happilyeverbeginning | i keep on fallin' [scrooge x magica]

If Magica had a heart, it would've been beating rapidly. Though she had longed to be free of her shadowy prison for centuries, a part of her had given up hope long ago. Even now, with the last of the ingredients gathered, that part of her said something wouldn't work. Scrooge's power wouldn't be strong enough, she'd been trapped too long - and then there was the horror of what if it did work? Would she age rapidly into bones or dust? If she lived, would she be able to adjust in this world? Ultimately, she was more afraid this night than she'd ever been her entire long, long life.

That was probably why she was so silent, as the last of the candles were lit. Technically, everything was being set up perfectly. She stayed on the while, quietly observing, staying as still as she could. Surely something would go wrong. Scrooge would change his mind. They'd gotten an ingredient wrong. Something. Anything.

Of course, stubborn as she was, she wasn't going to tell Scrooge how she felt. Let him draw his own conclusions.

"Hmm..."

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A part of her was tempted to snap at him, tell him to shut up, he did this to her! He burdened her with weak feelings! She'd be a true dark sorceress if she ended his miserable life here and now!

"A little past sunrise." She finally mumbled, reluctantly understanding that for all the mental screams of blood echoing in her head, she simply lacked the will to follow up. She sighed, putting her hands in her lap, hoping that Scrooge hadn't realized either of their feelings.

"Well, I've certainly been lazy, haven't I?" Scrooge opened his mouth in another yawn, shaking his head to try and clear some of the cobwebs from it. "How are you feeling?"

"Fine." She answered far too quickly. She then shook her head - it'd do no good for him to see her at her weakest. Time to play the part of the seductive, powerful sorceress.

"With my magic returned, my energy is limitless. Which is fortunate, should you ever last a little longer than before."

"Excuse me for not taking a nap to get a little bit of extra energy. Wasn't expecting to be put physically through my paces such as they were."

As bland as his face was, there was the faint creep of a blush. He'd enjoyed it but that hadn't exactly been what he'd expected of his first time.

Magica smirked - excellent, she spotted his weakness before he spotted hers. Now, all she had to do was keep this up for... the rest of their natural lives.

She wasn't really good at planning things ahead, was she?

"And here I thought you enjoyed a bit of adventure here and there." She reached over to stroke the underside of his beak. "Should I give you a warning next time?"

He shivered at the touch, part of him really, really wanting to pick up where they left off last night. He'd be lying if he said he hadn't imagined at least once during the long years they'd been together what she looked and felt like.

Luckily for her, he wasn't quite alert enough to have recognized her quiet response to his initial question.

"I'm just saying if you wanted me to last longer, you should've jumped me at some point when I hadn't just finished creating your body out of magic." He paused. "...Somehow that didn't sound as odd in my head as it does out loud."

Mmm, making him flustered did wonders for her stress. It was so easy to forget about her freak out when her touch had such an effect on him. "Most men would be flattered about a woman desiring them so deeply. I don't recall hearing any complaints."

She slowly dragged her finger away. "Finding it hard to think, Scroogie?"

"I slept in too late, and half my brain's still in Dreamland," he complained, lifting his chin up so her finger couldn't tease him anymore (as much as he regretted it). "You want to switch places and be the business tycoon today? You probably paid as much attention to yesterday's meeting as I did."

He was struggling to bring the blush back under control. He hadn't been naive and innocent, but he still had a small streak of shyness in him somewhere. He'd never courted women before though he'd been courted. Being jumped was a new one for him.

Using every excuse in the book to avoid the truth? She understood it perfectly, using it herself to justify why it was so delightful to tease him. She began to regret using her magic to dress herself, as she could've enjoyed the stare he would've made as she collected her clothing.

"I could have woken you up, I guess." A fake sigh, tossing her hair over her shoulder, before going in for the kill. "But you seemed to be having such a sweet dream... about me." Smirk.

"GLXBT!"

Really, that was the only way to describe the sound he just made. Every feather fluffed up as he turned bright red from embarrassment.

His beak opened and closed, but no other sounds came out.

She had to bite down on her tongue to keep from laughing. Oh, Scroogie, you were such a perfect mark.

She settled for an amused giggle, before leaning in dangerously, eyelashes fluttering, licking her lips. "Which makes me curious... what was I doing, darling? Or... what were you doing to me? I'm no fairy, but I could make a few dreams come true." Let him try to talk that way out of that one.

"I...have...no idea what you're talkin' about!" he said, his voice too high-pitched to be normal.

He got to his feet, wobbling a bit as he gave a toothy grin.

"Well, what say you we get something to eat? I for one could eat a whole steer!"

Thank god he wasn't this bad a liar at business meetings. She took her time getting up, making sure to run her hands along her body - rather, making sure he saw her do that. "Hm... I've forgotten how good a decent meal can be. We can always pick your brain another time."

And then, a fun wink. "My first time in public... I'll try to be a good girl~"

Agreed. He never would've gotten ahead in business if he'd been unable to hold his cards close to his chest.

He stiffly walked over to grab his cane. While he did have a slight limp from a previous injury, the cane was more of a tool than anything else. Plus everyone saw the cane and thought "dotty old man".

"Ehm, thank you for cleaning me up, too. Or at least, I assume it was you."

Because it would've been embarrassing to walk around with leftovers from last night in his feathers.

He held out his arm to her.

"Of course. Now that I have my magic, why not make things easier for the both of us?" She took his arm, making sure to squeeze her chest into it for good measure. She knew full well she couldn't keep up the sexy queen act forever, but one last little romp wouldn't kill him.

Truthfully, she was starting to get a little excited. Ground under her feet, air in her lungs, food in her belly - she could finally experience it all again like new.

i keep on fallin' [scrooge x magica]

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