Prince Gumball stared down at his desk blankly, fatigue pulling at his nerves while rubbing his eyes restlessly and yawning softly. He wished he could lounge about in bed for a few moments longer but sighed when he couldn't that morning and here he was now, staring blankly. He hated how he got Marshall all worked up last night, especially when they were talking face to face, he could see how distressed Marshall had been and he hated that he was the actual root cause of it. He sighed out gently then leaned back in his chair, looking up at the ceiling his crown glinting just out of his view. Last night was...something else. He hadn't meant to slip up and state he wanted more but when he had Marshall understood why when they talked and Marshall had calmed down reasonably, brought Gumball home, but he had the gut feeling Marshall was still upset.
"Flip me," He mumbled on a groan stretching his legs out and moving his hand to his forehead rubbing it gently closing his eyes. His head was pounding, in his temples mostly, lightly digging his thumbs into his temples to ease the pounding there but it did absolutely nothing for the throbbing. He stood up, the chair dragging on the floor, and he walked across his study and rushed to the door to get to his bedroom, where he kept pain relievers for just this scenario.
He opened the door, yawning before he could stop himself, and walked down the hall with the headache pounding softly in the background almost as he closed his eyes and struggled to open them right again. He moved his hands irritably through his hair sighing loudly as he walked down the hall to his bedroom, rubbing his eyes with the heels of his hands. He was aware that he was having wild mood swings, especially on Marshall, and he felt bad but lately the moods come and then, for some reason, when a new one comes the old one is just obliterated by it. Overly emotional, he heard Fionna one time referring to him as, but said it was just him having some sympathy to her own mood swings.
He put a little hop in his step to go faster and he rushed towards his bedroom, his lashes drooping once before he finally got to the familiar door and sighed out happily. He reached out twisting the door knob and pushing the door open and letting it swing shut behind him, making a rather loud noise as it did and he winced but rushed across his room to the familiar desk. On it papers with mathematics, schematics, and thesis statements were strewn about in an messy but organized way. What Gumball focused on was the racks above them, each holding about six beakers in them and he reached out plucking the beaker with a light blue liquid out.
He worked the cork out and took a small sip and put the cork back on and put it back on the rack feeling cool waves working through his body already to ease the aches and pans he might have and sighed. He knew that as the responsible person he was he should get back to his study and continue his work but as the cool waves worked to ease his headache he found his bed looking comfier and comfier. He found himself walking over and crawling under the sheets, pressing his warm cheek into the rather cool pillow and sighing contentedly. What could one nap actually hurt?
"You know, I'd never call you unless it was something serious." Gumball closed his eyes tight, the lashes fluttering and his brows came together. That was...Peppermint. What was she doing in his room?
"Don't worry, Peps. I can get him up, just leave the Prince to me and I'll get him up." Marshall?
"Thank you, Marshall Lee." There was the soft rustling of clothing shifting as Peppermint Maid stood up, walking across the room she sighed and shut the door quietly. Gumball nearly drifted off again had it not been for the soft pointing of his cheek making a spark of irritation form. Then, as if to quickly douse that spark, there was the feeling of his bed shifting and he held still keeping his breathing pace the same and felt an arm sliding around his waist and hugging him softly.
"If you're awake, Bubs, then slap my hand. If not then I'm prepared for some more right now I gotta say something, if you're awake it'd be great and if not then fine. I got it off my chest anyhow. But." He nuzzled his hair and Gumball smiled softly turning his face into the pillow but his body pressed back into Marshall's warmth which provoked a sigh. "I'm sorry I'm so clingy. I'm just a clingy bitch, huh? I smother you too much but I can't help it. I go more than six hours and I can't stand not hearing your voice, even if you scream my ear off, I miss you too much and I want to see you, hear you. I love the sex part of our relationship only because I know it's only me you want and it makes me..happy."
Gumball opened his eyes half way, listening intently as Marshall sighed and there was heat coming off his cheeks that warmed his skin a little, when Marshall ducked his head to the back of his neck. It made him shut his eyes and smile softly again. Then Marshall spoke again. "I guess...we'll always want different things, huh? But I'm not letting you wiggle out this time, Prince B. Gumball. That ain't happening a second time and hate me all you like, but I won't let go so be prepared to have me around for years to come."
Gumball felt warmth spreading in his chest and through his veins like someone just injected him with warm water. He was so close to dropping off again but he turned and moved his arms around Marshall, obviously surprising the vampire, and settled in. He'd take care of this when he woke up, for now, he just wanted nothing but to sleep. And with Marshall here the sleep came best.
The next time Gumball woke up he Really woke up and he opened his eyes with a yawn and stretched out so intensely his limbs lightly shook and he sighed rubbing his eyes with the heels of his hands. He realized, with a little drop in his stomach, he was alone and sat up also realizing that for some reason he was naked. He looked down at himself and blushed keeping the blankets, which were tangled up somehow, around him over his lap when he heard a soft creak and his door being pushed open and there was Marshall.
"Hey there! Morning!" Marshall went for cheery but Gumball could see the vampire was in an extremely good mood right then. "Sleep well? It's close to midnight right now, you slept from two in the afternoon to now and Peps got worked up and woke me up around four thirty, din-din time of course, to wake you up. You didn't wake up then but you did wake me up in an...interesting way."
Gumball's cheeks flamed as he twisted the sheets in his fingers and groaned quietly to himself. No way, he had no memory of it! Did he drink the wrong thing? No! He shook his head and thought fiercely. He drank from the right vial! He knows he did! He noticed a cup of water in Marshall's hand and held it out. His throat was painfully dry and if he tried to speak it would just be uncomfortable and even painful forcing the words from his dry throat. Marshall floated over, floating for once, and handed the cup of water to Gumball who immediately began gulping the liquid down and feeling it slid down and pool in his stomach and made him shiver when he paused in his drinking.
"So, um, how did I wake you up?" Gumball asked staring fiercely at the blankets, his cheeks still hot when Marshall laid on the bed and crossed his ankles lightly as he looked up as if contemplating how to go about this. Gumball felt like his cheeks couldn't get any hotter as he waited for Marshall to go on and tell him already.
"Well." He paused again then spoke again. "I woke up to you moving around a lot. Like, rolling all over the bed like you couldn't be still for longer than five seconds. I kinda brushed that off and rolled over but it made you freeze, like you remembered there was someone else in the bed, weird as that was. I nearly fell back to sleep when I felt you move closer and tug on my pants. I rolled over then asking what you wanted and you...honestly looked too adorable."
"Oh my glob." Gumball whispered covering his hot face with his hands and Marshall had his own little blush in his cheeks and was smiling pleasantly however. How the hell could Marshall be so calm talking about this? From what Gumball was imagining, he could only do so that he jumped Marshall's bones and begged. That had to be it.
"And when I said as such you got all squirmy. I sat up, asked if you were okay, when you climbed on my lap and as you know that's my number one weakness. I was actually being rational as you did confuse me, Bubs, don't get me wrong." Marshall looked to that blushing prince, even if the male wouldn't look at him. "I tried getting you to lay down and you then started crying, full blown hysterical, and when I asked, again, what was wrong you only said 'please' or 'please, Marshall!'. And so I complied and here we are."
Gumball had rolled over and put his face in the pillow, his cheek shot and his embarrassment ranging out of control right then. "Oh my glob!" Gumball shouted into the pillow when Marshall sat up looking at his boyfriend when he reached out poking the candy prince's back softly making him turn his face a little.
"It's okay, Bubba!" Marshall immediately when into the comforting mode and crawled up and plopped his head on the pillow next to Gumball's face as the Prince scowled lightly. "You have urges, so do I. We're dudes after all! It's natural! And, besides, you seemed to enjoy it immensely. Both of us are on Peps somewhat bad side cause you were so loud, screaming to the heavens. But so was I, once in a while there, so we were really loud."
"Oh, glob." Gumball whimpered when he was yanked off the pillow, his eyes widening and was hugged to Marshall's chest. "Marshall, none of this is okay!"
"It is! Peps just said if we do it here again we need to be quiet and if not then go to my place." Marshall cheerfully replied then reached out and stroked Gumball's cheek softly smiling gently. "It's okay, Bubba. Everyone's got need and last night, well, you're got a little more intense."
"I don't remember that though!" Gumball whimpered again but was being soothed slowly by Marshall and allowed himself to wiggle closer. "And it's-it's Embarrassing!"
"It's not. Come here, baby." He grinned then when Gumball came closer and Gumball nuzzled his face into his neck and he slid his arms around the vampire tightly. Marshall rubbed his hand up and down his back softly, tracing light patterns his bare back and he pressed a kiss to the top of his head. Gumball, however, felt strangely mystified when he looked up only to be met with Marshall's jawline.
"Did you...just call me baby?" Gumball asked with curiosity when the vampire went very still and Gumball felt his lips twitching. His embarrassment was still intense, still very much pushing him to cry, but this moment was lessening it. Making it calm down some.
Marshall on the other hand, despite Gumball being unable to see, had a blush in his cheeks that could rival Gumball's at that moment. He looked at the wall swallowing nervously."N-No, I didn't."
"My my! You called me baby!" Gumball crowed happily laughing when Marshall growled lowly. "What an affectionate sweet side you have! I would've never thought You- Mmmf!"
Marshall growled again in warning as he pushed himself forward pinning Gumball under him and pressing his lips against Gumball's. He had on a tank top and jeans, sure, but the rough fabric rubbing against the pink male's sensitive thighs had him jerking visibly in the vampire's arms. He whimpered again wordlessly as Marshall kissed him fiercely and roughly, no restraint either, and it made Gumball's head spin when they parted. He looked up at Marshall, his cheeks hot as he gulped in a few breathes and contemplated his next move to go that would be deemed appropriate when he was yanking Marshall back down. He made a little noise when Marshall reached down between his legs gripping the half hard organ there and grinned widely, pulling back.
"My my! Looks like someone's ready for a Mister Marshall Lee, huh?" Marshall teased playfully with his lashes drooping giving him a bedroom look. This time Gumball tried making a growling noise but failed pathetically, sounding more like a kitten and it made Marshall laugh loudly. "You'll never be more intimidating that me, Bubs."
He yelped when he was shoved over and Gumball grinned at him from up above, his cheeks a bright red. "Oh really? Then it's my turn to top." He got out in a thick voice that made shivers rake down Marshall's spine and he grinned wider his scarlet eyes wide but sparkling playfully and he threw his hands up on either side of Gumball's head and laughed.
He then grinned widely, playfully, closing his sparkling scarlet eyes and his cheeks flushed a light, barely noticeable pink. "Then do it, my pretty pink Candy Prince!"