Svtfoe: Zombites (NSFW)

"Oh My God, a zombie bit me," Marco was breathing heavily and running his hands through his hair. He looked towards Star with wide eyes, his arms stretched out, "I've been bitten."

"I know Marco, I saw" She's smiling. This baffled Marco he could already feel something primal bubbling up from within him. He raised his arms towards Star taking a few steps towards her, Star stayed in place. Marco quickly took note of his familiar gait and stopped himself.

"Is there a cure? " He asked.

"There's no cure," Star answered.

"N-n-not even a spell?" Marco's shoulders slouched when he saw his friend shake her head in response.

"Nope, what use it there for a cure if there's already a vaccine?" Star stopped trying suppress her giggling. "Seriously Marco I don't see why you're making such a big deal about this." Her giggling stopped when she saw the grim expression on his face.

"There's no such thing as a 'Zombie vaccine' on earth."

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Star dragged her feet as she guided her now zombified bestie by a leash. It was hardly the weirdest thing Echo Creek ever witnessed, especially whenever Star Butterfly was involved. Marco's hood was over his head, but any pretense to try to appear relatively normal(you know, aside from looking like a couple of fetishists) were dashed by his new found habit of trying to bite people. Although some assumed it might have been another part of the pair's kink. The only hindrance to a city-wide zombie outbreak were the harsh pulls of the rope in Star's hand.

Star's emotions were a cocktail of guilt, confusion and disappointment. The third ingredient made itself public. "How does Earth have so many advances but," she turned towards her shambling friend "No zombie vaccines!" Marco just stared with blank eyes, foam accumulating at the corners of his mouth. Star turn her back on him to continue her ranting, ignorant of the fact that Marco was opening his mouth wider and wider. "Were all those tales from the television for naught?"

Then the zombie behind her lunged forward, and sunk his teeth into her shoulder. Star cried "OW!" Marco's bite drew blood, and it trickled down her arm. She started making pained gasps,"Aaah" at least it seemed so before her voice pitched up into laughter. "Haha, Oh Marco."

The Mexican zombie ceased his biting, and rested his chin on her wound. His eyes were still void of any life, but his expression was more like a sorry puppy than a ravenous beast. "sorRRRyy sTARrrr" he growled pitifully, his new state hindered his speech severely. Marco's mind was struggling between two forces: hugging Star to emphasize his apology, and the invasive new one's that suggested Star-tartare. Either way his hands were on her, the right on her shoulder, and the other gripped her waist.

Star cooed at Marco, even as a zombie he was still cute. His wandering hands didn't go unnoticed, as her right hand intercepted his left. "It's okay," she cupped his cheek, and could tell from his gritted teeth that he was suppressing the desire to bite her face off. She was about to 'aw' until he nipped at her neck, luckily only pinching the skin harshly. She gasped at this, and felt her cheeks heat up. "Uh. K-keep doing that."

Marco obediently did similar bites along the back of her neck. Star found herself moving her long locks aside to give him more flesh to sample. "Staaaar" Marco exhaled on her unharmed shoulder, the hot breath tickled her pale skin for as long as he stretched out her name. His incisors dug into the spot more harshly than the previous love bites, and it made her gasp. She forgot to exhale when he slowly closed his teeth around the area, bringing more of her flesh into his mouth. When he sucked on this bitten skin she moaned loud enough to turn heads, and maybe break a glass or two. It took everything in the Mewni Princess not to fall onto her knees.

But she staggered forward just enough to free herself from Marco's range. She chuckled softly at the small whimper he made upon their separation. Unfortunately her moment of ecstasy looked like something else entirely to the audience that decided to investigate the source of the loud moan.

"SHE'S INFECTED NOW!" One woman shrieked while pointing at Star. Realizing that letting her feral bestie give her hickeys on an open street was a (semi)bad idea she ran like hell. Her leash on Marco made sure he followed closely behind.

Star looked over her shoulder to check on Marco to see that he was taking to all fours like a dog to keep up with her pace. The Princess squealed at the sight of this, her dashing made it easier to emphasize the words "HOW. ARE YOU. SO. CUTE!?"

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Luckily, they were able to reach the Diaz household with zero trouble and followers. Upon entering they were greeted by Marco's mother holding a pyrex container. Marco scrambled to his feet and rushed towards the older woman. Star caught this, and yanked hard enough on the leash for Marco's back to slam onto the floor. The boy made pained guttural noises, his body squirmed, and his hands clawed at the air. Mrs.Diaz just wagged her finger at her son "No, Marco this is for the potluck," Marco made an apologetic whine, and it melted the woman's heart "Aw sweetie don't worry, I made extra--it's in the fridge you kids can help yourself". Then she left with her husband to go to the aforementioned potluck.

The remaining bits of humanity in Marco's mind were both parts confused and relieved that his Mother didn't notice his..condition. He looked over to Star who was rummaging through one of the many first aid kits he put into the house. She was most likely meaning to treat the wound that he gave her. Guilt weighed heavily upon his un-beating heart, and he found himself shuffling towards her. Before Star could push him off his mouth was already on the still-bleeding wound.

Star was about to kick her zombie friend off until she felt his tongue trace along the bitemark. Shivers ran up her spine as Marco's tongue lapped up the crimson liquid. His teeth gently brushed against the parts that had already crusted over, scrapping them off. "Haha gross, don't eat my scabs Marco." Despite this, she didn't stop him from doing so. Soon the area was cleaned, and the only blemish on Star's pale shoulder were the scars of Marco's bite. By this point both were breathing rather heavily.

Marco especially was both panting and growling, his throat on the edge of a roar. He couldn't help it, the taste of the mewman's blood was driving him wild. It provided a wave of warmth throughout his entire body, unsure if it was undead bloodlust, or just plain lust. Either way he wanted more Star and started to assault her neck and shoulders with more love bites. He let out an indignant moan when Star pushed against his chest. "Aaaaaw"

"Patience" she purred at him. The key of his sweater's zipper was in between her fingers, and slowly she pulled it down. Mindfully letting her hand stroke down his chest as she did so; applying enough pressure so he could feel the tantalizing gesture through two layers of fabric. Aroused and fighting back the urge to pounce her, Marco rotated his shoulders, freeing the upper part of his torso of his hoodie. The red garment bunched up at his elbows, his zombie brain was too stupid to free his own arms. So he just shook them around violently until Star grabbed him by the sleeves and freed him of his signature item.

Next came the grey undershirt, which met some resistance from his collar. When it couldn't be pulled through the threshold peacefully the besties worked together to tear the fabric apart. Star was surprised by how warm Marco felt despite being technically dead. She wondered what else on his person still had that spark of life, and she found herself pressing her lips onto his. He immediately returned the kiss, with a sort of beastly clumsiness expected of his new state. It didn't take long for him to bite her lip, prompting her to part her lips to let his tongue entangle hers. Star's fingers traveled all over the expanse of Marco's bare chest, while Marco had her dress's shoulder-straps in a death grip. In one swift motion he tore the dress in half, the motion caused Star's hands to be pulled away from his chest. When the tattered remained dropped on the floor she pressed her now liberated breasts onto his chest, they purred into each other's mouths.

Still needing air to live, Star was the one to interrupt their make out session. She kept a tight grip on Marco's collar to restrain him, the zombie made pleading noises at this. But he calmed down when he saw that nothing on her face suggested that they wouldn't continue. Star used her free hand, and a buck of her hips to let panties slid down her slender legs. Marco's blank white eyes got wide, he was now panting like a dog: a lolled out tongue, bestial grunts and all. Star would've commented on how endearing(to her at least) he looked, but the warrior princess had her eyes on the prize. The erection forming a tent under his jeans wasn't going to free itself. Using her otherworldly strength she made short work of the cloth, and denim that used to cover the human's lower body.

Now both teens were naked save for Marco's collar and leash, and Star's horned headband. Marco smiled broadly, and with a roar scooped Star up in his arms. "Whoa!" Star exclaimed as he carried her upstairs into his room, dropping her off onto his bed. Before she could question what just happened, she witnessed Marco expertly slide a condom onto his dick with the sort of finesse, and coordination she once thought impossible of a shambling corpse. He climbed on top of her and their eyes locked, despite his brief moment of lucidity Star could see he was still a zombie.

But he was also still Marco, and still retained enough of his old compassion to give her the classic 'you ready?' look he'd always give her before they jumped headlong into battle. Oddly enough this face felt just as at home in the bedroom as it did on the battlefield. Star smirked, and let her limbs splay out to the sides, upon this silent approval Marco entered her with a powerful thrust.

Star was letting the zombie have his way with her, the girl's mind too much in an ecstatic haze to do much of anything as he humped ferociously. The most she could do was lock her legs around his waist to keep him inside her. While he maintained this rhythm he littered her torso with sensual bites. His hands were always on her person in some form. A mental battle raged as they flip flopped between stroking her erotically, and scratching to tear off a piece of that supple flesh.(literally!) Thankfully, Star's superhuman resilience kept her whole, if anything she derived more pleasure from his nails grazing her skin. Prompting her to return the favor by clawing at his back and sides, littering the tan skin with marks of her own.

It startled her when he used one arm to pull her chest closer to his mouth, teeth bared. There was an inkling of fear that he'd bite off one of her nipples or even a whole boob. But to her delight he took a whole breast into his mouth. She shivered as she felt a warm gust of breath over the engulfed skin. Then he tightened his jaws around it, making sure to gently glide his teeth over the small lump of flesh until his teeth were pinching around her nipple. Marco started to alternate between sucking on the teat and gnawing softly on it.

He moved onto the other boob and did the same, by this point his humping slowed down considerably. But this only helped to tantalize Star's sweet spot, both gratifying her and frustrating her at the same time. In a lustful impatience she began to gyrate on his member greedily, which made him quicken his own pace in response. Faster and faster and faster, neither one caring that Marco's bed was starting to crumble under this abuse.

When they finally reached orgasm the poor framework gave way and the two found themselves tangled in each others' limbs as they landed. Star had the dopiest smile on her face, her heart cheeks fluttered through various colors of the rainbow. Her half-lidded eyes were about to drift into restful sleep until she felt Marco pull out. Being undead came with the perk of fatigue immunity, so with the condom already discarded into the trash he was itching to satiate his other carnal desires.

Even in her disoriented state Star was still able to grab his leash, and give it a quick, yet mild tug. Marco stopped immediately at this, and another tug prompted him to sit back down on his ravaged bed. She smiled, and he bared his teeth, widened eyes suggesting he was trying to duplicate her expression.

"Come on," she said softly. "Enjoy the afterglow with me," with that she pulled on the rope to guide him back into bed beside her. He complied obediently, and wrapped an arm around her. Star's finger trailed up the rope to trace themselves along his collar. Gripping it tightly she used it to pull herself up to his face to kiss his lips. A brief gesture before nestling her head back onto a pillow.

"Good boy," she purred before drifting off to sleep, predictably her grip on the leash loosened. Yet Marco stayed, staring as she rested.

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