WARNING(S):

LEMONS WILL BE IN THIS CHAPTER! ANYONE UNDER 15 IS NOT ALLOWED TO READ THIS CHAPTER EXCEPT FOR ME! I'M NOT PLANNING TO BE SUED SOONER OR LATER!

P.S. DO BEAR WITH ME, FOR IT'S BEEN A LONG WHILE SINCE I WROTE LEMONS. SO...JUST...uh...JUST BEAR WITH ME, OK?!

.-.

As Finn walked out of the bathroom feeling refreshed, he sat on the edge of the bed and thought for a moment.

On a Tier Level, they we're close to Tier 15...Tier 14, to be exact (I have no idea...I gotta go through that with my boyfriend/husband or whatever soon... :l) and he thought about taking it to the last level. And there was no turning back.

Finn took a deep breath and turned to Marcy, tapping her softly on her bony shoulder.

"Huh?" she grumbled, and turned to Finn.

"Uh...I think we should talk." Finn started, sweat rolling down his face.

Marceline grunted and sat up, her blanket removed by her hand to reveal a see through nightgown that revealed a black lace bra.

Finn gulped visibly and a hot blushed crept up on his cheeks. "Uh..." he stuttered. "We should talk about...our future, ya know?" he said, nervously chuckling.

Marceline only gave him a confused look. "...you ok, Finny?" she asked, lifting a hand to his forehead before he grabbed it himself.

"Y-yeah!" he lied, "I'm f-fine. Perfectly fine. Better t-than ever..." he gave an uneasy chuckle.

Oh, why did he had to eat that blue strawberry that tasted like blueberries with a weird bottle of champagne?

...was he...was he feeling aroused a bit?

No, that couldn't happen to a hero like Finn the Human! Right?

Right?

Finn gulped and stared Marceline straight in the eyes before going slowly down her neck, lingering at her bite mark for a moment, before continuing his path to her small pale blue breasts that was held by her lace bra, down her smooth, flat stomach to the special area any man ever dreamed of at any moment they can get for free...

If only he can just rip them off and have his way with her...

NO! He wouldn't! Not without her permission!

In a relationship, you gain trust and other junk like loyalty and responsibility, right? Well, for Finn, he didn't know how Tier 15 was like, since Jake or anyone else didn't explain to him because of 'how young he was'.

Finn lingered at Marceline's special area and slowly began to drool until Marceline waved a hand in front of his face, snapping him back to reality.

"Finn...?" she started.

"Uh, Marcy..." Finn began, his face feeling hotter than ever.

"Yeah?"

"Hs anyone ever told...has anyone ever told you how sexy hot you look in that nightgown?" Finn purred, grabbing Marcy and wrapping his arms around her slim waist, his eyes hooded with his eyelids.

"Wha? Uh...no...?" Marceline said, a light blue blush creeping onto her face. "Finn, what did you do?"

Finn only raised a seductive eyebrow. "What? I don't know what you're talking about. Marcy, I just want to rip off that nightgown off your beautiful skin and have my way with you for eternity, 'cause you're just making my heart beat faster everytime I talk to you. I think you're the sexiest girl I ever met in my life."

"...uh...thanks?" Marceline said, very confused as of what was happening.

What was going on with our hero? Is he seducing Marcy? Something very strange must be very wrong here...

Now, we all think that Marcy would force the relationship, but instead, since Finn started it, he's kinda the leader of the relationship, in a way...

But this isn't Finn's usual self. What was happening?! What is going on?!

"Marcy...I wanna do Tier 15 with you."

"...Finn...I don't know. You sure about that? I'm not sure you want to lose your virginity..." Marceline stated, looking at the blanket before her face was pulled to Finn's.

"Who cares about my virginity? I just want to spend the rest of my life with you like this," he rasped in a low, hoarse whisper, soon taking his tongue and licking it against her neck, making her softly gasp. "I want to do Tier 15. Please?" he rpleaded in her ear, his hot breath tickling her pointy, sensitive ear.

Marcy thought for a moment and slowly nodded, looking up at Finn with a hint of lust in them.

Finn only smiled and brushed his lips against her lips, soon taking his tongue and licking it against her pale lips, only for her to open her mouth and have each other's tongues fight for dominance.

Marcy moaned in the kiss and snaked her hands to Finn's cheeks and cupped them softly, her legs going up and circling around his muscular waist.

Finn only smiled and broke away from the kiss to only lick his way slowly down her neck and down to the curve of her breast, lingering there before wrapping his arms around her chest and unlatching the bra strap, her blue boobs tumbling out of it, and Finn lifted her lace bra up and threw it somewhere in the room, leaning down and kissing her blue nipple, making her softly moan.

Marcy bit her lower lip and her hands latched onto his hair of golden locks like a magnet and softly pulled at his locks, making him softly bite down on her aroused nipple. Marceline gasped softly and stared at him, who looked back up at her with a lusty look.

Finn shrugged and took his tongue to lick at her nipple and soon began suckling on it like a newborn, his other hand busy with her other breast, pulling and twisting her nipple this way and that.

Marceline moaned loudly and pulled at his hair hard, making him grunt and take his other hand to rub it against her area, making her softly purr and gasp in frantic short breaths.

Finn applied a bit of pressure for a moment or two before pulling her black lace underwear down, revealing her triangular light blue organ (not sure about that...but...uh...pussy?) and her lips that covered the secret treasure. He took his finger and trailed it up her stomach, between her breasts to her mouth, and she licked at his finger until it was soaking wet with her slippery saliva, soon taking it away from her and rubbing his wet finger around her clit, making her clench her teeth and muscles, Finn taking his mouth and going to the other breast while his other hand played with the wet one.

Marcy moans in pleasure as Finn applies a bit of force on her clit, soon making her wet, and she arched her back until Finn pushes her down onto the bed.

"Stay," Finn rasped, his breath like a wind of cold air on her wet nipple, making her shiver. Finn gave a chuckle before lifting Marceline and taking her to the middle of the bed, him sitting at her entrance.

Finn grunted and took his wet finger and slowly inserted it into her vagina, making Marceline squeak like a mouse and balling up her sheet in her hands. Finn smiled and stuck a second finger inside of her, slowly pumping them back and forth inside of her...

Marcy only moaned loudly and started breathing in more short frantic breaths, making Finn smile more, and stuck a third finger, pumping all three of them at the same time until she began to lose herself. Soon, Finn pulled out slowly, her fluid a clear gel, and he stared at his coated fingers before he stuck them into his mouth, savoring the flavor, his tongue circling around his fingers. (I dunno how we taste like...as far as I've read in some situations, they can taste like honey or a warm spring under the silvery moonlight or something similar to that)

"Mmm...so tasty and warm like honey..." Finn rasped, and took off his boxers to reveal his mature manhood, and lifted his boxers to throw them somewhere in the room. He positioned himself and grabbed Marceline's hips, his manhood slightly rubbing against her wet entrance.

"You ready, Marcy?" he questioned her.

Marcy wasn't in her mind to speak words, so she could only nod quickly and sat up.

Finn smiled and reared back to only rock into her slowly in rhythm, Marceline soon rocking back in him, making Finn purr and latch his lips on the left side of her neck.

"Oh...Glob, Finn..." Marceline rasped after a moment or so, his manhood burrowing deeper into her until she thought he could reach her intestines, "...this feels so amazing...!"

Finn only laughed. "Alright. Since it feels so good...why don't I amp it up a notch?" he questioned, and pushed Marceline to the bed to only burrow deeper into her, making her moan loudly and claw at Finn in pleasure and a bit of pain.

Soon after a while of rocking, moaning, scratching and rapid breathing, Finn gave a soft scream as he exploded into a white, hot burst of blindness inside of Marceline, who only relaxed and released a clear, liquidy-like fluid onto Finn, who then laid back into the pillows.

Finn gave a sigh of relieve as Marceline climbed on top of him, and they both went to sleep in each other arms.