Bubblegum Pink and Sugary Sweet
Humans had many types of addictions: alcohol, food, video games, drugs, sweets, hobbies. Marceline wasn't human but she had one specific addiction she never wanted to get rid of. The sickeningly sweet taste that coated her tongue when she bit into Bonnie's neck and sucked. The two had a lot of time to make up for.
Sometimes they acted like on old married couple, cuddling while watching a dumb movie. Other times they acted like they were newlyweds in their honeymoon phase, unable to keep away from each other. Now they were doing the latter, making out on the couch.
Well it started with kissing only, now it was a bit more, with Marceline leaving gray dots all over Bonnie's neck. Marceline allowed it with grace, arching into her girlfriend's mouth, baring her neck for easier access. Sharp teeth found another pink spot, which was becoming increasingly difficult. In the wake of her kisses the pink was gonna vanish really quickly.
Bonnie wasn't one to fall behind. While she didn't move her head much to not disrupt Marceline's feeding. Her hands traveled from Marceline's hips up her back, lifting it up in the process. She was looking for something that wasn't there.
"Knew you couldn't keep your hands to yourself." Marceline smiled a toothy smile against her lover's neck. "You little pervert."
"Me? I'm not the one not wearing a bra!" The color in Bonnie's face came with such intensity that it returned the color to the areas the vampire had sucked from. Which made her pout.
"Man, you ruined my work." But she couldn't stay mad for long. Not when more opportunity to tease was right at her fingertips. Or more accurately, at Bonnie's fingertips. She grabbed one of her hand and moved them to her front. Bonnie gasped and her eyes widened when she thought it would stop over a breast. It didn't. Instead Marceline took two fingers into her mouth and sucked on them like they were her favorite candy. Which they were because they tasted like bubblegum. When they were wet enough she trailed them down her neck, against her bite marks, down her chest and her stomach, stopping at the waistband of her pants. "I'm not wearing underwear either."
Bonnie's mouth feel open at that statement. Her pink cheeks were now an almost crimson red. "Marcie… you can't tell me that and not expect the scientist in me to not want to confirm that fact."
"That's what I'm counting on." In a blink of on eye their positions were reversed. Thanks to her quick instincts Marceline avoided slamming her head into the couch. She giggled loudly as her girlfriend eagerly palmed at her pants, whimpering into her neck in disappointment when her fingers came in contact with the fabric of boxer briefs.
"You're such a liar." Bonnie pouted.
"Yeah. And here I thought you were gonna make an honest woman out of me. Instead here I am, corrupting you." She considered it an accomplishment.
With a chuckle Bonnie sat back on Marceline's thighs, "Marcie, I was fucked up long before we met." And even more fucked up after. They both were. In so many ways, some of which they weren't ready to face at the time.
"Can't argue with that. You and your fucked up genius mind." She pressed her fingers under Bonnie's sweater, "But you're sweet too. So I guess you're not all that bad. Just a bit. Lucky for you I happen to find bad girls extremely attractive."
"Oh do you now?" Bonnie grinned and leaned over her, fingers pushing just past the top of the boxers.
"I do. Especially pretty pink ones that taste like bubblegum. Which just so happens to be one of my favorite flavors." Her mouth almost watered when hr eyes saw Bonnie offering her neck again. "Bonnie." A shaky breath left her lips as her fangs punctured the soft skin once more. "You're damn addicting." She could feed only on the pink in her for the rest of time and she'd never get sick of the flavor. "Do you… wanna take this elsewhere? I'd like to drink from other parts of you." She winked, and once again the pink returned.
"Who's the pervert now?" Her words held no malice, only excitement and anticipation. Truth be told Bonnie was itching to get Marceline naked since this make out session began. Now that she offered Bonnie could safe herself some of her royal dignity.
Which vanished as soon as their clothes came off. The noises she made were befitting of a Princess.