So, basically, this chapter is going to be nothin' but sex! If you do not like the yaoi, boy on boy, sex type of thing just wait for the next two chapters! Those of you who DO enjoy that, well, enjoy!
"How was it I knew you'd be bringing me here?" Gumball asked raising a brow, his eyes amused however when Marshall looked at him. He took his hand, his duffel bag lightly banging against his thigh and he grinned like a bad little boy.
"What? My place isn't awesome? My husband wounds me so!" Marshall declared dramatically, slapping a free hand to his chest, grinning still when he walked down the cave floor to his house which indeed had soft lights on. "Schwabelle and Mortuus miss us anyhow. I think they'll enjoy the hell out of your place, if you let them over."
"Well seeing as I'm King now, I'll have to stay there but we can make this like our weekend getaways. But Schwabelle and Mortuus are more than welcome there." Gumball replied while they walked, swinging their locked hands together, his ring still managing to wink up at him happily. He squeezed his hand gently, loving the solid warmth of his hand, when he squealed only to laugh when Marshall swooped to pick him up in a cradled hold. "Really?"
"Threshold~" Marshall said plainly in response to the breathless humor Gumball had and felt fingers twist into his shirt holding on tightly. He grinned widely at this while he walked down to the house and climbed up the steps. "They're kind of my duty, as husband~"
"Of course~" Gumball mumbled good natured, his cheeks beginning to grow hot and his heart was not beating fast, not yet, but solid hard thumps that made his stomach squeezed like he was falling in the air. He managed to keep in his breath even when he reached out opening the door which was thankfully unlocked and swung open to allow them entrance. He couldn't help the hitch in his breath then when the duffel bag dropped, loud in the dark house, and the door was kicked shut lightly.
"You ready for the best honeymoon ever? It'll probably be the only time in the next eighteen years with her." Marshall's voice was even loud in the dark house, Gumball clinging to his shirt tightly when he walked to the ladder, drifting upwards to his bedroom. He grinned at the hitch in Gumball's breath again and set the pink King down, his body quivering lightly in response to the silence.
"Marshall, how long will we be here?" He asked in a mumble staring at the bed like it was the only thing that mattered and he stepped forward on his quivering legs. He felt lips against the back of his neck, sliding forward to the space between his shoulder and neck softly, more like a flutter than an actual kiss.
"For the weekend at least. I know you hate the thought of not being home with Lacey so we'll be here for the weened." Marshall replied with a smile on his lips and nipped the shell of Gumball's ear playfully. "I have a baby room being set up for her too, so we can come here without worrying about her after this."
"And for now at least it's just us?" Gumball hated how his voice was that cliche breathless porn star quality of it. He felt his heart hammering hard against his chest when an arm snaked around his waist, sliding his shirt up to press a palm flat against his stomach.
"Just us." Marshall echoed in affirmative, kissing his neck when he slid his hand from under Gumball's shirt to his blazer tugging it off. "Let's have fun tonight, go really wild~ Just like I promised~"
Gumball couldn't help but smile at his words, turning to look up at Marshall when he reached out grabbing Marshall's shirt and pulling him down, kissing him roughly. It took Marshall by surprise but he growled lowly for a moment before returning the rough kiss in favor of intensity, digging his fingers into Gumball's hips. He walked forward, obviously making Gumball walk backwards, and pulled back for a brief moment to pull his shirt up and over his head, the green fabric being tossed away and Gumball pulled Marshall's own dark shirt up and off. He resumed to kissing Marshall, roughly pulling his lips back to his actually hurting his teeth, but kissed him in that almost frantic, rough way. Like there was no time left.
Marshall walked forward the last two steps, pushing Gumball onto the bed and climbing on top of him, smirking wildly at the pink haired male, who's cheeks had flushed a dark red. He whined arching his hips up when Marshall rolled his hips down, continuing the rolling movement of his hips and he leaned down licking on of his nipples. He bit the bud softly, nipping it while rolling his hips before moving his hands down to unbutton Gumball's pants, his fingers fumbling once before getting the button undone, the zipper unzipped and standing to yank those black jeans off of him. He felt like the other ale had lit him on fire, his skin was burning and his groin ached, the fire was insatiable and refused to be doused.
He didn't say anything cliche like 'oh you make me so hot, baby' or anything of the sort when he pushed his own pants down, kicking them off then flopping onto his back and yanking Gumball on top of him. He leaned up attacking his skin with sucks and bites, nipping and marking his way across his chest and even his arm, his erection standing rather proudly, no in between of slowly getting aroused, oh no, he was ready and aching to go. Gumball was unfortunately, frustratingly, wearing boxers that Fionna handed him and his erection strained almost painfully against the fabric until Marshall yanked them down.
He heard an audible rip and he gasped when his boxers were thrown to the side, torn. He opened his mouth to scold his husband -twitching in surprise at how easily he could call Marshall his husband already- only to find his mouth now preoccupied with kisses. He rubbed his hips down against his erection, sliding his along with Marshall's making the vampire growl loudly this time, reaching a hand down and pulling him closer, stroking their erections together. Gumball moaned pitifully, bucking into his hand when he pulled from the kiss his cheeks hot and his head was spinning but Marshall kissed his neck, proceeding to mark up what he already hadn't marked.
Gumball let out a low moan, both in pleasure and in a bit of distress when he thought of how his flesh would look afterwards. Yet excitement pulsed through him, faster than blood could he bet, and he bit his lip when he felt fingers circling around his entrance and pushing in, despite there being no lube and it was slightly uncomfortable. Marshall pushed in a second finger, biting around his nipple softly, nothing that broke the skin but would leave a bruise later on. Marshall looked up at his whines and noted the uncomfortable expression that only grew when he scissored his fingers gently a few times and pulled them out, kissing Gumball softly for a few minutes before pulling away then looking to the side table sighing but smiling softly.
"Sorry, Bubs." He softly said stroking his cheek with the thumb of his right hand, the left still down between their hips, lingering and stroking after the stretching. "I just can't wait, it's been a long ass eight months as you know~"
"Glob, yes I flipping do!" Gumball moaned in response, his hips bucking when Marshall smirked reaching forward, into the side table drawer pulling it open pulling the black box and the bottle out. He moved his hand away making Gumball groan in annoyance and Marshall chuckled but felt a soft shiver run through him, all be it it wasn't physical, but shivered nonetheless.
It gave him a boost, almost, in his arousal that Gumball was just as eager and willing as he was. He tore open the square packet eagerly, rolling the condom on and a some lube, rubbing it over and Gumball stretched his hands up around Marshall and delved them deep into his black hair. He pulled him into a kiss that was just as hot, just as rough, just as eager as the first one when they first came up only moments before and he twisted his fingers deeper into his hair. A fire of arousal blazed under his skin, like someone just soaked him in gasoline and set him aflame, stealing the air from him so he couldn't breath and all there was was Marshall, Marshall, Marshall.
He only realized faintly the chanting of Marshall's name was leaving his lips in encouraging murmurs and cooes to him, clinging to him. He blinked gasping when his legs were pushed up and spread apart, his knees dangerously close to his shoulders and before he could process it he cried out loudly. More like a wail to his ears when Marshall slammed forward burying his erection in the willing male's body and he could only slid his fingers from his hair to the sheets only to cling tightly to them, clinging to them desperately, like it would keep him there. He hadn't realized he'd shut his eyes so tightly that when he opened them he nearly lost it, when Marshall's blazing heat filled scarlet eyes met his and he made that same crying-wailing sound when Marshall began thrusting forward.
His legs jerked, his toes curling in pleasure, and he reached out twisting his fingers in his hair pulling him in for a rough kiss, his teeth aching when they banged together but he loved it. He could only last a five second rough kiss before his head flew back crying out, moaning desperately clinging to his black hair and body with the rough almost painful thrusts. His body jerked upwards, repeatedly, and he swore he heard the bed frame doing the cheesy movie cliche of slamming against the wall loudly and repeatedly. He could hear the bed springs which were normally silent screeched loudly underneath him and bounced in response and he bit his lip against loud moans that still somehow got out.
He looked up at Marshall, panting loudly and moaning uncontrollably, to shudder gasping thickly. Marshall's irises, his sclera were bright scarlet and his mouth hung open with soft growls and groans, husky breathes escaping him. Gumball whined loudly when his prostate was slamming into, his sounds coming easier and more ecstatic as he then bowed his back arching his chest up, curling his arms around Marshall tightly. The vampire growled low in his throat, slamming his hips forward making Gumball gasp ecstatically, decorating the left side of Gumball's throat in dark blue hickeys, scrapping his teeth but refusing to let his fangs sink below the pink pigmented skin.
"Marshall!" Gumball whined out his husband's name, his hips moving in time with him and his toes curled then uncurled quickly and rapidly. His body jerked upwards and his fingers tugged on his hair. "I'm-"
"It's fine, baby~" He got the words out in a husky voice struggling to keep it from being the guttural growl it nearly was. He slammed his hips forward, hard and rough making Gumball's body slide forward with each thrust and he dug his fingers into his thighs which he held onto while thrusting. He felt his stomach clenching up tightly threatening to snap, he growled loudly in response and he clung to his hips.
"Marshall!" Gumball cried out curling legs so his knees lightly dug into his back and he gasped. "Mine! Mine! Mine! All mine!"
Marshall felt shudders wracking down his spine and he smirked widely, his sharp fangs flashing as he slammed his hips forward. "Yours! Mine! Mine!" He roared loudly in response, his cheeks flushing a soft red when he stiffened. He pounded into Gumball through his orgasm, growling loudly again.
Gumball cried out with his orgasm, tensing only to slump into the bed gasping for breath. Whimpering lightly when Marshall pounded in through his orgasm Gumball laid out sighing in relief as the arousal faded leaving him in a warm afterglow of pleasure and his legs were dropped with Marshall laying out on top of him. He clung to Marshall, who clung back in response for once, pants the loudest thing in the room with the cool air finally affecting their hot sweaty skin. Gumball then smiled, his hips beginning to ache but it was so good at the same time.
When he finally caught his breath he inhaled the musky scent of after-sex on Marshall's already musky scent and smiled rather peacefully. Happily.
"That was pretty wild, baby~" Gumball mocked Marshall sweetly making the vampire laugh lightly."Do I get to look forward to a whole weekend of while lovemaking like that?"
Marshall sat up on his elbows, staring down at Gumball and smirked. His eyes had gone back to normal, his scarlet irises sparkling happily. He then leaned down kissing him roughly, fiercely and passionately, so much so, that when he pulled away Gumball was breathless and he was openly smirking. "Yes you do, baby! So prepare yourself for the greatest, longest weekend of lovemaking in our whole relationship! I guess you could say this relationship is really starting off with a-" He winked laughing already."Bang!"
Gumball rolled his eyes with a fake groan but laughed happily with him twisting his hips slightly making Marshall's breath hitch softly. "That's right, baby~ You better be prepared!" He winked then, his violet irises winking up at him and Marshall did the most surprising thing. He blushed and Gumball laughed gently and let himself be kissed once more, with so much passion his head spun but he was happy, anyhow. Always happy and he knew he'd be the happiest when he was with Marshall, now and in the future.