You Make Me Space Bound (Eminem fanfic)

big strong marshmallow-edited

Marshall POV

"I- I love you London."

"You- do what?"

"I said I love you..." I trail off looking at the ground. I hope I didn't just mess things up.

"I love you too."

I jerk my head up," what?"

"I love you Marshall."

I trail my fingers down her cheek and wrap my hand around her neck and jerk her face to mine. I move my lips against hers; her hands grip my shirt and pull me inside. I turn her around and push her against the door, my hands slip to her love handles and squeeze.

She gasps and pulls away, "I'm sorry, for everything, I was just mad," I say as I try to catch my breath.

"It’s totally fine, I forgive you."

I push my lips against hers and bend my knees; I wrap my hands around her thighs. Now she's higher than me, as I wrap her legs around my waist. I push against her until there isn’t any room between us and I kiss her so hard I can feel a small pulse in her lips, and I'm finding it hard to breath. I turn around and stumble up the stairs as I kiss her and hold her. Kicking her door open and closed I drop her on the bed.

"Shit, baby, are you okay?" I gasp out making sure I didn't hurt her when I kind of fell on her.

"I'm fine," she leans up to connect our lips against but I pull away to take my shirt off. Her eyes trail down my chest and it's an amazing feeling when someone looks at you like that. "You're beautiful Marshall."

The amount that I love this girl sometimes hurts, and I want her so bad right now. I reattach our lips and run my fingers under her shirt and feel how soft her skin is, just as I go to take her shirt off my phone rings.

I groan and pull away; reaching into my pocket I pull it out and see its Hailie. Pushing the button I answer, "What’s up hails?"

"Hey daddy, Laney and I just picked up whit from moms, meet you at home?"

"Yeah sure," London's kissing my neck with her fingers digging into my bicep.

"Bye dad, love you."

"Love you too."

"Angel, you're killing me," she won’t stop kissing my neck. "If you don't stop I won’t be held accountable for the things I do to you."

I growl and pin her to the bed, her eyes grow wide and then a smirk grows on Her plump lips, "now, now Mr. Mathers, don't be naughty, or I can't be held accountable for enjoying those things." She pecks my lips before getting up, "besides you have to go meet your daughters."

"Actually I was hoping you would go with me...”

"You want me to meet your daughters?"

"Well yeah you're my girlfriend."

"I don't recall agreeing to that," she smirks and winks at me.

"Will you do me the incredible honor of being my girlfriend?"

"Of course! But only if I get to call you my big strong marshmallow. "

"Sure thing angel."