Things seemed to finally be settling into a natural rhythm again. Cake and I went on adventures, though not as many as we used to. I was still considered the Hero of Aaa, as well as the Candy Queen and the mother of Prince Felix, and I was beyond grateful for that. One of my biggest fears when I got myself into this mess was the fear that I wouldn't be able to handle doing everything, like being a queen and a hero. And a mother! That was most terrifying of all.
Gumball fell into the beat of being a full time king, as well as a full time dad. If I was out on a mission, he and Felix were practically inseparable. That is, unless Marshall took him for the day to do whatever Marshall liked to do. No matter where Felix was or who he was with, he was always looked after and cared for constantly.
Of course, even though we all fell into our separate grooves, we still managed to spend time together as a complete family. We would spend most of our time together in the nursery, watching Felix wobble on his unsteady legs or mumble his cute, incomprehensible words as he played with his toys.
"Can you believe it's been 10 months?" Gumball asked one night while we were all together in the nursery. Marshall was floating in the air, rocking the sleeping prince in his arms, while I sat in Gumball's lap on the floor.
"No, not at all. I feel like he's been with us for a lifetime, like we've known him forever," I said, leaning my head back on Gumballs shoulder. His fingers played gently in the folds of my gown, the one I wore when we met with the more casual members of upper society. I hated corsets and floofy dresses, so when I had the chance to wear the loose, silky ones, I almost rejoiced.
Marshall laid a small kiss on Felix's forehead and floated down to the crib, laying him in it gracefully and pulling the spidersilk blanket over him. "You guys make really cute kids, you know that?" Marshall stated in hushed tones as he floated towards us. He laid down on the floor, his head in my lap, and closed his eyes as I began to play with his hair.
"Just imagine what kind of monsters Marshall could make," Gumball said playfully, poking Marshall in the cheek.
"Hey now, my kids would be so freaking cute that they could melt hearts and faces. Come on, just think about it, Gummy. My eyes and hair, and probably my skin, and my vampire teeth, and my sexy facial structure, and my hot bod and—"
"Gee, Marshall, at this rate you won't even need me to mother your kids. They'll just spawn from your hotness," I joked, rustling his hair.
He grabbed my hand and kissed my palm, tilting his head back so he could look at me as he did. Then he flipped over, sitting on his hands and knees, his face an inch away from mine. "Now don't be ridiculous, Fi. If we had a daughter, she would definitely have your tantalizing curves and enchanting smile." He grinned his devilish grin, sending shock waves of lust through my body, his eyes trapping mine.
Gumballs hands slowly fell down my body, outlining the curves of my breasts and hips as he went and burying his face in my neck. "He's right, you know. You do have tantalizing curves…"
I took a big gulp and wiggled out from between them. I've been with them for 5 years now, and I knew exactly where this was going. "Come on, guys, have a little decency. We're in the nursery."
They both chuckled and stood up, holding hands and getting really close to each other. "We could always go… elsewhere… if you prefer, your majesty," Marshall teased, getting behind Gumball and gently nibbling his ear.
I felt my face go hot as I watched Gumball go limp against Marshall's touch. I took a deep breath to steady myself, then said, "Fine, but if you're going to play those games, you should have picked an easier opponent."
Marshall smiled wide, enticed with the thought of making this a game. Gumball snapped back to reality, looking a little worried that he wasn't as competitive as the two of us. "What be your terms, my Queen?" Marshall asked, giving me a mock bow.
"You two give me ten minutes, and in that ten minutes I'm going to hide. If you can't find me, then I win, and I get to do whatever I want to you. But, if one of you finds me, then he's the winner, and he gets bedroom rights tonight. Deal?" I crossed my arms, trying to look tall and powerful with my chin up, but they both saw right through me.
With amazing quickness, Marshall darted over behind me and leaned in so close to my ear that I could feel his warm breath against it. "Then you better start running, Fionna."
I didn't hesitate. I bent down and tore the bottom off my dress, as was my habit, and took off running, a big smile on my face. I heard Gumball stifle a groan about me abusing my clothing, but I just giggled to myself.
I ran as fast as I could, which, I admit, was pretty fast. I darted past Peppermint Maid, who had a look of disdain on her face, past the lab where Sam was quietly relaxing and reading the newest issue of Scientist Weekly, past the mirror room where The Seeress watched over all of time, and past our bedroom, which I knew would be the first place they both looked. Instead, I ran right out the back doors, down the stairs of the terrace, and past the kingdom walls.
I only had 2 minutes left, but I knew where I was going. Just outside the kingdom walls there was a small, unusually warm lake that hid behind some bushes and trees. It was a little outlet off the Candy River, so the water was as sweet as it was warm. Even if they couldn't find me, at least I would be able to bathe in the moonlight. I sprinted through the tall grass, straight for the woods, ending up at the small lake with moments to spare. Quickly, I threw off what was left of my gown and underthings, and slid myself in. Marshall had crazy good hearing, so a splash wasn't the best way to go.
The water felt amazing as it enveloped my body, and the glint of the moon on the tiny, lapping waves made the lake seem magical. I went under the water completely, letting the warm water flow around me and the light of the moon guide me. Even if they could find me, they wouldn't want to leave.
I must have lost track of time, because one minute I closed my eyes and floated in the lake, and the next minute I heard, "Gotcha!" from Gumball as he wrapped his naked arms around me. He startled me enough to make me squeal, forcing me out of my floating position and onto my feet on the sandy, watery ground of the lake.
"Holy cow, Gumball! How'd you find me?!" I whispered harshly to him, taking in his wet, naked frame in the moonlight.
"I have my ways," he said mysteriously, leaning down to give me a sweet, warm kiss.
I kissed him back tenderly, molding my lips and my body to his. He wrapped his arms around me, resting his hands on the very bottom of the small of my back. "Where's Marshall?" I asked as I pulled away.
He looked around him, slightly confused for a moment, until suddenly, out of the shadows, we both heard, "CANNON BALL!" followed by a huge splash.
"There he is," Gumball said, his face looking unamused.
I just giggled and turned around, seeing Marshall rise from the depths of the lake, his wet hair covering half of his face and only leaving his fanged smile to glint in the moonlight. I sent a huge splash at him, making him duck back into the water to avoid it. He was only under for a moment before he sprung back up, sending a wave straight for us.
With quickness and cunning, I dodged his meager attack. Unfortunately for Gumball, he didn't. Marshall and I stood laughing uncontrollably as Gumball wiped the water from his face, sprinkling it out of his thick, now spikey, pink hair. "Awww, Bubba! Did I get you all wet?" Marshall teased, sauntering as best he could in the water over to Gumball.
"I could have done without the shower, Marshall," Gumball said in a stern voice, trying to fix his hair.
Marshall slinked up to him, crashing his lips into Gumball's with a hunger and passion like it was his signature. Instantly Gumball's displeasure melted away, and he pressed his body hard against Marshalls. It was like that was his plan all along, that sneaky bastard. Marshall forced the two of them up the bank of the lake, pressing Gumball tightly against the moss-covered stone that made a sort of make-shift wall to the lake. The water swayed and sloshed gently against their legs, only going up to their knees.
For a moment I watched them together, Marshall's fingers entwining themselves in Gumballs' hair, Gumball grasping Marshalls' back to pull him against himself. Then, when my body became hot with need and I couldn't resist the urge to join them, I waded my way through the water towards them, crawling between them and sitting on the sandy back, my face aligning perfectly with their hips. They knew I was there, but they didn't stop their steamy kiss to notice my hands raise up to their hardened lengths, gripping both of them gently.
I used the water to slide my hands up and down their shafts in perfect harmony, listening to them moan into each other's kiss. Gradually, I picked up the pace, feeling them get harder and hotter in my hands. Marshall gripped Gumballs hair tighter, moving his frantic lips to the kings neck, biting into him with his fangs, slowly draining the color. I brought both of their members together in front of me, and lightly licked their tips. Both of their bodies reacted, Marshall already trying to pump his hips and Gumball slightly melting at the feel. I engulfed them both the best I could, sucking and licking, until finally I took turns on them, going back and forth between them, stroking them with a steady, fast rhythm. Gumball let out soft cries of pleasure, and Marshall took my head in his hand, trying to force himself as deep inside my mouth as he could get. Marshall always wanted more, and Gumball always enjoyed what he had.
I licked and flicked their tips together, playing with them, teasing them, until finally Marshall had had enough. He broke from Gumball, swooped down and scooped me up, and shot us straight up again. He crushed his hips against mine, trying to slip inside my wet slit, holding my ass tightly for leverage. I wrapped my legs and arms around him, biting hard onto his shoulder, making him want it even more. Gumball pressed himself against my back, his hard, wet member slipping between my cheeks. With one hand, he first guided Marshall inside of me, ending his reign of impatience, and then guided himself into my other hole, before placing both hands on my breasts. I gasped as they entered me, the feel of them both inside of me exciting me beyond belief.
Together they pumped their hips back and forth, making it seem like as one pushed in the other pushed out. Marshall tried to keep a slow pace, to wait for Gumball to loosen me up, but he lost his patience. He slammed into me, hard and fast, using the rising tide of the lake to balance me. With every thrust it seemed like the water got higher, until it was up to our waists. I screamed out my pleasure as both of them barreled into me, leaning heavily on Gumball as he nibbled my neck and hooked his arms under Marshalls, pinning us all together. Marshall leaned over and bit gently into my shoulder, his fangs just barely breaking the skin, as he panted and moaned into me and I cried out in ecstasy.
Gumball picked up his rhythm until he, too, was thrusting into me as fast as he could. Soon, I couldn't even keep track of who was doing what. I was lost in this sea of lust and hunger and need and pleasure. I felt that warmth slowly building again, the sounds of their skin crashing into mine and the sharp slap of the water as it splashed between us making my head spin. I raked my nails into Marshall's chest and moaned my pleasure into Gumball's lips, begging them to go harder, faster. Gumball began to lose his rhythm and his pace, thrusting erratically, adding to the building warmth and pressure inside of me. Marshall gripped me even tighter, his fingers digging into my skin, forcing my body onto his as he pounded into me.
The warmth finally overflowed, raking through my body with waves of ecstasy crashing into me. I threw my arms behind me and gripped Gumball's hair as hard as I could, holding onto him as my body bucked and tried to squirm between them. Neither of them stopped, though. They kept thrusting hard and fast, making the climax even more intense. Just as the mind-numbing waves of warmth and lust started to become too much, Gumball screamed into my shoulder, releasing himself deep inside of me. Marshall, overwhelmed by the contracting of my body, held me tightly to him, forcing himself as deep inside of me as he could go, before he, too, spilled himself inside of me.
Marshall let go of my thighs, letting me sort of stand, held up between the two of them. They were still inside of me, but slowly grew softer, until eventually, they both slipped out. My legs were like jelly and my toes were numb, and the moment Gumball backed away, I practically fell into the lake, panting and giggling.
Gumball sat in the water, too, letting the gentle waves lap at his chest. Marshall floated on the top of the water, his hands behind his head like he was bathing in the moonlight. When our breathing calmed and we could speak without having to stop to pant, Marshall sat up, floating on the top of the water with his legs crossed.
"Looks like I won," he said, his mischievous smile lighting up his face.
"What?! You didn't win anything, Marshall. I was waiting for you guys for, like, an hour." Okay, so I was exaggerating. Just a little
"Actually, you're both wrong. I won. It took me 6 minutes and 34 seconds to find Fionna, and Marshall appeared shortly after," Gumball corrected us, flicking the water with his fingers in every direction.
I stood up and waded over to him, sitting back down on his lap, facing him and straddling him. He lightly gripped my sore cheeks, running his hands up and down them and the small of my back gently. "So what would my king desire for his winnings?" I asked, laying gentle kisses on his cheek and neck.
"I demand that, next time, I'm in the middle," he said in a hushed, heavy tone.
"As my king wishes," Marshall whispered, coming up and sitting behind Gumball, following my lead and nibbling on his neck.
The warm water surrounded us, wrapping us up in what seemed to be our own little universe of just each other. As the moon grew high and the night grew colder, we made love together in the moonlight and in the sweet warmth of the lake, until early morning, when we returned to our bed, beyond exhausted.
