happilyeverbeginning | reign over everything / take over everything (magica x scrooge x poe)

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reign over everything / take over everything (magica x scrooge x poe)

Magica was genuinely happy - not the malicious smirk of making her enemies suffer, nor the lustful glee of a good night in Scrooge's arms - no, what was on Magica's face this evening was of pure happiness. And why shouldn't she be? The one person nearest and dearest to her heart was finally coming home. The moment she'd gotten the notice - via a letter tied around a raven's leg - she ordered the most lavish celebration the coven could create for his arrival. All the best wines were to be brought up, the fattest pigs slaughtered...

The entire castle was gathered in the throne room - slaves, witches, warlocks, relatives and minions, all were to be there for the return of the second head of the coven. The moment the doors opened, the music played, and everyone else fell to their knees in worship.

Funny enough, the man in question didn't appear to give a damn about what was going on.

Sure, he was smiling, but he wasn't acknowledging anyone he walked by, no matter how loudly they called his name and praised his safe return. As far as Lord Poe De Spell was concerned, there was only one other person in the room - his dear sister.

Once Poe arrived at the base of the thrones, he put an arm to his stomach and bowed graciously. Magica in turn placed a hand on her dress for a simple, quick curtsy. "It is good to see you home safe and sound, Poe."

"It's good to be home, Magica." He raised his head. "The conquest of the southern territories was a complete success. They shan't be giving us anymore trouble."

With the formalities over with, Magica suddenly ran into Poe's arms, and he held her as tightly possible.

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"I can learn. Please teach me, Master," Scrooge responded just before he kissed Poe. Then he started to preen Poe's neck feathers.

Poe took the dessert plate and put it aside - they'd be hungry for it later. The kisses would be soft at first, with Poe cupping Scrooge's cheeks and trying to calm him down.

There were no breasts for him to fondle, his usual trick to start turning Magica on. He wasn't sure what to do as his hips automatically rubbed against Poe's.

He just needed to pay attention. To learn what it was that Poe's body was trying to tell him...

After a few more kisses, Poe's tongue began to glide in Scrooge's mouth, still tasting dessert. While one hand still cupped Scrooge's cheek, the other slid down his chest before settling between his thighs, stroking him slowly.

Scrooge moaned into Poe's mouth, his body stiffening at Poe's attentions. He pressed himself into Poe's hand, allowing the other man to feel his desire.

Now he had to play it carefully, lest the party end before the celebration really began. After a few more teasing strokes, he pulled back and began to undress himself.

Nice and slow, letting his partner take a good look.

Another moan, this one of regret that Poe was pulling away. However, Scrooge watched as Poe undressed himself. Scrooge wore his usual threadbare tunic, and he wondered if he should be undressing himself like Poe was.

Once Poe was undressed, he smirked to see that Scrooge hadn't really moved. "Patient, are we?" He asked as he tugged at Poe's tunic.

In response, Scrooge began removing the tunic. It wasn't as slow and seductive as Poe had done, but he did manage to prove that the tunic was just the tiniest bit unflattering. Not that Poe hadn't seen him naked before...

But now he had time to admire and observe. He ran his hand over Scrooge's chest, mildly impressed. He chuckled to himself, wondering if one day Magica would just have him strut about naked to show himself off.

He pulled Scrooge to him and began to kiss him again, adjusting Scrooge towards his lap.

Scrooge kissed back, running one hand through Poe's hair as he moved to straddle Poe's lap. That seemed to be what Poe was going for.

Still, Scrooge wasn't sure how this would work. This wasn't like having sex with a woman.

Poe began to lay down and opened his legs. Guessing Scrooge still needed some help, he took the slave's hand and tried to guide it downward, past Poe's own warm flesh.

Scrooge followed, running his fingers over Poe's nethers as he explored what was there. He knew the general feeling of that area, of course. He'd had to finish himself off many, many times.

He wrapped his hand loosely around Poe and began to slowly pump up and down, closing his eyes as he tried to imagine it as handling himself...only trying to make it pleasurable as well.

That hadn't been Poe's intention, but, hell, who was he to argue? He sighed, letting go of Scrooge and closing his eyes to allow Scrooge to do whatever he pleased.

The man had good hands - those rough callouses sent shivers up and down his spine as he was touched.

Scrooge continued slowly pumping. He moved himself downward so his face was even with Poe's nethers.

Magica liked it when he did this...maybe Poe would, too?

He released Poe and then slowly ran his tongue along the other man.

"Oh!" Poe's eyes snapped open. Given how confused Scrooge had been about this whole thing, he was surprised that Scrooge would think to go there.

Maybe he was right about the whole "seductive harlot" thing. But he'd think about that angle later.

Scrooge lifted his head at the surprised cry. "Is that all right, Master?"

"I just didn't realize how hungry you were." Poe answered, amused. "Go right ahead."

Cautiously, Scrooge attempted another lick, running his tongue along the shaft and around the tip. It was certainly different. An entirely new sensation that he wasn't sure was a good or bad thing.

"Mmmm..." Poe, for his part, definitely felt it as a good thing. He gripped the sheets underneath him, trying to hold out for as long as he could.

Scrooge continued lapping away at Poe. It was definitely different, but he was growing increasingly used to it. So much so that he actually wrapped his mouth around Poe and started to lightly suck experimentally.

"Oh, gods, yes!" How could Scrooge be so good at something he was new at? Poe couldn't even control the thrusting of his hips in response.

Scrooge coughed as the first thrust shoved Poe farther into his mouth, nearly causing him to choke. He backed off a bit, massaging Poe's hips with his hands as he sucked lightly on the tip.

Much like the first night, Poe was so concentrated on his own pleasure that he stopped thinking about Scrooge and what he was going through. He moaned loudly, continuing to move his hips back and forth.

Scrooge coughed a few more times, trying not to gag as Poe slammed into his mouth over and over. He wondered if he was going to have a voice in the morning at this rate.

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