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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[richestduck]

He removed his coat, also letting it fall to the floor, before climbing in behind her. The warm water felt good, cleansing, and he grabbed the soap to work up a lather. Only instead of giving himself a scrub, he started to wash her back.

[blackmagicduck]

"Always the gentleman," she purred as he work on her aching muscles.

"Nice and slow now... don't miss a spot."

[richestduck]

"I won't," he told her, making sure to take his time as he slowly worked his way down from her shoulders.

[blackmagicduck]

"Oooh, very good." She sighed, leaning against him, her rear giving him a friendly push.

[richestduck]

He grunted as he felt her rear brush his sensitive parts, the water only seeming to heighten the sensation.

[blackmagicduck]

Liked that, did he? So she did it again, as she bent over to pick up shampoo for her hair.

[richestduck]

He'd never considered taking her from the rear. However, he could somewhat see the appeal in this scenario. Still, he'd rather not.

He did, however, wash the small of her back.

[blackmagicduck]

If he wouldn't take it, she wouldn't force it. There was plenty of fun to be had in teasing, after all.

She worked on her hair, since that was the original reason they were here. "You have such a gentle touch."

[richestduck]

"I try," he told her. "The last thing I want to do is scrub you raw."

[blackmagicduck]

"Sometimes I like a little pain." She glanced back at him with a grin.

[richestduck]

"A little pain is fine but I don't want to seriously hurt you."

[blackmagicduck]

"I trust you... and in the same way, you can trust me."

[richestduck]

"I'm trying," he told her. "Honestly, I want to trust you."

But that final leap was terrifying. If he took it and she decided to leave him, he'd shatter on the rocks waiting for him.

[blackmagicduck]

"Maybe you can't today..." She reached back, found his hands, and placed them on her belly. "But perhaps someday, you will. I'm willing to wait."

[richestduck]

He closed his eyes and leaned his head against the back of her neck, taking a shuddering breath. Gods, what had he done to deserve this woman?

"And if it takes years?" he whispered, afraid.

[blackmagicduck]

"If it takes decades."

She raised one of his hands to kiss his fingers.

[richestduck]

He stood silent for several more minutes before he whispered, "Just...don't dismiss other opportunities that come knocking. I don't want you to think you have to wait."

[blackmagicduck]

"Oh, I won't deny that there are other opportunities. Why deny that I'm beautiful?" She smirked, tracing the outline of his palm.

"But I deserve only the best, and I'm not going to let it slide by so easily."

[richestduck]

"Promise me," he insisted.

Because he wasn't the best and he knew it. He was so damn old and he wasn't likely to die any time soon. He could very well outlive her while leaving her waiting.

[blackmagicduck]

Not if everything went to her newest plan. It was unusual for her kind to turn one so old, but rules were meant to be broken.

"Very well, if that's what it will take for you to believe... then I give you my word."

[richestduck]

He relaxed a bit. Good. That was good.

With a bit of effort, he resumed washing her back.

[blackmagicduck]

There, much better. "I feel like you're doing all the work. Shouldn't I do something?"

[richestduck]

"I'm almost done," he told her. "Unless you want me to wash your hair, too."

[blackmagicduck]

"I wouldn't complain. Gives you an excuse to play with it all you like."

[richestduck]

He continued scrubbing before reaching for the shampoo bottle. He massaged the shampoo into her scalp and hair, taking his time with it.