Switched! (A Star Vs The Forces Of Evil Fanfiction)

Chapter XI: Beach Party (Part 2)

A/N: Oh God this is the gayest chapter I've written XD. Prepare yourselves. Try your best not to imagine Star as Marco.

Chapter 11: Beach Party (Part 2)

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Everyone seemed to be enjoying the party, save for one particular guy who accidentally switched bodies with his best friend, who now had to play her role as a princess, and also, the girl friend of a demon who was supposed to be his best friend.

Marco did his best to get away from Tom, but somehow, he managed to corner Marco in an isolated place inside the bar.

Slowly, Marco stepped backwards, trying to grasp anything that that would repulse him. There was only a flat countertop that nudged on Marco's back, meaning there was nowhere else to turn to.

Tom looked at him with deep longing ones, much like his face when he first met him, but at that time, they hated each other and that look was probably the look of longing to kill someone. Tom grinned, his eyes literally blazing with fire and desire.

"Star... I didn't get to show my surprise last time..." Tom stated in a low muffled growl as that of a predator seducing his prey. His fingertips traced the curves of his hearts, softly brushing them as if he was painting an image.

Clearly, he was holding back from the look in his unusual set of eyes, gazing deeply into his. Tom stared at his lips, before staring at his eyes again.

"May I?"

His fangs were bared as he stared at his beloved Star, yearning for an answer. Marco was very much confused at what to do and what not to do because firstly, he was as straight as a stick. Second, he didn't want to be the cause of any problem between Tom and Star, his two best friends.

He didn't want to think of this as a payback for all the things that he did, but it probably was. Marco held his breath, nodding his head in agreement.

Without second guessing, Tom smashed his lips against his, his rough tongue circling around his mouth, pleading for more. His face was cupped by his strong demonic grip, to ensure that no one else would take him. To make sure that he was under his possession.

"I know I'm just your regular teenage demon boy..." As they parted, Tom bit Marco's lower lip and lifted his chin up, hot breath brushing on his cheeks. "...but I know that I'm not perfect and I'm trying my best..." He brought his mouth to his ear and said in a low whisper, "you are so special. Much more special than me. I just don't like seeing other guys pining for you or I'll make sure they don't just burn in the underworld... " His bold crimson eyes stared right through him.

I'm a guy. I'm a guy. I'm a guy. I'm a fucking guy. Goddamn it. Marco wildly thought.

Marco was trembling in both fear and confusion. He didn't know if he should push him away or let him continue. Remember the rules, just play it smooth. He said to himself. But everything about this felt so wrong. He was basically doing Star a much bigger favor than she is doing him right now. The meld of the ratchet taste of booze and the demon's intense gaze melted him into the cracks of hell.

Gasping through every parting, Tom trailed his hands down Star's clothes, viciously grasping it like he was going to take every part of him. Fingers trailing to the buttons of his blouse, Marco felt bare skin exposing.

Holy. Ass. Water. He needed it right now.

Red hot alert swept through his entire body, and only then did he push him away, merely a thin line of saliva connecting their lips. Tom chuckled and wiped his mouth. Even if there were rules, he was sure Star had boundaries even with her boyfriend. And he just couldn't allow this to happen.

Especially with Star.

"Tom!-" He angrily shouted, his face flushing red. "Not...not now. I don't want this. And you taste like shit right now. Gross..."

Tom chuckled.

He sort of felt bad and relieved at the same time. Relieved that he stopped Tom from violating Star's innocence. Just then, he remembered Star's words saying that Tom 'wasn't that innocent.' Was she dressing up like that to stoop at Tom's level? Was she trying to prove herself to Tom? Whatever the answer was, he'd rather not be able to eat nachos for the rest of his life than to have Star's body violated like this.

Marco couldn' t determine Tom's expression but he sure seemed as if he was going to give in at any moment. "Mine...Star...love... " Marco then went back to the bar and asked Ian for some rope to make sure he wouldn't go into drunk drive again.

Suddenly, Tom collapsed under his shoulders, and Marco struggled to put up with his weight. Wiping a bead of sweat, he dusted his hands when he felt satisfied about tying Tom up.

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"Dreamboat, don't wear your shirt. It's made of boyfriend material which is highly toxic." Janna said. Confused, Chris raised a brow at the peculiar woman. " I highly doubt it that this shirt, made from the finest silk of Elmore, could cause any harm. Also, what you just did on that cliff was very dangerous. I have no idea why you did that. " He said and put his shirt on nonetheless.

"You know what I don't know? Your digits." Janna winked at him.

A familiar figure entered the bar followed by a person she didn't know. The familiar one was Marco and so she went and greeted him.

"Marco! Congratulations on being an older brother. How does it feel?" She asked.

"It's really exciting! I don't really know how to express it in words." Star replied. Janna scooted closer to whisper her something.

"Who's that guy? You never introduced him to us before. When I ask him his name, he only shrugs ." She curiously pointed at Chris.

Star didn't really know him in person, just that he was supposed to be her future husband. "Uhh...That's Chris. He's a...uhh...a prince?" Star shrugged. Janna mischievously smirked and rubbed her hands like a mantis. "That's perfect."

Star's attention drifted from Janna to her boyfriend, Tom, who so happened to be tied on a chair. Marco on the other hand, was making sure the knots on the rope Tom was tied around with were taut. "Take that, demon." Marco smugly smiled. Tom seemed unaware of the situation he was in.

"Babe, why are you tying me up? You evil... *hic*... thing....*hic*..." Tom lethargically drawled.

Turning around, Star saw Ethan's bewildered expression before turning back to Marco. "Marco, what happened to Tom? And you, bartender, I thought you didn't give alcohol to minors..." Star folded her arms and shot a brow.

The bartender looked mildly surprised. "But...he's no minor. He's a demon, for goodness sake! Do you think that's normal?" He stated as he shook the cocktail shaker.

Marco pulled the rope with his teeth to tighten the knots. "Yeah. Thanks to Ian, I was able to tie him down."

"You don't know how many times this had happened. That's why I keep plenty of ropes." The bartender said.

"Rrrrigghhhhtt...Eh. Just keep him tied like that." Star motioned like she was shooing him away. She thought there would be less drama with him tied up. "Anyways, we came here to have some nachos. Do you happen to have any? Err...Mr. Ian?"

The bartender nodded his head and proceeded to make nachos. The three sat on the counter as they waited for their order.

The atmosphere felt a bit heavy at first. Star wanted to ask him about how he knew their secret first in their first meeting. But, she didn't want to risk revealing their secret in public. That would also mean that she had to reveal to Marco that she was playing with Nachos.

Marco on the other hand, was busy devising every possible escape route from the bar in case Tom woke up.

A/N: Welp, that just happened. Let's just hope Marco won't be traumatized for the rest of his life. See you on Thursday!