In-Grave-ing Your Name On My Heart

Chapter 10

Marshall snuck Gumball into his room, opening the window with ease- even from the outside. He laid him down on the bed, undressing him from his dark clothing.

"I'm going to grab you some pajamas, okay?" Marshall whispered, kissing Gumball's forehead.

Marshall opened Gumball's drawers and made a face, "What happened to all the pink?"

"Oh, yeah... I forgot to mention that I went through a bit of a goth phase while you were gone... I don't have anything pink anymore," He said, sitting up.

"I just wanted things to change, I guess I went a little overboard with it all."

"We're fixing that first thing in the morning, Gumball."

Marshall took off his dirty clothes and grabbed himself and Gumball some pajamas.

He kneeled onto the edge of the bed, crawling his way slowly to Gumball- like a cat stalking it's prey.

"Marshall... I don't know if I can handle that again tonight."

Marshall's eyes glowed, even in the dark room, "You sure, Jawbreaker?"

Gumball flushed, I can't even keep up my alternate personality around him... Jawbreaker wouldn't blush at something like that.

Marshall kissed up his torso, "Wanna get cleaned up?"

Gumball looked at his arms and chest, the tattoos.

"Yeah, Peppermint might freak if she sees the tattoos."

"Well then I wonder what would happen if she found me in here with you."

"I doubt she heard us come in, she sleeps pretty heavily."

"I'm just making sure you know to keep quiet, Jawbreaker..."

Marshall bit Gumball's neck softly, making sure to lick the wound before moving down. He kissed his torso, licking at his tattoos.

"I will say, you look hot all tatted up... but my Gummie-butt is too innocent for things like that."

"I know, I just wanted-" Marshall crashed his lips into Gumball's, licking at the fake snake bites Cake made.

"Those are definitely hot," Marshall purred, kissing him again.

Gumball wrapped his arms around Marshall's neck, pulling him close.

"I missed you so much..."

Marshall pulled Gumball into his lap, "I missed you too."

Marshall looked down, avoiding eye contact with him. Gumball grabbed his chin and forced him to look at him, tears were running down his cheeks.

"Marshall? You okay? Did I do something wrong?"

"No," He sighed, wiping his eyes, "You're perfect, and glob, do you smell good... I just... I missed you so much."

Gumball smiled, pulling him close again.

"Let's get some rest, we'll shower in the morning."