In-Grave-ing Your Name On My Heart

Chapter 2

A/N: I'm literally writing this at 6 am, so all my editing for this story will be done when I'm not drunk on sleep... Just take what I'm giving you for now... 

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As morning neared, Marshall got up to cover the windows and set an alarm for his sleeping prince.

He got back in bed cheerily and snuggled back up beside Gumball, placing delicate kisses on the mark he'd left on Gumball's neck. He moaned softly in his sleep and Marshall backed off, not wanting to wake him. He tucked loose strands of Gummie's hair behind his ear, watching him for a few minutes before drifting back to sleep himself.

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Marshall stretched, knowing by the grogginess he felt as he opened his eyes that it was still early in the afternoon. A note was on Gumball's nightstand with his name on it, so he reached over and grabbed it. After wiping his eyes, he took to the paper again, eager to read the note Gumball had left for him.

Sorry Marsh,

I had a meeting this morning early so I had to leave you alone... but you are probably the cutest thing ever when you sleep. Your scary facade no longer fools me, Mr. "I-sigh-and-call-my-boyfriend-Gum-Gum-in-my-sleep." Don't try and deny it, Peppermint Maid had to wake me up and even SHE heard you say it. Good luck trying to get her to let you live that down.

Off to my boring meeting I go... I love you.

Gum Gum~

Marshall smirked, "Guess I'll just have to scare him into not calling me that again."

Marshall grabbed a new piece of paper and wrote:

Hey Gummie-butt,

I forgot about something back at home and caused myself to have a bit of an emergency on my hands. I had to leave on short notice (and don't worry, I used that sunblock you had made so my skin would at least be protected til I got to the forest.) Don't wait up for me, I'll probably come in late tonight, if I can at all. Sorry babes, love you.

I promise I'll make it up to you,

Marshall

Marshall smirked, "Oh, Gummie, I can't wait til tonight."

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"That stupid meeting took forever. I'm so sorry, Marsh," Gumball said, closing his bedroom door.

"Marsh?" He called, heading over to his bed.

"Oh, there's a note," He said, removing his royal attire for something more casual. He read the note silently before throwing himself on the bed, "Well, there goes my fun for tonight."

He retreated under the covers, hoping their warmth would bring him sanctuary while he awaited the return of his love. He had just drifted into sleep when he heard a noise.

He groggily tore his eyes open, before sleep dragged them closed again.

A chill went up his spine, like someone was watching him.

"Marshall, if you're creeping on me, quit it. You know I hate being scared." He sighed, inching the covers over his face. He hoped that if it was, indeed, Marshall, at least he could mask his fear.

Then, the covers flew off him and Gumball squealed, becoming frozen in fear. He shut his eyes tight, not wanting this to continue.

Suddenly something touched his neck and his eyes jolted open.

He reached up slowly and touched the cold spot where he felt he'd been touched. Sure enough, it was... wet? He gulped, "Oh, Glob, what is that...?"

Just then, something pinned his arms above his head and pinned his legs down, rendering him immobile.

"P-Please... don't h-hurt me," He stuttered.

Cold lips pressed against his as Marshall appeared, still anchoring him down.

"M-Marshall? It was you! You... You jerk!!" He yelled, struggling under Marshall's weight.

Marshall laughed and pressed kisses onto Bubba's neck, hoping it'd cool him down.

"So what 'plans' did you have for tonight?" Marshall asked, looking way too amused for Gumball's liking.

"You can forget about any fun now! You're so mean, Marshall..." Gumball cried, tears welling in his eyes.

"Awe, Gummie... Don't cry... I just wanted to get you back for teasing me this morning... I'm sorry," He said quietly, taking his weight off of Gumball.

Gumball seized the opportunity and wrapped his legs around Marshall's and grabbing his arms to pin him down instead. However, the action caused Marshall to hit his head on the headboard.

Gumball pushed Marshall's hands under him before making sure his head was okay.

"It's fine, just... surprised me a bit," Marshall smiled.

Gumball wrapped his arms around Marshall's neck and pulled him close, kissing him tenderly.

"I'm sorry, Marsh."

"Shut up and kiss me already, jeez," Marshall said, not wanting to be reminded of his throbbing skull.

Gumball kissed him again, this time, his tongue seeking entrance as it glided along Marshall's bottom lip. Marshall let out a soft hum as he allowed Bubs to explore.

"Mmm..." Marshall sighed, having wanted to have Gumball to himself all day.

Gumball pulled away and smirked, "now I'm going to bed, that's all you get!"

Marshall picked Gumball up with ease, Gumball's legs draping around his shoulders.

"Don't think that you really could pin me, Gum Gum," He smirked.

Gumball blushed, "Put me downnnn," He whined, suddenly feeling embarrassed.

"But you look so cute right now, Bubba. Why would I want to put you down?" Marshall mused.

"I won't make fun of you anymore, please Marsh?"

Marshall laid him down on the bed, leaving Gumball's legs draped over his shoulders. He kissed his blushing prince until Gumball relaxed, wanting Marshall to deepen the kiss further.

Marshall smiled into the kiss and got up, stripping down to his boxers.

"Now I'm going to bed, that's all you get."

"Ugh, Marshall, you are such a butt!"