It was an important day. Princess Peach stood before a large chocolate cake- the largest choclatest cake you can imagine- with her brows furrowed. Her chin rested in the palm of her hand as she stood in contemplation.
"Diddly darn it how do I cut this!"
JUST THEN a beautiful prince with blue hair walked in. "It me gf," he goes.
"Hey Marth, sweetie, I don't know how to cut this cake."
"Who's the cake for?" He responds, majestically brushing the hair from his eyes with his hand.
Before she could respond, he shoots her an intense stare. His focus was so piercing, she stood as solid as ice.
"Y-yes? What is it, Marth?"
"You are so beautiful," he goes, gazing harder at his reflection.
"AwwwwW̼̜̰͓̫W̤͙̼̝W͖̱͈W͇R̯̮͎̫͕̝R͔͍̘̰R̤̻̠̗̜̀R̪͕͈͓Ą͙̲̬̫̭A͕͙̣͍̞̳͡A̲̫̪͚̙̞̻A̳͍͘A̡̱̖͓A̝̲̳̪̱͉̬A̷̻͓̟͖A͔̱̥̳̯̗H̪H͏͈̤͎̭̖̫̬H̟͓̜̲͎H̖̰̬͘ͅH̭̮̙H̭̻̖H̵̙̫̖̫ that's SO SWEET,"
After she was done making inhuman noises, Marth literally just got so turned on but he can't fuck himself so he decided to make a move on his gf.
"Hey I have the best….cake-cutting skills…. in town…"
"Really? Great! Then can you please show me how?"
He moved up REAL CLOSE right behind her and handed her the cake-cutting device which was far from complex but w/e. "Okay little lady I'm going to demonstrate this right quick," he says as he sets his hand on top of hers. He guides her hand to perform cake-cutting motions.
"Shit," she says in awe. "damm that's effective rofl."
"Yeah, see, it's easy," he mutters with his hot breath ghosting across her neck. He couldn't shake the image of his sexy being from his mind.
He can't take it anymore so he spins her around and embraces her.
Mmmk so they start making out and stuff, dueling for DOMINATION and DESTRUCTION with their tongues. Saliva is slipping out their mouth but who cares.
xxx
"Ouch what the heck," Peach gasped. Something….SOMETHING WASPOKING HER THIGH!?
"u'r hard," she goes….
"Yeah," he says Rather unapologetically but w/e.
She pushed him off of her. "Jerk…"
Damn it does this mean I can't get laid while thinking of myself how much longer do I have to wait, Marth cursed internally.
Peach stood there pouting, on the verge of tears.
"Why do you look like you're going to cr-"
He was interrupted by her ripping his dick off. "WHAT THE SHIT PEACH!"
"STOP BEING HORNEY ALL THE TIME!"
He fell to the floor almost in utter defeat….in a pool of his own blood….."
To be cont.