Listen To My Undead Heart (Gumlee)

So It Begins

Sorry for the wait.

Marshall held my hands in his. He rubbed his thumbs around in circles and smiled at me gently. He sighed and looked down, shaking his head.

"What? What is it?" I questioned. He glanced at me through his bangs and my heart swung.

"I can't believe you actually want to do this," he paused and lifted his head once again. "that's all." I began blushing furiously. I could feel the heat stretch all the way to my ears.

"W-why are you so surprised?"

"Because you're so formal! I never would of imagined Prince Gumball to be so..." he pulled my closer and whispered in my ear. "naughty."

And with that, he began kissing down from my ear onto my neck.

"Marsh-" the vampire reached up and placed a finger on my lips as he shooshed me against my collar.

"Don't talk Bubba..." he breathed heavily. "just relax."

His breath was hot and sent shivers down my spine.

"Marshall..." I began again, trying to avoid biting my lip. He once again tried to distract me only this time he pressed my body up against the white wall of his home. It was cold but Marshall was so warm...

"Gumball I swear to god if you try and stop me now..." I could hear the shakeyness in his voice. Damn, he really didn't want to stop. Or maybe, he couldn't.

I began blushing incredibly hard at that thought.

I felt the vampire's hands find their way under my shirt and slide across my stomach as Marshall kissed me softly. His finger tips tickled my sides and I couldn't help but giggle. He didn't stop. Soon I was on the floor as Marshall tickled me non-stop.

"Marshall! Cut it out you dingus!" All I got in reply was a deep hauntingly sexy laugh.

"No way babe,"

"I thought you were the one that wanted to do this," I teased him.

"Well..." He paused and his face burned. "I do. But, its so different if its with you."

"How is it different?" I raised an eyebrow at his response. Marshall looked uncomfortable but in a cute innocent way.

"Bubba I don't want to talk about it right now. Not when I have you like this..." He breathed out the last part very attractively. That's when I noticed, Marshall's legs were pinned at my sides and he sat against my stomach. Before I knew it marshalls lips were against mine, moving softly. His hands trailed against my torso.

He tugged on my shirt and began to slide it from my body. His breath was hot against my bare chest as he kissed down my stomach, ending at my pants line.

I held in the whimper I wanted to make and just settled for watching his face. His cheeks were red and his eyes were closed. His eyelashes looked so fragile. I wanted everything to stay like this.

"Marshall... Come on already..." I groaned at him. He just replied with a smirk and a tug at my pants.

"Of coarse, your highness."

****