Chapter 5: Closet.
If she could just move her foot a little more she could position herself to see through the shutters. It was hard to move quietly when you suddenly stuff yourself in a closet of badly packed things in a sudden impulsive movement. The moans continue to grow, and she knows she has to be missing the best parts. Who knew Flame Princess was such a… Vixen. She can hear them, so close…
"Just… yea… like that!"
Just a little bit more, and yes, right here. Perfect in view, and the best scene. Finn, laying on top of Lacie holding her head in his right hand staring into her eyes like there is nothing else in this world. While the other hand hides deep between the two of them causing sounds and smiles of pleasure from Lacie.
"Just tell me when you want me to stop"
"No, no, don't stop. Please don't stop Finn."
The hidden arms move faster, and her breathing becomes narrow. Sparks periodically click from her body and she holds onto him tight, but he releases her grip. "Not all at once FP." He whispers. It's no mystery where he learned that from, at least not to Marcie.
He kisses the nape of her neck and caresses the tip of her breasts. She tries to hide her face with her free arms, but he grabs them and holds them above her head. Pinning them there with one arm, he kisses his way down to her chest again. She fights a little, but she knows she doesn't want to. She wants him to take over, and no matter how he was so easily able to know what she wants, she asks no questions and enjoys. He traces her with his nose, and carefully releases her arms which stay above her body. He puts a hand on her chest, where her heart should be, "Mine." She stares at him deeply.
He makes his way down taking all the time he needs to make every part of her feel special, disappearing to where Marceline can't see from the closet, but knows where he went. She begins to touch herself too. Flame Princess closes her eyes and gasps for breath like she emerged from underwater. Her hands tightly grip the sheets beside her which immediately unravel due to poor tucking. Every movement he makes she takes a breath of pleasure and does her best to restrain herself. He wraps his arm around her right leg and pushes the left one so her toe almost touches her face. Marceline tries to shift to see more but the best she could catch is the tip of his blond head lost in the treasures of her body. But watching her was enough. She gasped, and thrashed around the bed, pulling every sheet from its corner. She grabbed onto herself, onto her breast, putting a finger in her mouth just to keep herself occupied. Then finally she holds onto the bed tightly and let's out one more moan accompanied by his name, trembles in pleasure then relaxes. It seems our princess has had her very first orgasm.
Finn arises to see her face. "How was it?" He says to her, and she takes a few moments to herself to breathe before answering, "Why don't you find out?" She flips him over so now she is on top. She kisses him passionately until they come to an upright position. She steps off the bed and onto the floor where she gets onto her knees and guides his legs to the end of the bed. She kisses both his knees and looks at him. "Now it's your turn." But before she could even bring her lips to his prize, the clock turns to 6pm and a strong wave passes through the Land of Ooo. For a moment everything becomes a blurr, and suddenly Marceline falls out of the closet. But not alone.