CEO of Cute, Marceline and Cream the Rabbit

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In the bustling Candy Kingdom, where bright colors and sweet scents filled the air, Marceline the Vampiress Queen was busy admiring her new team-up with Cream the Rabbit. Their mission? To help Penny feel more confident and proudly own her unique style—no Banana Guard or misguided comment would stand in their way!

Marceline leaned over to Cream, flashing a sly grin. "Alright, Cream, looks like our friend here could use a little boost in the self-love department. Let's show her what a little bit of cute confidence can do, yeah?"

Cream gave an enthusiastic nod, clutching her little friend, Cheese the Chao, in her arms. "Absolutely! Everyone's different, and that's what makes each person special, right?" She turned to Penny with a comforting smile. "You look really nice just the way you are, Penny."

Penny blushed, clearly flustered by the attention but grateful. "Thanks, you guys. It's just... people don't always get it, y'know? Sometimes I just wish they'd see beyond... the outside."

Marceline chuckled, crossing her arms. "Oh, I get it. People can be pretty small-minded sometimes. But that's where we come in." She gave Penny a little wink. "You're rockin' a look that's totally you. And the trick is? You just gotta own it."

Cream chimed in, "Yeah! What matters most is feeling comfortable and confident in your own skin. Plus, a little support from your friends helps too!"

Penny looked at the two of them, her eyes lighting up with renewed determination. "You guys are right. I am who I am—no Banana Guard or anyone else is gonna make me feel small for it."

The three shared a triumphant smile as Marceline tossed her axe-bass over her shoulder, nodding approvingly at Penny. "That's what I'm talking about. Keep that vibe, Penny, and you'll have the whole kingdom cheering you on."

Princess Bubblegum gently knocked on the door came in.

Princess Bubblegum: Hello? I think I wanna say this is too much of wall of text when we just wanna see some making out!

Marceline: Princess Bubblegum? This is exactly why I love you so much. I think the same! Maybe we should get it on.

Princess Bubblegum paused in the doorway, a smirk pulling at her lips. She raised an eyebrow at Marceline's invitation, her eyes sparkling with a hint of challenge.

"Well," she said, crossing her arms, "you know I never say no to a... scientific exploration."

Marceline laughed, her fangs peeking out as she closed the distance. "Only you could make that sound so nerdy and still so cute."

Marceline moved in close, her cool, pale skin a striking contrast against Bubblegum's warm, rosy tone. She traced a light finger along Bubblegum's cheek, her eyes half-lidded as she whispered, "You always taste like sugar. That never gets old."

Bubblegum chuckled softly, wrapping her arms around Marceline's waist. "And you taste like... dark cherries. Just as intense as ever," she teased, leaning in.

Marceline gave a playful smirk. "Can't say I've ever minded being intense." She brushed her lips along Bubblegum's, a soft, lingering touch that quickly deepened, both of them lost in the warmth and connection between them.

"Marcy," Bubblegum murmured, her voice barely above a whisper as she pulled her closer, savoring each moment.

Princess Bubblegum: The only thing is you keep talking about it with no action! Check out my panties~ Maybe then you will taste my inner thighs?

Marceline's eyes widened just a bit, that signature smirk returning as she looked at Bubblegum with playful intensity. "Oh, so we're skipping the small talk, huh?" she teased, her voice low as she leaned in closer.

She glanced down, her fingers tracing along Bubblegum's waist as she whispered, "You know, all you had to do was ask." With a quick, mischievous wink, she gently guided Bubblegum back, leaning down with her own fangs lightly grazing along the surface of Bubblegum's skin, trailing closer with every playful touch.

Bubblegum laughed softly, leaning into the moment, her fingers tangled in Marceline's hair as they both let the world melt away around them.

Princess Bubblegum's panties were a delicate pink, decorated with lace edges that added a soft, elegant touch. A small bow rested at the top, right where the fabric met her waist. She slid the fabric to the side, exposing her skin, her cheeks flushing just a bit, though her eyes stayed steady, locked onto Marceline's with a blend of eagerness and anticipation.

Marceline, catching the silent invitation, grinned, her lips brushing against Bubblegum's inner thigh as she drew in closer, savoring the moment.

Marceline paused, glancing up at Bubblegum with a glint in her eye. "You sure you're ready for this, Princess?" she teased, her voice a playful murmur.

Bubblegum's breath hitched as she gave a soft laugh, her hand brushing through Marceline's dark hair. "I've been ready since you walked in," she whispered back, her fingers gently urging Marceline closer. "So quit teasing and... do your thing."

With a smirk, Marceline whispered, "As you command, Your Majesty." She pressed her lips to Bubblegum's inner thigh, trailing kisses upward, each one slow and deliberate, savoring the warmth and closeness.

Bubblegum sighed, her voice soft. "Marcy... don't keep me waiting."

Marceline's own panties were a deep shade of crimson, with a subtle black lace trim that hinted at her edgy style. A small silver bat charm hung delicately at the waistband, adding that signature Marceline touch. She gave Bubblegum a teasing smile, mirroring her movements as she slid her own panties to the side, inviting the same affection.

Bubblegum's eyes sparkled with a mixture of excitement and adoration as she leaned in, her fingers tracing gentle circles along Marceline's hip. "You look so good like this," she whispered, brushing a kiss against her cool skin. They shared a tender smile, their moments echoing each other, each taking the time to savor the closeness they'd both longed for.

Marceline chuckled, her voice warm and affectionate. "Guess we're both done with waiting."

Marceline: C'lmon, let's lick our clitorises!

Marceline, with her playful smirk, pulled Bubblegum close, her voice soft yet teasing. "Alright, Princess," she whispered with a wink, their shared laughter filling the room as they stayed wrapped up in the warmth and closeness they'd both been yearning for. Together, they reveled in the tender and playful moment, savoring each other's presence and affection, their connection deepening with each touch and shared glance.