Marshall and Fionna walk home, hand in hand. "I like this, not flying, just walking and enjoying the beautiful moon, the stars, nature. It's so beautiful." Fionna sighs, gazing up at the night sky.
"Me too, but the stars are no comparison for your beuaty." He kisses her cheek, making her blush.
They walk inside the cave, entering their tiny house. Fionna stands against a table, going through her bag. Marshall comes up behind her, grabbing her waist. She gasps. He starts kissing her neck, pressing against her. She blushes and lets out a small moan. His hand moves down, realising she's not wearing panties. He enters her wet entrance, exploring with his fingers, driving her crazy. She lets out a loud moan as he kisses her roughly, warm cum drips on his fingers as she breathes heavily.
Marshall turns her around and they stumble onto the couch. Fionna quickly takes off his jeans and boxers, licking her lips. She takes off his shirt and pins him back on the couch, her hands trailing down with her. She quickly takes him in her mouth, her blonde head bobbing up and down as she hums. He gasps and it only makes her want him more. She licks up and down, making him let out a groan of pleasure. Fionna plays with his head, twirling her tongue around it, kissing it. "Oh, Fi.." His breath quickens. She gives a naughty smirk and put him back in her mouth, moving up and down with a rythm. He groans as she pushes him farther than before, making him gasp as cum gets licked up hungrily by her.
"Damn, Fi." He says breathless, her big blue eyes staring up happily. He sits up as he does, he tugs off her shirt, unclasps her bra and pulls off that tiny little skirt. She lays back, him pressing closley ontop of her. He enters her, pounding in and out gently, getting rougher by the second. Fionna moans and pants as Marshall's big hands pin her down. He goes faster as she can barley contain it. Loud moans fill the air, Fionna on the verge of screaming. Marshall goes faster and deeper, with a devious smirk, showing off his sharp fangs. Right when she's about to climax, he stops. He goes down, licking her anxiously, sending her into a world of pleasure. She grips his raven black hair as he licks between her moist lips, teasing the small bud that drives her crazy. She lets out one high, loud moan before climaxing againn as Marshall traces his tongue on her, devouring all of her sweet nectar.
Fionna and Marshall lay ontop of eachother, their breathing slowing down. He grabs around her tiny waist and kisses her passionatley. She kisses back and wraps her arms around his chest, they rest in a relaxing sleep as birds chirping fill the morning outside.