Marshal Lee the Vampire King was a vampire like no other. For starters, he satisfied his bloodlust with colors. Any vampire would find that to be a bit odd, seeing as no other vampire would even think about doing such a deed. Another thing was his chosen mate, a human girl. Normally if a vampire took a human mate it would be for one reason, to feed. It seems as if Marshal was honestly breaking every rule in the book but hey, he ddin't really give as long as they were happy together. Yet, he didn't count on one small detail...hormones.

"Marshal! Are you still here?". Fionna had scrambled all around her house searching for her undead boyfriend. It wasn't like him to just leave without his axe bass, so she assumed he still had to be around. After minutes of searching and calling though, she began to doubt her ownself. "Marshal where the flip are you!", she called, beginning to get impatient.

There was a rustle from the kitchen. "Marshal?", she called out, knowing there wouldn't be anyone there since she had just come the damn place. She walked in and looked around, her eyes spotting the open fridge and a few strawberries on the ground. She sighed, starting to get irrtated as she knew what was happening. Marshal was playing hide-and-seek. True his playful nature was cute and funny at times, but at other times (like this one) it was just a pain in the ass.

She turned and was startled by the raven haired teen standing there with a grin reaching from ear to ear. "Hey blondie", he said casually, as if he hadn't known she was calling out to him for the past few minutes, "Were you hungry too?". "Ugh, Marsh I was calling for yo-", her ended there are the vampire stuck a strawberry in her mouth. "You might wanna chew that, you might choke", he smirked and walked away. Fionna crossed her arms and followed in his wake, chewing the strawberry and spitting out the stem.

She leaned against the doorway and placed a hand on her hip as Marshal just plopped himself on the couch. "And why, pray tell, are you standing there watching me eat?", he asked, draining the color from a berry. She puffed her cheeks and settled herself next to him, refusing to meet his eyes. "Aww, did I make my adventuress angry?", he chuckled. She turned to look at him and took his remaining strawberries. "Hey those were mine", he said, crossing his arms. "My strawberries", she said plainly and popped two into her mouth. He chuckled and pressed his lips to her cheek, happy to see her blush.

Fionna didn't know why she always blushed around him. When he kissed her, hugged her, or even looked into her eyes, she always blushed. At times, she wondered if she was defective. She didn't mind blushing, it was just the fact that Marshal always made her blush. To top it off, he always found a way to make her nervous. She couldn't think of an excuse as to why she always got nervous with him.

He placed a finger under her chin, turning her to face him and looked into her eyes. Dammit, she thought, There I go again. The one way he made her nervous was by doing this exact thing, matching the gaze of his onyx eyes with her blue, sky colored ones. The "worse" thing, he knew this, and he used it to his complete advantage.

"Fionna", he whispered in a deep husky voice, "Can I have a strawberry?". He watched as she bit her lip, rejoicing the fact that he could convince her in such an easy manner. "Okay", she giggled, placing a strawberry against his lips. His witheld a grin and began to open his mouth when she suddenly pulled the strawberry away and ran to her room. He hissed, no one, I mean no one, took a berry from Marshal (except Fionna apparently).

When he floated to the door he foundan empty bowl on the bed along with a laughing Fionna. "Too bad Marsh", she said, trying to control her breathing, "I ate all of them". At this, Marshal tackled her, pinning her arms down and looking down on her. The blonde couldn't help but breathe heavier, just having him on top in a position like this was, for the lack of a better word, hot. After a minute of staying like that, the teen laughed and laid down next to her, pulling her close to him. She snuggled against his chest and was soon fast asleep. Though his berries were gone, the Vampire King had won a bigger award and that was cuddling with Fionna the Adventuress.

Fionna awoke as she heard Marshal panting. She turned over to look at him when her hand touched a wet spot on the bed. She moved her hand across the area more and found it completely wet and...sticky. She finally turned to face a sweaty Marshal. She coudln't help but wonder why he was so out of breath. He looked pretty embarrassed and Fionna couldn't help but ask one question, a question that seemed to fuel his embarrassment.

'Marshal...did you wet the bed?".

Author's note:

Okay, so this chapter may seem a little rushed and more like a filler but it's just a set up for what's coming next *insert evil laughter*