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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[lifesa_witch]

"I stock up," she gestured around them. "I try to find new books, and things for us to watch." She left out the part about researching him, not wanting to scare him off.

[richestduck]

Scrooge hugged her tightly, hiding his face from her.

"I'd like you to do something you like to do that doesn't have to do with me while I'm gone," he told her.

He was clinging to her but...he didn't want her stuck in his rut.

[lifesa_witch]

"Does it have to be right now?" She touched his cheek, trying to make him look at her. "Do you not want me there?"

[richestduck]

"I do want you there," he told her softly. "But I don't want...I couldn't forgive myself if I dragged you down with me."

[lifesa_witch]

"I'm a big girl." She lightly tapped his beak. "I can take care of myself. I want to be with you."

[richestduck]

"I know. I just want you to be happy."

Even if it wasn't with him.

[lifesa_witch]

"And I'm happiest with you." A light kiss. "Aren't you happiest with me?"

[richestduck]

He nodded. She did honestly make him...very content. (Would nodding his agreement jinx her even if he didn't think the word "happy"?)

He nuzzled her neck feathers.

[lifesa_witch]

"There. So don't worry about a thing. I'll find a way to you, always." She held him close to her.

[richestduck]

He held onto her, breathing in her scent. He really could just fall asleep again right here, safe in her arms. He closed his eyes, just drinking in the contact.

[lifesa_witch]

She stroked his head, content in this place. "Always..."

[richestduck]

"It's nice to hear you say that," he admitted.

[lifesa_witch]

"I mean every word. Even if you don't believe me."

[richestduck]

"I'm trying to get better about that," he told her.

[lifesa_witch]

"I can live without you trusting me. What matters is that I trust you."

[richestduck]

"It's not fair to you though."

[lifesa_witch]

"I've learned to live an unfair life." She said with a bit of a smirk. "Comes with being the living dead."

[richestduck]

"Maybe so but if this is about mutual pleasure, I should be doing all I can to make you feel good as well."

[lifesa_witch]

"And there's the rub," She nuzzled his cheek. "No matter how good I say you make me feel, you won't believe me, and we're back at square one."

[richestduck]

Scrooge sighed. "I'll work on it."

And by "it" he meant "accepting that he did make her feel good".

[lifesa_witch]

"Until then... why don't we start small?" She leaned up a bit, and kissed her bracelet. "You trust people enjoying gifts, don't you?"

[richestduck]

He nodded his head. "Aye."

He understood that well enough at least.

[lifesa_witch]

"Then trust that I will never take it off. Not for the world." She settled back on top of him.

[richestduck]

He hugged her close to him, smiling softly. "Aye. I can trust that."

[lifesa_witch]

"Then let it be a symbol of our relationship." She smiled right back.