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 Marco awoke to soft sunlight, tangled up in cool silk sheets in a humongous bed. The walls were the gray stone of Castle Mewni. His body ached all over, but it was a comfortable ache. Suddenly, he became aware that someone was holding him from behind, their breath warm on his back. He jumped up in shock and spun around, only to see Star, just waking up, her sleep interrupted by his movements.
 
 "Hmmm...Marco? MARCO!" she cried, flinging her arms around him. She smelled sweet, like flowers. "You're awake!"
 
 "Yeah...what happened?" Marco disengaged from her hug and looked down at his chest. There was an ugly, twisted scar there. "Also...why am I not wearing a shirt? Or pants?"
 
 "Well, they were sort of covered in blood," said Star. She reached out with one hand and delicately touched his face, nervously flinching back when her fingers brushed his skin. Suddenly, Marco remembered what had happened before he had fallen unconscious: TickTock, dragging a blade deep against his face, so deep he could feel the blade scraping against bone -
 
 Marco leapt out of the bed and ran to a mirror, examining the scar on his face. "Wow, it's not as bad as I thought it would be," he said, examining the light pink line that extended from his forehead, across the bridge of his nose, and down the corner of his lip.
 
 "Well...I might have magicked away that scar a bit. TickTock actually almost sliced your face in two." Star cast her eyes down, squeezing her shoulders. Marco shuddered. "But I left some of it there. I thought you might want a scar to show off."
 
 "Hmmmm...yeah, it looks...interesting. I like it!" Marco preened in front of the mirror. "Wait, where are my parents? Janna? Ferguson?"
 
 "Ferguson...I...I honestly don't know. Your parents and Janna are back on earth," Star replied. She was staring at Marco with an intensity that almost made him uncomfortable. "You were actually out for a few days. Your parents agreed to leave you here - they figured that magical healing would be more than any hospital could do."
 
 "I'm surprised they wanted to do that, after everything that's happened." Marco sat back on the edge of the bed. It felt good to be up and moving, but his muscles still ached.
 
 Star laughed, and Marco could tell she was happy, genuinely happy. "That's the thing. After we fell through the portal, your dad helped save my mom and dad from the robots that TickTock summoned. If it wasn't for him, they would have been killed." She shrugged. "I think my mom is still a little wary of him, but it doesn't matter. She said I could go back!" She flung her arms around Marco again, and he fell back against the bed with her on top of him. "I can go back to living with you!"
 
 "Really?" Marco laughed as Star hugged him tightly, nuzzling him.
 
 "Yeah! My dad even said it might be good to have me living with a magic user. Someone who can make sure I don't do too much damage. I'm just glad I don't have to leave." Star was wearing a thin nightgown, and Marco could feel the heat of her body through it, pressing against his skin. Her face was inches from his. He could feel her heart fluttering, feel her chest rise and fall with each breath. "I thought I had lost you," she said, a tear suddenly rolling from one eye. "I thought I would never see you again...then I thought you were dead..." her hands trembled, clutching at his shoulders.
 
 "I was worried too," said Marco, pulling her close, hugging her tight. Star gave out a little gasp. "I thought TickTock had killed you at one point."
 
 Star's forehead was now touching his. He could feel her tears dripping from her eyes onto his face. Her breath was shaky, and she was trembling. "Please never leave again," she said, and then she was kissing him, and her lips tasted sweet, her hands were on his face, pulling him in to kiss him harder, and her body was pressing against his, and all Marco could think about was the feel of her skin on his and her lips on his.
 
-When she broke off the kiss she was gasping, running her hands up and down Marco's back. He realized his hands had slipped under her nightgown, and were caressing the smooth skin of her back as well.
+When she broke off the kiss she was gasping, running her hands up and down Marco's back. He realized his hands had slipped under her nightgown, and were caressing the smooth skin of her back as well. His fingers trailed over the base of her wings and she gasped, pressing her hips down into him. She kissed him again, furiously, pressing her lips hard onto his. "Don't ever get yourself hurt for me ever again," she whispered into his ear when he was done.
 
 "Well....I can't promise that," Marco whispered, holding her trembling against him. "I'll always look out for you. And I know you'll always look out for me." He trailed his hands up and down her back, enjoying the soft feel of her skin.
 
 "I don't need you to die for me," she said, and he felt hot tears on his neck. "I just...I need YOU." She pulled back from him, straddling him, looking down at him. "I need you," she whispered, and then she pulled her nightgown above her head. She was wearing nothing beneath it. The light and shadow played across her creamy white skin, and even her breath was gorgeous, the way her body rose and fell. She leaned down and kissed Marco again, and he could feel her hot skin sliding across his, her hands exploring his body, tracing across his scars. Marco's hands were sliding across all her curves, squeezing, pinching, eliciting small gasps as Star kissed him over and over again, all the while babbling "I need you, I need you." Finally, her hands strayed down to his boxers. "Take them off," she said, demanding. "It's not fair that I'm the only one naked."
 
 "Star...should we really do this?" Marco whispered. Her sweet blue eyes were filling up his entire vision.
 
 Star laughed, yanking down Marco's boxers, her cool hand wrapping around him. "You're beautiful," she said. She guided one of his hands down between her legs. Marco felt the heat there, felt how wet she was. "I need you," she said again.
 
 Marco pushed Star back down on the bed so he was on top of her. She gasped as he slid his fingers into her, arching her back, her hips rolling, pale skin flushing pink with excitement, moaning, gasping as he curled his fingers inside of her. Her eyes fluttered to the back of her head, and she grabbed him, kissing him, moaning into his mouth. "Enough," she gasped, then whispered, "I want you inside me."
 
 She guided him inside her, trembling and gasping, pushing her hips forward when he was on the threshold. When he slid into her she arched her back and cried out, hands knotting the sheets, eyes staring off blankly into nothing, feeling him slide slowly in, shaking as her mind went blank. She felt him sliding in and out of her and wrapped her legs around him, pushing her hips against his, pushing him into her until it was almost painful, but she enjoyed the pain. She pulled Marco down to kiss him, and she enjoyed his weight on her, enjoyed the smell of his sweat, his small gasps. She ran her hands through his hair and kissed him, and then as she felt the pleasure building up in her, the tension building in her body, she held him against her, her nails scratching his back, as she gasped and moaned his name in his ear.
 
 Her mind was going blank, now. Her entire body was tensed, and all she could feel was Marco sliding in and out of her, the pleasure radiating through her body with each stroke. Her hips were grinding, pushing against his, her body arched, until it was too much, too much, and she threw her head back and cried out, her body shaking, rolling, her mind a fog. She could feel herself squeezing down on Marco as he was inside her, and when he came she cried out again, as a fresh wave of pleasure rolled through her. She pulled Marco in and kissed him as their bodies shook, moaning, gasping until the pleasure finally receded in her.
 
 Afterwards they lay panting, sweat-soaked, laughing, kissing each other. "We...didn't use a condom," Marco said, bashfully.
 
 "A what?"
 
 "Uh...protection? Birth control? To keep you from getting pregnant?"
 
 "Oh!" said Star, grabbing her wand from where it had lain, forgotten, tangled in the sheets. "Don't worry about that, I have a spell for that." With a flash of light, she tapped the wand against her stomach and shivered. "I'll only ever have babies when I want to." Then she turned to Marco and grinned. "So...wanna do it again?"