Okay sooo, I realize this update is way over due. At first, it was because I was nearing the end of my senior year, so all my focus went into passing and graduating high school. Then I went on a vacation to celebrate my completion of high school.
After that I just kind of... didn't do anything. I realize I could have finished this chapter a month ago but I honestly did not feel like writing. My motivation for this story is depleting fast, so it is coming to a quick end. I don't see it going any further than 25 chapters. I did however get a bit of motivation from a good friend of mine.
But be aware from now on updates will be random, my 18th birthday is coming up next month. (Remember last year when I got excited over my birthday? Ha.) And then there's college i'm getting ready for, yikes.
Anyways enough of my pointless rants, enjoy!
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The sun's rays escaped through the window, shining right in Bonnibel's eyes. She cursed herself for opening them, but was soon distracted by her girlfriend smiling lovingly at her. She felt a small blush sneak up, but smiled right back at the pale beauty.
"How long have you been watching me?" She groaned.
"Only a few minutes. You're cute when you sleep." Marceline smiled, leaning over to kiss the pink girls nose. Bonnibel giggled as Marceline rolled over on top of her. She wrapped her arms around the dominant girl, pulling her down for a kiss. Marceline pulled herself up to admire the girl beneath her, her hands on each side of Bonnies head to hold her up. They shared a few minutes of silence, both just smiling at each other. "I love you." Marceline finally decided to add.
The smile that was slapped across Bonnibels face was infectious, and so was that bright pink blush. "I love you too, punk."
Marceline leaned back down to kiss her girlfriend once more. "Good." She rolled to the side, laying back down. Bonnibel leveled her feet to the ground, stretching her arms up above her.
"I'm sore." She groaned as she stood up, stretching once more.
"Sorry." Marceline smirked, winking at her girlfriend. She sat up, leaning her back against the headboard of the bead, allowing the bed sheet to rest bellow her exposed breasts.
"No you're not." Bonnibel rolled her eyes but couldn't help but laugh a little. She had never been so intimate with someone before, and she had to admit, she was glad her first time was with Marceline.
"You know me so well." Bonnibel smiled to herself as she walked to the bathroom. She flipped the switch to turn on the bright lights then turned on the shower to allow the water to warm up. She approached the sink to brush her teeth, but went wide eyed at the sight in the mirror.
"Marceline!" Bonnibel called out, slightly freaking out. Marceline stumbled into the bathroom, now only wearing a pair of very tight gray jeans, looking around confused.
"Huh? What? What's wrong?"
"How do you not notice this!" Bonnibel gestured to her neck and collar bones. Marceline looked down to where she was pointing at and that's when she noticed. Small, circular marks scattered around her neck. Not just one, not even two, there were six hickies covering her girlfriends upper neck and collar bones.
"Oh, shit. I did a good job." Marceline couldn't help but laugh. It was true, she was a biter.
"Marceline this isn't funny, I have to go to work like this!" Bonnibel ran her hand on her neck as if trying to rub them away like the marks were makeup.
"Hey now, I asked if you wanted me to stop after the first one. Shall I remind you that you wanted me to keep going because, oh how did you say it…" Marceline paused for a moment before continuing. "No, oh my god. Ahhh… Marce. Holy fuck keep ohhh…doing that." Marcleine moaned, mocking her girlfriend before laughing to herself.
"I…You- Ugh. You're disgusting." Bonnibel blushed as she frowned at Marceline.
"I know." Marceline smiled, kissing Bonnibel. "Don't worry, I'll call Keila while you take a shower. She's good with covering those things up."
"I would be very grateful, thank you." Bonnibel wanted to ask how Marceline knew Keila was good at covering up marks but soon brushed it off realizing it isn't important anymore.
When Bonnibel stepped in the shower, Marceline grabbed her phone off of the wooden desk placed near her girlfriends bed. She searched through her contacts before finding her friends name and dialing the number. After a few rings she heard the other line pick up and a low groan coming from the other end of the call.
"Marceline it is nine in the morning, this better be god damn important."
"Not my fault you stayed up late partying all night. You sound hungover." Marceline joked.
"I sound like I was woken up from my sleep from a fucking moron."
"Ouch. Love you too, miss grumpy pants."
"You better. Now what the hell do you want?"
"What, I can't call my best friend and annoy her for fun?" Marceline pouted through the phone.
"Marceline."
"Fine fine. I need you to come over to Bonnibels place, we have a….situation."
"Bonnibel, your girlfriend? Oh no, Marcleine, what did you do?"
"Nothing bad." Marceline paused for a moment. "Just come over asap, bring your make up. All of it. I'll text you the address." With that, she hung up the phone and quickly opened up the thread of texts she never deletes and typed out the location.
It only took about 15 minutes before Marceline heard a loud knocking at the door. Upon opening the door she was met with her very cheerful best friend, Keila. She was surprised her friend didn't look like she just rolled out of bed, because in all honesty she did just roll out of bed. Marceline was always sort of jealous of how Keila always managed to look amazing even on her worst days, though she'd never admit that.
"Good morning, Marmaid!" Keila smiled wide, stepping passed Marceline and inviting herself inside the foreign apartment.
"You haven't called me that in a while. Why are you so happy? You were cursing at me not twenty minutes ago." Marceline raised an eyebrow, closing the door behind her.
"Because on the way here I realized, I have never formally met your girlfriend, though you mention her every five minutes." Keilas face beamed at the thought of finally getting to meet the person who has made her best friend so happy these past few months. She set her make up box down on the coffee table located in the center of the living room. "So where is she?"
"She's taking a shower, washing away any bit of purity she had left." Marceline laughed. Keila didn't quite get the joke at first until Marceline wiggled her eyebrows at her friend. That is when she started to realize why Marceline called for her assistance.
"Actually I'm right here." Both girls turned around to be met with Bonnibel, now wearing Marcelines no smoking shirt and a pair of sweatpants. She had a damp towel in her hands trying to dry off her pink hair as best as she could. "And I heard that." She frowned. Marceline couldn't help but snicker.
"Bonnibel, it's so nice to finally meet you!" Keila wrapped her arms around the damp girl in a very tight, heartwarming hug. She was a bit confused at the sudden contact from the stranger, but returned the hug anyway. "Marceline does not shut up about you, she just goes on and on about how you-"
"Keila." Marceline chimed in. "Shut the hell up." Keila turned to face her friend, pouting.
"You're no fun, Marmaid." Keila stuck out her lower lip.
"Oh, you think you're cute, huh?"
"Damn right I think I'm cute, look at me." Keila rested a hand on her hip as her other hand rested on the back of her head.
"Um…" Bonnibel spoke up, trying to get the girls attention. "I don't mean to be pushy but I sort of have to be at work in an hour."
"Oh! Sorry about that. Right so lets get to it, what exactly am I covering up?"Keila beamed, opening up her make up box. Bonnibel was hesitant at first, but she pulled down the collar of the shirt to expose the imperfect circular bruises spread about her skin.
"Jesus, Marmaid! No wonder people call you a vampire. You about sucked this poor girl dry." Marceline took a seat on the sofa, smirking to herself. She seemed rather proud of her work, almost as if it was a work of art hung up in a museum. Bonnibel, however, was not impressed. Yes she may have begged Marceline to keep biting her- because wow what a kink to have- but she should have been a bit more careful. "Alright so, why don't you remove this shirt and take a seat, this shouldn't take long." Keila smiled.
"I uh... have to remove my shirt?" Bonnibel blushed. She may have been very exposed to Marceline last night, but she was still very self-conscious about her body. She did not enjoy being vulnerable like that in front of people, plus she thought it was rather in decent to be half naked in front of someone you just met.
"Well how else am I going to cover everything up, silly? Don't worry sweetheart, it's only to cover these things. If you would like you can wrap yourself up in that towel of yours." Okay, that was something at least. It won't be that bad… right?
"Alright… yeah that's fine." Bonnibel took a deep breath and removed her shirt as she sat down on the coffee table. She quickly took her damp towel and wrapped it around her exposed torso, making sure none of the hickies were covered.
It didn't take long for Keila to finish covering up every bit of purple and red on Bonnibel's neck. When Keila stood up straight and chirped out that she was done, Bonnibel was actually surprised. She handed Bonnibel a hand mirror so she could take a look and she was… impressed.
"You can't even tell! Wow, this is amazing." Bonnibel tilted her head to the side, examining her neck. She gently ran her fingers over the clear skin, internally yelling out in excitement. She could not hide that smile on her face, though. "Thank you so much. Seriously, you have saved me a lot of trouble."
"It's not a problem, really." Keila looked over at her best friend, who had fallen asleep on the couch with her mouth gaped open. She laughed at the gentle snore she let out. She leaned in closer to Bonnibel, whispering to not wake up her friend. "Anything for the girl who shined a light in my friend's life."
"What do you mean?" Bonnibel handed Keila her mirror, raising an eyebrow at her.
"She may not show it around you, but she's been much happier since she met you. Before you two even started dating she wouldn't shut up about you." Keila put away the mirror and cleaned up all of her supplies, placing them in the correct place.
Bonnibel turned her body around to look at her sleeping girlfriend. She smiled at the sight of Marceline snoring. She was so in love with this adorable dork, she couldn't have been happier without her.
"I should get going, I have a job to get to as well. It was real nice getting to finally meet you, Bonnibel. Sorry it had to be such an odd introduction." Keila smiled, lifting up her cosmetic supplies.
"It was a pleasure. Again, thank you so much for doing this." Keila went in for another hug before disturbing her napping friend. Bonnibel returned the hug, only to disappear into the bedroom to get dressed.
"Marrrrrrrmaid!"
"Huh what." Marceline quickly sat up, whipping the stream of drool that was starting in the corner of her mouth.
"I'm leaving now, be careful with any more love bites you give that poor girl." Keila joked, opening up the front door of the apartment.
"No promises." Marceline stood up to stretch her limbs. Keila was halfway out the door before stopping and facing her friend.
"Oh, and you should bring Bonnibel around more often, I like her." She smiled before closing the door behind her.
Soon after, Bonnibel came out fully dressed and ready to leave for work. She was wearing the typical barista uniform required for her job with her clean apron folded up on her arm. Her long, now dry, pink hair was tied up into a pony tail with her bangs hanging just above her eyes. Marceline admired her girlfriend. To her, she was the most beautiful woman in the world, even in a lousy work uniform. Bonnibel stepped closer to her, giving her a bright smile.
"Your friend is very talented, I can't even tell I was attacked by a vampire last night."
"Oh ha-ha." Marceline smiled, leaning in to kiss her girlfriend.
"I should get going." Bonnibel kissed Marceline once more. "You can stay here today if you'd like." And another.
"Bonnibel." Marceline looked at her girlfriend, taking a hold of her hands. "Why don't we just… move in together?" She tried to hold back a smile, but failed.
"Marceline are you… asking me to move in with you?" Bonnibels face went blank, she was caught off guard by this. She honestly was not expecting this so soon.
"Or I could move in with you- I mean we don't have to it was just a suggestion. I mean you don't have-" Marceline was silenced by an intense kiss from her girlfriend. It wasn't like their shared soft kisses between each other like before, no, it was passionate and so full of love that it sent shivers down Marceline's spine. Even when Bonnibel pulled away she was just speechless.
"Yes, Marceline." Bonnibel smiled. "We can talk details when my shift is over." If it was possible, Marceline might have broken her jaw by how much she was smiling.
"I…wow."
"I really should get going now though. I'll see you in a few hours, okay?" Bonnibel leaned in to kiss Marceline once more. "I love you, Marmaid."
"Oh god, not you too." Marceline rolled her eyes. "I love you too, Princess."
When Marceline watched her girlfriend walk out the door, she couldn't move. The last ten minutes was playing through her head over and over again. Did she… did she really just ask to move in with Bonnibel? Did she actually say yes? She really did, and Marceline realized she really was the luckiest woman in the world.
