"What?!" I screamed, pushing him away. I didn't care if he was joking! This was stuff you can't joke about - oh my glob! "No! You Perv!"

He laughs, his hand strokes my cheek. I shiver at the touch of his cold hand, blushing deeper. "It's only fair," he crookedly smiles, pouting.

"Okay, I know you're just joking around, now get off me!" I struggled to get him off me. For a skinny boy, he was strong.

"You're red," his breathing is growing husk. I shudder, feeling his fingers sink in my right cheek. "You know how much I like eating the color red." Marshall Lee leans, his tongue running over my face burning face.

My kicking stops. I was completely frozen, finding myself whimpering slightly to the warmth of his tongue on my skin. I snap out of it, slapping him from me.

He's amused, still calm even though there's a huge red hand mark on his pale seafoam green skin. He floats two inches above me, his fingers are tugging down my electric blue tank top strap down. "I want to see you naked. It's only fair," he purrs like Cake when she gets Cat nip. It was funny too. Her eyes open that they look dilated and she looks like she's on funny gas.

"It was an accident!" I yelled, quickly rolling myself in my blanket for protection. I covered my whole body, embarrassed that he was touching me there. I know it was stupid of me to hide but I didn't know what to do. Glob. Can he just leave?

"Relax Stubby Bunny I wasn't going to rape you. I don't touch girls unless they let me. And they always let me," he raises his eyebrows cockily.

"It wasn't like I wanted to see you naked!"

"What?" he taunts in a sarcastic manner. "All I heard you say was 'wanted to see you naked.'"

"UGGGH!" I screamed. "I don't like you!"

Marshall Lee snickered softly. I feel him sitting down beside me, patting my blanketed head. "Then why do you react to me in such ways?"

I was silent, trying to find words to say. "What do you mean by that Vampire King?!"

"You were blushing and you couldn't look at me. I can tell you like what you saw." He pulls the blanket so hard from me that I was there on the bed, completely exposed. I squeak a little, closing my eyes, hiding my face behind my pillow from seeing his face. I couldn't look at him without blushing - remembering I saw him naked.

"No! No I didn't!" I shake my head, trying to hide my face.

"Then look at me in the eyes and tell me," his voice was firm, no longer teasing.

I muttered, slowly moving my pillow.

"Yes that's it," he's smug. That stupid vampire. "A little more," he coaxes me, watching me move my pillow. I stopped moving the pillow once I saw half of him. "It's okay Stubby Bunny," he smiles. I blushed harder. He was almost nice looking. GAH I NEED A TOOTHBRUSH TO CLEAN MY MIND FROM VILE THOUGHTS. "Shh, it's okay," he pulls the pillow away.

I looked at him in the eyes, unable to stop my stupid girlish blushes. "I-I uh..." I was caught from his relaxed face. His dark eyes, youthful aura, messy layered black hair - that lopsided smile... What was I supposed to say again? Oh yeah. I don't like him. "I don't like you."

He smiles.

I clenched my eyes. The response turned out to be a squeak.

Stupid girlish side.

"Say again but try to make it more convincing," Marshall Lee winks at me.

I scowled at him only to feel my heart give in. NO. I LIKE PRINCE GUMBALL. I LIKE GUMBALL. I LIKE...I LIKE MARSHALL. NO I MEANT TO SAY GUMBALL! I NEED A BATH TO CLEANSE MY BODY! "I don't like -

He leans and kisses my lips. My eyes expanded so much, you could see that my eyes are a deep blue - like orbs. I shake, feeling his body lower and crushing me. His hands tug out my hat, running freely in my hair. I'm shaking, completely still.

I find myself kissing him back in response. I mean...I never kissed a boy...what were you supposed to do? Kick him away? That seemed rude. The feeling of his fork tongue makes me cringe at first but I liked it. It was different and new. It wasn't that bad. Except that I had no idea what I was doing. I tried to copy his moves...yes I'm really a horrible girl. I reminded myself I'm only fourteen years old while Marshall Lee has a thousand years of experience. Marshall Lee seemed to be amused. He liked the idea of taking complete control of me.

He moves away. I gasped for air, looking at him blankly - flustered and breathless. "D-dude," I began. "That was so weird." He smirks in response.

"You can't kiss."

I glared at him, only to find myself laughing. I couldn't describe his kisses. Yeah they were sort of weird and completely experienced but he was sweet - just a teeny tiny bit. And he's never nice. He tugs at my clothes and I help him by wriggling out of my clothes.

I quickly covered myself once he stripped me down completely. I stared at him like a rock, waiting for him to take lead again. I had no idea on what to do. Marshall Lee is holding my underwear - I REALLY HATE IT WHEN PEOPLE CALL GIRL'S UNDERWEAR: PANTIES. It sounded so dirty and fluffy all at once. He's looking at it intently, rubbing the fabric with his fingers.

I blushed harder. What was that weirdo doing?

He looks at me. I jerked back. His face is blank as his teeth become more visible. "You know how much I like the color red."

"What do you mean by that -

I stopped myself, completely silent from seeing him eating the color of my underwear.

He tosses my underwear to the floor, sitting next to me. I kept myself like a display, letting him look at me. His eyes are traveling - jumping back and forth at my body. What was he thinking? It was hard to tell. He still had a blank facial expression.

"I like you Fi." He flies above me, grabbing my arms from continuing to cover my breasts. This was so wrong on so many levels. Why was I letting him look at me? "You shouldn't hide your body." Marshall moves his hands from mine, his eyes and hands traveling down my heated up body. He's rubbing my thighs in slow circular motions, stroking me as if I was something fragile. "I like your stubby legs."

"Quiet you."

He chuckles. "They're so curvy and full," his voice is almost lulling. His hands move to the inner part of my thighs. I bite my lips, clutching on to the covers, trying everything to stop the weird feeling that was pooling and developing in my legs. I feel my whole body growing hot as he was prying my legs open with ease. I feel something...moving slowly out of me.

I looked at his pants, seeing his buldge growing harder by the second. My eyes twitch, confused on what I was feeling. He pools his head down, nipping with his lips on my neck. I whimper, pressing his head with my head to get closer to me. I didn't like the awkwardness of us staring at each other.

His body crushes me, his legs intertwining with mine. He's so skinny...We separate again but this time I'm helping out of his clothes. Marshall Lee quickly has me on the bed, slowly putting himself in me.

I whimper more, digging my nails in his back. It feels so weird - I let out a sound. It was hurting now - hurting so much. I seep my nails in, my whole body in his complete hold as he started to thrust. I can feel my folds swelling from the pain. He's throbbing inside of me that his motions become fast and desperate.

I don't scream in pain.

I never do.

I'm not that kind of person to.

I can take it. I'm strong but it hurts so much that I'm shaking. I close my eyes, still letting him do this to me. Marshall Lee quickly kisses my forehead, rubbing my skin. "It's supposed to feel like this." He quickly pulls out after seeing my face. He pulls out, his liquids squirting my core.

I feel the back of his hand sweep my bangs away. My eyes open only to see his "everything's okay" eyes. I touch his hair. So soft.

"We don't have to do that again until you're ready."

I looked at him. He's completely changed. What happened to the perverted guy he showed me earlier? Now he was being Mr. Understanding after he took my virginity away...he was guilty that he went too far.

I knew it but he had too much pride to admit it.

I nod, still stunned what happened. I didn't know what to feel. Marshall Lee lays his head on my bare chest, breathing momentarily. I place his hand on my chest, trying to assure him that I was fine. He moves and I gasped, finding his mouth taking in my breast. My body relaxes to the warmth of his mouth. I let out a moan, unable to contain myself. His hand touches my other breast, rubbing it and rolling on my nipple. Marshall Lee opens his mouth, taking more of my breast. I put my fingers in his hair, giving him more permission to do whatever he wanted.


"Do you like me?" he asks quietly.

We're fully dressed. It's still night. We're lying down in my bed next to each other, awkward from what had happened. I let him touch me. I didn't know why. I just felt so weak and stupid.

He's serious for once.

There was a long pause.

I didn't know what to say. I didn't know what I was feeling.

I shift away from him, going on my side.

He floats above me, making his way to the window. "You don't have to say it. I already know. You like Prince Gumball."

He flies out.

I didn't try to stop him.


Author's Note: Okay this was a hard chapter for me to write that I can't explain myself. I imagine their first time to be awkward for her and conflicting. Both have strong personalities but both really don't know what to do with each other.

Sorry that this chapter has a lot of drama.

Spoiler Alert:Next chapter will be titled: "The Date" and after is "Glances"

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