Just Magica! Just Magica! Just Just Magica! [magica x donald]

[blackmagicduck]

There were so many possible factors to this outcome that it was truly difficult to tell which one was right - or if they were all right at once.

That years of captivity in the dime had taken away the last bits of Magica's humanity.
That someone loving her, even under a false love, was something she'd never had before.
That the spell she used to finally defeat Scrooge cost her sanity.

But in the end, did it matter? Now Duckberg was under the rule of a madwoman, and her reach was beginning to spread. Scrooge and his nephews had managed to escape, if only thanks to Donald's intervention, and he was now paying the ultimate price. The once proud mansion owned by the McDuck family was now a terrifying castle like those of old, and no one could trust their own shadow. Every raven was a spy, every night lasting longer than the one before. No one knew how to remain safe. But even if they were told, they might not believe it.

Because now, instead of revenge, Magica only wanted one thing - and anything that was a threat to it would suffer.

Like, say, ex-girlfriends.

Magica sat upon her golden throne, made out of Scrooge's treasures, conjuring up a spell to search the globe. Once she'd find these silly, stupid women who didn't know a good thing when they had it, she'd get rid of them. One couldn't run the risk of Donald still loving these wretched harpies. No matter where they were, she'd find them, surely she would, and then she'd bring them here, and then she'd take care of them right in front of Donald.

Then he'd see. Then he'd understand, understand how much she loved him, and how if he knew what was good for the world, he'd never love anyone but her.

She cackled deliriously, waving her hand to get a closer look at countries and continents. "Thought you could hide? Not for long..."

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[blackmagicduck]

Her hips rocked in time with his, creating a rhythm between them. She pulled back her lips, just enough to playfully lick his cheek, before whispering in his ear.

"Take off my dress." Not so much a harsh command, but an alluring suggestion.

[allthebadluck]

He shivered, feeling another spike of heat ripple through his body at those words. Still for a moment he hesitates, his mind still trying to talk some sense into him.

But then his hands started to move before he could stop them, moving down her body and toying with the hem of her dress. The his hands slipped underneath the dark fabric, his fingers trailing along her body as he pushed the dress up.

[blackmagicduck]

Magica let out a pleased purr, laying on the bed and allowing Donald to do most of the work. Let him explore, let him discover, all while she enjoyed his soft touch. She moved when she had to, no need to tear the fabric even if she could fix it with a flick of the wrist, so he wouldn't grow frustrated.

All the while she kept her eyes on his face, enjoying the look of shock and lust mingling in those blues. If he ever dared to glance back, he'd see her licking her lips.

[allthebadluck]

He did glance up, as he prepared to slip the dress the rest of the way off her body, and the intense look in her expression sent another shiver through his own body.

Soon the dress was over her head and tossed aside, and he swallowed past the lump in his throat as he looked down at her.

Despite everything...she was beautiful.

[blackmagicduck]

Oh yes, that was a nice face. She stroked his cheek, watching him take her all in. She traced his lips with her finger affectionately. "All yours, darling."

He could do whatever he wanted to her, if he had any mind left. If he had no ideas, no matter, she had plenty of her own. Like the hand that took his fingers and placed them on her breast.

[allthebadluck]

He drew in another breath, even as his fingers automatically wrapped around the soft mound, as if it fit under his hand.

But he was definitely hesitating now. Not just because of the conflict of sleeping with his family’s enemy...but it had also been a really long time since he’d done anything like this with anyone.

[blackmagicduck]

So be it, it only served to make him more adorable. As he squeezed her, her fingers traveled under his shirt, tracing the outlines of muscles underneath feathers.

"Mmmm... have you ever wondered how powerful you really could be?"

[allthebadluck]

He shivered, taking a shaky breath at her touch.

“Wh...What do you mean?” he asked, his mind a little slow under the lust-filled haze.

[blackmagicduck]

"All those little adventures gave you such strength and stamina... With the right direction, you could have taken anything you wanted." Why be a servant to a sorceress, when he could be king to the queen of Duckberg?

"No one ever realized your potential, so wasted..." A kiss, then another. "When all along you've been so strong..."

[allthebadluck]

His breath hitched, but his body was starting to relax more under her touch. “Y-Yeah...? Y’think so?”

It was getting so much harder to think, as the burning desire mixed with just feeling...appreciated for once.

[blackmagicduck]

"I know so." She stroked the top of his head, playing with a few feathers. "You risked your life over and over, but they never showed real gratitude. After all, you were family, they felt your sacrifices were obligated. But..."

She traced her lips over his neck, kissing softly and sweetly. "I know how great you are. And how much greater you can be. You... deserve the world. More importantly... you deserve me."

[allthebadluck]

He shivered again, his resistance continuing to melt away under everything she was offering.

“Y...Y-Yeah...I guess so...”

[blackmagicduck]

"Now, you can have it all." She murmured, encouraging him as she pressed his hand to her breast again, making him squeeze her. "Take what you want. Don't hold back."

Another thrust to his hips, squeezing his waist with her leg even tighter. "Claim me."

[allthebadluck]

He shuddered, and with a small moan finally let himself go. He kissed her almost desperately, his body moving against hers as he began to enter her, pulling another moan from him.

[blackmagicduck]

Magica groaned into his mouth as he pierced her, fingers digging hard into his skin. So good - ! She pushed back with her hips, as if that would somehow drive him in even deeper, wanting every single inch of him to belong to her.

[allthebadluck]

The movement sent another jolt through him, and his arms wrapped tightly around her, holding her close as he rocked his hips, the spark pulsing through him each time their bodies met.

[blackmagicduck]

They met again, again, again, each one sending fire all throughout her body. Gods, it'd been ages since she'd felt like this, and she began to lose what little control she had. She threw her head back, breathing deeply, "Harder, oooh, harder...!"

[allthebadluck]

He groaned, those words all the encouragement he needed. His rhythm became more erratic as he moved into her again and again, faster and deeper than before. Each motion sent a jolt through him, adding to the growing fire deep inside him.

[blackmagicduck]

Her pleasure continued to build, her eyes rolling back. She began to cry out his name, over and over. It wouldn't be long now, and part of her was tempted to use her magic to change that - but thankfully she was far too distracted to really try.

Soon she couldn't even form his name anymore, reduced to nearly feral noises of ecstasy.

[allthebadluck]

His arms tightened around, holding her close as he continued to thrust inside her. Part of him at least thought about holding out for as long as he could, but the rest was too far gone.

And soon enough, the pressure inside him finally boiled over, and with a low, rough moan he spilled into her, his body shaking as the heated pleasure coursed through him and flooded out.

[blackmagicduck]

Yes, at last, he was finally all hers. Now she had claimed every part of him. She had yet to reach her own climax, but it was just a matter of friction and time now, seconds away, so her hips kept moving, regardless of his own satisfaction.

The need to take all of him was overwhelming, and instead of favoring him with another kiss, she bit his shoulder, hard.

[allthebadluck]

He jumped a bit at that, groaning as she continued to move around him, only adding to the heat still coursing through him. His own hips ground against hers, holding on to the hot pleasure for as long as he could.

[blackmagicduck]

She sunk her teeth hard into his flesh, refusing to let go until - until - her head was thrown back with a great cry, her body erupting, finally finishing like a typhoon hitting the shore. For the briefest of moments, the powerful sorceress appeared weak, panting as she lay on the bed, eyelashes fluttering.

"Oh... Donald..."

[allthebadluck]

He could feel her climax passing through her, as if transferring to him as well, pulling another ragged groan from his throat. As the heat finally began to ebb, he all but crumpled, propped up on his elbows just barely able to keep from collapsing on top of her completely. He took a few ragged breaths, trying to calm himself.

And try not to think about what they’ve just done.

[blackmagicduck]

As if she'd ever let him forget.

Her breath slowly began to even out, as her nerves continued to shiver and shake. One arm slid around him comfortably, while her other hand strokes his cheek with her fingers. "That... was wonderful." She murmured. "You awoke a whole new side of you..."