Chapter 26: love me

Marshall sobbed as he held Fionna close to him. He could feel her heartbeat next to his and the softness of her skin. For a long time he couldn't, and being able to really hold her again felt like heaven. He squeezed her against him as he let the last of his tears escape him. The blond was just as affectionate with him, digging her fingers back in his hair and pressing chaste kisses over his collarbone. The silence between them wasn't awkward like it had been when they woke up. Instead it was a sign of relief and joy. Marshall sniffled and pulled back to press his forehead to hers.

"You love me?" He asked. She nodded and brought up her hands to cup his face. "That still doesn't make sense. If you love me…why'd you leave?"

Fionna sighed.

"I was scared," she admitted.

"Of what?" He questioned while shifting his hands down to her waist and rubbing his thumb against her back. The florist hesitated.

"You remind me of him," she whispered. Marshall blinked.

"Who? Your ex?"

"Yeah…but in a good way. You remind me of how he used to make me feel before things got bad. You make me feel like I'm 18 again…" she watched his face to make sure she didn't upset him anymore, and looked in to his warm hazel eyes. "You're funny, and you're sweet, and you're charming, and you're so flirty. But you're also stubborn, and difficult sometimes…and that's what I liked about him…it's what I love about you," she told him. Marshall paused to think about what she said.

"Are you scared I'm going to leave you like he did?" He asked. Fionna bit her lip nervously and nodded reluctantly.

"I…I-I can't help it…I can't take that again, but I'd rather re-live that moment for eternity with him than see you do that," she said, her voice wavering as she sniffled. Marshall brought his hand to her cheek and wiped away the wetness from her eye before it had the chance to roll down her face.

"Shhh…Fi, it's okay," he cooed. "It's okay to feel that way…you can't control the way you feel."

"I-I know you would never do that…but I was thinking about it that night after the charity and I couldn't risk it. I c-couldn't risk losing you that w-way," she weeped.

"Why didn't you tell me sooner?" He asked. She shook her head.

"I'm a mess, Marshall…why do you want to be with me?" She sobbed. "I'm sorry…I'm so sorry for everything I-I did."

"Fionna…I'm sorry too-" she shook her head again and stopped him.

"No, you didn't do anything wrong-"

"Yes, I did. I didn't help you two weeks ago."

"I wouldn't have listened," she muttered. Marshall dried her eyes with his thumbs again and pressed a kiss to her forehead.

"Fionna…you're not a mess. This is just life. I don't know why you would want to be with me, either. I'm literally a mess and I have no organizational skills, but you love me for some reason," he pointed out. She nodded and sniffled.

"I love you…so much," she whimpered. Marshall couldn't help but smile a little before pulling her in for another tight hug.

"God, I love you too. I love you so fucking much it's ridiculous," he said as he pressed kisses against the side of her face.

"Really?" She asked hopefully. Marshall laughed and let her go to kiss her on the lips.

"Of fucking course," he smiled and kissed her again.

Fionna gasped and held on to his shoulders when he pressed his lips against hers. Tasting her instead of her alcohol drenched tongue was like bliss to him, and he instantly wanted more. He wanted to be wrapped up in her body again, and feel nothing between their skin. The feel of her shyness and anticipation was refreshing against his tongue as he coaxed her mouth open for him to properly kiss. Her soft gateway opened for him as he pressed her body closer to his. His hands remained on her waist and cheek, and it drove her insane.

"Marshall," she breathed as she parted for air.

"Mm-hm?" He hummed and ran his lips against her neck.

"Are we gonna-"

"Yes," he interrupted and pressed open mouthed kisses to her neck. Fionna gasped at the feeling of his warm tongue on her skin and dug her nails in to his shoulders. He grinned and then kissed her lips again, raking his fingers in her roots and holding her even closer to him. The blond moaned softly and shortly when her body was smushed to his which raised a growl from the back of Marshall's throat. He quickly lifted her up and brought her back to his bed without breaking their kiss or stumbling. She crawled back further on his mattress and he eagerly followed. He opened his drawer and got out his box of condoms, then returned to Fionna with lust in his heavy lidded eyes. She whimpered as he kissed her neck again and wrapped her arms around him.

"I missed you so much," she panted.

"God, I fucking missed you too," he grunted.

Fionna moaned as he held on to her hip and grinded down in to her. Everything felt so much more clear, and she was happy knowing she wouldn't forget any of this. She wrapped her legs around his waist and rubbed herself in to him at a much faster pace. Marshall groaned and let his head drop as she slowed down her hips and milked out another moan from him. He held on to her hips and continued to move his as well which made him moan once more. The blond smiled at the sound and decided to move faster.

Soon the air was filled with moaning and gasping and panting as well as the heat they kindled from their bodies being so close together. Fionna held on whatever part of Marshall's body she could grab while he kissed down to her breasts and over the flexible fabric over her bra. They had completely forgotten about the condom as they moved faster and faster together. It was long until Fionna came and squeezed his waist with her thighs. Her warmth and lingering last moans as well as the last needed amount of friction brought him down with her.

They stayed still and took a moment to catch their breath. Fionna laid limp under Marshall with her ankles loosely crossed across his back and her lungs demanding air quickly. The young artist was out of breath as well and nuzzled in to her neck as his cum soaked in to his boxers. After a few more moments they both smiled and laughed.

"You just jizzed in your pants like a fucking 16 year old," Fionna chortled. Marshall laughed and pulled his head up to look down at her.

"Oh yeah? What about those moans? I almost felt like I was taking your fucking virginity," he teased. Fionna blushed, but grinned as she pinched his nose.

"Whatever, don't act like you weren't in to it," she sassed and stuck her tongue out at him. He smirked and leaned down to brush his lips against hers.

"There's no way I'm denying it, baby," he purred and kissed her. She giggled and ran her hands down his arms. The way he looked down at her was as if she was the most amazing person he had ever met. His eyes on her made her feel special, and wanted to make him feel the same. She smiled as he pulled back some of her hair from her face.

"Hey, Marshall," she spoke softly.

"Yeah?"

"Will you be my boyfriend?" She asked. Marshall couldn't even try to hold back his grin, but restrained himself from instantly kissing her again. He cleared his throat and chuckled.

"I dunno, I'll have to think about it," he teased. Fionna rolled her eyes and smacked his shoulder. He laughed and then leaned to kiss her.

"Of course I will, I'm in love with you for Christ's sake," he giggled. There was no way to hide his elation and joy as he drowned her in kisses over her checks and squeezing her rather than hugging her. She laughed as he wrapped his arms around her and captured her lips with his. He lingered and deepened the kiss, pressing his tongue against hers. Fionna instantly melted in his arms and returned his affections. When he pulled back they were nothing but breathing heavy, and giggled slightly at each other.

"Are you ready to go again?" She asked. Marshall nodded as she pushed the elastic of his undershorts over his hips,

"Baby, there's never gonna be a time I'm not ready," he murmured in a husky voice before leaning down and kissing her bitten and swollen lips.

The blond wrapped her legs around his waist once more and rubbed her skin over his as he reached for the box of condoms again and pulled one out. He took a moment to peel the package open and roll it on while Fionna pressed sweet and sloppy kisses against his throat and clavicle. Marshall hissed when she nipped at his skin and reached down to help him put on the rubber contraption. Once it was pulled in to place he wasted no time pulling her panties out of the way and pushing in. Fionna gasped and clung on to him tightly, panting as he tried to pacify her with kisses over her neck and breasts.

"Fuck," she cursed and curled her fingers in his hair.

He grunted in response as his hips started to rock gently back and forth. She moaned the moment he started to move while he bit at the thick fabric of her bra. When his jaws relaxed he moaned quietly and kissed whatever skin was available to him. He moved faster, but didn't bother to rush it. The pure pleasure he felt just by being with her truthfully and honestly was enough to sustain him for a life time. Her sweet skin and coarse sounds made him forget about the world around him. He panted against her neck as she moaned louder and arched her body against him.

"Shit…fucking…" he groaned and picked up his pace again. She rolled her own hips up in to his and flung her head back from the pleasure. He bit and sucked her chest and neck, leaving love bites up and down her skin and over her breasts. Every time he touched her she felt like a puddle of lust and desperation for more of him. She engulfed him in her arms and legs and decided to kiss him back, trailing over the side of his neck and up to his earlobe. He groaned and rested his forehead on her chest.

"Fuck, Fionna," he breathed.

She pulled his face up to hers and cupped his face as he hungrily kissed her lips. He lost track of himself and ended up rutting against her like a desperate horny teenager losing his virginity. He reached down and stroked the sweet bundle of flesh between her legs and relished as she moaned again and again. Each sound she made was louder than the last, and brought him higher by the second. Fionna felt the pressure inside her build. The feeling of his body and skin working and brushing against her made her uncontrollable. His lips kissed her jaw and trailed back to hers between her moans while his free hand groped her breast and squeezed her soft flesh. She was finally pushed over the top when he moaned and bit down on her lower lip. Her body froze and tensed up as he thrusted in to her, and her voice was caught in the middle of her throat.

He came just as she started to shiver from the leftover pulsating feelings then stopped moving to let the pleasure and heat roll through him. Marshall closed his eyes and bit his lip as the last of the feeling drained out of him, and then collapsed on top of Fionna with exhausted breathing. The blond was still catching her breath while he rested in her arms. They laid in silence, enjoying each others presence and warmth for a good ten minutes before Marshall softly and gently kissed each hickey he left.

"That…was…fucking…amazing," he murmured between each affection. She giggled and hugged him close.

"Yeah…" she agreed and ran her fingers through his hair. He looked up at her as she sighed and pressed her forehead to his.

"I'm so sorry, Marshall," she whispered. He gave her a sympathetic smile and kissed her.

"I know you are," he replied.

"I wish…is there anyway I could make it up to you?" She asked. He chuckled and reached up to cup her face. He stroked her cheek with his thumb and nuzzled against her.

"All I need is you, and your love to be happy," he murmured and held her close with his other hand. She smiled.

"I love you, Marshall…so much."

"I love you too, Fi. I'll love you forever," he hummed and closed his eyes.

"Forever is a long time. Are you sure you can put up with me?" She teased. He laughed and kissed her cheek.

"Absolutely."