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

28. Planning a wedding

Gumball: "I just think we should be married before the baby arrives" I signed yet another piece of paper; some council park thing.

Marshall: "so, you wanna get married, with the giant beach ball belly, and still look amazing?"

Gumball: "come on Marshall, be serious for globs sake!" I rested my hand on the bump beneath my shirt, which, despite having grown in size, was NOT the size of a beach ball.

Marshall: "Gummy it's okay. We'll plan this & make it as perfect as you could imagine. And we'll even do it before the baby arrives"

Gumball: I drop the pen I was using & stand up, walking towards marshall who was sitting on the edge of my bed. "Thankyou for understanding Marshall. I really do love you" I sit myself on his lap.

Marshall: "I love you too Gummybear" I wrap my hands gently around him. "So, let's ditch all the really formal traditional stuff, and get married in a week. We can invite our friends, and the rest of your kingdom. And just have a basic wedding, that way we dont have to spend months just picking the curtains."

Gumball: "okay, but dont think this gets you out of wearing a suit" I smile at him as he rolls his eyes.

Marshall: "Fine. But no tie, right?" I smirk at him, knowing exactly what he's about to say.

Gumball: "Suit AND tie, now wipe that smirk off your face already!" I prettend to be annoyed with him, but sadly it backfires and...

Marshall: I stopped smirking. I held Gumball's face gently, and I kissed him. Passionately. Getting rougher. I lay him back on his bed & at first he seems to be getting into it but then he breaks the kiss, pushing me back slightly. "What the fuck Gummy?"

Gumball: "Marshall no... I- I'm still not sure if this is such a good idea.. I mean... babies are super fragile, right? I don't wanna do anything to hurt our baby..." I feel so shy all of a sudden. Like when you know you've said something that probably sounded stupid.

Marshall: "It's okay Gummy. I get it. Don't be all shy... it's actually pretty cute." I kiss his cheek softly & sit up, trying not to let Gummy see the obvious tent in my pants.

Gumball: "sorry Marshmallow. I know it's frustrating not being able to do anaything... but it'll only be for a few more months... then we'll be a family." I sit up alongside Marshall, and put my hand around his waist from behind, resting my head on his shoulder.

Marshall: "yeah, it is frustrating, but I can wait. For you & the baby"
Frustrating is an understatement. if I was any harder, I'd probably be bursting out of these jeans. Fuck, I just wanna fuck him so hard.

Gumball: "Thanks Marshall. Now, don't think you can shift subjects. Let's talk about the wedding. Seriously this time." I already know exactly what I want to wear. But, I'm not too sure about Marshall...

Marshall: "okay; yeah, seriously this time. I'll wear the suit & tie. Proper shoes too." I tap my convers together like that scene from wizard of oz & hear the slightest little giggle from gummy.

Gumball: "And you seriously want to get married in a week?"

Marshall: "fuck yes, honeymoon sex..." I smirk at him, knowing exactly what he's gunna say...

Gumball: "no sex until I've had the baby. Don't be so cocky!" I playfully slap his arm, and he leans in for a kiss.

Marshall: I give him a quick peck on the lips, and then straiggten up again. "I just wanna marry you as soon as possible, staring our family off right. I love you"

Gumball: "seems like you've finally grown up." I smirk at him, dropping my serious attitude. "I love you too"

Marshall: "now for the fun part... announcing our engagement.... which means another night of formal bullshit." I internally sigh. And no drunk sex this time because he can't drink while pregnant, and won't even have sex with me. Ugh, the frustration right now is almost unbearable. I need sex dammit.

Gumball: "I'll have pepp set something up for tomorrow night to announce it. Then, in 1 week... we'll get married here in the garden of my castle. . . Exactly where my mother & father got married"

Marshall: "whatever makes you happy bubz." I kiss him on the forhead & he cuddles in under my arm. Sitting like this is probably the cutest moment of today... and I'm too horny to enjoy it.... damn. The next 20 weeks better hurry up. Then again, tomorrow's ultrasound should be able to tell us if the baby is a girl or a boy. Pretty keen for that... My thoughts are interupted by soft snoring.. "bubz".... I look down to see him sleeping in my arms. This is adorable....