with some soldiers already starting, but Marco didn't feel in the party mood. His mind was too burdened by questions. Star noticed his expression go from bored and tired to one of concern and curiosity. She nudged his arm and held his gaze. "What's wrong?" she whispered so as not to be heard by others in the tent. Marco mouthed to Star "I'll tell you later", before sitting forward and acting as though he was interested in the brief. Star furrowed her brow but went with it. This time. The older men droned on about casualties and gains, due to the new trade routes open, but it was all just fodder to Star.
Once the meeting had concluded, the commanders went out to officially begin the celebration with their subordinates. But Star and Marco snuck off to a quieter side of the camp to talk. She sat on a stump by the stables and leaned forward expectantly, waiting for Marco to speak. "Alright spill it, commando. What's on your mind." Marco rubbed his neck and leaned against the fencepost adjacent to Star. "We need answers. Answers to questions like why is this happening. Why is this only happening this time? Who Vartek is. Why does he want to kill you? Where is he from. And we won't get answers like that here."
Star grimaced. She knew this would eventually come up. But she had silently hoped that it wouldn't rear its ugly head until much later down the road. "Youre saying we should go home." Marco lowered his head but nodded. "Yeah. We need to know what's going on. Otherwise, we're in the dark on what's happening to us, and that's dangerous." She looked at him with a hurt expression, though it wasn't because of him. "Marco, I don't want to go back yet. I'm having fun here. With you. I love being free and myself out here. And I don't want to give that up just yet." Marco returned her pained expression but gestured around him. "We can always come back here, Star. And we can pick up right where we left off. Our age in this dimension won't change."
She got up and stepped closer to him, clearly upset with the situation. "But everything else will. Hundreds of years, if not more, will go by. Nobody here will be alive when we come back. Everything we've worked for will be for nothing." He looked up at her, his nose scrunched but his eyes sincere. "This isnt our dimension, Star. What about our friends back home? Or our family? This isnt our real life, nothing here matters." She caught her breath and stared at him, like he just spat in her face. "Nothing here matters." She repeated. A pained look on her face. "I see." Marco held up his hands defensively and tried to speak but Star wouldn't hear it.
"Then I'll go prepare to head home. And we can leave everything here behind." She turned on her heels and stormed off, leaving Marco alone by the barn. He could hear distant singing and music by less than talented soldiers. That wasn't what I meant. He thought. You made me give up my life last time. And now you won't do the same for me. He started walking to their tent as the music and partying grew louder. There would be time to celebrate later. He had to go explain things to Star.
When he stepped into the tent, he found Star sitting on the bed, looking over collected mementos from their journey. There was a dragon tooth from two years ago, a piece of troll chainmail, the talisman of a cult shaman, a map that led to a treasure trove under a waterfall, and other memorable items. She turned to look at Marco, frowning softly, but slowly looked back down to their souvenirs. "I thought you were having fun here. Like I've been. But I guess you don't really see this place as anything more than a chore." Marco sat next to her and eyed the floor in front of them.
"Star, I think I should tell you about how I met heckapoo." Her eyes widened and she stared at him. That was one of the first things she asked him, but he was always so cagey about it. "I used your scissors way too much one day, and i guess Heckapoo noticed. Apparently ponyhead had stolen these scissors from her, and she wanted them back." Star looked on with interest and surprise. "She brought me to her dimension and gave me a choice: Blow out the flame on thousands of her clones to get the scissors back, or go home. I spent sixteen years in her dimension, or eight minutes in ours, trying to get them back. I made friends, I made allies, I went on adventures, I did what I had to do. Eventually, after years of hard work, she gave me my own pair of scissors. Then you showed up and asked me to abandon my life in that dimension, to come back home with you. And...I did. I gave up everything I had there, because you needed me."
Star found herself feeling guilty for how she had acted, and tried to keep her eyes glued to the floor, but his soothing voice was too much to bear. "I need you, Star. We need to find out what's going on with us. What's happening. I'm scared okay?" She looked at him and let a small smile creep around her face. He continued, holding her hands while he spoke. "Nothing here matters, but you. Id trade everything in this dimension if it meant keeping you safe. And keeping you close. I love you, Star. And I will continue to love you in any dimension. No matter what." He kissed her nose and pressed his head against hers, locking eyes.
"So come back with me. Tomorrow we can get answers and when you want to come back, you say the word. And I'll be there, right beside you like always." She felt a handful of warm tears fall down her heart-crested cheeks as she smiled back at him. "Alright, Diaz. You're on. But you better wipe that off your shirt before we go anywhere." He frowned and looked at his chest, only to be met with a flick to the nose and a soft kiss on the lips. He held Star close and smiled through their kiss, relishing in the pure joy she always gave him. She cupped his jaw in her hands and deepened their kiss before taking a breath and pulling back, smiling at him. "Made you look, Safe Kid."
He frowned and huffed before standing, pulling her up beside him. "We should go say goodbye, and party it up a bit before we have to go back." She smiled and held his hand as they walked towards the door. "I'm gonna miss this place. I'm gonna miss being as free as this." They walked closer to the main gathering area as the music steadily grew louder and the cheers of soldiers erupted in the air. "THREE CHEERS FOR THE HEROES OF THE DAY! AND THE BEST CONTRACTORS IN THE BUSINESS!!" Grenors voice boomed above all others before the air erupted into cheers once again. Men sang and danced around as drinks filled bellies and songs filled hearts. There were hundreds of men all around the courtyard, dancing to all manner of music. Star even used some magic to liven up the place, while Marco used his scissors to pick up more drink from nearby taverns.
The party went on for hours and while soldiers attempted something that loosely resembled a conga line, Grenor, as well as a few other commanders, were pulled aside by Star and Marco. His comrades looked generally perplexed but Grenor remembered Stars words too well. We're not from this planet. We came here five years ago to take a break from our own dimension." He guessed right, as Marco began speaking. "Gentlemen, the two of us will be leaving this dimension tomorrow morning. We need to discuss important matters on our planet and we won't get the answers we seek here." Some of the commanders seemed doubtful but one look at Grenors dead serious expression corrected that. "We're sorry to up and leave so suddenly. We most likely won't be back for, well, a very long time. If ever. But if we do come back, we will be just as helpful as we are now. Even if none of you are still around."
Grenor nodded and held out his hand to Marco, but he was met with a bear hug from the two young adults. He was taken by surprise but slowly hugged them both back. They were young compared to him but this was ridiculous. He wasn't a grandpa! They stepped back from their hug and smiled at him before shaking hands with other officers in the group. Some thanks and good wishes were offered before they all made their way back to the party, Which was now beginning to wind down.
There were a few more drinks passed around and a few more dances but many men had begun to turn in for the night. The music slowed and once there was no more ale or beer to go around, the remaining party-goers began to disperse as well. Grenors voice rose above the disappointed grumbles as the talk of an afterparty was thrown around. "Remember, swine! You are expected to report for duty tomorrow morning! So get some sleep and be ready by sunup!" Marco waved a goodbye to Grenor and walked back to the tent with Star, the two holding hands. They had an interesting day tomorrow. One to be filled with questions, and if they were lucky, answers.
Marco pushed through the heavy flap that made up the door to their tent. It was reasonably dark inside, being night time, but Star quickly brought out her wand and illuminated the room with a soft orange glow. He placed his belongings in his bag and set his scissor blades down carefully. He was about to begin preparing for the night when he heard Star clear her throat. "Ahem. Um, Marco?" She sounded exceptionally nervous but he paid it no mind. "What's up, Star? Everything okay?" He turned around to find her standing shyly by her things. She had taken off her boots, shinguards, shoulder pads, and bracers. As well as her armored chest piece. Leaving behind her wool and leather top, grieves, skirt, and blue sash. She held her hands behind her back and approached him carefully.
"I was thinking. Tonights our last night here and um. Well you know, at home, we can't really do certain things we can here." Her voice went from timid and shy, to a confident purr in a matter of seconds as she strolled over to him. She walked her fingers over his shoulder pads and looked at him with her deep sapphire blue eyes. Marco swallowed at her insinuations, and he suddenly found that it was quite similar to the surface of the sun in their tent.
He backed up a step but found the wall, as Star found her way closer to him. He was considerably taller than her, by at least a foot, but she seemed to have complete control. She bit her lip and rubbed the side of his face. "I think you and I should take advantage of such an opportunity as this, and go on a fun little adventure of our own." Marco turned beet red and his eyes were the size of dinner plates. He hadn't seen this side of Star before. Not that he didn't like it to a degree, but he was as careful as ever.
"Star I think-" She cut him off and carefully pulled away his chest armor. "I dunno, Marco. I think you think too much." She kissed him softly, holding the back of his head as he gently placed his hands on her hips. She took that as a green light and pressed herself up against him. Marco found it immediately harder to breath but before he could do anything to defuse the situation, Star spoke softly against his lips. "If you really don't want to, I can't make you. But I know there's no one I'd rather do this with...than you. And I'm ready to take that leap. So don't make me wait five more years for another chance."
Marco looked at her but then smiled gently. His deep brown eyes showed compassion, caring, devotion, and just a hint of lust. Star drank in the sight of his warm smile and blushed. She didn't often get to see this side of him either. He took off the remaining gear on his torso and held Stars face. Her cheek marks burned bright red at the sight of his upper body and she found it hard to form words. "U-u-um, m-maybe w-we should-" But this time, it was Marco who cut her off. He placed both hands on her hips and leaned in closer, speaking in his deeper voice. "Cmon now, Stardust. Don't get cold feet on me. I thought you liked these bad boys." He gestured to his abbs and Star found herself at a loss for words, and short of breath.
Marco faltered for a moment. His usual nature compelled him to make sure Star was okay with things, given how suddenly uncomfortable she looked. But in that split second, she wrapped her arms around his neck and kissed him with fervor, which he returned in kind. She tilted her head and drank in his intoxicating smell, the warmth from his arms, and the ridges on his upper body. She breathed deeply and rubbed his shoulder gently as their kiss seemed to continue for hours. Marco was in heaven. Her soft lips danced over his and he couldn't think of anywhere he'd rather be. After a moment, she pulled back and took a step away from him, their eyes never leaving each other.
She smiled gently and began to undo the leather straps on her top. Marco felt his heart seemingly stop when he realized what she was doing. She undid the lacing on the back and pulled it over her head, taking a moment to let her long hair fall back down. She stood before him, bare from the waist up, and stood with bated breath for his response. Marco let his mouth fall open as he drank in the sight. She held her hands together in front of her and blushed profusely as he stared. Marco was, for lack of better terms, Starstruck.
He marveled at her womanly curves and her petite bosom. Stepping closer to her, he reached out a hand and held her cheek, rubbing it softly. "You take my breathe away, Star. I can't imagine a more perfect princess in the universe." She smiled and pressed herself against him, this time, rubbing the front of her left leg between both of his. She bit his ear and spoke gently in a whisper. "Watch it, Diaz. As far as you should be concerned, I'm the only princess in the universe." She seemed to have found what she was looking for and kissed his chin. "Just make sure it stays that way."
With one swift motion, she pushed him onto the bed and straddled his waist. He blushed harder than before but pulled her down to his level and kissed her deeply. Star felt something between her legs but couldn't dwell on it too deeply as Marco placed his warm hands on her hips and rubbed them softly. She bit his lip and was about to tug on it but let out a gentle moan as his rough hands found their way up her body to her chest. He held her breasts gently and kissed her as the two explored each other with fervor. Star dragged her hands up his chest and stroked the washboard that was his stomach, all the while swaying her hips against him.
He held her close and whispered softly into her ear. "Why don't we make things a little more interesting, princess?" And with that, he gently helped her off of him and began removing the sash and coat of arms, followed by his greaves and leather pants. Star watched intently, feeling more nervous than ever before, but somehow completely at ease. She wanted this to happen, badly now, so it came with no surprise that she was more capable of quelling her lesser, more shy side. Marco was dressed in nothing but a pair of grey undergarments and leaned in to kiss his lover. But before he could, she pushed him back gently.
He seemed puzzled by her sudden reaction to stop but she eased his curiosity by also undressing, carefully taking off what remained of her clothes as seductively as she could manage. She was left wearing a simple, white, lacy pair of panties that she had changed into earlier, just in case things went as planned. Which they certainly had. Marco couldn't believe how breathtaking she was. She had curves to spare and her skin was flawless, aside from a few scattered scars from battle. He crawled closer to her, like a panther hunting prey, and kissed her neck. Star caught her breath and bit her lip while she held his head and rubbed his shoulder.
Whatever part of Marco that still felt unease was quickly put to rest as Star breathed short breaths against his ear. He heard the desperate cries for more that stormed her head as he sucked on the side of her neck. She breathed harder as his hand crept up her body to her midsection, and rested on her hip. She let a small groan escape her lips as she said his name softly, almost begging. "Please...Marco, can we..can we maybe get to the good stuff?" He chuckled at her usual playful nature and laid her back against the pillows. He leaned over her and her eyes shone with a pleading light as she bit her lip.
But Marco had another idea. He dragged his hands down her legs from her knees, making Star quiver in anticipation. When he reached her waist, he slipped his fingers underneath the sides of her panties and gave them a playful tug. "Are you ready, my queen?" She nodded and rubbed his forearms as he slowly pulled down on the soft white fabric that graced her body. The sight before him was unlike anything he had ever seen before. He couldn't breathe, he couldn't think, his whole body went to autopilot as his eyes went wide. Her womanhood was there, laid out before him, spread for his eyes only. Star felt the blood rush to her face as Marco locked eyes with her and leaned down between her legs.
He blew softly on her, giving her goosebumps and making her squirm as she waited. He leaned further down and kissed her entrance, and began to pleasure her in ways she couldn't imagine. She threw her head back and panted as Marco worked between her legs. She was no stranger to self-help, but this was beyond anything she'd ever felt down there. He enjoyed her taste, like sweet milk and honey, as he continued to work his magic. Marco had never had intimacies with a woman before. So this was all new territory, but judging by Stars reaction, he was doing well.
She arched her back and gripped the bedsheets as he made her head spin. Her thighs hugged the sides of his head as he swept his tongue over her flower. She moaned his name as her breathing quickened and her hands fumbled to hold his head between her legs. He sucked on her pearl and she had to hold her mouth to keep from screaming. Marcos hot breath washed over her between her legs and she felt like a bomb about to go off. She felt lighter than normal and beads of sweat started to form on her brow as she moaned for him to continue.
She opened her eyes to look at him and before she could draw another breath, she felt something warm and wet slip just barely inside her. The feeling of being teased in her entrance as well as Marcos hands gripping her thighs sent her over the edge. She inhaled a shaky breath and her whole body shuddered. Her arms and legs went limp and she took a minute to catch her breath. Her hands snaked their way to Marco and she pulled him up to her. The two locked eyes and leaned in slowly to kiss one another. Star sucked on his lip and felt her skin tingle against his touch. He breathed softly and rolled his hips against hers, with her legs on either side of him.
She felt every bit of built up anticipation against her as she waited with bated breath for what would come next. Her eyes stared intently into his and without a word, he began to undress for her. He pulled away his grey boxers and Star felt her mind go blank as her eyes fell upon his manhood. He knelt between her legs, all of his glory was hers for the taking. She bit her lip and smirked in anticipation as her eyes darted up and down his body. Marco seemed to understand the silent demand she had given him and moved closer against her.
She caught her breath as Marco nudged against her entrance. Now sensitive and ready, it sent jolts of electricity up her body as Marco pushed himself into her. Star grimaced and dug her nails into his shoulder as he went deeper, but the sharp pain was almost immediately overtaken by sheer pleasure. He stretched her wider and once he was fully inside her, she allowed herself to exhale.
He eyed her a silent apology for hurting her but she shot him a glare that dared him to so much as stop. He leaned closer to her and kissed her neck before slowly rocking his hips back and forth.
Star was thrown into complete ecstasy as her mind nearly shattered. He filled her in a perfect way and every sway of his body sent her closer to heaven. She ran her hands up and down his chest, biting her lip and keeping eye contact him. She moaned louder with each thrust and gripped his strong shoulders to keep from losing her sense of reality.
Marco couldn't describe the sensation even if he wanted to. She enveloped him physically and mentally. He kept his eyes locked to her perfect ivory body and grabbed her hands from his chest. He brought them above her head and leaned forward to kiss her once more. She breathed heavily and bit his neck before biting his ear as well. Marco could feel her growing tenser by the second as he quickened his thrusts. He laid into her harder and harder as she neared the edge of pure pleasure.
Star felt like every cell in her body was being relieved all at once. She wrapped her legs around him and enjoyed every inch of what he had to offer. She felt her insides being stretched and pounded by each movement of his hips. "A little bit mooore...PLEASE." She whined. Marco felt his body tensing as well and knew he didn't have much time. So releasing her left hand, he reached down to where the two were joined and rubbed just above her entrance. Her eyes flew open and she suddenly couldn't breathe.
He quicked his pace and began sucking on her neck once more as she finally released everything she had been building up. She arched her back and let out a near scream as she climaxed for Marco. He kept moving his hips faster and faster into her as he gripped her wrists. He hissed and groaned in pure pleasure before his entire body tensed immediately. He sent forward one final thrust as he erupted inside of her. She moaned louder before throwing her head back and for a split second, the room was deathly quiet before an explosion of blue flame roared from both of them. It harmlessly rolled over their surroundings and lit up the room before going out.
Star took in a deep breath and allowed her body to relax as Marco slumped his shoulders and laid next to her, holding her tight in his embrace. He spoke up first and ran his hand along Stars cheek. "That was...amazing, Star. " She blushed and kissed his nose before slipping deeper into his embrace. She loved hugging him, she always had. "You were amazing too, Loverboy. Remind me to come back here when I need my burrito fix." His cheeks burned red as she giggled into his chest.
He kissed her forehead before a realization rocked him from any sweet sentiment he was enjoying. "Star, we just-! We did the thing!" Star laughed at his inability to speak before holding her wand up. "Consider this a type of magic contraceptive. The spell is simple so it's almost foolproof." She held the wand up to her face and whispered a series of inaudible words to it before it began glowing pink. The entire room shone with a bright light before it suddenly went out. Star beamed at Marco and kissed him softly.
"And there you go. Isnt magic wonderful?" Marco looked puzzled but he was surely relieved to have one less thing to worry about. He was about to comment on the messy and sweaty bedsheets but before he could get a word out, Star shushed him, smiling with her eyes closed and her face pressed against his chest. "It's rude to wake up a girl when she's sleeping. Your best bet is to just enjoy it, Marco." He smiled at the beautiful blonde woman in his arms and pulled the sheets over them to avoid the cold air intruding on their moment.
"Goodnight then, my love." Star opened her eyes and kissed him deeply before snuggling back up against his chest and hugging him tightly. "Goodnight, my prince."
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AUTHORS NOTE
Wow. That was something. I hope yall enjoyed the read! If not, I'm sorry to hear that but my story, my rules on spicy times. Leave a review if you enjoyed and I'll try to get an intermission chapter out sometime Sunday. Have a good one! BUH BYYYEE!!
~Mr. Ronald Reagan