Fun With Starco - Kissing

Princesses were special. Everyone knew that. They were sweeter, they were softer, they smelled better. They practically sparkled. Everything about princesses was just...nicer.

So he shouldn't have been surprised to discover that kissing a princess was so heavenly. Not that he'd had much experience prior to dating Star. But he had hugged enough girls to know they weren't this soft. And kissing his mother's cheek never tasted this sweet. No dessert he'd ever had in his life could match it either, for that matter.

And it shouldn't have been surprising that a magical princess was so good at matters relating to love, like kissing. Didn't heroes fight dragons for a princess's kiss? He felt like he understood his childhood heroes so much better now. He could train in the dojo for days, satisfied by one taste of her lips. He was willing to fight for her safety before (though she barely needed any help, her magic had grown so strong), but now he almost wished a monster would appear just so he could feel like he had earned this affection that made him feel so good, in every sense of the word.

And it especially shouldn't have surprised him to hear her sigh a whimper of contentment, as though she was enjoying this just as much. As though “Mr. Safe” could make a girl giddy and light in the head.  As though she were right about all the wonderful things she liked to say about him, in the last week or so since they'd officially become a couple.

None of this should have been surprising. But there he was, dumbfounded and stupefied in the best way possible. Her and him both.

Kissing was probably nice for other people, but kissing a princess? That was special.

Kissing your best friend after finally figuring out just how much more they meant to you? Even more special.