Guys! Sorry about the wait, I explain the reason for it at the end!

Also, this is not a rape fic! I welcome feedback and even flames, but I'm telling you this is not a rape fic! There is NO rape, it is at most DUBCON. Please stop pming me and leaving comments telling me that they are rapists and so on and so forth. If you don't like it, fine, but please don't spam me.


"Stop flipping. Jeez, you're such a girl Gumbum. She's fine."

Fionna was floating in a blissful state, staring blindly up at the ceiling while her body hummed. What did they do to me… It was… wow… I feel like a big old glob of grape jelly… I feel like there are needles in my fingers and toes…

Marshall was floating just above the mattress on his stomach, one hand on either side of her waist. He'd removed her panties after lapping up the moistness at her entrance, but had stopped there. For the first time he was wondering if maybe he had gone too far… She'd obviously enjoyed it, but…

Fionna was splayed over the comforter, her legs akimbo and her arms still curled above her head. Her skin was that dangerous red shade again, which was the main cause for Gumball's fretting. He'd removed her hat and brushed back her hair. He was on his knees next to her head, hovering over the human as her lashes fluttered and her head rolled slowly from side to side. "Fionna? Fionna, are you alright?"

The vampire king rolled his eyes. "She's fine."

"Look at her face! And she's barely lucid."

"You dummy, it's… it's a compliment."

"Yeah, entering a catatonic state after being molested by two trusted friends is a good thing. Cheese crackers and grape juice, what have we done?! We're monsters, glob, is she still bleeding? I can't believe we did this, I can't believe I let you do this-"

"Hah, let me?" Marshall smirked, but was now fighting to quell his own fears when Fionna remained unmoving. Red streaked her inner thighs, mixed with his spittle and her juices, but she wasn't bleeding that badly anymore… in fact, the puncture wounds were already starting to close thanks to the healing properties of his saliva. He lowered his head to her left leg again, pushing gently on the inside of her knee to expose the soft, creamy skin to him while she lay there. He licked gently at the wound, watching her closely for any reaction.

Glob… what he wouldn't give to have her alone, without that annoying prat Gumball around to spoil their time together. To have her writhing uncontrollably under him, and only because of his attentions. He didn't want to be working with the stupid candy prince to make her crazy with pleasure… if he'd had her alone…

Gumball slapped at his shoulder, causing the vampire's eyes to darken dramatically. "Quit it, she could need medical attention! We should-"

Marshall rolled his eyes and shoved the prince away from him. "Touch me again and I swear-"

She listened to Marshall threaten the prince, then the prince retaliate and try to defend her. Their words buzzed strangely in her ears, forcing her to strain to understand them. This whole situation was so confusing, so overwhelming. She wanted to beat them both to death, using their heads as blunt instruments of doom. She also wanted them to continue, to tell them both to stop arguing and to put their hands back on her. But that's wrong, right? Really wrong. This was against my will… they forced themselves on me… Even if it was just at first… And I enjoyed it but… but it's still… right? No… I want them to do it again… but I didn't… Oh… my brain stuffs hurt… Why do they always have to mess me up so bad?! Gah! These two! I'm so stinking mad! I could- She brought her knee up into Marshall's chin as he bent once more to his mark, smacking his teeth together and very nearly causing him to bite off his own tongue. She then ploughed her foot into his stomach. "KICK! PUNCH!" She uppercut Gumball on the chin with her right fist, the one closest to him, and followed up with her left directly into his cheek. Both boys hollered in pain as they were flung off the bed, scrambling to get away from her.

Coming alive with a vengeance, she flew off the mattress like her ass was one fire and pounced on the pink prince, her normally sweet, smiling face distorted into a feral snarl as she fell on top of him. For his part, the prince was reduced once again to a coward before a powerful woman, letting out a girlish shriek as she pummeled him. "Fionna! Stop, please, I'm soooo sorr-MMmm!"

Suddenly her fists were clenched in the front of his tunic, jerking him up into a hot, searing kiss. Instinctively his hands snaked around to grip her ass cheeks, dragging her down onto his erection. Maybe she wasn't so mad-

Tears welled in his eyes as her fist once again was pumped into his gut. "I'm going to break every bone in your body, you jerk! Starting with this!" Her fingers were suddenly clamped on his dick, causing the prince to emit a strange, wailing shriek of pain.

Marshall appeared behind her and clamped his arms around the furious woman's arms while Gumball worked fervently to release her death grip on his cock. "Crimeny Fionna, calm down!" The vampire king held tight as she whipped her head back and forth and tried to jam an elbow into his stomach. "Let him go, you don't really want to hurt him, you're just pissed! Come on, ease up-" Either his words worked or Gumball was incredibly lucky and gained some burst of strength, because he finally managed to pry her fingers off his manhood. Then she was lifted into the air and slammed back none-too-gently on the ground with the vampire king sitting on her stomach and pinning her arms above her head. "Fionna, chillax, it's okay-"

"It's not okay! You selfish pricks just… you…" He was horrified to see tears forming in her eyes. "I should kill you!"

Marshall had the good sense to look ashamed. "I'm sorry Fionna, I thought-"

He went flying as she bucked him off and quickly executed a somersault to follow him. Now she was straddling his narrow hips, her fingers tearing at the buttons of his plaid shirt. "Dammit! I don't know whether to skin you both alive and turn your hides into armor, or… or…" She threw herself down and latched onto his lips with hers. "I'm so… furious… GRRRR!" Their lips smashed together again, her tongue sweeping over his bottom lip.

Though he welcomed the kiss and parted his own lips to invite her in, Marshall kept his hands on the ground at his sides, terrified of ending up in the same predicament as Gumball. Then she made a strange, whining sound deep in her throat and pressed herself closer to him. Marshall wrapped an arm around her waist and used the other to push himself, and her, up into a sitting position. Gumball watched as the pair grappled for a moment- Marshall it seemed was trying to find a way to tip the human over, but Fionna was pushing back just as hard to try and pin him to the ground again. The prince scooted back over the floor until he hit the bed, and sat there watching the shocking scene. She seemed like-

Marshall clutched the side of his face as Fionna shoved away from him, hastily straightening her clothing. Her expression was livid, her cheeks were a deep scarlet, and her lips were swollen. He instinctively cringed away when she moved towards him, expecting the worst, but after a long moment, longer than it should have for her to reach him, he was still alive. He cracked one, then the other eye open when he didn't see her looming over him with murder in her eyes. All he saw was Marshall sullenly rubbing his cheek on the floor a few feet away. A small sigh made him look too his right, where Fionna was sitting on his bed with her hand in her lap and her face downcast. The room was silent except for the rustle of clothing and sheets as Gumball stood and tentatively perched next to her. "Fionna-"

"Am I… bad?"

Confused, Gumball exchanged a quick look with Marshall Lee but the vampire was just as baffled. Still rubbing his cheek, he floated into the air and over to the bed, setting down on Fionna's other side. "What do you mean?"

"Am I bad that… I liked it? That I want you to do it again… even though I didn't? At first." She glared and lifted her fist, causing them both to shrink back. "And think carefully about your answer, perverts!"

Gumball grimaced. What were the right words to say here? "Just because you enjoyed it… I mean… Um…"

Marshall rolled his eyes. "It doesn't make you bad Fionna. We… I, went about this whole thing wrong. I mean, I was right… right?" He quirked a brow at her, making Fionna hunch her shoulders. She murmured something under her breath, which made Marshall frown and lean closer. "Sorry, didn't hear you."

Fionna was blushing again. "I said… maybe. Maybe I thought about it… once or twice. Maybe not like that… I liked you guys for a long time…" She sighed and pushed a hand through her hair. "I… I still do." She bit her lips and curled her shoulders again. What was she supposed to do now?! That had been so lumping awesome, she had to admit to herself. Having them both… her face suddenly felt very hot. They had made her though! Ugh! My brain hurts! Why does this stuff have to be so complicated. Do I want them to continue or not?... Yes. Very much. But why- you know what, who cares. "Do it again." She sat straight up, frowning determinedly at Gumball, then Marshall, holding his gaze. "Touch me, please."

Both men felt equal parts elated and relieved. Their hands were suddenly on her again, making the girl gasp and her body jerk in shock despite her having just demanded they resume. They touched her legs, her arms, her back, slow and seductive this time around. Her hands fidgeted against her chest as the men stroked her body, warming all three of them back up.

Then Marshall was holding her face with unusual care, and sweetness. "We'll do it right this time, Fi." The way it should have been done in the first place. As he spoke, Gumball's hands were sliding up her sides, dragging her shirt and making Fionna breathe heavier, his lips ghosting along her shoulder. Marshall kept hold of her face, preventing her from being able to look at Gumball's hands. Her own came up to grip his wrists as if trying to free herself, but she remained trapped. Gumball's hands released her shirt as soon as he reached her generous breasts, letting the fabric fall back over his forearms as he cupped and squeezed. The human girl squeaked and clamped her eyes shut, wiggling in their grip again. Being unable to watch, to see what he was going to do next was an oddly terrifying sensation. Panic bubbled in the pit of her belly, coupled with a sudden flare of lust. His palms were soft and warm and made her toes curl with pleasure when he rubbed just right. She strained her eyes, trying to see him but Marshall refused to allow her. When she looked back up at him with her eyes wide, he smirked and leaned forward to kiss her on the forehead, on each eye lid, and on the tip of her nose before pulling her into a slow, sensual kiss. It was so gentle and… and romantic it shocked Fionna.

Gumball's hands were busy at her back now, tracing her spine and shoulder blades before coming to a stop on her bra hook. With his mouth still on her collar, he managed to, very skillfully, pinch and release the spokes, unhooking the garment. Now his hands roamed beneath her shirt, stroking and kneading as he slowly drifted down to her hips.

When Marshall released her face he was giving her that impish smirk again before he swooped down to nip her right breast through her shirt. Fionna yelped in response and tangled her fingers in his hair, tugging sharply as his pointed teeth continued to wreak such pleasurable havoc across her chest. The bites didn't hurt and he didn't break skin, but they stung and made her breasts both warm up and become covered in goose bumps at the same time. Gumball's fingers had moved underneath the waist of her skirt and around to her front. He was now slipping those soft, clever hands between her thighs, pulling them apart. After a moment's hesitation, she obeyed the silent command and shifted on the mattress so she could spread her knees and give him access to her bare mound.

Delighted, he moved his lips up her collarbone and throat, coming to a rest under her ear while his fingers probed her now dripping entrance. When Marshall sat straight, his eyes red and wild, Gumball penetrated her tight, warm snatch with two fingers, making Fionna swear and jerk back against his body while Marshall ripped her shirt open.

Glob, what a glorious sight.

He fell back on her with an animalistic sound and took one breast in his mouth and latched onto the other with a curled hand. The bombardment of sensation left little room for her to be mad about the shirt, until her ears were filled with the sound of ripping. For one giddily horrific, terrible moment she had the absurd thought that he had started eating her exposed flesh. If it hadn't been for Marshall's quick thinking, she would have let out a blood-curdling scream and alerted the whole of the candy kingdom to the affair. He prevented this by jerking her face forward into a hot, brutal kiss.

"I don't think ruining all her clothes is one of your better ideas!" Gumball snapped.

Marshall chuckled against her lips when her screams quieted, having realized she wasn't in any pain. Confused, she looked down at her chest to see her (bare and aching) chest perfectly intact, and her bra hanging in tattered scraps off her shoulders. Color came rushing back to her cheeks as she instinctively crossed her arms in front of her chest to hide her almost-nudity. "Marshall Lee, you dope! I sort of need my clothes!" The anger she tried to convey in her words and expression was lost as Gumball relentlessly stroked her down below, pumping the two fingers of one hand slowly in and out of her core while the other massaged her thigh. She managed to maintain her furrowed brow though, even as Marshall leaned in and bit her gently on the wrist.

"I like this look on you… clothes half ripped off…helpless… it's incredibly arousing." He gripped her wrists tightly in his hands and pulled them away from the fleshy globes so he could lean in and run his long, rough tongue up her cleavage.

The adventuress grit her teeth and tried to mask the shudder that rippled through her. "Says the guy… with all… his clothes in… intact-NNgh…" Gumball's thumb was now circling her clit as he inserted a third finger inside her.

Marshall grinned and ran his tongue along her collarbone. "You can borrow my shirt when we're done, how 'bout that?" Just to placate her (of course), he sat back on his knees and began to undo the buttons so he could shake the article of clothing off. It was flung into the corner somewhere off to the side, and the white undershirt soon followed.

Bare-chested Marshall made Fionna groan and lick her lips. Gumball's hands were still stroking tenderly over her lips and inner walls, making her feel hot and… needy. So when he pulled them away, she made a high-pitched whining sound while her hands fluttered weakly on the comforter, twisting and plucking the material. "Wait, don't stop-"

Gumball smiled serenely and nudged her closer to the vampire, who wasted no time in hovering off the bed and snatching her into the air. She was unable to object as he ripped the remnants of her shirt and bra to pieces once she was settled in his lap, one leg dangling on each side of his hips as he floated off the bed on his back. "Greedy now aren't we?" He teased, squeezing the generous curve of her ass.

Fionna groaned and slumped against his chest. "I feel like I'm on fire or something."

Grinning from ear to ear, the vampire king's hand rubbed over her ass for a moment before yanking up her skirt. Without warning, two fingers were jammed into her cunt, making Fionna tense and bite down on his shoulder to suppress the scream threatening to escape. Marshall hissed with pleasure and began to thrust his digits in and out of her hole while her own fingers dug into his back. "Holy flaming lumps… do you have any idea how hot it is when you're violent?" To prove his point, he ground his erection up into her. Fionna whimpered and curled her legs up against his back. "It makes me want to throw you down, and fuck you until you can't see." He whispered this into her ear, hissing the words at her as she clung desperately to him, shaking like a leaf and moaning wildly while he fingered her.

Gumball watched the scene with fascination. Marshall had turned in a way so his back was to the prince while Fionna's face was fully visible, allowing Gumball to watch the array of emotions and expression that crossed her face while the vampire violated her. There were so many it almost made him dizzy to watch. Without his conscious command, his fingers began to undo the buttons of his doublet while he watched her face.

Fionna was unable to look away from him, her eyes locked onto Gumball's as though he was some sort of anchor to her sanity, even though she couldn't actually see. Her vision was hazy and unfocused as though she was trying to concentrate on something far away, when really her brain had shut down to all but the wonderful things happening… down there. She whimpered and mewled against Marshall's shoulder, unconsciously clenching and unclenching her walls against his invading fingers.

Marshall was breathing heavier now as well, his eyes shut and his face pressed to Fionna's hair. She kept grinding jerkily against his erection, and he was positive she didn't realize what she was doing. It felt pretty damn good though, especially when he… Yep, touched her just like that, and her whole body vibrated as she rubbed down against him. She was pawing deliriously at his back, her fingers curling to drag her nails against his back every time his fingers reentered her. He hadn't even entered her yet, and he felt like he was close to a mind-blowing orgasm. Then she bit into his shoulder to quiet her cries, her back arched and she crushed her pelvis against his, she gripped him tighter than ever, her legs wrapped like iron bands around his body and her velvet-lined walls clamped down on his pumping fingers as her pleasure reached towards its peak.

There was a flash of pain and the jolt of impact as she dropped onto something solid, clearing the haze from her mind before she could begin to enjoy it. She was sprawled on the bed next to Gumball, staring blindly up at the ceiling as she gasped for air. He entered her view after a moment, an almost apologetic smile on his face. "Well hello beautiful." He brushed a few strands of hair from her face before laying his hand on her stomach. "Are you alright?"

Well actually, I think I may have swallowed my tongue and broken all four limbs, because I can't feel or move them anymore. I'm pretty sure I've caught on fire down there, and it hurts. I'm also very confused as to how I wound up on the bed. Other than that, I'm fine. She swallowed thickly and managed a slow nod in response, trying to ignore the dull ache in her core, and the wild itch-like sensation she was desperate to relieve. "Um… where's-?"

He had that weird smile on his face again as he rubbed the back of his head. "I think… he got a little too excited." He pointed at her shoulder when the girl just stared at him.

Fionna swiveled her head around to check it out, and was greeted with the sight of fresh blood streaked on her shoulder. Sighing heavily she swiped at it. "Maaaaan, people are going to think we got in a fight or something. Where'd he go?" This time, Gumball pointed upwards.

When she managed to focus enough, she realized Marshall was staring back at her from where he hung upside-down, hidden in the shadows of the vaulted ceiling. All that was visible of the vampire was his glowing red eyes. Fionna thought she heard him growling, but when she strained her ears, all she could hear was her own labored breathing and rapid heartbeat. "Marsh?"

His eyes suddenly moved about a yard to the right, then back, as if he was pacing on the ceiling. "I'm fine." He called down to her. "I just need a minute." His voice sounded… off, and she realized he was panting. More like a dog than a human, but he seemed fine. "Are you okay?"

She half-smiled and nodded. "It's alright Marsh, really. Come down here." The eyes just blinked, never pausing in their back-and-forth. It was actually very unsettling, and in a sudden burst of modesty, she shyly covered her breasts with one arm. "Glob you're creepy sometimes."

"Thanks."

Shaking his head, Gumball put his hands on his shoulders and pushed her back down against the bed. "He'll be okay." He leaned down to kiss her, smirking against her lips while her shifted to straddle one of her legs. "Besides, it's my turn."

Fionna arched a brow, but the look was ruined when he lowered his mouth to her throat. "Ahh… Oh really?"

"Mm. Really."

Her outside leg bent up and pressed against his hip. "I'm not a board game, and even if I was, who said you get a turn?" She teased.

Gumball grinned. "First, my bed, my room, my palace. Second…"He sat up a bit and shifted so he was between her legs. With gentle hands, he moved her legs so they were both bent up on either side of him, spread a sufficient distance. "I find myself consumed with a sort of… competitiveness." His fingers were shaking slightly as he undid the fastenings on his pants. "A desire to destroy my competition and come out on top. So to speak." He grinned. "Having my rival witness it is for some reason even more appealing to me."

"Wow… you have a darkside I never would have suspected." The human gulped audibly. "I don't know whether to be afraid or aroused."

Gumball laughed, a sound different than his normal lighthearted chuckle. It was low and rumbled in his chest. "I know. It's thrilling." Fionna watched him warily, lifting her head a fraction of an inch to watch as he pushed his drawers down his hips… Panic gripped her again and she instinctively began to jerk away, her eyes wide and wild. The prince paused, looking sadly down at her. "I… I'm sorry. I thought-"

Fionna let out a shaky breath and shook her head. "Don't. I just flipped for a minute. Don't stop, please."

Gumball's eyes lit up as he pulled her by her hips back into position, lining them up just right. She looked so… erotic, he mused. Her hair, so long and soft and lovely fanned out around her on the bed, a fine sheen of sweat glossing over her body, flushed and frustrated and excited. Her skirt was mussed up around her waist, revealing her sticky, glistening thighs and lips. One of her socks had slipped down her toned calf. Her shoes remained, and somehow completed the picture perfectly. He ran his hands up the backs and outsides of her thighs before slipping one hand under her buttocks while the other fished his cock out of his pants.

From his perch on the ceiling, Marshall observed.

It gave him a sick, voyeuristic thrill as well to be watching Fionna squirm as she was prepared. He wanted desperately to be the one to take her virginity, and lamented the fact that he could not. It actually broke his unbeating heart a little, and that confused and frightened him. Fionna was supposed to be his, and his alone.

Maybe this was better, he ruminated, watching Gumball begin his slow and deliberate preparation by rubbing his fingers firmly against Fionna's slit, ensuring she was ready. Maybe this was how it should be her first time. Gumball was inherently more gentle than the vampire king. He was slow and considerate and careful with the human, as though she might break from a gust of wind, despite all the evidence to the contrary. Still… it would hurt her the first time. He'd claimed plenty of virgins before, he knew the pain was part of the package. Still, he'd always been with other demons, creatures who were naturally just more resilient than a candy person.

Or a human.

As much as he wanted to be the one touching her now, claiming her as his in the most base of manners, he was afraid. Afraid of hurting her, of being too rough, of making her fear him. He didn't want to be the one to cause her that pain, then accidentally cause her even more because he couldn't control his demonic side.

For Glob's sake, he hadn't even been inside her and he'd nearly ripped her arm off. He'd fully intended to bite right through her shoulder, but something had stopped him at the very last minute, and he'd instead just bit her. Very deeply. Without examining it he knew the wound was deeper than the ones on her thighs, which were almost gone now.

He needed to calm down, to collect his thoughts. He wasn't going to hurt the precious human, no matter what…

He forced his eyes to remain on her face as she arched and let out a low shriek between her teeth. Her face was contorted in an expression of unbearable pain, yet it remained just as beautiful as ever. His breath caught in his chest as he watched tears track down the sides of her face and into her hair, as Gumball held his hips absolutely still while he kissed and touched her, trying to soothe the girl. Eventually she flopped against the bed again, gasping out quiet, hiccupping sobs while the prince murmured lovely, calming things in her ear and stroked her hair.

Marshall was vibrating with a distressing combination of rage, sadness, and arousal now. He watched the girl nod and slowly raise her arms to embrace the prince, holding him close as his hips began to move again.

Before he understood what he was about to do, a growl ripped itself from his chest and sent him into another jerky pace across the ceilings as the pair copulated below. Gumball apparently ignored the demon spawn but Fionna, trapped on her back, couldn't and locked eyes with the raging demon. He watched pure, unbridled lust and terror mingle with the pain on her face as she sought him out.

He moved until he was directly over her, his gaze never straying away from hers.

It lumping hurt! Everywhere, a big black greasy pain that rippled over her with each thrust of his hips. She was stretched and felt so… full. Layered under that pain she felt this brilliant spark of wonderful pleasure unmatched by what she'd felt earlier. Every time he slid home, her eyelids would flutter and she would huff out a breath while her hands clenched around his forearms. One of his hands slid under her buttocks and guided her into tipping her hips up, lifting them off the bed and changing the angle.

When he re-entered her from that angle, he thrust against something deep inside her that made Fionna go rigid around him. Her entire frame shuddered and she moaned. "Gumball… ooohhh glob…"

Gumball grinned and buried his face against the side of her neck. "Fionna, you're so lovely, so perfect."

She flushed and turned her face away, then back again when his tip pressed into that spot again. She whimpered and clung to him. She didn't believe for a moment that she was perfect or really all that 'lovely'. It sounded like some corny thing guys instinctively said whenever they were inside a woman. Her face was round and soft like a baby's, not a grown woman, her eyes were small, her hips were wide, her hands and feet rough and calloused from adventuring.

But she certainly felt perfect right then. She felt almost girly too, especially when he cupped one of her tits and rubbed a smooth thumb over her stiff, perky nipple. She sighed contently and arched up to meet him. "Ahh… Gumball… F-faster… please." She breathed. Fionna lifted a leg and hooked it over his waist, wanting to be closer to him, to pull him deeper. The candy prince came up from her neck to draw her into another deep kiss, moving from one corner of her mouth to the other before sweeping his tongue over her lower lip. It parted from the other, inviting him in. He obliged her request, his hand slipping from its place on her ass to the back of her thigh, jerking her other leg up over his waist. Gumball was panting as he pistoned in and out of her wet heat, his head swimming as he neared his own climax. She was warbling into his ear, making cute little sounds of pleasure and shock as he increased his pace, running her hands over his smooth, lithe torso. She could feel the coiling in her stomach again, the involuntary clenching in her abs. She was so close, she just needed a little more friction, a little more… Her arm trembled as she pulled it from around his back and gripped the hand covering her breast, pressing it harder against her flesh. His movements became jerky and erratic as he moved, pressing her into the bed. It felt so good, so- "Gumball, oh… yes! I-… I think I'm going to-"

Gumball took her mouth again as she came, swallowing her cries once more. He had the brief, amusing thought that it was a wonder no one had heard her yet before his vision flashed white and his body slammed forward of its own accord to bury itself inside the orgasming girl. He rode out their climaxes, drawing them out as long as he could. She wrapped herself tight around him with her head thrown back and her hands tangled in his hair.

He collapsed on top of her, one shaky hand running through her silky tresses. As their hearts thundered against one another.

He counted about four seconds before he anticipated the intent of their audience and with a heavy but contented sigh, he rolled off her. Fionna managed to shoot him a confused look before cold hands wrapped around her ankles and jerked her to the end of the bed.


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So the chapter was longer but I hate doing huge uploads. The reason for that is I personally hate huge long walls of text, and actually prefer shorter chapters. It keeps my interest better than just scrolling through a never ending wall of text.

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