"Hey, sweet thing."

Gumball nearly dropped the test tube he was carrying. "Marsh-oh~" His indignant snap turned into a sigh as Marshall Lee wrapped his arms around Gumball from behind, pressing his chest to his back. "H-how did you get in here? It's daytime."

"I used an umbrella, dummy." He pressed his erection against Gumball's ass. Gumball squeaked at the unexpected stiffness.

"Oh! Excited, hm?" he said, a little breathless.

"You practically begged me to visit you the other night, so here I am. Horny and ready to be satisfied."

"Well that's just too bad, because you interrupted me in the middle of an experiment." He nudged away and brought the test tube over to his work space, where he poured it into a beaker full of candy mass. The whole thing sizzled and glowed purple. "Hmm, interesting."

"Um, I don't think you heard me, slut. Your master is horny."

Gumball felt a shiver of excitement. "Well I'm busy. You know how important my work is to me, dear."

"You can play with your little chemistry set later. Right now it's time to satisfy my cock."

"Hmm, maybe later."

"Well I'm horny now. So maybe I'll find some other tart who's willing to hop on my cock right now."

For a moment, Gumball saw red. He knew Marshall Lee was just goading him. But he also knew that they weren't exclusive by any means. Marshall Lee really could be banging someone else on the side. Maybe he even had a boyfriend. Gumball knew he had no exclusive claim on the vampire, but the thought of someone else touching him and calling him 'master' made Gumball feel vaguely ill. He set the test tube down with unnecessary force and turned on Marshall Lee with a feral grin. "Oh really?" he purred, lowering his eyes and palming Marshall Lee's cock over his pants. "Because I don't think anyone else can satisfy you the way I'm about to, master."

"Mmm, that's better." He consumed Gumball's mouth in a kiss, exploring it. "I'll never get enough of that taste," he murmured.

Gumball grinned in spite of himself, rolling off his lab coat and shirt. "Come on, let's- oh!" He squeaked in surprise as Marshall Lee scooped him up and carried him bridal-style from the lab to the bedroom. He melted a little at the vampire's impressive and oh so sexy strength, but restrained himself from gushing about it.

Marshall Lee threw Gumball on the bed and looked at him with great satisfaction. His soft hair was already rumpled, what was left of his clothing was disheveled, and his skin was flushing a bright, healthy pink. And he was spreading his legs, deliberately or by instinct. Marshall Lee growled possessively. It had been far too long since he was between those legs.

He climbed on the bed and pinned Gumball's wrists, kissing him hungrily. "I'm going to fuck you into the mattress, my sweet slutty prince."

Gumball moaned. He was in paradise, except for the growing whorl of anxiety in his stomach.

Marshall Lee ripped off Gumball's pants and tossed them aside. "No underwear? Fucking whore."

"Ungh~"

"Ass up."

Gumball rolled over obediently and got on his knees, raising his ass into the air. He felt so dirty and exposed, pressing his face into the mattress... it was delightful.

Marshall Lee grabbed a handful of Gumball's lush ass. "Mm, so lovely. Your body is perfect. You're made for fucking."

When his finger began circling the intimate spot between Gumball's cheeks, he squeaked. "Theres'ssomethingyoushouldknow!"

"Hm?" Marshall Lee drew back. Gumball rolled onto his back, blushing furiously.

"I... haven't done this in a while."

"Clearly. You were so uptight and stressed before we-"

"No, I mean... a really, really long time. Like." He swallowed. "Four hundred years."

Marshall Lee's jaw dropped a little. "You're not serious."

"I am!"

"You... not since... me? Not anyone else?"

Gumball went even redder. "I wasn't carrying a torch for you, you jerk! I just... wasn't all that interested in dating men after..."

"So," said Marshall Lee gleefully, "I ruined men for you? Me and my giant demon schlong ruined you for four hundred years?"

"Oh my glob. This is why I didn't want to tell you, I knew you'd be a complete ass about it. I would've stretched myself out, but... I don't have any sex toys or anything."

"Wait. You've not taken anything bigger than your own fingers for four hundred years?"

"I'm afraid so."

That sobered him up. "Oh."

"Yeah."

"So... we'll have to take it pretty slow, won't we?"

"Yep."

"Because you're as tight as a virgin."

"Don't be vulgar," sniffed the prince.

Marshall Lee snorted. "I don't see why you draw the line there, my little cum tart. And I don't mind taking it slow. I came over here for a quick hard fuck, but getting you to unravel beneath me will be an unexpected treat."

"Really? Y-you want to?"

"Um... yes?"

"I didn't think you'd want to," muttered Gumball. "We've been keeping things quick and dirty, haven't we?"

"Sure, but I can do slow. Remember?"

Gumball usually tried not to. He could deal with Marshall Lee being rough and overtly dominant, but remembering the way they used to make sweet slow love, the way he used to take Gumball apart and put him back together - it made him a little misty-eyed. Which was not good.

"I suppose," he said carefully.

"What, do you not do slow anymore? I thought you dated girls now."

"Shut up," scoffed Gumball. I don't want to have slow sex because it might make me feel things for you. It sounded ridiculous even in his head. "Fine. I'll do it."

Marshall Lee sneered. "Don't "fine" me. I do you a favor every time I touch you."

Gumball blinked at the quick transition. "Is that so?"

"You know it is." He raked his nails lightly down Gumball's torso, leaving eight faint lines of brighter pink. Gumball shivered with pleasure. "I know your body, my prince. Let me show you how well."

"There's lube in the bedside cabinet."

"Aah! Ohhh, oh my glob, I can't take any more!" Gumball was nearly sobbing. The pressure inside him was just too intense. It was deeply unpleasant. How had he enjoyed this before?

"Shhh, shh shh. It's only two fingers," panted Marshall Lee. He moved them slightly, and Gumball arched his back desperately.

"Gentle!"

"So you really weren't lying, huh?"

"Why would I lie, you jerk?!"

"I dunno, to heighten the anticipation?" He moved again, causing Gumball to convulse.

"I can't take it!"

"Shh, it's okay! It's okay, remember? There's, like, a threshold. If you just take a little more, it'll be less pain and more pleasure. Okay?"

"Just finish!" There was a thin sheen of sugary sweat on Gumball. It felt like they had been going for hours. He just wanted it over with at this point.

"Maybe this will help," muttered Marshall Lee. He moved his fingers again, and suddenly white-hot pleasure tore through Gumball.

"Ohhh~" he stammered. Now he wanted more. He bucked back against Marshall Lee's fingers. "You. Inside me. Now."

Marshall Lee withdrew his fingers, eliciting a desperate keening sound from Gumball. He slicked himself generously with more lube and lined himself up with Gumball's asshole. "Are you sure you're ready?"

"Yes!"

The initial thrust was sweet agony. When Marshall Lee was fully inside him, Gumball felt so amazingly full. The pleasure-pain started to melt into pure pleasure.

"Oh, oh yes," he panted. "Move."

Marshall Lee slowly withdrew, then pushed back in equally slowly.

"Faster, dammit! Harder!"

He pulled out slowly again, then snapped his hips hard and deep. Gumball moaned helplessly. Marshall Lee thrusted again and again, working up a rhythm.

"Don't-stop-don't-ever-stop-oh-glob-yes!" gasped out Gumball.

"Glob, Bonbon, you feel so good... I'm not going to last..." Marshall Lee started to jerk off Gumball in time with his thrusts. Gumball didn't last either. It was too much stimulation, sensations that were new but also terribly familiar. Before long, he finished. Marshall Lee lasted a little longer, then filled Gumball with cum. He promptly collapsed on top of Gumball. After a few moments, he pulled out with a sinful squelching noise and rolled onto the bed next to him.

Gumball felt utterly sated. "I... don't know why I ever stopped doing that."

"I don't know why you did either, honestly."

"Let's go again."

"What, now?"

"As soon as you get it up again! Go, go, go!"

Marshall Lee chuckled. "I let you take charge because it was basically your first time, but now I call the shots. And I won't go easy on you next time, my prince."

Gumball licked his lips. "Bring it on."