Chapter 34: Satisfaction

Bubblegum was taking advantage of the early evening darkness. The sun had long since set, and, as it were, the night was still young. This proved to be in her favor, and she thanked Mother Nature for the relief from well-past-midnight trysts. In fact, as she stood arm-in-arm looking at a collection of weather-torn books from glob knows where with Marceline, it was most likely only six o'clock. While Marceline stared idly off, not too fond of old things, Bubblegum couldn't help but pull her in closer, barring herself against the chill of the air, and reveling in the fact that she could, indeed, for three or four months of the year, shop with her vampire.

As she picked up a particularly water-logged and indecipherable tome, plotting ways to restore the beaten text, she heard Marceline gasp. "Shit, shit, shit!" the vampire mumbled, turning around and diving behind Bubblegum, as though the girl would shield her.

"What?" Bubblegum inquired, "What is it?"

Marceline, dodging and diving with the girl's moving torso, caught her eyes briefly and hissed, "It's Ash. He's just walking right down the fucking street!" Bubblegum's eyes widened as she put the book back on the pile and began to turn, only to be stopped by Marceline yanking her back around, facing away from the approaching boy. "No don't look! Maybe he'll just walk by!"

The candy princess raised her eyebrow. "I hardly think he'll miss us. I'm a bright pink candy princess." She stated teasingly. Just then, a slick voice sounded over her ear.

"Well, well, well…if it isn't the Candy Princess…and Marceline!"

The vampire moved next to her girlfriend and tried her best to fake a smile, which ended up looking more like a pained grit of agony. Bubblegum herself did not even attempt the formality, and glared at him outright. Over the years since his mention, the candy princess had deduced exactly who Ash was, exactly what he had done, and exactly the nature of his relationship with Marceline. And she didn't like it. She didn't like it one bit.

She took in his appearance and, while similar in style, she could never fathom Marceline's attraction to him. He had three wisps of hair that hung unkempt over his shoulders and head (something she assumed he thought was cool) and the outfit he wore was dungy, black, scraped up and, she wagered from the smell, unwashed. The conclusion had been made that Marceline had been going through a phase when she made the poor decision of 'dating' the boy.

"So…It's true then! The Candy Princess and the Vampire Queen…" He leaned in close, his rancid breath killing the air. "How could this girl ever satisfy you the way I could, huh, Marceline? Face it; I'm the best you are ever going to have. Now…why don't you stop all this stupid frolicking about with mortals and come back with me." He whispered into her ear, inaudible to the princess.

Marceline stepped slightly in front of the candy girl and shoved him away. "Back off, ass hole!" she growled, teeth growing sharp and eyes burning red. Bubblegum, sensing danger, placed a comforting hand on the vampire, calming her down. The princess breathed a sigh of relief, as Marceline exhaled a trail of fire and stopped shaking. "Sorry, Bonni…" She muttered.

Ash laughed. "Oh-ho-ho! I see you've managed to train the devil! Always had a rough time of it, myself. The only thing she was ever good for were her sandwiches. She was always in the kitchen for me, rightly so, too. Anyways, pinky, now she's all trained up, I'll be taking her back. There's no way you could ever satisfy her needs." He scoffed.

Now, what he didn't know was that Bubblegum, over the course of his little tirade, had grown more and more irate. She'd been displeased with him from the moment he walked up, and all this nonsense about treating Marceline like some sort of animal had frayed her edges. But the coup de grâce was when this boy, this wizard, this ex had the audacity to accuse Princess Bubblegum of being unable to satisfy her vampire. Really it should have been no shock whatsoever when Ash got punched square in his face, a sickening crack echoing down the lane as his nose broke. However, as it was the Candy Princess who had punched him, it came as quite a shock indeed.

He fell down, completely knocked out, the flow of blood staining his stupidly white hair and her knuckles burning with the fiery passion of her anger (really it was pain, but the metaphor sounded better in her mind). "Come on Marceline…" The Princess growled at the awe-struck Vampire. "We're going back to the castle." Oh she would show him who could satisfy who. The vampire floating next to her didn't know what was coming.

She raced them both through the kingdom streets, through winding hallways, and directly into her bedroom. When she paused, just as the door closed behind them both, Marceline gave an awed laugh. "Glob, Bubblegum I didn't know you had it in you! Seeing you do that was—" Her words were cut off by a ferocious kiss, and she let out a small sound at the shock of it.

As Bubblegum's tongue demanded entrance to her mouth, and gained access, the vampire girl's knees turned to jelly. The only thing holding her against the door was the angry grip of pink hands on her waist. She clung helplessly to the girl in front of her as she was taken for all that she was worth. Bubblegum nipped and tugged at her lower lip before descending, all teeth and tongue, down to Marceline's bite mark.

The vampire girl, for her part, was already in a haze of arousal, the kiss having sent her far past the point of being ready. She could feel her skin bruise with the force of Bubblegum's aggression as hot breaths peppered her neck and ear. Hot with arousal and sticky with the sweat of anticipation, Marceline could hardly force a whimper to pass her lips, the candy girl's ministrations stacking one on top of the other cutting off all sound in place of sheer pleasure. Gasping breaths and silent moans left her mouth.

The candy girl growled with determination, and ripped Marceline's shirt open before palming roughly at Marceline's already-too-sensitive breasts, shoving her own hips forward to support the weight of a girl falling in ecstasy. Bubblegum slathered uncontrolled bites on Marceline's collarbone and decided that holding her up was restraining her too much. She grabbed the vampire by the torn edges of her lapels and turned her around from the door to let her fall her painfully to the floor.

It wasn't a moment before insistent hands were replaced by an eager mouth, as Bubblegum teased Marceline's nipples. Marking her, claiming her. It was to the satisfaction of the candy girl herself that she was doing what she was doing, and as Marceline pitched her body around as painful waves of desire washed over her, she was emboldened ever further. Wrapping lips wholly around a grey nipple and teasing all the area around it with her tongue, she gave the vampire a moment before biting down hard enough to draw blood.

A scream erupted into the room, the first real sound Marceline had made, and Bubblegum was sure (so sure) the girl below her had come. Unwilling to let the fuzz of arousal she herself felt deter her, she licked a trail from Marceline's navel to her neck, leaving a trail of saliva in her wake and savoring the salty, sweet, electric taste of Marceline on her tongue. The vampire gasped breaths, breaths that silently begged for reprieve, for a moment of rest, but Bubblegum was having none of it. She hastily let practiced fingers unbutton and pull down skin-tight jeans and underwear just far enough to put her hand exactly where she wanted it.

The candy girl grinned at the feeling that greeted her. Marceline had come, no doubt soaking through her panties and pants to boot. Her arousal was dripping down her thighs and now on to the floor as she panted. Wasting no time, she plunged three fingers into Marceline, setting a fast and furious pace as though she would never be satisfied. The vampire seized, mouth opened in a silent scream, and Bubblegum's hand was flooded with the evidence of her pleasure. Still unsatisfied, she hoisted a limp Marceline up and onto the bed, yanking off the boots and practically tearing the jeans away; she moved her head between trembling thighs and licked fully up the vampire girls flooded arousal.

Bubblegum hummed in appreciation of Marceline's taste, and thighs clenched around her head in protest. The candy girl, knowing surely Marceline was far too sensitive for more, didn't stop at all, but only increased her fervor as she gripped the vampire legs, digging fingers into sensitive flesh. She plunged her tongue as far into the girl as it could go, curling it and licking at every inch of Marceline she could manage.

Wanting to taste more, have more, she wrapped her lips around and engorged clit and sucked without any mercy. As the Queen let out a strangled, half-noise from the back of her throat, Bubblegum licked and drank all that Marceline's latest orgasm was giving, coating her nose and lips in sticky arousal, eyes rolling back in her head from appreciation and she hummed.

As the last jolt of pleasure shook Marceline, the groans emanating from the vampire were enough to convince an unsatisfied Bubblegum to stop. Surely anymore at that point would just be painful. As she bit and kissed an angry trail up to Marceline's mouth, she growled at the limitations of the body. She didn't want to be done with her, she wasn't done with her. She kissed the vampire angrily on the mouth and plunged her tongue in, forcing the immortal to taste herself as retaliation for the body below her being unable to continue.

She resigned to nipping and sucking at Marceline's neck until she recovered enough for her to continue. "…Hot…" The vampire croaked.

"What?" she asked, voice leaden with desire for more from the girl.

"Seeing you—ah! Do…do that to Ash…" she cried out as a particularly fierce bite marred her flesh at the mention of his name, "was…h-hot…" As her breathing evened out slightly, Bubblegum smirked into the vampire's neck, and began her pursuit to get it raggedy and uneven once more.

"Wait! Wh-what about you?" Marceline managed, gasping through the sentence

"Oh…I'm not through with you yet…"

It was left utterly indisputable that Princess Bonnibel Bubblegum of the Candy Kingdom of Ooo was most definitely able to satisfy every need and every other need of Marceline the Vampire Queen of the Night-O-Sphere.

A/N

On the first day of Smutmas, my Fanfic gave to me
A little bit of Misogyny

Welcome to the 12 days of Smutmas.

Requests for Dom Bonnie: SpecialAgentOso, SatinBtweenLinez, Guest. Request for exes: Z-King, Marceline 3er. Smut: Renbird (Was this good enough?)

Happy Holidays,

JD