Author's Note: Hey buds! Just so you all know, this chapter is majorly NSFW.
I don't intend anyone under the age of eighteen to read it, and it's certainly not something to read in public. :P
narwhal asked me to warn when the NSFW is coming with parentheses so I shall. :)
The codeword is {puhoy}. When the action starts, it'll be marked with a {puhoy on}, when it ends it'll be marked with a {puhoy off}.
Other than that, thanks for all the support of this story so far!

"10...9...8...7...6...5...4...3...2...1! Happy New Year!"

The inebriated friends scrambled around Lada's living room, hugging each other, placing clumsy kisses on cheeks, and cheering animatedly.
In the corner of the room, Gumble shared a long kiss with Marshall, trying to lose his worries in the other man's embrace.

"Happy New Year Gumble," Marshall said as they broke apart. "I'm really glad I'm starting it with you dude."

The redhead gave his boyfriend's hands a squeeze as he smiled back at him, touched.

"Same here, Happy New Year Marshall!"

The two leaned in to kiss again and then, when they had both pulled back, the black-haired boy glanced around the room.

"What?" Gumble asked him.

"Hmm," Marshall frowned in concentration, surveying the room. "Looks like our friends are too drunk to notice if we were to sneak upstairs."

As Gumble's face flushed red and his mouth fell open, the black-haired young man winked at him, smirking devilishly.

"What's the matter?" he asked casually, seeing the look of shock on his boyfriend's face.

"Marshall, that's so distasteful! In this house now with all our friends right downstairs?"

The taller man's smirk weakened, turning into an understanding smile.

"Alright man, if you don't want to, we don't have to. We can-"

"I didn't say no!" Gumble complained and Marshall's smirk returned.

"Hey, what's the matter?"

Marceline curled a finger under Bonni's chin and pointed her face upwards.
Bonni smiled glumly at her, sighed.

"I thought we were finished with Lich," she said dolefully. "But even after he was expelled, he's still coming after Gumble and-"

"Hey, no he's not! Lich is too much of a chickenshit to go after anyone," Marceline told her calmly. "Tonight was just a case of him being drunk and stupid and homophobic. Plus, we've gone weeks with no trouble from the asshole!"

"True," Bonni considered this, still looking worried. "But what if he decides to do something Marceline? What if he-?"

But Bonni was cut off by her girlfriend laughing.

"Dude, I know you were at the dentist that morning but the last time Lich did something, your brother gave him a black eye for trying!"

Bonni couldn't help but smile at that one.

"I guess you're right."

"Of course I am!" Marceline said confidently. "And besides, if the fucker does decide to come after Gumble, he has to go through all of us first."

Bonni's smile became broader and more grateful, and she leaned in to kiss Marceline lightly on the mouth.

"You're so sweet," the redhead said, taking hold of her girlfriend's hand. "Thanks."

The black-haired young woman shrugged.

"No need to thank me Bon," she said casually. "It's what I'm here for yo!"

Bonni just continued smiling, and leaned in to kiss her again.

{puhoy on}

"Mein Gott!" Gumble puffed, looking up at Lada's guest room ceiling. "Oh mein Gott, ja!"

Marshall placed his feet a little wider apart, giving himself the space to push in a little deeper.

"Oh ja! Nicht zu stoppen! Don't stop!"

The male Abadeer twin happily followed this command.
Gumble was lying out on the bed in front of him and Marshall was standing in such a way that he could easily shove his cock into Gumble's waiting hole.
One hand held Gumble's right leg for support while, at the same time, his other hand was wrapped around his boyfriend's shaft, pumping steadily.

"Fuck! Schieben sie es in! Es in!"

Marshall picked up the speed of his pelvis, driving himself into Gumble a little more forcefully.
As the redhead groaned in ecstasy, Marshall tipped back his head, closed his eyes and let himself get lost in the sheer delight of the moment.
Feeling Gumble's inner muscles around his dick was so electrifying and raw and sweet.
He continued plunging in deep, feeling himself get closer and closer to the brink.

{puhoy off}

Shortly after midnight, Marceline realized how tired she was when she let out a long, exhausted yawn.
Moments later, she saw Bonni do the same, followed by a sleepy blink, and leaned in to suggest something to her.

"You wanna head back to mine? You can stay over."

Bonni smiled up at her jadedly, kissed the other girl's cheek and nodded.

"Sure, ready when you are."

In under ten minutes, the two women were waving goodbye to their friends as they headed out the front door.

"Do you think we should have waited for Marshall?" Bonni asked as they made their way down Lada's driveway and onto the street.

"Nah," Marceline replied. "The dude knows where we live by now. And besides, I was not going upstairs to interrupt whatever gay stuff he and Gumble are doing!"

Bonni cringed, the way all young people would when faced with the notion of their sibling having a sex life.

"Yeah, you're right," she agreed with Marceline. "Better to let them find their own way home."

"Exactly," Marceline yawned again, then went on. "Plus, there'll be plenty of gay sex going on once we get into my room!"

Bonni was glad it was dark. That way, Marceline couldn't see her blush. Or her sudden excited smile.

{puhoy}

"Oh man!" Marshall moaned as he continued shoving himself in. "Oh fuck, I'm close!"

"Oh ja, me too!" Gumble grunted in response, and immediately the black-haired man picked up his speed.

He stroked Gumble faster, rubbing his thumb over the tip, milking that sweet cock for all it was worth.
Meanwhile, Gumble shut his eyes in anticipation, feeling himself get higher and higher, to the very pinnacle of pleasure.
The feeling of Marshall, hard and big, inside him was enough to make him climax any day. But the combined feeling of being stroked was just enough to-

"Hier ist es! I'm cumming!"

Their orgasms were just about synchronised, Marshall releasing just as white cum blasted from Gumble's tip.

They both grinned, sweaty and tired, and very, very satisfied.

{the puhoy continues!}

"Oh ja! Genau dort, genau dort!"

Genau dort, Marceline thought to herself. That means...'right there!' It means 'right there.' OK, that's a good thing, it means she's liking this.
Marceline shoved her hips down harder, grinding faster, making her clit rub together more effectively with her girlfriend's.
The long groan that escaped from Bonni's mouth made Marceline smirk into the red-haired young woman's shoulder. Looks like her translation had been accurate!

Marceline then turned her attention lovingly to Bonni's neck, mixing teeth and tongue into the kisses she provided to the soft skin there.
The redhead reached up and hungrily grabbed her lover's ass, making Marceline pick up speed.

"Ist das gut?" she asked Bonni, leaning back to look into the red-haired young woman's face. "Ja? Das gut?"

Bonni didn't know why hearing Marceline speak German to her was so sexy but it definitely was. She moved her own hips in rhythm to the ones already crushing so satisfyingly against her, and purred a sultry reply.

"Ja, es ist sehr gut! Sehr hot!"

Yeah, it's very good. Very hot!
Those words made Marceline tremble a little as she continued bearing down, already brought closer to her own sexual zenith.
With each and every moan and whimper that broke out of Bonni's mouth, she came nearer and nearer until-

"Oh fuck, I'm gonna cum!"

"Oh ja, cum für mich!"

Cum for me.
Those were the words that made Marceline topple over into the glorious abyss of bliss and gratification.
Bonni followed suit shortly after, twitching and groaning in the black-haired woman's arms as she finished.

As they hugged their sweaty bodies together afterwards, Marceline smirked down at Bonni.

"War das gut?" she asked, and Bonni smirked back.

"Ja," she said, reaching up to stroke Marceline's face affectionately. "Das war sehr gut."