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Bowser adjusted his pristine white suit and top hat every five seconds. He was about to be wedded to Peach and everything about today had to be perfect. 

Only his minions attended the ceremony. If it were up to him it would be just his minions but there were a couple of toads to the side. He always thought Peach deserved a less wimpier people to rule over but if he and Peach were to be together in matrimony then he supposed he could tolerate the mushroom walking people.

He barked at Kamek to hand him a mirror and checked for the third time that his hair was slicked back. If a single strand of hair was misplaced he was going to lose it.

The double doors at the entrance of the wedding hall opened. Bowser shoved the mirror back to Kamek, placing his top hat back on and waited to greet the princess as she walked up the altar. 

He expected the lithe blonde woman who'd been the object of his desires for so many years to be the one walking through those doors.

Instead a different beauty walked through. One with eight different veils for each of her eight heads. She stood tall, taller than even him and it was further emphasized as she chose to float a few inches off the ground, possibly to show off.

It was Chippy in her true form. He knew it was her because he recognized that body intimately. 

Bowser furrowed his brow in confusion at her presence and yet did not move from his place, feeling his heart race as she got closer.

That further confused him.

He should not be feeling this way for anyone but Peach. It felt blasphemous. The fact it was happening scared him a little.

He  gulped, the sound audible to himself as she stood before him. 

"Chippy?" His eyes rake over her form. "What are you doing here?"

"Aren't you forgetting something?" She responds curtly with a teasing gaze in her eyes. 

A moment passes and he realizes she was waiting for him to lift the veils. 

He looked to Kamek but she stopped the older koopa from raising his wand with a glare.

"No, I want you to do it, big guy."

Embarrassed, he complied, gently lifting them one by one, each eye gazing at him with adoration that he felt like he didn't deserve which was ridiculous because he obviously deserved to be adored and yet none of this felt right.

So why was he going along with it?

"Chippy, what's going on?" He asked softly, trying to rear his head straight.

"Are you seriously getting cold feet now?" She rolled her eyes and smacked his chest. "In front of everyone too?"

"But -"

"Shush." She placed a wing against his lips. "I'm not really big on ceremonies like this but I'm doing this for you, you big lug."

Bowser blinked, the feathers against his lips briefly flustering him. 

"But what about Peach?" He mumbled against her wing.

Her eyes furrowed, a dangerous glow to her body rising to the surface.

"She's married to Mario, remember?"

"GAH!"

Bowser woke up with a shout, sweating dripping down his neck as he panted heavily. 

"Just a dream." He sighed, falling back to the covers. "What an awful dream."

That must have made it the fourth time this week he dreamt about Chippy. Except the others were merely sexual in natural. Dreams he could wake up from, have a cold shower to rid himself of his aching member and forget about it as he went on with his day. 

A whole wedding? No, something was wrong with him and he knew exactly why.

That damn star sprite.

Bowser wiped the sweat from his forehead and sat up, gnashing his teeth together. After their first time together, Chippy had took it upon herself to fly in whenever it suited her fancy and despite their initial agreement of their first union being the last, she politely asked for another go.

Bowser should have declined but like a moron he went along with it under the pretense that it would be the last time this time. Until the next time she said it would be the last time... and then the next and the one after that.

He couldn't even blame her which only angered him further because that meant he was too weak to tell her no, but she was so insatiable it was hard to say no when she offered.

Bowser had bedded others before he met Peach but he could count the number of people on one claw. He was never too keen on sex. He tried it a couple of times just to experience it and came to the conclusion that he'd never be truly satisfied sexually. It was never the fault of his partners, but due to his massive physique and stamina, it just wasn't in the cards for him.

He was fine with that. Bowser was more a of a cuddler than an... intercourser. He much preferred to use his large physique for physical affection like keeping someone warm with his body or drowning them with lavish gifts.

That all changed with Chippy.

Not only could she take him fully, but she had just as much stamina as he did if not more. The issue was she had an insane drive to boot and it was driving him crazy after experiencing being fully taken care of by her.

He groaned, dragging a claw down his face and punching the bed post hard enough to break it. In all the years he's ruled, he couldn't believe he was being dragged along like some hormonal teenager. 

"I'm supposed to be better than this." He growled, stepping off the bed and moving to the door.

It was still the middle of the night so no one was awake. Not even the guards posted at his door were awake, having fallen asleep a long time ago. Normally he'd snap at them to wake up but decided not to tonight. He already had enough on his mind. 

Trekking over to a balcony, he stared up at the night sky and squinted at the stars. He wondered if sending Chippy to the Mushroom Kingdom was part of some messed up plan by them to slowly soften him up by having her seduce him. 

Bowser scoffed at the thought. They might be against him but they wouldn't do that. 

"I wonder..." 

Did Chippy's feelings for him go beyond the lust they shared? If they did, would he reciprocate? 

"... Naaaaah that can't be it."

He almost laughed at the thought. Chippy liking him? That was almost as possible as Peach accepting any of his proposals. 

Alright, from now on everything between him and the star sprite was going to be pg-13. Nothing weird, nothing intimate, just back to the basics when they first met.

How hard could that be?

Another rousing defeat by the plumbers, another stack of injuries to heal. Kamek already made sure he was properly bandaged and wrapped up the cast around his leg real tight so it wouldn't stray off again. He didn't bother telling Kamek it was him pulling it off every thirty minutes.

Bowser sighed. He wasn't even invading the Mushroom Kingdom. He was in the forest looking for the French block guy to see if he had any powers to hand over when Mario and Luigi just happened to cross paths with him and he wasn't going to let them by without a scrap. 

At least he got to punch Luigi twice. 

"Hello, yellow!"

Bowser grunted a greeting, slowly raising his head to peer at the star sprite. "Chippy. Come to gloat?"

"Aw, come on, you know me better than that don't you?" She floated closer, eyeing his injuries. "Yeesh, they really went to town on you."

"You were watching the whole thing." He growled. "You even helped them fly over my fire breath."

"They're still my friends, of course I'm gonna help them." She tilted back up to meet his eyes, a mischievous smile present on her lips. 

He snapped his teeth at her in response.

"Hey, watch the teeth!" She rose higher to avoid them from gnawing on her shoes. "Are you mad at me?"

"What do you think?" 

She pouted. "Can you really stay mad at your old pal, Chippy?"

"Yes, I can!" He glared at her but nothing he did ever worked on her anymore. "I can stay mad forever if I want to!"

"Are you sure about that?"

She flew in closer to nuzzle her face against his cheek. His claws clenched slightly at the sheets, willing himself to stay strong.

"I'm sure!" He managed to get out.

"Really?" She whispered, kissing his cheek once, followed by another down his neck.

To his credit, Bowser didn't give a reaction save for an audible gulp.

Starlow loved it when Bowser was injured. Not because she enjoyed seeing him get hurt (only a little bit) but because he  was more inclined to let her be in control. Bowser put up a tough front but he becomes a big baby when forced to recover. 

Plus she was a giver at heart and she loved giving his hurt body the nurturing it needed even if he was grumpy about it.

"I know you can't stay mad at me." Starlow teased, using her star power to send warm tingles throughout his body. She smiled against his scales, feeling him involuntarily shiver and swallow down a groan.

"You're being difficult today." She continued, panting against him. That was fine, she liked to slowly break him down before he gave in. He always did.

The star sprite felt the heat of the moment die down when she felt a claw gently peel her off.

"Bowser?"

The heat in Bowser's gaze was still present but he shoved it down with a grimace. "Er, let's put a pin on that stuff, Chippy." He pointed a claw at his cast. "Got a broken leg, y'know?"

She stared blankly at him. "What?"

"What do you mean, what? I'm injured here!"

"Bowser, last week you had two broken arms and a couple of missing teeth." She pointed out with a drawl. "You didn't complain when I rode you then."

"T-That was then, this is now!" Bowser retorted with a flushed face. 

"Oh, come on! Are you actually mad at me?!"

"I'm allowed to say no, aren't I?!" Bowser growled.

"I -" She paused to choose her words carefully. "You are but..." 

"But what? Can't get enough of this koopa?" He grinned in a manner in which he knew would annoy her. "I know I'm a ten but you don't gotta be obsessed with me."

"Get over yourself." She huffed. "I don't know why you're being a prude but fine, two can play that game."

She floated down, seating herself comfortably onto his chest. 

"What are you doing?" He asked, nervous she might try something.

"You said you wanted to chill, right?" She wiggled her shoes side to side. "Let's chill."

Thankfully her sort of threat ended there and in Bowser's opinion they ended up having a good time before she had to leave. Bowser managed to keep up his act until eventually they were back to their usual dynamic. While it sucked to have to ended their little rendezvous, it was for the better. For the both of them.

Not that he'd tell her that straight to her face. It's not that he's scared of her, not at all! It was just easier this way.

However, it seemed like she caught on and didn't make any approach of the lewd kind anymore after his first refusal. He appreciated that at first but after a month he realized there was a tension building between them. Not hostile but it felt like she was waiting for him to make a move on her.

Which was increasingly getting more difficult as time went on.

Bowser slammed his head against the shower wall, the feeling of the cold water splashing against his scales cooling his annoying morning wood down. He felt like a teenage koopa, pumped full of hormones except now it was a star sprite that made him like this.

He wanted to punch something. He wasn't supposed to be like this, he was better than whatever this was. Bowser didn't make it to king-hood just to be brought low by some flimsy desires. 

"Your showerness?" Kamek's voice speaks from outside the bathroom door.

"I'm busy, Kamek!" Bowser shouted, feeling his temper flare. "Shove off before I make you!"

"It's rather important!'

"Don't care! Go away!" 

"It's from Princess Peach."

Bowser shut the shower off, not even bothering to dry himself off as he slammed the door open. 

"Peach?! What did she send?"

Kamek held up a pink envelope with Peach's stamp on it. Bowser snatched it from him, and tore it open, his wet claws ruining the paper material as he read.

"Dear, King Koopa.

I hope this letter finds you well.

I have a matter of utmost importance to discuss with you and thus have decided to hold a meeting.

I know how you feel about being withheld from these discussions. Hopefully you will arrive in a better mood.

Sincerely, Princess Toadstool

P.S. There will be cake.

Bowser reread the letter three times before glancing at his advisor with excitement. 

"She's inviting me?"

He nods. "It appears so, sire."

Bowser grinned and almost dumps the letter on the floor but on a rare occasion of thoughtfulness he gently moved to place it on his drawer. He treasured anything the princess sent, this was no different.

"I'm heading off, Kamek!" Bowser proclaimed, still wet and leaving water on the floor with every step.

"What if the Mario brothers are there, sire?" Kamek asked.

"Then I'll beat him and his twig brother up, just grab me my clown car while I dry off!"

"But perhaps I should accompany you -"

"Don't you dare." Bowser snarled, fumes rising from his chest. "She invited me this time, Kamek! Besides, if everything goes south I'll just kidnap her."

"But it always goes south..."

Bowser either didn't hear him or didn't care for his input.

Bowser couldn't remember the last time he ever had a pleasant welcome in the Mushroom Kingdom. It was probably because he never was welcome here due to invading it every week.

He made a grand show arriving in his clown car and stomping his way around the castle, taking the longest route to the meeting room to make sure every toad knew he was here and that they couldn't do anything about it. He sent a feral grin full of sharp teeth at a couple of toads guarding the entrance to the meeting room. To their credit, they didn't shriek like the others before them and he silently respected that.

That was until he moved fast with his fist aimed low for their heads and they quickly folded, scattering out of his way to let him through.

"GWAHAHAHA!"

Bowser laughed, shoving the giant doors aside to step inside. There he saw her, the apple of his eye sitting to the very right of the room. The table was still broken from when he smashed it apart, but it didn't appear to bother her. The podium where he last saw her here was empty. In fact, he couldn't help but notice it was just her here and no one else. 

"Peach!" He shouted, strutting forwards and shoving his suspicions to the back of his mind. "I'm flattered you finally decided to invite me to one of these things! About time you deigned me worthy!"

"Bowser." 

She smiled at him. At him! The last time she ever smiled at him was when they first met under the pretense of peace between their kingdoms.

He noted her flawless appearance, the way her floor-length pink dress hid her curves, but did nothing to diminish her beauty. Bowser didn't care if she wore the same dress everyday, he could never tire of her beauty. If anything it made her look cute and he liked cute. Not that he'd ever tell anyone that. Except maybe Peach if she asked.

So engrossed in his thoughts, Bowser didn't notice Peach gently take a cup into her hand, taking a sip from it.

"Would you like a slice?"

Bowser blinked and took notice of the cake in front of her. The top of it was styled in the shape of her crown with pink frosting along the outer edges. He loved her cakes and they tasted better knowing she baked them herself.

"Yeah, gimme a slice!" He nodded, eagerly. 

She acknowledged his request with a smile that made his stomach do flips. Peach cut a slice for him, placing it onto a plate and sliding it over to the seat next to her.

Bowser slowly approached the seat, glancing at it and wondered if it was okay to sit next to her. When she nodded, he pulled the seat out and sat down, the poor material making a creaking sound from supporting his weight. The spikes on his shell stabbed through it and he knew he was going to have to smash it when he stands up later because he did not want to have a chair stuck to his shell.

It suddenly dawned on him how strange this was. She was acting like they were old friends or something.

"Where's Mario and Luigi?"  He asked, growing worried that perhaps Kamek was right about all this.

"They're out exploring the kingdoms." She explains. "They don't always have you on their mind, y'know. Those two love to spend their time together whenever they can. They rarely get to on account of my safety always being at risk."

"But you invited me here today." He pointed out.

"I did." She gestured at the tea kettle. "Would you like some tea?"

"Uh, sure." Bowser never tried tea before but he wasn't about to say no to Peach. 

He gently took the cup between his index and thumb claw. He tried to remember proper etiquette he was taught when he was a child and attempted to hold up a pinky claw. 

The cup shattered in his grip and he snarled in frustration.

"It's alright, I brought plenty to spare." Peach laughed, the sound harmonic in his ear. 

After making sure not to break the new cup, he took a sip and found that the tea wasn't so bad. It smelled floral and had a hint of something sweet in it.

"So what's the big idea, Peach?" He asked, swaying the liquid in his cup. "I'm a busy king, you know. I'm still working on my next plan with this castle's name on it!"

"Oh, I'm sure you are." Peach set down her cup. "But I have a small concern I'd like to talk to you about."

"Is it if my proposal is still up?" He grinned in what he was hoping was in a way romantic way. "I can go back to my castle and get my ring for you."

She rolled her eyes. "No, Bowser, that isn't it it."

"Can't blame a guy for trying." He muttered, slouching in his seat. "So what do you want? If it isn't about marriage then I don't really care."

"It's about Starlow."

Bowser stared at her confused. "Who?"

"That's right, sorry." She giggled. "I believe you call her Chippy. That's a rather cute nickname you gave her."

"That's the name she gave me, nothing cute about it," he gruffly replied. 

"But why keep calling her Chippy? Surely you know by now it's not her real name."

"Because it's the name she gave me therefore it's MINE to call her." Bowser growled. "Any other name is irrelevant."

"You'd be a lot more endearing if your greed were for bonding rather than power." Peach pointed out with an amused smirk.

"Hey, power is awesome! You should give it a try, maybe then you wouldn't need those plumbers around!"

"I just so happen to like having those plumbers around, Bowser." 

"Yeah, that blows."

The Koopa King turned to his cake and rather than use a utensil, he cut a piece off with a swipe of his claw and shoved it into his mouth. 

He chewed and gulped. "Something wrong with Chippy or something? I still don't really care."

"I'm certain you care more than you realize." Peach retorted, pouring him another cup of tea. 

Bowser paused to glare at her. "Kind of hard to ignore she's friends with my archenemies."

"And yet I hear you've become rather close."

Memories of his past intimate moments with Chippy forced their way into his mind. Bowser shoved the rest of the cake into his maw.

"Anyways," she sighed wearily. "I noticed something off with her recently."

"Yesh?" He mumbled through the food in his mouth. 

"Yes, she became a lot more irritable than usual." Peach shook her head. "I didn't quite believe Mario when he mentioned it, but that star sprite was practically bullying Luigi."

"Hah!" Bowser slammed the table with a fist. "Wish I'd been there to see that!"

"The girl has a temper." Peach smiled. "I know that and I tried to tease her by saying that some people might mistake her for having a crush on Luigi with how much she lays into him."

"She would never have a crush on that green plumber!" He growled angrily, an odd possessiveness growing.

"She said as much when she snapped at me." Peach shook her head. "I have never seen her quite so angry, especially at me, but she eventually calmed down and to my surprise mentioned you."

"Me?" Bowser uttered with surprise.

Peach momentarily stopped, unsure of how to proceed.

"Now it's not my place to say." Peach's blue eyes met his. "But I'm worried for her and I wanted to talk to you about the feelings she shared with me."

"Er, I'm not following."

She shot him an exasperated look. "Please don't make me say it, I'm overstepping as is."

Bowser held his tongue in check until finally his brain caught up to what she was implying.

"Ah crud."

"Mhm." Peach hummed, pleased with his realization. "I wouldn't have said anything but I know you well enough to know you're too oblivious for these things." She giggled meaningfully. "And Starlow is far too prideful to admit anything to you."

Bowser slowly pinched the bride of his maw. He wondered if this was another dream he was having and was tempted to punch himself in the nose to confirm it.

"How much did she tell you?" He asked instead.

"That I will not say." Peach answered coyly. "But she cares deeply for you and is hurt. I thought you should know that."

Bowser closed his eyes and exhaled a puff of smoke. "I don't believe you. She's a star sprite for pete's sake! Aren't there rules to this sort of thing?"

Peach shrugged. "I'm sure if there was a problem they would have intervened by now."

"Grr, what about you?!" He pointed an accusatory claw at her. "Don't you have a problem with it?! I still want this kingdom and you for myself, you know!"

"Aw, it's sweet of you to ask for my input." Peach clapped her hands together. "But we're not in a relationship, so I don't see the issue in you pursuing others."

"I'M NOT PURSUING NOTHING!"

Bowser was trying to grasp at other straws in his head, anything to keep himself sane.

"You don't sound much like yourself right now, Bowser."

"What?!" He glared at her. "I'm one hundred percent me, Peach! All bulk and flames! Nothing's ever going to change this king!"

"I'm not entirely sure about that." She mused, twirling a finger through her hair. "The Bowser I know wouldn't feel scared about some star sprite."

"I'm not scared!" Bowser roared.

"He'd normally charge right into his problems." She continued. "And never give up until he has what he wants."

"I'm still that same koopa!" He grunted.

"Then why are you still here?" 

"You're the one who - GRAAH!" Bowser stood up, ignoring the chair stuck to his shell. "Fine! I'll find her and straighten this whole thing out!" 

"Oh, that's swell!" Peach exclaimed sweetly. "Please do tell me how it goes."

"I won't because she does NOT like me like that! You'll see!" He glanced at the cake and grabbed it. "And I'm taking this cake!" 

Stomping furiously, he clenched his teeth angrily. How dare she insinuate he was scared. He wasn't scared of anything! All he had to do was find Chippy and -

Bowser paused, turning back to Peach. "Hey, uh, you wouldn't happen to know where I can find her, right?"

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Peach told him Starlow was somewhere in the castle, helping people perform their duties. He had a feeling she knew where the star sprite actually was but wouldn't divulge it.

Bowser spent half of the day, stomping around the castle and couldn't find her anywhere. He looked pretty stupid too, still holding Peach's cake.

He was about to start punching through walls when he noticed the frosting on the cake starting to melt. The frosting was the best part! Bowser was not going to let one of Peach's cakes get ruined, not on his watch!

Thankfully he knew the entire castle like it was his own and he was closest to Peach's room. She kept a mini fridge besides her bed that he'd sometimes take food from there whenever he happened to kidnap her there.

Slamming the double doors open, he strolled inside and stopped when he found Chippy staring back at him.

"Bowser?"

"Chippy?" 

Bowser was dumbfounded and everything he planned on saying  was forgotten. Instead he shoved the cake towards her.

"Want some?"

Starlow raised a brow. "You're offering me melted cake?"

"So what? I'd eat it." He grumbled.

Spotting the mini fridge, he shoved it in and stepped back, crossing his arms awkwardly. 

"So, uh... how's it going?"

"I'm fine?" Starlow said, unsure of his intent. "I was just here to think on some things."

Bowser scoffed. "You were here moping?"

"I wasn't moping!" She exclaimed angrily. "I said I was thinking! Big difference!"

"Thinking about what? What type of shoes to wear? You only have one pair anyways!"

"Did you come here to kidnap Peach or something?!" She glared daggers at him. 

"Er, kinda?" Bowser gestured at the mini fridge. "She gave me that cake."

"Oh." Starlow curled her lips. "Why would she do that?"

How did he approach this? He faintly remembered something Kamek told him a while back. Something about having tact? About not having to be aggressive in every conversation?

Eh screw it. 

"Peach told me you have feelings for me."

Starlow was struck silent and he took that as a good sign.

"GWAHAHAHA!" He roared. "I know, stupid, right?"

"Excuse me?!" She yelled in outrage. "Why would it be stupid?!"

"Er-"

Bowser had a feeling he said something wrong.

He snarled to rid himself of the doubt. "Because you're a star sprite and I'm the devil for your kind?! Because I want to marry Peach?! I can name a dozen more reasons!"

"And so what?! I can like you if I want to!"

"WHY WOULD YOU LIKE ME?!"

"I DON'T KNOW!"

Bowser felt his rage shimmering to nothing as the star sprite floated in place, her face equal parts flushed in rage and embarrassment.

"I- wait what?" He uttered. "Since when?"

"I don't even know." She sighed, falling to sit on the bed. "I don't even know why I like you. You're literally the worst person I ever met."

"I am not!" Bowser retorted.

"Always wanting to take power for yourself, greedy, obnoxious, and you're emotionally inept." She paused to look up at him. "But I like you."

Bowser frowned, taking a step forwards to sit next to her. The least he could do was listen. Even if he wasn't sure on what to say.

"It didn't help that we slept together a lot."

"Right." Bowser glanced away, feeling his cheeks grow warm. "Sorry about that."

"Ugh, I can't believe she told you!" Starlow bemoaned. "That was told in private."

"Hey, don't be mad at her, she was just trying to help." 

"I know. She probably knew neither of us would have done anything about it" Starlow quietly said. "Especially not you."

"Hey, I didn't even know! I can't just guess these things!" 

Starlow shot him a disbelieving look. "Bowser, did you really think I offered to sleep with you just because? I don't do that with just anyone, I obviously felt strongly about you."

".. I'm sorry," Bowser finally offered. "I don't do that kind of stuff randomly either." 

It kind of made him seem more idiotic because of that, didn't it?

"Did I do something wrong?"

"What do you mean?" Bowser tilted his head in confusion.

"You stopped wanting to have sex." She blutered out without thinking and blushed. "I mean you're totally within your rights to say no and all but you were really eager about it before so I don't know if it was something I said or did-"

"Chippy," he interrupted with a raised claw. "You didn't do anything wrong."

"Oh."  Starlow was somewhat relieved with his reassurance. "Then why did you stop wanting to?"

Bowser opened his mouth to answer but suddenly found his confidence completely gone and what was left was a squirming void. 

"Er- you see-" 

Bowser hated this feeling that made him stutter like an idiot. He curled a fist and punched himself in the nose. 

"GAH!" The pain flaring up his nose did wonders to calm his nerves. "I was having dreams about you!"

"What?"

"Yeah," he shook his head to recalibrate the spinning room. "I was... yeah, I dreamt about you a lot and it scared me- no! I wasn't scared just- it was weird, okay?!"

Starlow giggled once. She tried to stifle it but then the laughter came tumbling through.

"Laugh it up while you have the chance." Bowser grumbled, laying his head on a claw.

"Sorry, it's just- that's why?" She smirked and batted her eyelashes at him. "I'm flattered you were so entranced by my cuteness."

"Shut it, Chippy!" Bowser growled half-heartedly. A part of him glad she was smiling again.

"Aw, don't get grumpy now." She floated up and kissed his cheek and to her delight he didn't freeze up. "Come on, tell me more."

"More?" 

"Yeah, what were the dreams about?" She rolled her eyes. "Wait, let me guess, typical guy stuff."

"So what if it was?" Bowser frowned, unwilling to tell her of the other dream with the wedding. As if her ego needed it. He'd rather get stomped by Mario again than ever tell her that.

"You know," she dropped her voice by an octave, an indicator even Bowser couldn't miss. "We could make some of those dreams a reality." 

Bowser's eyes widened and glanced around the room. "In here?"

"Yeah, why not?"

Bowser's jaw clenched. "This is Peach's room!"

"Technically it's my room too." She offered as if it would make the situation feel less indecorous.

"I don't know..."

"I'm willing to admit that I'm pretty pent up if you are." Her eyes roamed down to the hidden slit in his crotch. "And I can tell you are pretty pent up, big guy."

"Stupid thing." Bowser fumed at his inability to control his slowly rising member.

"Wow, I didn't even have to use my true form." She laughed, pleased with herself. "You can't walk out of here with that huge thing hanging between your legs."

"You are such an annoying tease." Bowser raged weakly, his barriers shattering. "Fine! Let's make it quick!"

"Already way ahead of you." 

Her voice resonated in his mind through eight different layers as she transformed to her angelic form. He wasn't sure if it was effect of her star essence pouring from her angel form or if it was just him, but she always stole his breath away whenever she manifested this shape.

"You look so stupid right now." She leered, eight eyes roaming his body.

Bowser closed his open jaw and snarled ferally up at her. "You really don't want to go this route, Chippy." 

"Or what?" All eight eyelashes brushed against his face. "I'm not the one dreaming about little old me."

He shoved her down onto the bed with a harsh push. She loved and hated how easily he could manipulate her body, watching him part her legs into a missionary position.

Starlow however knew Bowser from previous experience was old-fashioned. Foreplay was a big deal for him and she appreciated the dichotomy of his abrasive nature clashing with his gentlemanly mannerisms when it came to their activities.

With a grunt, Bowser knelt before her, the bed creaking from supporting his weight. He was angry, despairing, and blindly, desperately horny. With two fingers, he spread his star sprite's cunt and inspected it: flushed, as faultless as fresh bread dough cleaved in half, but far more ready to eat.

He pressed a butterfly kiss to her clit, revelling in her gasp, and licked the salty slick off his lips.

"I forgot how much I love making you squirm."

"You're a jerk for keeping me away from you." She wiggled, her wings furling and unfurling against the bed. 

"Mm, sorry." 

A longer kiss, now, catching her pearl between his lips. Starlow's stomach was an oven in flames, spreading to every part of her body, making her light headed.

Bowser mashed his face into the mound of her pussy now, suckling her clit like he expected milk, teasing her cunt hole with his agile tongue. This was about the only time he ever shut up and she was glad he was putting his reptilian tongue to use. She squirms, hazy from the feeling of his silky, lithe wet organ coiling against her walls, but he kept her steady, claws gently digging into her thighs almost like a silent threat.

It was too much. She felt like a furnace.

And just like that, with powerful spasms and a wail, Starlow came into the Koopa King's face.

He held on to her hips as she bucked against him, back arching uncontrollably, vagina winking hard around the tongue he’d slipped inside her when the first orgasmic wave hit her. He didn’t suck or lick anymore, just kept his mouth over her most private spots as a sort of warm comfort, until she merely quivered on the sheets. 

Bowser lifted his head and Starlow giggled at the sight of his maw covered in star residue. 

"What?" Bowser asked confused, wiping at his mouth with his forearm. "What the- why's this stuff look like glitter?"

Starlow ignored his question, using her star power to drag him forth. Unprepared, he fell forwards onto her, catching himself with both claws out besides her heads. 

Two things hit them at once: the overwhelming sensation of full-body scale-on-skin contact, and Bowser's dick sliding against her taut tummy. Every ridge of the massive member making her tremble.

Wrapping her wings around his shell while careful not to poke herself against his spikes, she brought him close and nuzzles against his broad chest. Her other heads tend to his lower jaw.

"I missed this." She muttered, her voice muffled by his scales.

"I thought I told you to warn me when you use your powers." Bowser tried to growl but it came off as a low purr. 

Starlow used another pair of wings to direct his gaze to hers. He didn't know which eye to stare so he settle on the one in the middle of them all.

"I know you missed me too."

Bowser scowled. "No I didn't. I was just fine without you."

Her many eyes furrowed. "Really? Then you won't mind if I do this." 

She envelopes his body in star power in preparation fling him off. 

"Alright, alright, I missed you!" 

"How much?" She teased.

Bowser frowned, not willing to play along. "Only a little."

"Would it really hurt to indulge me just this once?" Starlow directs her power onto his cock, making him stutter and tear the sheets with his claws.

"You want indulgence, Chippy?" 

With a surge, a massive claw wrapped around her waist. She always forgot how deceptively fast he could be with his arms and part of her felt pleased in taking part in granting him that speed.

With the slightest repositioning and a smooth lunge forward, the tip of his cock breached Starlow's cunt, and his throbbing shaft was enveloped in the star sprite's dreamlike warmth.

"This is exactly what I missed." Bowser grunted, steeling himself to push more of his length in. "You're always annoying when you brag about how cute you are but you're more cute like this."

Bowser didn't know where that came from. He immediately opened his maw to take it back and stopped when her eyes widened, flushed with her walls threatening to crush his invading member.

"That's seriously what gets you going?" Bowser chuckled.

"S-Shut up!" She hisses, swatting his face with a wing in embarrassment.

Bowser's smiled maliciously, gently prying the wing away and pining it above her many eyes.

"I think any form of yours is cute, really." Bowser felt her wing close around his claw in a vice grip and he knew he had her. "Even your voice is cute, especially when act all happy to see me."

She clenched around him, drawing out a groan, and he started to thrust into that velvet pocket, holding Starlow's hips up for easier movement. It felt blissful, and if he wasn’t still so bemused by the whole situation, he would’ve come pretty much instantly. When he noted the way her flat lower belly bulged every time he thrust his horny pole deep inside, he almost spurted anyway.

"Stop complimenting me!" Starlow whimpered. 

She'd put up so many walls, and having them all crumble at once was more than she could really process. She'd been terrified of somehow upsetting him and then upset that she even cared. Now, with his cock stretching her so good and hitting spots in her cunt that made her see stars, she knew she was his.

Bowser laughed, thrusting forcefully. "Why? What are you gonna do about it?"

She kissed him. One eye pressed against his lips while the others were too weak to lift themselves from the sheets. 

That was his cue to start moving faster, rolling into her to reach deep inside the star sprite, frantic rutting replaced with unbearably tender lovemaking. The pleasure was so unbearable her legs kicked out, only to be met by his shell.

Starlow's skin against his scales, her fragile noises, the encouraging wings around his shell and around his claw, that ravenous pussy sucking his dick, and most of all -- the knowledge of their taboo fucking and the sheer overwhelming desire he felt for her had Bowser's climax creep up on him fast.

"I'm gonna come," he panted.

Starlow nodded and he tried pulling out, each ridge making a popping sound before her star power grasped his escaping cock.

"What the-"

"You know never to pull out, moron." She growled, which startled Bowser. "I'm sick of waiting for you. Fill me now!"

"You don't get to tell me what to do!" 

She quickly shut him up by using her star power to drag his cock back inside. Bowser's cock twitched hard in her grasp, and the first shot of hot jizz squirted into Starlow's cunt. Bowser always tried to finish outside but would always end up being forced to fill her. 

Being ordered around was not his style but he hated to admit, a part of him enjoyed how utterly depraved she was for a being supposedly from the heavens. 

She laid there for a moment, letting the afterglow take her as he slowly withdrew. Starlow's eyes fluttered open and shut as she felt each ridge of his cock split her pussy open again and again before finally exiting. 

"Sorry about your wings." Bowser grunted. 

Starlow slowly lifted the wing that held his claw in a lover's grip and glared at him. "You tore most of my feathers off!"

"Hey, I said I was sorry!" Bowser scowled. "You try not scratching things when you have claws! It's hard not to!"

Starlow was about to argue back when she noticed the dim light of the sunset outside the window. "How long has it been?"

"Long enough." Bowser stared out the window alongside her. "Shoot, Kamek's probably worried."

"Who cares about that old fart?!" Starlow transformed back to her normal form and floated above the bed. "Look at this mess! Peach is absolutely going to kill me!"

Bowser rolled his eyes and shrugged. "It was your idea."

"How can you be so relaxed?!" She exclaimed, clear panic in her face. "Peach could be here any minute!" 

"Relax, Chippy, I got this in the bag."

Bowser stepped around the bed and kicked under it. A mechanism went off and the sound of gears turning erupted as the floor shifted. It then flipped with a brand new bed and sheets in replacement of the old one covered in scratch marks and cum stains.

"Boom! New bed!"

"Why- why does this exist in Peach's room?"

"I had it installed years ago when I first met Peach!" He pat the new bed proudly. "Didn't think it would work after all these years, though."

"Okay, but why did you have it installed."

"Uh-" Bowser's cheeks slowly turned crimson. "Just in case things happen."

Starlow shot him a disapproving stare that enraged him.

"What?!"

"I'm not even going to touch on how creepy that is, we have bigger problems at hand."

"It's not creepy! It's romantic!"

"Whatever! You need to get out of here without anyone seeing you!"

Bowser crossed his arms nervously. "Okay, don't say it's creepy-"

"You didn't."

"But I did install a secret tunnel that leads outside-"

"You absolute creep."

"QUIT SAYING THAT!" He roared. "I DIDN'T THINK I'D GET TO USE THESE THINGS ANYWAYS!"

That was a half-truth. Originally he had it installed to share with Peach when they got married so they could have a safe passage between their kingdoms. However, after several rejections of his proposals, it was all forgotten along with the super romantic walkway he constructed inside.

He decided not to share that with Starlow.

He jammed a sharp nail into the edge of the light switch cover of the room, forcing it out and tapping on a button between the wires. The wall next to the bed swiveled around, revealing a tunnel wide enough to fit his frame. 

"Please tell me this is the last thing you have installed." 

Bowser paused to think. "I think so but don't be surprised if there's something else. Sometimes I'll tell my minions to build something and forget about it the next day."

"Great, now I'm going to be paranoid for the rest of my life here." She grumbled. 

Starlow hovered closer to the tunnel, squinting to take a closer look. "Wait, are those pink lights in there?"

"Anyways!" Bowser shoved her aside to block her view. "I'm going to go now! Busy with plans to take over, kid to take care of and stuff."

Starlow glared at him suspiciously but dropped it after it was clear he wasn't going to move. "Alright, keep your secrets, I gotta go anyways to make sure Peach is okay."

Bowser nodded and turned to leave.

"Wait!"

"What is it now?" 

She floated closer and kissed him lightly on the cheek. Bowser made a sound of acknowledgment, a low grunt bordering on a purr that she hid very well how it flustered her.

"Yellow goodbye!" 

Bowser stomped into the tunnel and slumped against the wall as the secret entrance closed. Neither of them said it but that one session was not enough to sate their pent up lust.

Speaking of...

Bowser glared down at his member that hasn't gone down. He wasn't dumb enough to walk out with his schlong hanging out and had no choice but to wait it out until it went back into his slit. Taking a few steps forward, he steps deeper into the tunnel until the pink lights revealed themselves to be a bunch of neon pink hearts blinking above a statue of himself and Peach, her hand in his claw in matrimony. 

It didn't invoke the same feeling of ease he would usually feel at such a fantasy. 

Bowser sat down under the lights, cross-legged with his claws on his knees and sighed, glaring down at his penis.

"Hate this thing sometimes."