Shit, he really was hoping that he wouldn’t hurt the other. He was hoping that the lust that the other was floating on from the vampire bite would be enough to distract him from any sort of pain. After all, the last thing Marshall wanted was to hurt his boyfriend again. It was almost ironic, how Marshall wanted to desperately prove that he was a monster and deserved his title of Vampire King, but really he was so nice when it came to Gumball, to the point that he couldn’t imagine hurting the male. Marshall, despite all his teasing in the past, had never wanted to hurt the Prince at all. Call it a school boy crush - bullying to express one’s feelings.
He was about to apologize to the other, but it was hard to, when the other felt so amazing around him. That silky flesh that gripped and massaged his cock just right. The undeniable warmth that shot through his cold body, making him feel like he was on fire. The feeling was undeniably irresistable, the most addicting thing he’d ever experienced since the delicious taste of red all those centuries ago. He could barely speak - it was a good thing he didn’t have to breathe, or he would have lost his breath instantly.
But before he could say anything, he was locking red hues with dark lavender, and he knew that look instantly. It almost screamed, ‘You better start moving Marshall Lee, or I am going to seriously hurt you.’ Not that the other was capable of such a thing, but still…if looks could kill. “God, Gummy, that desperate for my dick?” He teased, fangs glinting as he smirked - yep, loving or not, Marshall was still a cocky asshole. He wouldn’t even allow the other a retort, instantly pulling out and thrusting forward.
It was an interesting feeling, to say the least, with the water sloshing around them. Nothing bad, just….interesting. He’d never had sex in a bath before. They’d almost had sex in a shower, but well. It helped him move without as much of a struggle, though each time he pushed in he felt like he was shoving in inches of water, probably making the younger more full than he already was. He groaned, burying his face in the other’s neck, tongue flicking out to lap at the sweet candy flesh. “Ngh….do you like that? Hm? Being filled with me?” Alright, so Marshall liked to talk dirty. All the time. Not just in bed. No big deal, right?
The prince was burning inside. His whole body felt as though they were drowning in flames and yet he felt no fear. No for the fire also brought ecstasy and he found that he would willingly let himself drown in the feeling of being connected with the vampire. There was suddenly no consequences when he was caught up feeling Marshall deep inside him. Just them and the bubbly water around them.
Gumball flushed in embarrassment at the other’s words, suddenly feeling very self conscious. He didn’t think he was acting that desperate… Was he? Mouth opening to give a retort, the words caught in his throat when the vampire pulled out before thrusting back, causing a loud moan to slip out instead. He couldn’t even register the sloshing of water around him as a series of moans fell from his lip, one muffled every now and then as he tried to bit onto his lower lip to silence them.
That was right. They weren’t at Marshall’s home or out on a hill. They were in his private bathroom, in the palace. There a better possibility of being heard and alarming one of his guards or maids. If they rushed in when they were doing this…. Glob. He couldn’t even think of what would happen when that gossip spread across Aaa. But, then again, he really couldn’t think. His boyfriend was moving in and out of him and he so hot and his mind so lust crazed, what else could he possibly wanna think about?
The whole candy princes body trembled and squirmed, clinging to Marshall as his nails raked down the vampires back. He felt that wicked tongue on his neck and his head tilted automatically to give the other more access to his pink, more like greyish in some spots, neck. The king’s words only caused Gumball to whimper in embarrassment, hips wiggling as they moved to meet Marshall’s thrust. “Glob…” He whined, back arching so his chest pressed his lover.
“Mother of glob, shut up and move faster.” Okay. Now Gumball would admit that sounded desperate but the heat was becoming too much and the sound of the water sloshing around them just sounded … surprisingly erotic to his ear. Lust only made him more greedy to feel more of his lover.