Their lips collided into one another's.

To Fionna's surprise, Marshall's lips weren't anything she expected. She thought that the classic bad boy's lips would be rough like the rest of his look, but they turned out to be soft and sweet. She swore she could taste strawberries on his lips which also happened to be his favorite fruit.

Marshall started to get rougher with his kisses and Fionna returned it right back to him, mashing their lips together in an intimate dance of long awaited love.

He forcefully, yet gently, pushed Fionna down onto the couch, getting on top of her. One of his hands was beside Fionna, holding himself up, the other running through her lengthy, blonde locks of hair, pooling around her head and off the side of the couch. Fionna had her hands on the back of his neck and tangles in his dark, raven hair, pushing his face down into hers to deepen the kiss.

Fionna wasn't exactly new at this, yes she has had her fair share of boyfriends in the past, but no one has made her feel the way Marshall does. Every kiss and touch sent sparks through her body, and as it got more intimate, they would start to pool in between her thighs, rested there uncomfortably.

Marshall started to lift up the hem of Fionna's shirt, bringing it up and over her head and throwing it to the floor, revealing her large breasts to him, all for him.

He went back to assaulting her with his kisses, this time trailing them across her cheek to her jaw line, and then lower to her neck, sucking at the delicate skin there, earning soft moans from her in return. Her moans only pushed him on further to do more.

Marshall knew this wasn't going to be enough to satisfy him, so he reached behind Fionna and skillfully unclasped her bra with one hand, slowly striping away the last piece of clothing from her chest and throwing it somewhere in the room.

Embarrassed, Fionna blushed and brought her arms up quickly to cover her chest, but Marshall caught them in time, restricting her from hiding herself from him.

"Don't be embarrassed Fi, you're globing perfect and there's no reason to hide that." Marshall said, looking into her eyes with a smile. He gently began to pry Fionna's arms away from her chest and this time she didn't resist, letting her arms fall back to her sides, she looked back at Marshall whose eyes were nearly popping out of his head.

"Ahem! My eyes are up here Marsh!" Fionna said loudly trying to break his gaze.

"I know, but I like it down here…" He said, trailing off at the end. Fionna only covered her face in embarrassment and laughed into her hands.

When she finally let her hands fall off her face, Marshall stopped staring at her chest, knowing it made her self-conscious, and went back to her lips, kissing her passionately before her neck again, and then across her collar bone and then to her breasts, taking her right one in his mouth while massaging her left one with his free hand. Fionna moaned into his touch, back arching slightly off the couch cushions.

"Glob, Fi. Why do you always hide so much?" Marshall growled into her cleavage. All Fionna could do was moan in response as he sucked a little bit more.

Marshall decided that he would switch sides, giving each breast their fair share of nipping, sucking, fondling, licking and kissing before he decided to dive down deeper on her body. He slowly began to slide down her short, Dark blue skirt before Fionna's hands grabbed his.

"Ah, ah, ah Marsh. If I have to take my shirt off, you have to take your shirt off." She retorted with a confident smirk. Marshall gave her a seductive grin back, leaving her breathless and wanting more of him. Marshall began to pry off the slightly sweaty shirt with ease, throwing it to the ground amongst various articles of clothing from Fionna.

She ran her hands over his well-toned torso, tracing his abs with her delicate fingers before kissing his collar bone a little before going back up to his lips and once again colliding hers with his. Marshall kept one hand caressing her face while letting the other one slide back down to the hem of her skirt, slowly pulling it down and off.


Yup, I'm leaving it there. Sorry if it's bad, I'm sort of an awkward penguin in these situations so I have no idea why I started writing this then... oh well! I hope you enjoyed the first part of this! Thanks!

-Maddi