When Gumball woke up it was late in the afternoon which he could tell by the light that was spreading into a warm orange color and soft light wise. He yawned softly thankful his stomach was calm, almost like normal but he could strangely feel twists of nausea in his stomach still. There was an arm around his waist, however, that rested tight around him and stroked his hip idly and black hair tickled his cheek where a cool cheek pressed against his overly heated neck and a cool breath tickled his shoulder.
He felt Marshall's body pressing tight to his back but it was comforting as he sighed out but those little twisting sensations were making a little clammy feeling sweep across his forehead and his palms as he sucked in deep, calming breathes not wanting to be sick, not in front of Marshall for it would keep anything from happening between them tonight and it's what he wanted-no craved to happen.
He felt lips pressing against his shoulder softly as the breath tickled up his neck and to the sensitive flesh by his ear as his cheeks flushed softly with pleasure but it was short lived for the nausea started to swell making his stomach twist and cramp, making him feel terrible when Marshall nipped the tip of his ear softly while his hand moved over towards his member but he couldn't will himself to move or respond as he tried clamping down tight on the nausea which seemed to swell and double.
"Gumball? What's the matter?" Marshall murmured into his ear when the nausea reached it's peak and he rushed out of the bed with a hand clamped over his mouth tight as he ran to the bathroom, nearly stumbling blindly as he reached the bathroom only to double over the toilet the minute he reached it, emptying the little food he'd managed to eat hours before that Peppermint Maid had brought him as tears pricked at his eyes.
He knew the tears were from the intensity of his body urging the contents of his stomach but also from a strange feeling of sadness that welled in him as the tears trickled down his flushed cheeks. He felt a hand lay down on his back and rub his tense back softly as he finished vomiting sucking in breathes as he flushed the toilet standing up on shaky legs with Marshall hovering behind him worriedly. He brushed teeth quickly then rinsed sucking in breathes, feeling sick still but strangely better.
"I'm sorry." Gumball found himself whispering as tears pricked in his eyes and Marshall gave him a lopsided, worried grinned as his red eyes bore into Gumball.
"It's fine, I forgot that you were sick. Maybe we shouldn't.." Marshall trailed off making Gumball tense as his violet met and clashed with Marshall's red ones, his spine fused straight as he glared.
He knew what Marshall was going to say. He would say 'Maybe we shouldn't fool around, have sex tonight.' which strangely angered Gumball and he felt happy he just brushed his teeth for he stepped forward to Marshall's figure throwing his arms around the vampire's shoulders pressing his lips up to Marshall's into a deep searing kiss that got his heart pumping and his member twitching and hardening with need against his sweat pants. He felt Marshall slowly returning his passion as his arms wrapped around the pink prince's waist tight pulling him tight against his form as their lips moved in unison, in pure hunger as Gumball's fingers dug into Marshall's shoulders.
Gumball couldn't say how he got to his room, but he really didn't give a flying flip about he did, all he cared about was Marshall laying over him, his legs wrapped tight around Marshall's waist as the sinful lips trailed down to his neck. He bit down gently sucking the color softly making Gumball moan when Marshall moved down pushing his shoulder up and Gumball took it off throwing it to the other side as he panted wantonly as he blushed deeply groaning when Marshall licked and bit down softly on his hard nipple which made his stomach jump lowly as he blushed and he groaned softly, his head turning to press into the blankets as his arms rested up above his head and he shivered when his sweats and boxers were pulled off, the cool air kissing his skin.
He moaned when lips feathered across his hip before finding that his legs were up by his shoulders, his legs spread as he gasped loudly blushing hotly when Marshall pushed into him rather immediately without a true warning and Gumball cried out from the stretching feeling though he was quite used to the feeling but it felt new each time they did it.
His fingers twisted and held onto the fabric of the bed beneath him as he bit his lip hard, not at all ashamed of how fast they were going and the pace that seemed frantic and crazy but he wanted Marshall in him, now now now. He cried out loudly when Marshall moved his hips in quick, rather short thrusts that made Gumball whimper and moan, feeling overwhelmed and insane from the wild feeling of lust, pleasure and desire pounding to a forbidden edge inside of him when he felt sudden nausea clamp down making him hiss in a breath.
'No no no! Not now!' He thought to himself frantically as a moan tore from his throat as Marshall panted quietly above him, but his body was taken over by a clammy, sickening feeling as his stomach tightened and twisted crazily.
He fought it down as he felt Marshall pausing above him as he swallowed hard but a lurch from his stomach had him gagging and he was faintly aware of Marshall sliding out of him, reaching over and tucking a small trash bin under his chin as his stomach lurched and he vomited once again. He felt Marshall stroking his hair softly as he gagged softly heaving slightly, making soft choking noises as his body ached from the intensity again and he felt tears trickling down his cheeks.
He felt fingers digging in through his hair near his scalp and Marshall was sitting down, his own boxers seeming to be on him magically as he pulled Gumball's head into his lap softly but Gumball got up wanting to get rid of the metallic taste of vomit in his mouth and he stumbled to the bathroom finding his own boxers had been slipped up and on as he brushed his teeth. Now, instead of the frantic, burning passion that had been bubbling and threatening to burn through him he felt a tiredness so deep it ached through him and when he crawled on the bed he found his head being cushioned in Marshall's lap and fingers moving through his hair again and a soft sigh.
"Bubba, you know I don't like doing this when you're sick." Marshall sighed out as he stroked Gumball's head softly by weaving his fingers through the pink prince's hair and Gumball felt guilt double inside of him, so much so that he didn't even bother correcting Marshall on calling him Bubba.
"I know but...I just want you. I don't want to squander the time we have at night by just doing this!" Marshall's eyes widened when Gumball's eyes welled with tears and he felt confused at the tears but could understand how Gumball felt as he brushed the tears leaking from Gumball's eyes softly.
"We have as much time as we desire Bubba. I could come to you in the day, we'd just buy you some black out curtains, or you come to my place all day." Marshall said smiling when he coaxed a little grin out of Gumball and he stroked his hair softly still and he then slid his hair down to cup his cheek softly looking down at the prince. "Why don't I steal you to my place, whether you're sick or not. Or do you not feel well enough for traveling."
"Honestly, I would like to go to your home but..you're right, I don't feel well enough for traveling." Gumball sounded tired now as his lashes drooped and his eyes shut softly. Before Marshall could get another word in the prince was snoring softly, just softly barely even there, as he relax and nuzzled his cheek into his hand and against his thigh making the Vampire King chuckle softly as he stroked Gumball's cheek softly. Adorable, is a word to describe the prince if Marshall had to use one. He sighed then smiled softly, promising in his mind, to stay until the sun came up tonight just for Gumball.
When Gumball woke up the next morning he didn't feel exactly sick like he was going to puke his guts up like he had been feeling the past five-well six days now and he sat up slowly groaning from his uncomfortable sleep position but he felt...bloated? He frowned as he stood up walking to the bathroom sighing out gently while his brows pulled together tightly and he walked to the bathroom shutting the door behind him walking to the toilet to relieve himself, his bladder nearly screaming at him it felt, when last night came crashing through his mind causing a hot, searing blush to rise to his cheeks.
He felt his his heart freeze in his chest before cursing under his breath lifting the toilet seat and relieved himself sighing softly, flushed and washed his hands then brushed his teeth per usual morning habits. He still felt bloated making him frown again as he pressed a hand to his stomach softly as he walked out of the bathroom opening the door and he pulled his regular clothes on frowning softly but ignored it turning to his bedroom door and opened it before walking out his shoes loud against the floor when Peppermint Maid seemed to come out of nowhere.
"How do you feel today, your highness?" Peppermint Maid asked as she looked at Gumball who smiled softly at her.
"I feel fine, kind of bloated but fine. In fact, has breakfast been made yet?" Gumball tilted his head softly smiling, his crown which he'd put on glinted lightly at the catch of light in the hall as he looked at Peppermint Maid.
"Of course," Gumball nodded them walked pat Peppermint Maid politely while Peppermint Maid seemed to be chew on a thought, hesitant about saying anything and just as Gumball reached the end of the hall she turned. "M-My lord? May I request something of you?" Gumball turned his head to look over his shoulder at her and raised a brow softly but smiled soft all the same.
"Yes you may," Gumball turned giving her his attention and Peppermint Maid sighed out before looking at Gumball again.
"I...I just thought I'd suggest you see a doctor or something of the sort, if you are sick. I mean, better safe then sorry right?" She braced for some sort of snap but Gumball smiled at her genuinely.
"I will think of your suggestion, but I think I'll be fine. It could've just been a stomach bug or even from my being in the lab too much." Gumball said as he smiled at her but she still seemed genuinely worried as she looked at the prince.
"Even so, will you maybe just-just think of going to a doctor? I-I don't mean to force you too! I just-I'm just worried for you is all." Peppermint Maid stuttered out as she looked at Gumball who looked back at her evenly, blinking his violet eyes at her and smiled a little less.
"Perhaps I will. Thank you, Peppermint Maid, for the suggestion. If you'll excuse me, however, I feel rather hungry so I should go and eat before this bug strikes back twice as bad." Gumball joked then turned disappearing before Peppermint Maid could say another word.
He frowned softly to himself as he walked down the hall that he turned down and pressed a hand to his bloated stomach, which still felt uncomfortable but his stomach, despite puking his guts out the past six days, he felt ravenous like he could eat any and everything. He sighed as he got closer to the scent of food, his lower lip finding it's way between his teeth for him to gnaw on softly as his finger pressed against his stomach softly. Maybe...Maybe he should got to a doctor.
He shook his head hard, shaking the thought away immediately, as he looked at his hand moving it from his stomach as the bloated feeling seemed to double just a bit, strange as it was making him clench his jaw tight a bit. No, he'd be fine as he said he would, it was just a bug and the bloating...well the bloating could be explained, he probably just at something that made him sick and bloated, he'd be fine and things would be normal so there was absolutely no need to call a doctor. Right?