A/N: I wrote this for an excellent author named werewolf6780. Thank you for continuing your Fiolee stories. I do hope you enjoy this.
I have spent my time here quietly, sitting on his black silk sheets, slowly pondering my decision to come here. I couldn't resist him when he asked. Those piercing, blood-red eyes that hid behind that soft, ebony hair of his. His slim face, those pearly white fangs that poke out when he speaks. Oh, man. I'm lovesick! Well, who wouldn't be? This is Marshall Lee Abadeer, I'm thinking about. I let out a small sigh, but then I smile when I see my undead Vampire King boyfriend float into the room.
At first, no one approved of our relationship and all hell broke loose when the news had reached the Night O'sphere. At the end, people started to warm up to us being a couple. Well, almost. Marshall's mother, Hannah Abadeer, wasn't all to thrilled with her son dating a mortal. I was ripped out of my thoughts when I felt a pair of arms wrap around my stomach.
"Tough day, Fi?" Marshall asked, as he looked at me with concern. "Yeah, I'm just tired that's all." I say, faking a yawn. He lied down, bringing me with him. I was happy to say the least, but I wanted more. I wanted close physical intimacy. I need him now. I rolled over so that I was next him. I grabbed him by the collar of the red and black plaid shirt as I crashed my lips onto his. He ripped off my white bunny ear hat and pushed me down to the bed.
He forced his forked snake-like tongue into my mouth as we fought for dominance. He won, only because I had to breath. He ripped off my sky blue shirt off as I tore his shirt in two. He growled when he saw my black bra. "Don't worry, I won't bite." I said as sexy as possible, which resulted in him growling in approval.
He took my left perky nipple into his mouth. I moaned loudly as he swirled his tongue and played with my right nipple. After a few seconds, he switched to which I released more moans. He stopped and smiled as I panted. He took his dark blue jeans off along with his black boxers. I saw my prize, my wonderful large prize. He knew I wanted him inside me, so he swiftly ripped off my sky blue skirt and along with my black panties. I was too wet for anymore teasing.
Marshall positioned himself at my entrance and slammed into me. I gasped and he thrusted into me like a freight train. Everything was swirling, stars were everywhere, all I could do was moan with Marshall. Then I started to meet his actions, he saw what I saw. There was a mix of grey skin and creamy skin. Bed creaking, moans filled the air, and names were chanted endlessly. In the midst of their passionate night, they came together, screaming each other's name into the night.