Disclaimer: I don't own Adventure Time or its characters, just this story plot.
This is rated M y'all but it's for lime/implied lemon. Fionna is NOT thirteen or however old she is in the show, she is eighteen. Marshall is nineteen, the age he was blooded into a vampire. So… yes. This is also my first fanfiction so please be gentle-ish? I suppose? Or I suppose you can just give it to my straight haha. Anyway, enjoy =3
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His hand glides across her soft skin, and he smiles when he can hear her inhale sharply in his ear, when he hears he small gasps. His mouth latches back onto the soft spot of the side of her neck where no blood had been drawn but a nice purple bruise would appear later thanks to him.
Her hands are busy as one grabs a fistful of his raven black locks, and the other roams down his bare chest feeling every muscle. She is interrupted when he hisses, a low sensual hiss usually followed by a stare from those pitch black eyes. "Don't tease me Fionna."
At this she has to laugh, and playfully wraps her legs around his waist. "You started it, Marshall," she says simply.
He sits up from his bed and gives her a calculating look. "My shirts off and yours is on. That's not fair."
She shrugged and pinched the blue material covering her torso. "So take it off." The vampire smirks and he lifts the shirt over her head and threw it somewhere across the room, leaving her in a white bra. She blushed a faint pink color. "Do you want me to say it, Fi?" he asked her, using his special nickname for her.
"Say what?" she asked, clearly confused.
One of his hands slipped up and under the bra and started fondling the soft flesh beneath. She immediately gasped again and he towered over her, switching to the other soft mound. "You're beautiful," he murmured.
He leaned down for a kiss and she met him halfway, the two kissing each other hungrily one nip after the other. Somehow he was able to get her bra off without her noticing, and their skin was against each other as she arched up into him.
Softly he parted her lips and a cold tongue slid in, crashing each other like waves. She tried not to moan and he mentally laughed at how hard she was trying.
They started to get more rough, kissing, touching, and the murmurs that passed between them. When she's ready for the final act he bites into that same spot on her neck, as if to brace her, and once again he hears that soft gasp escape her mouth.
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It's 3:30 or so in the morning and she wakes up with a start, her heart pounding and mine reeling. However something heavy prevents her from getting out of bed and it's a long muscular arm draped across her stomach. She turns her head and sees Marshall asleep. His black tousled hair blocks his eyes and he looks so peaceful. Fionna laughs at how cute the sight is.
She stretches and leans into him. "I love you," she murmurs into his ear before drifting back off to sleep.
Author's Note:
Like it? Don't like it? Can't decide if you like it? This was supposed to be short and sweet, nothing smutty. This is also my first fiction as said earlier so I hope you liked it.
~Moonlight Escape
