A/N: One of my personal favorites.


Marceline's skin was usually cool to the touch, Bubblegum contemplated, but this morning there was a warmth about her that Bubblegum wasn't used to. Well, to be honest, Bubblegum wasn't used to any morning with Marceline. This moment happened to be their first. Nonetheless, a gentle warmth radiated against Bubblegum's skin in every place it met Marceline's.

Tangled together in Bubblegum's bed linens, they had slept soundly through the night. Bubblegum's focus drifted up to Marceline's closed eyes, the latter's eyelashes fluttering delicately, lost in a dream. The vampire girl snored faintly in her slumber. Bubblegum smiled at the feeling of complete comfort she felt flowering in her chest. As she shifted slightly to settle tighter into Marceline's loose embrace, tucking her cheek into her bedmate's collarbone, she noticed that the new places in which her skin met the vampire's were cool. Did Marceline drink heat through her skin like she sipped red through her lips? She was intrigued momentarily but her thoughts were interrupted as her companion began to stir. The arms entwining her tightened and she felt the press of two fangs and a pair of soft, tender lips against her forehead. The touch felt neutral, neither warm nor cool, and Bubblegum mischievously wondered if it would be the same against her own lips…

Arcing up to catch Marceline's mouth with her own, Bubblegum decided to find out.


A/N: Thanks for reading!