Marshall and Gumball looked at each other before answering. As if that moment of eye contact would confirm the very feeling before they verbally answered. Five seconds of silence passed, but to Fionna in was a lot longer. If they still had feeling for each other things would most certainly get complicated.
Gumball cleared his throat and Marshall huffed out a sigh. "Yes." They said quietly in unison.
Fionna's jaw grew slack. Her mind raced over how they both professed love for her and got upset. Then she thought about how she held feelings for both of them; stopping her from being upset. She sighed beside herself. Now what was going to happen? The guys immediately reacted to her questioning thoughts.
"We don't really know what to do." Gumball spoke up first.
Marshall held back on hugging her, but he spoke up. "Maybe we should all just feel things out. Bubba and I kinda just made up tonight after you left for your stuff."
Fionna's face was still twisted into thought, so she did not respond. It made Gumball worry if she would give up all together. Marshall sighed.
"Did you mean what you said to me tonight?" Fionna narrowed her eyes at the candy prince.
His face and eyes showed his pained feelings that she could even believe a moment that he lied.
"I meant every syllable." He said in a sternly looking her firm in the eyes.
The adventuress looked over to the vampire king. He offensively spoke first.
"If you ask me if I lied to you about my feelings I will throw myself out into the sun." He said coldly. Damn it, she should know better than that. Look at all they've been through for Glob's sake!
Fionna's eyes widened and then she threw herself into him wrapping her arms around him. "If you do that I will find a way to get to you and beat the snot outta ya!" she cried squeezing him tighter at the thought.
Marshall hugged her back. If he were alive and needed to breathe he would die from her vice like grip. Fionna let go and sat back down where she was before.
"Sooooo… this was unexpected." She commented.
"Hey Fi, maybe we should settle down for some sleep." Prince Gumball suggested lying down and settling on his side.
Marshall slipped off his shirt and pants tossing them onto the floor. Stretching tall with his arms above his head with a moan he climbed into the bed. Fionna's face flushed as she observed as he did so, his lean muscles taunting her to feel just how lean they were with her hands. The vampire king chuckled as he saw the expressions of both Fionna's and Gumball's mirrored each other.
"Hey guys, I know I'm hot, but I'm not just meat ya know." He playfully teased earning a look of embarrassment, and a delicious shade of pink on their faces. Marshall licked his lips. What? He's the vampire king!
Fionna settled awkwardly between the prince and the vampire king. She decided to lie on her back. Of course sleep was not going to be coming to her any time soon, so she stared at the ceiling. Prince Gumball quietly observed her as she went into her own world. He couldn't help smile. He had two of the people he cared for most in his bed.
Marshall Lee also lay facing the adventuress. He was closer to her than Gumball, and he could smell the sweetness of her shampoo. Wanting to bury his face in her hair he moved closer to her and put his head on her pillow. Fionna didn't move due to still being in her thoughts. Marshall snuggled into the crook of her neck, but refrained from wrapping his hands around her.
Prince Gumball gritted his teeth together as he watched. He couldn't help but feel jealous. Fionna, coming out of her thoughts sat up to see who was lying so close. Gumball watched her face expecting her to slap the vampire king. Instead she smiled at him and Marshall duplicated it back. She lay back down on her back and allowed him to snuggle to her side. Marshall placed his head back in the crook of her neck, and she allowed him to pull her hair to his face and run his fingers through it. Fionna smiled closing her eyes and put her hand in his hair, playing with it in the same gesture.
Prince Gumball sighed. It's not like he could help but feel left out. He decided to test out the waters. He carefully scooted over until he was a few inches away. Fionna didn't respond to him, so he stayed where he was for a few minutes. Marshall was already asleep according to his breathing, but he could tell the young adventuress was still awake. The candy prince whispered to her, barley loud enough to be heard.
"Fionna, I…" he brushed some of her hair from her shoulder. "Could I lay.. if you wouldn't mind .."
"It's okay, Gummy." Fionna whispered softly.
Prince Gumball's heart thumped harder as moved closer to her. He reached his hand up and touched her cheek with the back of his fingers. Her skin felt warm and soft. Gumball slid his fingers into her golden blonde hair, and ran them through it. Her hair felt soft as silk. Fionna's face started to flush making the candy prince smirk.
"Good night, beautiful adventuress." Gumball whispered kissing her forehead.
"Night, gum gum." She whispered back.
Gumball laid his head above hers on the pillow. His chin rested above her head as he looped an arm around hers. After snuggling himself in closer he bent his knees so that he wouldn't be pressing her against his now obvious hard on. The closeness of her was arousing, but at the same time soothing. It didn't take long for the peaceful slumber to set in for the candied prince.
Fionna lay awake for a while longer. Blushing she thought about being between the two. Her mind thought about the night's events, and the past couple of days. Finally, she fell asleep.
'Mm, so warm and comfy.' Fionna thinks to herself opening her eyes. A gasp escapes her lips. She is on her side being spooned by Marshall and Gumball at the same time. 'Oh dear glob!'
Fionna wiggles herself trying to free herself from the two, but both of them hug onto her tighter. Marshall hugging her waist and Gumball hugging just below her breasts, she yelps jerking from the bed. Marshall falls from the bed and Gumball hits his head on the head board. Fionna scrambles from the bed into the bathroom.
"What the?" Marshall mumbles rubbing his shoulder.
"Owww." Gumball whines rubbing his head.
The vampire king and candy prince look at each and then give the room a once over. Not seeing Marshall jumped into the air floating around the bed to check if her pack was gone. He sighed spotting it on the floor. He looked to Gumball who shrugged.
"Perhaps our adventuress needed the bathroom?" he said in a still sleepy voice.
Fionna paced the bathroom trying to calm her heart beat whispering to herself.
"Wow. That was kinda intense." She huffed out a breath. "Time to get ready to meet FP." She walked out the door.
"Good morning, Fionna. Did you sleep well?" Prince Gumball asked sitting up in bed with his back to the head board.
Fionna looked away to hide her blush. "Yes. I would like to use your shower, if that's okay?"
"Of course." Gumball responded.
Fionna grabbed her bag and closed the door to shower. She turned the water to her preferred temperature and stepped in.
"Well, that was interesting." Marshall said quietly floating toward the prince.
Prince Gumball wanted to get up, but his morning wood was still relentless. He shifted trying to hide it as he wished it would go away soon. Marshall chuckled.
"I seem to have the same problem." The vampire remarked huskily eyeing the pink prince, settling his eyes on the bulge from under the covers. He licked his lips.
"Glob Marsh, you are such a perv." Prince Gumball remarked trying to keep his cool, and to not look at the well-endowed shape in Marshall's boxers.
The vampire king smirked. "I don't recall you ever complaining before." He muttered floating closer. "You couldn't even look away..."
Fionna showered thinking about how close she was to both of her admirers. 'What would it be like to have both?' As soon as she pondered it she remembered the settle way they both had pressed their hips against her. She shuttered. The firmness in which she was held was possessive.
Prince Gumball inched himself from the vampire king. Marshall's face was unreadable, and the prince knew how easily the vampire king could let his animalistic desire override his sensibilities.
"Marshall Lee, get a grip on yourself." The candied prince said firmly his voice demanding.
"Why don't you just grip for me?" The vampire king responded; his voice lustful.
Gumball's member twitched in response. Marshall, being able to sense such primal things smirked wider. Before Bubba knew what he was doing Marshall grabbed his hand and rubbed it onto his crotch. Prince Gumball not being able to hold on to his own desire anymore pulled the vampire down to claim his lips. He shivered at the lustfulness of the kiss. Not thinking of anything at that moment other than relieving themselves. Holding back last night had only built up in them.
Fionna's body started to feel hot. It wasn't the same as a blush, or when it's hot outside. It was different. It knotted up her stomach like coils building in tension, but it not able to find relief. She tried to ignore it while she lathered shampoo into her hair.
Marshall growled as Gumball moved his hips to rub up against him. Gumball lightly moaned into the vampire's mouth. Marshall dropped himself down onto the candied prince, pressing himself against his lean body. Gumball fisted one hand in Marshall's hair, and the other one ran down the cool grey skin of the vampire's back. The hard toned muscles of his back made Gumball ach.
"Marshy.." Prince Gumball breathlessly moaned arching his back.
To the candy prince this was more than just lust. He knew that he loved the vampire king more than he wanted to admit. However, to Marshall this was nothing more than a release to his built up pleasure. Don't be quick to judge. Marshall of course loved the prince, but it was not the way Bubba loved him. At least not anymore, but neither of them realized this at the time. Lust can be a powerful blinding force.
Marshall lifted up to put his hand inside Gumball's shorts. Gumball gasped as he was gripped. The vampire pumped his hand up and down making the candied prince writhe with pleasure. Gumball's head went back into the pillows, and he feverishly bucked his hips. Marshall took one hand and held the prince's hips down, and removed his hand from Gumball making him whimper in protest.
Smirking Marshall pushed his boxers down to release his bulging hard on from the fabric. Prince Gumball sucked air in through his teeth as Marshall's member collided with his own making his skin burn. Marshall took both of them into his hand, stroking them together he growled as his lips possessively took Gumball's. The prince tried to buck his hips again, but Marshall's hand held him firmly down.
Fionna rinsed her hair of the shampoo, and reached for the conditioner. The sweet scent of strawberries filled the air. She smoothed the conditioner through her hair. Wanting to let the conditioner soak in she grabbed the body wash. She found it fascinating that even the body wash the prince used was red, being the scent of candy apples. It amused her that she was bathing herself in red.
Prince Gumball longed to feel more of Marshall. More of that smooth tantalizing skin. He shook as he whimpered for more.
".. Marshie, please. You're not being fair."
His plea made Marshall's lips turn into a toothy smirk. Without warning he flipped them over so that the candied prince was on top. Prince Gumball pecked Marshall's lips then moved himself down the vampire's body. Taking Marshall into his hand he looked up to see the vampire king's eyes watching him. The candy prince wrapped his lips around Marshall's tip and sucked. Marshall did nothing but watch in pleasure. Twirling his tongue around a few times the prince lowered his head taking as much as he could in. Marshall moaned in response.
"Just like yesterday." Marshall muttered huskily grabbing Gumball's hair.
Prince Gumball hummed whenever it hit deep in his throat, stroking what didn't fit in his mouth. Feeling the vampire king twitch in his mouth he could tell that he was close to his release. Marshall pulled Gumball's waist towards him and took the candy prince into his hand with a firm grip.
Fionna squeezed some of the body wash onto the wash cloth. She started with her arms and then her legs. Moving to her chest she felt an odd sensation. It contributed to the feeling she had in her stomach. Touching her chest felt good. Tilting her head back she repeated the same movements, but more intently. Her body shook in response. Never before had she really touched herself before. Sad to say, but at almost seventeen she still hadn't explored herself for pleasure. Maybe Flame Prince had traumatized her from that.
"Why does this feel good?" she whispered to herself.
Keeping one hand to her chest she moved the wash cloth to wash her stomach. Her burning sensation moved from her stomach to between her thighs, focusing the intense build up between her legs. Fionna paused above her soft curls above her virgin center. She always wanted to feel her first pleasure from a man. If she pleasured herself now would she still be considered a virgin?
Marshall firmly stroked Gumball as he sucked harder on the vampire king. The prince knew the Marshall preferred it rough, and he was more the willing to comply. Keeping his strokes steady with Gumball he growled deep in his throat. His growled urged on the candied prince who quickened his bobbing head.
Fionna shook from her intense need to relieve herself. Deciding against it she finished up washing her body. She sighed as she rinsed her hair and her body. Lastly she washed her face. Turning the water off, she grabbed the towel hanging by the door. Drying off she wrapped her hair with the towel. She then searched through her bag finding clothes and her tooth brush.
Marshall bucked his hips as his cum released deep in the prince's throat. Feeling Marshall's cum fill his mouth made him release as well. He came in Marshall's hand bucking his own hips to ride out his climax. Swallowing what was left in his mouth, he released the vampire king with a popping smack sound plopping onto the bed. His head humming with pleasure he looked at Marshall to see him licking his hand clean.
"Strawberry gum flavor?" Marshall asked raising a brow.
Prince Gumball blushed while he pushed himself from the bed to grab clothes. He stumbled on his shaky legs to his dresser. Marshall chuckled at him.
Fionna dressed in her usual outfit for the day. Her hair still wrapped in the towel she walked into the bedroom. Marshall lay on the bed still just in his boxers, and Gumball was already walking to the bathroom to wash up with clothes in hand. Marshall decided he might as well get dressed, so he floated to his clothes. He looked over to Fionna just in time to see her let down her hair. Seeing her damp blonde hair fall instantly made him aroused.
Marshall turned around so she wouldn't see the new bulge filling his boxers. He quickly pulled his jeans on. Fionna sat down on the foot of the bed with a brush to brush her hair. Compelled to know what it would feel like Marshall floated over to her and took the brush. Confused she looked at him.
"What are you doing?" She squeaked.
Marshall smiled his famous toothy grin. "What do you think my little bunny?" He said in a teasing tone.
Fionna playfully punched his arm. "Stop teasin' dude, and don't call me bunny." She smiled over his affectionate side.
"Come on, Fi. Let me brush your hair." He said patiently.
"Ummm, okay." Fionna blushed as she crossed her legs indian style looking at the floor.
Marshall floated behind her and softly landed on the bed behind her. His legs stretched out putting her between them, but there was enough room to not have his middle pressed against her. Gently Marshall began brushing her hair and running his fingers through it. It was honestly one of the most relaxing things the young adventuress had ever felt. If she were able to, she would have purred. She sighed contently as Marshall started humming.
Prince Gumball opened the door only to stop and watch the human and vampire king. He tried to be jealous, but it was too sweet of a sight. Instead he cleared his throat gaining their attention.
"Marshall Lee, you may use the bathroom to freshen up for today." His voice filled with princely quality.
Marshall smirked. Placing the brush on the bed he picked his shirt up from the floor. He floated to the bathroom without saying a word closing the door behind. Fionna picked the brush up to continue where Marshall left off, but Gumball stopped her.
"Please. Allow me." He said charmingly getting on his knees behind her.
Fionna allowed him to brush her hair. Strangely it didn't feel the same as when Marshall brushed it. It felt good, but not as sensual. After Prince Gumball was done brushing he began to French braid her hair. He finished up just as Marshall entered the room.
"Looks good." Marshall remarked on Prince Gumball's handy work.
"Thanks, dude. Are you guys ready to go? I still have to meet up with Flame Prince."
Marshall tried not to curl his lip at the mention of that hot headed prince. Prince Gumball decided to answer for both of them.
"Yes, just allow me fifteen minutes to gather some things. We are still having the picnic?"
"You betcha!" Fionna answered excited.
"Okay. Please help yourselves to the kitchen while I prepare for our outing."
Fionna and Marshall walked to the kitchen. Prince Gumball walked the opposite direction to his personal kitchen.