A/N: Hayyyy! Soo.. Sorry about these slow updates! I keep adding stuff, honestly. Also, I'm really busy this year, I feel like I'm getting a head start to adulthood-.- Lol. So, Until maybe September, this part didn't even exist, but I like it, and it's more reading for you guys! Surprisingly, it took sooo long to write! I feel like pushing myself to write scenes like this, ones that connect others together and fill in blanks is helping me do so in future works, like the South Park fic I'm writing, which still has a lot of holes. Not gonna lie, I wish this fic had more views! Is that selfish of me? I dunno, I like seeing feedback, seeing that I was able to make someone feel something, seeing that someone has really enjoyed my work. Welp, here goes!

*DISCLAIMER: I OWN NO COPYWRITED MATERIALS USED IN THIS FANFICTION*

*After being cheered up, Fionna spends the night in the Flame Kingdom, sleeping in one of the cooler guest rooms, reserved for non-fire elemental guests. The next morning, she is back to her carefree self. She makes a phone call to Cake, letting her know that she'd be staying with the prince for a few days. Face burning, Fionna was glad the cat couldn't see her. The next few days were spent with Flame Prince, hanging out, watching movies and talking. Maybe a little kissing mixed into all of that. Okay, okay, a lot of kissing, not to mention a strict no-bunny hat policy. So much kissing that Fionna often felt light-headed and dizzy walking back to her room at night. She'd touch her kiss-swollen lips and blush madly, unable to recall anything but his face, his touch. Guilt was also a reoccurring emotion those nights she spent at the castle, as she thought frequently of her best friend and what she was possibly thinking. It was a wonder Fionna had even managed to get the stubborn feline to stay away; assuring her about a hundred times that she and the prince would be sleeping in separate rooms the entire time. This agreement of sorts had been broken on only one occasion, which had been a night when Fionna couldn't sleep, and had asked if she could watch the prince work on his inauguration speech. In just a few months now, he would be King. King!! She silently cheered him on, interjecting whenever he'd asked her whether or not his new idea sounded better than the previous. She stayed with him that whole night, even when he'd stopped writing at 3 am, having come up with barely anything and climbed into the bed to lie alongside her. Offering no objection (it was his bed after all), the adventuress laid on the bed next to her prince the whole night, not sleeping a wink. They talked about anything and everything, attempting to gain even more knowledge of one another's fears, hopes, and dreams. Fionna ended up talking about Cake, and shedding a few tears because of the lack of trust and love between the two lately. It was just so unfair; so unfair that her best friend made her feel like she had to choose between the two most important people in her world. She'd wondered when Flame Prince had become so important to her, and found no answer. He just… was. And now, five days later, she walks through his door again, unable to leave him alone or let him get any work done.*

Fionna quietly padded into her boyfriend's room and approached the bespectacled prince, who sat on the bed with his nose buried in a small book. It was interesting to her that she hadn't seen him use his glasses for the past few days. The blonde plopped herself right onto Flame Prince's lap, quite successfully interrupting his reading. He looked up at her over his square, matte black glasses; mildly annoyed at her flippant behavior.

"Hey, boyfriend." She chirped, happily grinning widely.

"Helloooo, Fi." He drew out, raising a single brow and closing his book with a clap!

"You have glasses?" The girl asked, bumping the black frames with her index finger lightly "Why haven't I seen them until now? I've been here for days!" How do they not, like, melt off?" He let out an amused sigh.

"Well I had to get them fixed and cleaned; I broke them about a week ago."How do they not, like, melt off?" He let out an amused sigh.

"Oh? How do they not, like, melt off?" He let out an amused sigh and smiled at his adorable adventuress, whose eyes shone brightly with innocent curiosity.

"Well, They're made out of a special glass impervious to flames. As for the metal, well, it has a boiling point hotter than me."

"Hotter than you? Don't believe it." She shook her head in disbelief and winking when he caught her eye. "I think they look good!" She exclaimed with enthusiasm, offering a cute, flirtatious smile. "But ya knowwww, it's kinda better without them." The young woman raised both hands and slid them off his face easily. The prince blinked back in surprise. "I like your eyes." She finished coyly, pushing the specs up her small nose and watching the prince's flame brighten as he shyly averted his eyes.

"Woah, dude! You're blind!" She cried, comically trying to focus her eyes on his own, causing him to chuckle.

"I suppose so." He responded. Taking off the blinding glasses and setting them aside, Fionna laid her head on Flame Prince's shoulder, kissing his cheek.

"Wanna do something today?" She asked serenely, sighing in content.

"You know I'd love to, but I have to catch up on my reading. You also know I'm expected to take the thrown in just a few months."

"Borrinnngg!" Fionna turned her body, straddling the young man and snuggling his neck. "C'mon. Ditch it."

"Fi… I've already pushed it back a lot. If I don't get it done, my mother will. Go. Nuts." Fionna just hugged his waist, feeling the rise and fall of his chest as he sighed. "Let go Fi. It's not like I hate this, but I really can't play with you right now." He scolded mildly in a chastising tone. The adventuress leaned into the man, pushing his body back onto the deep black comforter. She rolled her eyes, annoyance beginning to gnaw at her.

"You sound like an old man! I am not dating some ancient artifact!"

"No, but you are dating a prince, and princes have princely duties. Especially those about to become King!" Flame Prince attempted to ignore the fact that she was now on top of him, with her thighs on either side of his hips.

"Hmph." She huffed, realizing his point, but still feeling irritated. She may even say she was acting a bit spoiled. But she was bored! She didn't want to have her boyfriend go and be boring with all this work. It always seemed to just stress him out. She decided to change the tone of their exchange.

"Hmm. Whaddaya think about all this anyway?" She questioned softly as if she were asking for a secret.

"It's… complicated." He murmured, voice now clouded with thought. Of course, he wanted to be King; he loved his Kingdom, it was just… could he be King? Did he have what it took to rule a Kingdom? His people deserved a great King; but could he provide what they needed? He had started having these doubts when he first turned 18. But with the inauguration date looming over him, these small doubts had become second-guesses and just plain worry. He was...nervous.

"Don't give me that junk. Just tell me what you're thinking. I can tell you are."

"Well… I've been prepared for this my whole life, and I love this Kingdom—It's just a heavy responsibility, and I'm quite honestly nervous. But, I'll never become King if you keep distracting me," said the prince matter-of-factly.

" Fiiiiiiiiineeeee. I want kisses though."

"Just how many kisses are we talking about here?"

"We'll see, Fire Boy."

Fionna closed her eyes to receive her first kiss; a mere disappointing peck. "Again." She muttered, becoming frustrated when she received yet another peck. The girl caught his bottom lip between her teeth and nipped it, feeling him tense beneath her. "Kiss me like you mean it, jerk." Pouting, she knitted her eyebrows together and gazed down at him.

"You're ruining me." He sighed hopelessly, finally giving in and kissing her fiercely. Asking him like that was foul play. Flame Prince didn't think Fionna understood just how dangerous her looks could be, let alone her words. He couldn't believe he'd set her loose in his house. Although it had only been a few days since they'd first touched for real, Flame Prince couldn't get used to the feeling of her skin, or her scent. He wanted to be around her, to touch her, constantly. Today, he had finally managed to restrain himself and get some work done, confining himself to his room while his cute girlfriend slept in. That is, until this little blonde tornado hit and turned everything upside down. He'd forgotten all about his books, now in a mess along the end of the bed, and focused entirely on reading Fionna. She hesitantly slid her tongue along his bottom lip, seemingly unsure of her own forwardness. Sometimes she was so adorable that the prince felt as if he'd erupt.

Flame Prince's hands slid under Fionna's shirt to caress her impossibly soft back, just like he had that first day. He loved the silky feel of her beneath his fingertips, and the cool electricity he felt whenever their skin met.

Sighing, she whispered innocently into his lips: "I like the way it feels when you touch me." Ohhhhhh glob. He was in trouble. The prince felt his body react and stiffen rapidly. It didn't help that Fionna didn't notice. Or care? He felt like he was slipping away, and all he wanted to do was—well.

"Don't say that." He whispered back desperately, feeling goose bumps rise on her flawless skin. The urge to touch her more suddenly grew greater than it ever had, and his heart beat so fast and hard that he felt it all over his body.

Fionna sat up and back on FP's lap, breath ragged. "Oh my Glob. This is crazy." She said breathlessly. She ran her hands through her long wavy hair and then dropped them to grasp one of the prince's. She pulled his large hand up to rest flattened just above her breasts. She looked down, a curtain of hair falling down the left side of her face and framing it perfectly. "Can you feel it?" She murmured, referring to the pounding of her heart. The girl's clear blue eyes burned intensely into sparking maroon ones. "It's so full I feel like it'll explode." She shook her head just barely and laid down, draping herself over him like a blanket and brushing her forehead against his own, looking into those red-purple, gold-flecked eyes. "I'm… happy. Being here with you."

"Fionna…I—" Flame Prince stopped, unsure if he should finish his statement. He didn't know how Fionna would react if... he'd said… He loved her. Oh how he loved her! He wanted to tell her; wanted her to know how he couldn't go a day without thinking of her. How he daydreamed about her while he was supposed to be doing work. He didn't doubt her strong feelings for him, but she... was iffy on the topic of love. Should he say it? Shouldn't he? Despite this inner turmoil, still… His feelings overflowed. What he wouldn't give to hear her voice those words; to hear them fall from her lips. Oh, how he dreamed of it.

At the same time, if she wasn't ready… He'd wait. Of course. He's waited for a while now, what's a bit more time? Truth be told, as long as she was by his side, he'd wait forever. The prince gingerly pushed the hair from her pink-tinged porcelain face. She went to kiss him again, but was halted by the whisper of his voice.

"Of all the gems in Aaa, you are the most precious." Fionna's breath caught in her throat and her face lit up.

"I'm not all that," She said bashfully.

"You are. You're… Everything. You saved me from myself. Do you remember what I was? Before you? I had no direction… destroyed everything in sight. Before you, I never really knew how lonely I was. All I knew then was destruction; chaos. You saved me." As he poured his feelings into her, his desperate eyes shown with sheer affection.

"What're you trying to do to my head?" She laughed nervously, feeling the hammering of her heart increase. She felt… special. In ways she could never even have begun to describe before him. He made her feel needed; wanted. She wanted to immerse herself in the kindness and sincerity within his voice, the voice she only heard when they were alone. She could listen to that sweet, soothing tune forever... She wanted to drown in the prince.

"Closer—I wanna be closer." His princess uttered, crushing her body to his so fiercely he was absolutely certain she could feel his arousal. It began to throb, begging for further stimulation. He panicked as his mind clouded with lust; he was losing it.

"Get off." He croaked.

"What?" She asked, not really hearing.

"I'm telling you to get off."

"What's wrong?" Pulling back, she offered him a puzzled glance, nose crinkled a bit in worry.

"I'm going crazy. I-I don't want to lose control."

"It's okay though, I'm wearing the flame shield, remember?"

"You don't understand."

"Yea I don't, but tell me later." She purred, ignoring his urgency. The delicate blonde leaned down to kiss him again, and he caught a fleeting glimpse of her delicious chest. The prince shot up suddenly, flipping their positions. He pinned her arms up by her shoulders, panting heavily. Fionna huffed as the air left her lungs. Suddenly, he was hovering over her and staring at her so intensely that fresh goosebumps arose and she suddenly felt too all-too-warm. She began to tingle in places that made her skin flush, and she began to feel restless; for what, she couldn't name.

"I'm not talking about losing control of my flames, Fi. It's just—this is too much. I've never experienced such an... overwhelming desire. I can't think. I…I want…" The young man was breathing hard, gaze searing down at the adventuress, who raised a hand to his cheek gently.

"Tell me. I've never seen you like this before." His head turned and he bit the meat of her palm with his canines; tasting her. Oddly, she felt herself heat even more.

"I'm so.. Tempted. I feel like a villain, preying on an innocent victim… But your innocence is what makes you so desirable. So cute. You don't even know how I want you. I want you so much. You've... Got no clue what you do to me. Ever since the first time I touched you… I can't get enough. It's getting hard not to—" His tortured voice cut short.

"You already have me." Fionna spoke sweetly, smiling up at him.

"I'm so selfish. Even more—I want... All of you."

"I don't understand." She whispered, feeling so very in the dark. She wanted to ease his frustration, but she didn't know how. She hardly understood what was wrong. And she didn't know it, but she, too, had begun to feel agitated in a very similar way.

"I don't know how to explain it to you so that you do understand. I doubt that the Cat has told you anything about it—what I want to…"

"It?" She questioned.

"…I suppose you know it as Tier 15. That's a popular name for it." Fionna's eyes lit up.

"You'll…You'll tell me about Tier 15? Cake always said... stay away..."

"I- can. If I do, I'd want to…show you. The only way I can feel better is if I do both." He finished shyly, flame increasing.

"So, we will. What's the big deal?"

"I don't know. It's always been something special, or kind of a big deal."

"And it affects you this much?"

"Well, the one affecting me is you. You might have to go back to the tree house for a bit. I need to calm down." The blonde cupped his face between her two hands.

"Sorry." She said meekly. Flame Prince grimaced, seeing her regretful face.

"In a few days… I'll get this done and I'll get a break from all of this. I'll teach you… show you, then. Will you come over?"

"A few days?" Fionna pouted. The thought of separating from him didn't seem all that appealing after all the time they'd been spending together recently. "Will you call me? When I can't see you?"

"Oh? so you'll miss me?" He grinned, watching a horribly embarrassed expression spread across her face.

"You wish!" She grumbled, puffing out her cheeks and looking away. The prince merely smiled and gathered her small frame in his arms, hugging her.

"I'll call. I wouldn't want you to get lonely." The boy teased, feeling a light punch to his side.

"I'll come." She said, voice muffled by his chest. Hugging him back, they lay there already missing each other.

*Holy moly! This is a long chapter! I really hope you guys like it, I've been getting a lot of Follows and Favorites recently, and that makes me so happy! I literally freak out every time. So thank you! Surprisingly, this chapter is shorter than the first by a little less than 900 words! How weird, it seemed so long. Maybe 7 pages just seems like a lot to me. Well, the next chapter is by far the longest, and thank god that it's almost all been written out since I first started this fic. I remember writing this next part on my couch at night while watching Netflix. Ahh, nostalgia! No doubt it'll take forever to write. Holidays are coming up soon. Yay! Hopefully, I'll get some writing in. I would adore some feedback! Well, thanks for tuning in my lovelies. I love you! Review for me, okay? And, as always, until next time—Case