The sweet kiss of death - a marshall lee x prince Gumball fanfic

15. long night

Gumball: "M-marshmallow!!" I giggled & jumped into his arms.

Marshall: "wow, Gummybear... I only left you for 10 minutes, calm down." I held Gumball bridal style in my arms. He just sorta launched himself at me when I walked back through his bedroom doors. he wasn't even wearing his suit anymore, just his boxers & no shirt.

Gumball: "where'd you gooo?" I flopped my head back against his chest. He smells so good. Like Apples & champaign.

Marshall: "told you before I left.... just had to go help peppermint maid clear out the last of the guests. It's kinda late you know." Wow. He's really drunk.

Gumball: "whatt?! Nahh, it's not that late is it?!" I nuzzled closer to Marshall. I am sooo happy. And wide awake. It can't be any later than 9 can it?

Marshall: "actually Gummy it is. It's 12:37 a.m" I kissed the top of his head lightly as he nuzzled into my chest.

Gumball: "Woah!! Nuhh no way Marsh, don't trick me." I looked at him in the eyes & he gave me a weird look.

Marshall: he looked up at me so confused & I just raised an eyebrow at him. "I'm not joking, Gumwad. It's late. And you're drunk"

Gumball: "nuh, I'm not!" I wiggle out of his arms & crawl back towards the half empty bottle of wine on the floor near my balcony doors. I gave up on walking when the furniture started moving into my way.

Marshall: "Gumball no more! Come on baby, it's time for bed" for a nerd, he sure drinks alot. But this isn't good. Trust me, you know it's a bad sign when MARSHALL LEE is the most sober one. I mean, seriously... there was a bottle of champagne out there & a bottle of wine. I drank half the champaign but Gumball drank the rest, and opened the wine. I havn't touched a drop of this bottle, and it looks about a qauter full now.

Gumball: "but marshyyyy!" I took a sip from the bottle & sat it in my lap again as he sat beside me. "It's not late! I'm not even tired yet!"

Marshall: "Gummy come on, you've had enough to drink tonight" I take the bottle & put it up on his reading desk. He leans against my shoulder as I sit back down. "You wanna go to sleep now?"

Gumball: "nahh. Let's have some fun Marshall!" I giggle at him & start undoing his tie.

Marshall: "now, that is tempting. But no." He needs to sleep. I sit him up straight & fix my tie.

Gumball: "ohh come on Marshmallow!!" I climb into his lap & sit down.

Marshall: "Gumball stop. You're drunk." He starts grinding into me, making an obvious tent in my pants. "Ahh fuck. No, not tonight"

Gumball: "oh come on, I know you wanna!!"

Marshall: I ignore the awkward & uncomfertable bulge in my pants & lift Gumball up into the air again, setting him down on his bed. I lay beside him hoping he will sleep.

Gumball: "hehhee, see I knew you would!" I lean over & start kissing Marshall's neck. He groans, clearly enjoying it.

Marshall: dammit he just won't stop. "Gumball, I won't do this tonight. Not while you're so drunk." I push him off before I get too carried away. The tent in my pants is even larger now & I would love to give him what he wants if he was sober. But sadly; he can't even walk right now so no.

Gumball: "awhhh. You're no fun!" I roll over onto my back & huff in annoyance. I slowly look back to Marshall & see him trying to adjust his pants. "Haah, see..... you do want it" I roll over & sit myself ontop of him.

Marshall: oh my glob, he is persistent. I can't even stop myself now. I reach up & kiss his neck, earning a soft moan from him. Then he starts undoing my tie again & throws it on the floor, starting on my shirt buttons. No, we shouldn't. But damn... no! I have to do the right thing.....I push him back slightly "Gummy... is this really what you want?"

Gumball: "Of course this is what I want. N-now, shutup & fuck me already!"
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A/N ooh drunk gummy! :p hah.
Soo, someone is a horny drunk! :X
anyways, hope you guys are okay with the late update & short chapter. I'm sorry :/
~Trin~