Pass the test, t-taste the flesh (scrooge x magica)

[blackmagicduck]

 One of the disadvantages of immortal youth was that it sometimes limited her options. If she wanted something fresh and young, she needed to be where the fresh and young people where, and gods, their music was awful. What happened to the good old days of violins and organs?

So imagine her surprise as she viewed the buffet to find one snack that looked older than most. She raised an eyebrow - he didn't seem to be in any midlife crisis. The exact opposite, in fact - like if he had any real choice, he wouldn't be here. Well... she could fix that for him.

She licked her lips, and then made her way across the room. A gorgeous beauty like her, it was like parting the ocean waves with a hand. She was by his side within seconds, sizing him up.

Nice, very nice. He even smelled delicious.

"Congratulations, you're the most miserable person here, and I think that includes the janitor."

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[blackmagicduck]

They laid there, struggling just to breathe.

"That," breath, "was," breath, "wonderful."

[richestduck]

"I'm glad," he told her.

He wanted to please her, to make her feel as important as he knew her to be.

[blackmagicduck]

It took some effort, but she tried to roll over and be up against him.

"Thank you..."

[richestduck]

"It's the least I can do."

She made him feel as if he was more than just a walking wallet. He felt wanted for him for once. He hadn't felt like anyone had cared for ages.

He didn't care about himself, but she did.

[blackmagicduck]

"There is nothing 'least' about you." Certainly not in this department. She giggled a little drowsily, perhaps high on emotions and other things and she rested her head on his chest.

[richestduck]

"Hmm..."

He was also definitely feeling an endorphin high. It was probably the first time in a long time since he'd felt so good.

[blackmagicduck]

She could fall asleep right here and now, and possibly would. She traced little lines on his chest, sighing in contentment.

[richestduck]

He held her close as he dropped off to sleep. If she took a drink now, he likely wouldn't even notice...and she'd probably get a hit of his elevated hormone level, too.

[blackmagicduck]

She waited until his heartbeat calmed, and then gave into temptation.

She crawled up his body, and this time restrained herself to a small bite, just barely sticking her fangs in. A little nightcap.

[richestduck]

He didn't even twitch, his nerves already buzzing so much that the pain didn't even register.

[blackmagicduck]

Not too much, not too much... Just enough to quench her thirst. As expected, it tasted even better this time around - but she'd have to be careful about this addiction. Gods forbid one day she lose control during sex and bite him them.

So to prevent that day, she pulled back, and snuggled up to sleep.

[richestduck]

The Bin was typically closed on Sundays so no one aside from his household staff would miss him. (Would they even miss him that much?) He was perfectly content to stay in her arms, nuzzling her in his sleep.

The treasonous little thought that one day this had to end wormed its way into his dreams, yet he somehow managed not to sink into the sadness the thought typically brought with it.

[blackmagicduck]

She woke up first - her kind didn't need to sleep much.

She'd have to cast another enchantment for the day to make him see the library as a house for when he left... but for now, she was content to watch his sleeping face, petting his whiskers.

[richestduck]

Even asleep, he didn't think it was possible to feel so content. Everything in his home life was ruined, but at least he had Magica. For however long she'd have him, at least he had Magica...

[blackmagicduck]

She was in no hurry to wake him up and have him return to the world. Bunch of ingrates didn't know treasure when they had it. Fie on them - he was hers now, and she wasn't going to give him back, not the way he used to be.

Her arms tightened a little around him. He was hers, now and forever.

[richestduck]

It wouldn't be until mid-morning that he stirred. He clung to sleep as long as he could, afraid that opening his eyes would reveal it was all just a dream. However, he couldn't sleep forever, and he opened his eyes up into slits, immediately locking onto Magica.

[blackmagicduck]

She smiled, lightly poking his beak.

"Good morning."

[richestduck]

"Morning," he murmured in response, nuzzling her neck for a moment. "Thank you for last night."

[blackmagicduck]

"Are you kidding? I should be thanking you." Had it been three, or four, or...? It'd been so good she lost count. "I haven't felt that good in years."

[richestduck]

"I guess practice really does make perfect," he mused.

After all, they'd had sex before. He must not've been as up to snuff as he'd thought during the previous attempts.

[blackmagicduck]

Oh. Right. This wasn't supposed to be their first time.

"Yes, well... it's amazing what confidence can do."

[richestduck]

"Hmm." He forced himself to sit up. "What time is it?"

[blackmagicduck]

"That's... a good question." Being someone who technically didn't need sleep, she usually didn't need much in the way of clocks.

She rolled off him, trying to find where she'd last left her phone.

[richestduck]

Scrooge got up to sit on the edge of the bed. He could fish into his coat pocket from where his coat lay in a crumpled mess on the floor, but...he really didn't want to look. Because then the outside world would be all the realer for it.

[blackmagicduck]

She saw where his eyes led, and took out his phone for him, sitting up on the bed.

"My my. We really slept in."