Hey everyone! Sorry its been a long time! It's never a good time to start typing a scene like this in a crowded house lol. excuse for the delay. Thank you for waiting! Hope you find this is worth the wait!
Prince Gumball nervously fumbled with the doors to his private towel closet. He had gotten himself into a mess this time. He knew if he even showed a single sign of embarrassment Marshall would be all over it in a second. He heard the bathroom door close behind him but there were no footsteps as Marshall followed him in. He put on his best poker face before turning to accept whatever teasing the older boy had to throw at him but instead he got silence. Marshall's pale face was a few shades dark than usual. He looked adorable..
"Are you alright, Marsh?" Gumball chuckled.
"What ever man! It's not like I haven't seen you naked before!" Marshall lied, knowing it would mess with the fluffy prince's head. The truth was he was freaking out inside but he wasn't about to admit it.
"What?—When?—How did you?" Gumball stammered.
Marshall smiled victoriously. It had worked. "don't worry about the details!" He said cooly, floating around Gumball, brushing up against him slightly.
Gumball shivered from the contact. "The..the water's ready…" He turned away from him, trying to get his composure back. The prince was full aware of the fact that he was losing this mind game. "Its..getting late.." He said, trying to rush things along. "The water will get cold.." Prince Gumball awkwardly started to undress. He pulled his shirt over his head, trying to ignore the pair of eyes on him. When it was time to remove his undergarments, he chickened out and wrapped a pink towel around his waist before letting them slip to the floor.
Marshall laughed and rolled his eyes. "You're so innocent, Gummy." He was a little bit disappointed but he'd have his chance later. As for Marshall, he had no problems taking everything off at once.
"Ah!" Gumball's face flushed red at the sight and he quickly closed his eyes, apologizing as if he had done something wrong. Even with his eyes shut he could still see the image of Marshall's skin all the way down to his… Gumball caught himself. How could he have such lewd thoughts? The truth was, Marshall was really beautiful -More so than he could have even imagined. He had seen the vampire nearly naked before but this was completely different. He wanted to see more. He—he had to distract himself before he embarrassed himself further. "Then, I'll be going in first!" There was a splash as Gumball sunk in to the bath and the pink towel floated away.
Marshall grinned again. His prince was just so much fun to tease. Gumball was as clear as water and Marshall could see through his every emotion and every little action. He just wanted to make him squirm more and more as Gummy's delicious pink cheeks got redder and redder. Besides, if he even stopped to think about the situation for a second he wouldn't be able to control himself. For now, he was the one making the moves. Marshall sunk down into the water next to him. The water temperature was perfect. It felt nice on his skin. How long had it been since he'd last took a bath?
Feeling uneasy about the lack of clothing between them, Prince Gumball scooted away, ushering some of the bath bubbles with him.
Marshall scooted closer.
Gumball inched some more.
Marshall followed.
"You sure seem to like those bubbles, Gumball.." The vampire joked, popping a few with his fingers. "What are you trying to hide from me anyway?" He prodded.
"Marshall Lee! Cut it out!" Gumball whined desperately, wishing he had not shed his towel.
"Come on Gumball, don't be such a prude" Marshall joked, dipping his head below the water to take a peak.
"Woah! PG! I wouldn't have guessed! So very lar—" "MARSHALL!" Gumball shrieked, splashing him across the face.
Marshall laughed at the outburst. "Are you sure you want to start a war with the Vampire King?"
"You don't seem very royal to me!" Gumball huffed indignantly, splashing the king again. "You could use some more water anyway! You still look dirty!"
"It's on!" Marshall laughed once more, splashing the prince back, with a bit more force.
Gumball retaliated but Marshall wasn't about to give up.
"You're so impossible! Can you ever just let someone else win for a change?" Gumball said, frustrated. He hated losing all the time.
"Hey Gummy.." Marshall closed the distance that had grown between them.
"What?" Gumball snapped.
"The bubbles are all gone." He pointed downward.
Before Gumball had a chance to freak out, Marshall leaned in and stole a kiss.
Gumball's cheeks flushed red and he slouched down into the water, defeated. "Marshall..how is it you always do that to me.." He mumbled, his lips half in the water, making new bubbles with his breath.
"who knows..maybe it's got something to do with L-O-V-E" Marshall half-teased. Even he wasn't aware that there was more seriousness in his words than joking.
"Yeah..must be.."Gumball mumbled, dazed and trying to hide his embarrassment below the soapy water.
"D-don't make that face!" Marshall stuttered, disarmed. "I don't know what to do when you show me a face like that.." He mumbled in a little voice that couldn't be heard.
Gumball sighed. "Come over here Marshall, I want to wash your hair."
Marshall's eyes widened. He couldn't find words fast enough or clever enough so he obeyed silently.
Gumball filled his own hands with shampoo and carefully began rubbing it through Marshall's silky hair. He hummed softly as he did so.
Marshall felt an unfamiliar calmness come over him. He leaned backwards against the prince's chest.
"It feels good, PG."
"Oh course.." Gumball nodded "being clean always feels good. Now Marshall, sit up straight! You're making this extra difficult!"
"I don't want to—I want to sit like this!" Marshall whined, acting like a spoiled child and PG gave in.
"Fine. I'll do it like this.." he smiled gently. Even Marshall could be sweet sometimes.
Marshall's hair felt really nice on his fingers. The dim lights in the bathroom, the warm water and the faint scent of soap on the older boy's shoulders were starting to get to Prince Gumball. He felt a little dizzy. Without thinking he leaned forward and kissed the side of Marshall's neck.
Marshall gasped at the kiss, and once more as he felt Gumball's arms wrap around his waist below the water.
"Gu—gumball?" He asked, confused.
The pink prince nuzzled into the back of his hair. "Sorry Marsh..I..I don't know what's come over me..I must be tired or something.." He knew even as he spoke the words that it was nothing more than a lame excuse.
"Y-yeah.." Marshall answered back, hiding his face as a warm feeling began to spread across his cheeks. It was a really nice feeling.
"You'll stay tonight, won't you?" Prince Gumball asked, speaking softly into his ear.
"I've got no where else to be—" Marshall tried to keep up his cool but he knew it was futile.
"I'm glad." Prince Gumball smiled, kissing the top of his head. "As much as I'd love to stay like this, let's finish washing. I really need to get out of the bath before my gummy skin gets all disgusting."
Marshall laughed. "That sounds pretty interesting. It's something I'd like to see!" He was a little disappointed to have to move so soon but as he knew better than anyone, the night was long.
"I don't know Gumball, I haven't taken a bath in ages. I think I forgot how to wash myself." Marshall batted his eyes and bit his lip acting over the top-cheesily-coy. "..I might need you to do it for me"
"You're so spoiled!" Gumball sighed as he obliged the request, knowing he'd catch Marshall off guard once again. He knew he wasn't acting like himself tonight, and maybe it was the wild full moon shining in the window but the sight of Marshall's wet body was impossible to ignore. He treated each area as if it were a previous gem as he scrubbed and polished.
Marshall was at a loss for words. He didn't think Gumball would actually do it for him! It was extremely embarrassing and undignifying. At the same time, it was highly pleasurable. He could really get used to the feeling of Gumball's hands all over him. "You missed a spot, dear." Marshall joked, fully aware that a certain area was being avoided.
"Marshall..you know…you know.. I can't.." Gumball stuttered, becoming increasingly conscious of the situation. As much as a little voice inside him was urging him to continue he knew they weren't ready for something like that.
"Y-yeah.." Marshall blushed at PG's hesitation. No way, had the prince really been considering it?
"We should probably be getting out now..that thing about your skin…remember?" Marshall's spoke shakily. His body was starting to calm down already. It's not that he wanted to get out, he just didn't know what else to do. There was an awkward tension in the air and he knew they could both feel it.
"Right..so..I'll get out first.." Prince Gumball kept his eyes on the water and didn't look up as he spoke. He cheeks were burning. He was well aware of the current state his lower body was in, and as reluctant as he was to get out, he knew he had to. "Don't look…okay?" He pleaded, embarrassed as he climbed out of the tub.
"You know I wouldn't" Marshall smiled. They both knew he would. Vampires could see through the backs of their own heads after all. Despite the situation, Marshall was not about to pass this up the sight. He kept quiet though.
PG tossed him a towel when he finally joined him outside of the bath. "Here, you'll catch a cold!"
"Thanks!"
Gumball's insides were starting to freak out as the weight of the scenario hit him harder. What could have caused such a momentary lapse in judgment? He knew he cared about Marshall but this..how could he be so forward? It's as if his senses had over run all logic and he was acting out of pure instinct. He had never let his guard down in front of anyone. He had always worked so hard to keep up his royal image of honor and prestige yet he just blew it away all at once. –and not only that, had he hurt Marshall's feelings? He had been so out of line…but..it's not like the vampire had asked him to stop.. and it's not like it had felt bad...Prince Gumball didn't know what to think. His head was spinning. The room was spinning..
Marshall gasped as the Prince suddenly lurched forward. In a quick dive, he caught him before he hit the hard, tile ground.
"Are you alright there Gummy? You gave me a scare!"
"Uh..yeah..sorry Marsh.." Gumball blinked, not remembering how he had gotten from his previous spot in to Marshall's arms.
"You almost just passed out or something!" Marshall's voice was raised with worry.
"Oh..did I?...maybe the steam from the bath got to me..I feel a little fuzzy.." Gumball answered weakly.
"Yeah..Don't worry. I'll take you to your bed!" Marshall's eyebrows furrowed with concern. He scooped up the prince gently and floated towards the bed. He resisted the urge to make a princess joke. There would be time for that later. Right now, he had to make sure Gumball was alright.
Chapter end-but more to come
I have most of the rest of the story jotted down already so hopefully I'll update soon!
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