Chapter 22: A Lesson
The urge to punch something was almost overwhelming. Her eyes were burning a furious red, her hair whipped around in the air. Hands clenched and she fought against herself to not destroy something in the pink room. Her and that–that human! No one really seemed to take into account that she could oh-so-easily suck Finn of his soul or tear him in two or rip his still-beating heart from his chest. Oh no…no one thinks about the all-powerful Vampire Queen when they go off…when they are all…flirty! She thought the word with such disdain that the light bulbs in the room glowed from off to impossibly bright before popping, small shards of glass falling lightly into corners and onto Bubblegum's desk.
Marceline looked at the ruined bulbs and screamed into the room, a sudden wind whipping wildly about, the noise from the party, Finn's party, drowning out anything she was doing. All in all, the evening had not been going well. Bubblegum had thrown Finn (another) party for some hero junk he'd done and of course, the boy had taken it as a confession of love or some such. As was the case, he had hung around Princess Bubblegum all night (and was probably still at it) and she had been…encouraging. Kissing him on the cheek and complimenting him left and right and hugging him and giving him those big smiles…those are my smiles. She's mine!
Marceline paced about, the resounding thud of her shoes hitting the floor causing a strange sort of satisfaction. And I've been up here for how long and she hasn't even noticed? True, they were in the in-between, sleeping together but not really together, but that didn't mean that Bubblegum wasn't hers. In fact, when she thought about it, it meant the exact opposite. Okay we may not be like, together like we were before, but her body is mine. And everything her body can give. Everything she can give belongs to me. Possessiveness had always been ingrained in Marceline from a very young age. But the Vampire Queen wasn't jealous of Finn the Human, oh no. She was never jealous, Finn had nothing on her. The Vampire Queen was livid. She was beyond mad. And it was Bubblegum's fault. And I'm going to teach her a lesson. I'm going to remind her who she belongs to. Who she's with…even if it is a weird tentative sort-of 'with'.
She didn't care if the affection Bubblegum had for Finn was for that of a little brother. The boy had been a thorn in Marceline's side for too long, as she was going to make sure that any and all affections, perceived or no, were going to stop. Marceline the Vampire Queen was in charge, this time around, and she was lumping well going to teach Princess Bonnibel Bubblegum a lesson she was never going to forget for years and years to come. The party had started at sundown and it was well past midnight when Bubblegum finally sauntered into the dark room. Marceline floated in the archway of the balcony, the moon back lighting her.
"Oh! M-Marceline! I was wondering where you were. You see I–" Bubblegum began. Before she could finish her sentence, she was forced back harshly into the door behind her, a gasp of breath escaping her as she hit. Marceline floated dangerously close to her, and Bubblegum knew better than to speak.
"Did you forget who you belong to tonight, Bubblegum?" She asked wickedly, the fire of lust and anger flamed by the sight of her lover.
"M-Marceline–" Bubblegum whimpered, but was stunted by a hand slamming forcefully next to her head against the door, causing another smaller gasp. It wasn't often Marceline turned so dominant, and Bubblegum hated to admit it, but the promise of what was to come made her quiver with very unladylike anticipation. Something dark seeped out of Marceline's hand and covered the door. With a dark chuckle, the shadow grabbed at Bubblegum's ankles and wrists, holding her firmly in place against the sturdy door. A lithe tongue snaked its way along the collar of her dress and up her neck, teasing masterfully at that spot behind her ear that made her go weak at the knees.
"Well, Bonnibel? Did you forget or didn't you?" Marceline sharpened a fingernail and dragged it slowly, teasingly down Bubblegum's front, tearing the dress down the center and revealing the skin between her breasts and her belly button. Marceline licked the long patch of pink flesh she had exposed, and Bubblegum squirmed and moaned helplessly against her shadowy restraints. The princess had never been this excited. It was embarrassing almost, but she was so willing to submit to Marceline, she cast modesty aside, the ache between her legs too much already.
"Marceline please–!" she gasped at the light graze of sharp fingers against her skin, the slight pain accompanying the scratches only furthering her haze of desire.
Marceline Reached under the torn fabric of Bubblegum's dress and pinched harshly at an already-hardened nipple. The candy princess cried out in pain and slight release, the one only exemplifying the other and causing a tidal wave of mindlessness to wash over her. She would do anything, anything, in order to gain her release, the need already far beyond overwhelming, the itch becoming too much. And she couldn't even pinch her legs together, held apart by Marceline's shadow as they were. "Answer the question." The vampire growled, "Did you forget whose you are?" She pinched again harshly.
"Yes!" Bubblegum managed to gasp out. "Yes I forgot! Forgive me!"
Marceline growled (yes, growled) and pulled away slightly. "That's what I thought…well I'm just going to have to remind you!" She said, and tore away the remains of Bubblegum's dress fiercely, eyes glowing demonic red, shreds of the dress littering the floor in haste. Bubblegum whimpered at the domination, at the force of it. Once she was naked, Marceline pulled back just to look at her. The embarrassment of just being looked at, so exposed in every way, made Bubblegum lower her head, only to have the shadow attached to the door wrap itself around her forehead and hold her gaze straight at Marceline. She was desperate, and the vampire had barely touched her. She knew that Marceline had a strange effect on her, but this Marceline, the angry, sexual goddess (or demon, as the case may be) was taking everything to a whole new level.
"Did you have fun flirting with Finn tonight?" Marceline asked, slowly beginning to undress. With every inch of skin revealed, Bubblegum fought as hard as she could against her dark restraints, grunting with exertion, all to no avail. She needed to get her hands on Marceline. "Answer me, Bonnibel." The vampire demanded strictly, pulling off he boots and pants, leaving only her undergarments on.
The candy girl was practically drooling at the sight, and, knowing better than to lie, answered, "Yes, I had fun tonight. I'm sorry. Please, Marceline, please!" she begged, pulling her body as far away from the door and as close to Marceline as she could, the girl having removed the last of her clothes. Moonlight filtered into the room. All of a sudden, Marceline was upon her, hand around her neck, squeezing not too tightly in power.
"And you thought you would get away with it?" she rumbled, her voice low and laced with outrage and lust. "Oh, no…tonight I am going to teach you a lesson, Bonnibel." She said, and bit harshly into a pink shoulder, draining its color. Bubblegum let out a yell of lust and want and pain and desperation all in one. She was close already, and Marceline hadn't but touched her twice. "Go ahead and scream. No one can hear you. Not tonight." The vampire smirked, dragging sharp fingernails along soft skin, leaving five slightly deeper red marks in their wake. She grabbed crudely at Bubblegum's chest and leaned in close as she massaged it. "I want you to beg me."
Moaning and gasping with every new move of Marceline's, breath panting and chest heaving, Bubblegum knew she didn't stand a chance. Abandoning every last reservation, she cried aloud, "Please, Marceline, please! I'm begging you! I need it! Please!" Sharp teeth nipped and sucked none-too-friendly at her neck, leaving their fair share of grey spots along the way. She strained against the ties.
Marceline gave one satisfying grind of her hips into Bubblegum, who cried out in ecstasy, and ceased her movements. "Need what, Bonni?" The vampire asked devilishly.
Bubblegum fell limp against the wall after that tease. Groaning as the desire was well on its way to becoming painful, she whimpered as tears sprung to her eyes. "I need it Marci. Please. I n-need you t-to…" Marceline looked at her expectantly, before biting into Bubblegum's breast in pain and draining some color. The candy girl couldn't take any more or she might very well explode. "I need you to fuck me Marceline! Please! Use me!"
Marceline's fingers entered her roughly, wasting no time. The vampire began pumping at an unrelenting pace bruising soft and delicate flesh as she went. "You're so wet for me, Bubblegum." She whispered, snaking a tongue along the ridge of an ear. Bubblegum was crying out in German and English and every other language and its tidbits everything she could thing of at the pleasure she was being given.
"Für sie! Für sie, Marceline! So good!" She cried out, thrashing as much as she could pinned up against the door as she was.
"That's right it is all for me. Remember that." Marceline said, feeling bubblegum begin to quiver around her fingers. She stopped her motions.
"No! Bitte lassen sie mich ausreden! Please let me come, please!" Bubblegum begged without ceremony. Marceline had all the power and the princess knew it; it had only ever been a matter of when and if the vampire would ever use it.
"You are not to flirt with Finn or encourage him at all." Marceline commanded, teasing cruelly at Bubblegum's entrance.
"I am not to encourage or flirt with Finn! I am not! I will not! Please let me come! Grod, Marci, I'm begging you! Bitte!"
Marceline growled again and said, "Appreciate your words, because when I'm through with you, all you'll be able to scream will be my name." And she plunged three deft fingers into the willing candy girl. A few more pumps and a curling of her fingers just so sent Bubblegum screaming over the edge.
"Marceline!" She hollered full force, the sheer power of her orgasm sending lights behind her shut eyes. She was seeing spots as the shadow melted from the door and she sunk to the floor, quivering and shaking in little aftershocks of pleasure. She groaned breathily, trying to catch her breath, but Marceline yanked her up off the floor and tossed her unceremoniously over her vanity desk, papers and pens and ink and hairbrushes flying everywhere, the desk itself scooting back at the force.
"Oh I'm far from done with you, Princess." Marceline seethed. Bubblegum clung to the desk for support, afraid of falling without it. A moment later, the vampire was back, clawing at Bubblegum's ass. "I brought a little something from home, Bonni. A little toy." The candy princess groaned as something that was definitely not part of Marceline teased at her entrance. Mini-orgasms still shook through her body, and she wasn't sure if she could handle that, of all things. Marceline, however, thought otherwise, and plunged the strap-on all the way into Bubblegum on the first go-round, knowing her to be more than ready. She immediately started an unrelenting pace, slamming harshly into the candy princess, the pain only adding to her pleasure.
Bubblegum was screaming at the top of her lungs for her lover. "Grod, Marceline! Mehr! Harder!" The vampire yanked her hair gratingly, forcing Bubblegum to look in the mirror at herself as she was pounded into again and again with super human speed and force by her lover. Marceline raised her left hand from Bubblegum's hip and brought it scathingly down her back, scratching her along the way.
"You belong to me. You're mine." She said, wrapping that same hand around Bubblegum and rubbing furiously at the girl's clit.
"Ich bin dein! I'm yours! I'm yours!" Gasps and grunts and cries of intense pleasure filled the room and all at once, Bubblegum found herself cast into ultimate pleasure once again, crying out into the room. Before the girl could even register what had happened, she was on the bed with Marceline's face planted directly between her legs. Her second orgasm hadn't even passed yet and Marceline's talented tongue was working in her and around her and over her. Bubblegum managed to entwine one set of fingers through masses of hair while her other hand rest over her mouth. Strong arms held her hips in place as Marceline's long tongue entered her and pressed spots in her she didn't even know existed. Everything was Marceline, she was everywhere. On her, in her, around her. "Marceline…Marc–e–li–ne!" She screamed, as her third orgasm of the evening sprung on her unsuspecting body.
But the vampire hadn't stopped, hadn't even slowed down. "You're so sweet…" She mumbled, and reached a hand up to palm Bubblegum's breast. The princess' whole body was tense with pleasure as Marceline continued her expert movements. "Marci…Marci…es ist so gut…Marci…Marci!" she shouted, as her ever-building pleasure stacked another orgasm on her body. She was reaching height she hadn't ever known before. Next thing she knew, she was riding Marceline high up on her wall, the vampire pounding relentlessly into her with the strap on. Bubblegum's arms clutched Marceline desperately as yet another orgasm hit her full force. She was beyond words, beyond screaming. She repeated her lover's name like a mantra, over and over, as the girl didn't stop, but almost seemed to speed up at the latest breach of pleasure.
Bubblegum didn't know what part of the room she was in or how the two of them were. All she knew was orgasm upon orgasm wracked her body. At last, she registered the two of them were on the bed, Marceline still going at it, gasping and reveling in every inch of Bubblegum's body. "No…more…" Bubblegum managed. "Cant…Marci…no…Marceline!" She screamed, and went utterly limp; head lolling around, her body floating off to a plane of ecstasy previously unknown to her and (probably) any other being. The vampire had indeed stopped, and removed the strap on to lay next to Bonni as she drifted in and out of whatever world Marceline had sent her to.
"I told you all you'd be able to scream was my name." The vampire said teasingly, the anger still tingeing the edges of her words. "You will not flirt with Finn. You are mine." She repeated.
Bubblegum just repeated over and over, "Marci…Marci…" Before her body succumbed to complete and utter satisfied exhaustion.
A/N
Well then...yeah. So this one is from AlexandraAuditore, Mnemosyne, and Silenthill (who seemed very embarrassed). Alexandra wanted a Dark Shadows crazy wild love making and Mnemosyne and (am embarrassed) Silenthill wanted Marceline being dominant in bed. So...there. You. Go. Yup, this is a children's show.
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German: Für sie=for you, Bitte lassen sie mich ausreden=please let me finish, Bitte=please, mehr=more, Ich bin dein=I'm yours. (according to Google)
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