Chapter 38: Like That

Bubblegum stared at it as it sat on her bed. She'd never used it before, but Marceline was just in a habit of leaving it lying around. I mean, how does someone even conceive of this…let alone get one? Now normally, she'd shove it under her mattress for the vampire to retrieve at her leisure. However, as her day had ended early, and nightfall was not far off, she'd just figured she'd pull it out in advance. Just in case Marceline wants to use it…

At least, that's what she'd told herself. Yet, here she was, eyes hooded, breath already raspy, desire flooding her every nerve ending. And no matter what she'd tried to convince herself of, it most definitely was not because she'd imagined Marceline using it on her…not this time. Oh no. in fact, she'd had more than vivid fantasies of using in on Marceline. It had brought her such pleasure, and she'd been satisfied with that. Yet, as she stared at it on the bed, she could just see the vampire screaming out all sorts of things as she plowed into the vampire.

She gulped. Would she even let me though? I mean…I never have before. Though it isn't as if she hasn't been with a boy so…she cringed. She really did hate thinking about that. She was a thousand years old but that didn't make her have to like it any more. The sun was setting outside her window, she had to think fast. When she thought about it, there were two options. One: ask her if she could use it. Or two: spring it on her.

The more Bubblegum considered these, the more and more she wanted to simply take Marceline, no warnings, no precursor, and no fight for power. She found her thighs clenching at the thought, her body deciding for her. Glancing at the rapidly decreasing light, she quickly discarded her clothes and slipped the thing on, fiddling with it until it fit her and touched her just right. She moved to wait next to the balcony doors, which were open and Marceline's main method of entry. She knew, knew, that if she gave the vampire a moment to speak of see her, she'd lose her nerve completely and turn into a bumbling mess.

And that wasn't what she wanted. She wanted to dominate, simple as that, and Ooo be damned if the girl she wanted to dominate was going to stop her. Marceline floated in (nix the axe bass, thank glob) whistling some random tune. Wasting no time, she grabbed Marceline from behind, her left hand covering a fanged mouth while her right hand trailed immediately up the vampire's tank top and oh glob she isn't wearing a bra.

Bubblegum considered the muffled groan that came from the girl a sign of good faith, though she hadn't revealed she was wearing exactly what she was wearing. She quickly divested Marceline of her top, keeping her turned away, and relished in the breathy gasp the vampire took as her hand left her mouth for just a moment. She trailed her hands down pale arms, placing hot open-mouthed kisses over Marceline's neck and shoulder. Her hands met Marceline's and she entwined their fingers, her hands on the outside.

She placed their hands on Marceline's hips, letting the girl decide if she wanted what Bubblegum was giving, and ground her hips into the vampires for the first time. "Fuck…B-Bubblegum!" she choked out, and the candy princess was sure she'd never heard Marceline sound quite as sexy as she did just then. The girl bit hard at Marceline, taking it as a go-ahead. She released the girl's hands and began to trail her own down into the vampire's pants. She gasped, quickly unbuttoning and zipping them.

"M-Marceline…" she managed, voiced laden with want. No underwear. Suffice to say, the two had the same thing on their mind for that evening. Her fingers teased all around Marceline's want and glob if she'd ever been this wet before. Bubblegum's hips ground again into the vampire, and she whimpered. She kept rocking.

"L-let me see…" Marceline managed. "P-please…"

Bubblegum's movements hitched for a moment, nervousness flooding her mind. But she trusted the girl, and Marceline had yet to laugh. "Okay…" she whispered, closing her eyes.

Marceline, sensing the girl's hesitation, turned around quickly but went cheek-to-cheek with the pink girl, her right hand trailing down to tug at it. Bubblegum groaned as the harness hit her just right. "Fuck…Bonni…you're so fucking hard for me." She whimpered. Bubblegum's eyes shot open, a breath escaping her as Marceline trailed her tongue lightly over a sweaty neck. That was the right thing to say.

"Bed." The vampire sighed, and, sensing Bubblegum's want of control, let the candy girl lead them to lie down, she on the bottom, her lover on top.

Bubblegum looked at Marceline, mess of hair, blushing cheeks, bated breath. Gulping and un willing to waste time, she quickly grabbed the hard plastic and trailed it up and down Marceline, coating it in the girl's arousal. Marceline's hands flew to her shoulders, gripping tight. "Bonni…p-please…" the candy girl pushed in just a little, getting used to the feel of it, the different way of moving her hips. An irritated groan left Marceline's mouth. "Grod…Bonnie…don't make me fucking wait."

So she didn't. Bubblegum pushed all the way in one fell swoop; face hot with the sight of herself going into Marceline. The vampire screamed, and she stilled, feeling like it was the right thing to do. Marceline breathed heavy for a few moments, and Bubblegum wanted so much to move. Still, she waited, and with whimper of "Fuck Bonni…you-you're so deep." She moved.

It was a weird motion, one her hips weren't used to, but as she lifted Marceline's thighs up against her own and ground, they both let out a choked noise and Marceline a gasp of "Oh Bonni…"

And Marceline was being very vocal. The motion was hitting Bubblegum perfectly for friction, leaving bated breaths and gasps and moans. But every time she went just so far, Marceline spoke. "There! Oh Fuck, Bonni, there!" She picked up the pace, the sound of skin on skin and that delicious rubbing driving her crazy. "Bonni, you're s-so fucking good! So fucking de—ep! Oh, shit! Ah!" Marceline's hands moved, one on her head, tangling angrily in hair, the other across her back to pull her chest-to-chest. "You f-feel so good in me!

Bubblegum drove harder, getting closer and closer, cries and words from Marceline driving her on, though her thighs and back burned with the strain of it all. "M-Marceline…glob…I'm…s-so close…" She whimpered, unwilling to finish without her partner.

"Fuck…oh glob, oh fuck! B-Bonni…M-me too! Ah!" Bubblegum picked up the pace again, shocked at her own stamina. "Bonni! Ah! Oh fuck, Bonni I'm gonna come!"

And as her hips fought to release her pleasure, she muttered, "Me too…Marci…"

Fingertips dug into her right shoulder, breaking skin. "I-in me! Oh fuck, Bonni, come inside me!" With those words, she pulled all the way out then pushed all the way back in hard as she came, and so did Marceline, her hips rocking subconsciously to prolong her own orgasm and, naturally, Marceline's too. Fingernails dragged angrily all the way across her back, leaving five long, angry red lines which felt so good now, but she knew would feel terrible later. Right now though, she collapsed heavily on Marceline, and didn't really care.

Gasping heavily, and unwilling to disconnect from being with Marceline so intimately, she just stayed there, basking in the feel of her lover who held her. "What brought that on?"

"I-I felt like it…Like loving you like that." She admitted sheepishly.

Marceline smirked. "Love me like that again sometime."

A/N

On the fifth day of Smutmas, my fanfic gave to me:
Five lines that sting.

Cutting it a bit close. Sorry. Starting college/new job.

-JD