AN: Update. I added lube. Never forget the lube kids.

With a soft thud Gumball landed on Marshall's bed, causing several crumpled pieces of paper to fall off. While Marshall kept showering him with hot kisses, he could see Gumball trying to reach out to one still on the bed, slightly confused by the sheer amount of paper he was lying on. But quickly Marshall slapped the piece of paper out of the prince's hand.

"Only look at me", he grumbled in a lustful voice as he looked up from the collarbone he was marking, "only me." Marshall sucked at the tender flesh in front of him and the slight sting made Gumball close his eyes. Soon the shower of kisses rained once again down on the pink boy's face, distracting the prince from inquiring any further.

Gumball sighed, but seemed to easily give in to Marshall's mesmerizing lips and skilful tongue that apparently had the ability to make his brain melt. Marshall could feel the skin underneath him become hotter with every touch, and he hungrily traced a trail of kisses from the nape of Gumball's neck to his jaw and back.

It's not enough, I need more of you. Show me even more.

He searched for the hem of the prince's shirt like he had done last time, and his bandaged hand slid under it again. How different it felt this time, now he could actually enjoy the feel of skin without having to struggle with guilt. Silently he cursed the wrapping because they prevented him from feeling Gumball even more directly.

At the first attempted stroke Marshall felt Gumball ever so slightly tense, but it had more to do with the anticipation of what the vampire was going to do than with fear of it. Gumball's eyelids were still tightly shut, as if he was trying to solve a terribly difficult puzzle. And for Gumball, the vampire understood, it was. Having all these intense sensations suddenly thrown at you surely was puzzling. Even Marshall could hardly fathom what was happening right now. He had never experienced something like this. Never before had he felt so alive.

"Gumball", he whispered, sounding almost begging, "look at me." One bandaged hand touched the pink cheek, softly caressing it while Marshall patiently waited until the prince hesitantly opened his eyes. With one look Marshall tried to convey this whirlpool of feelings currently residing within him.

It's okay.

I know it's confusing and you're feeling like you're going insane.

I'm scared too.

A flicker of recognition lit up in the prince's eyes before slowly closing them again. The muscles beneath Marshall's hand relaxed, and the frown had disappeared from Gumball's face.

With every inch, more exposed, deliciously soft pink skin came into sight. Slowly his hand made it all the way to Gumball's chest, where it sought out one of the two dark pink coloured nipples. In a circular motion the vampire began to tease it, all the while attacking the boy's lips with kisses in the same teasing manner. Excited by the unfamiliar stimulus, Gumball let a soft moan escape his lips, unsatisfied with the sluggish pace of events. Before he had completely registered the sound Gumball was able to produce, Marshall got pulled in again for a deep and lingering kiss.

It was clear to the vampire that this time, the pink prince wanted him too. A second hand made its way down and started caressing the building pressure in Gumball's trousers. Both their breaths grew even heavier, the candy prince's cheeks flustered with the darkest pink one could ever imagine. Marshall felt his own desire rise with every kiss, every stolen glance at the prince's face.

The dark-haired vampire pulled Gumball's shirt over his head in between soft kisses. With a slight grin he came closer to the pink boy's chest and started sucking and licking the sweet, sensitive flesh. Hickeys covered the upper part of Gumball's body like flower petals, a deep red against light pink skin.

"Truly a work of art", Marshall thought distractingly, as he gazed at his masterpiece. Gumball could do nothing but lie there, overwhelmed by sensations formerly unbeknownst to him.

At the sight of his adorable lover whimpering, Marshall bit down provokingly on the hardened nipple, noticing the sweet cries the prince was now uttering. He grabbed Gumball's face and forced him to look the dark-haired vampire in the eye again. Reluctantly the pink boy gave in, embarrassment mixed with desire clearly displayed.

An unsettling doubt crept over Marshall as he finally realised what they were doing. If they continued, they would pass the point of no return. Everything would change. "Try to think with your head and not your raging boner for a second, Marshall Lee", his brain tried to tell him.

Are you not jumping to conclusions too quickly? Maybe Gumball is just getting swept up in your pace, and when he realises this is a mistake, it will be too late.

He needed to be absolutely sure. He wanted this, he so badly wanted this. But what about Gumball?

In between ragged breaths, Marshall asked him in a whisper: "Are you absolutely sure about this Gumball? Because if you don't say it now, I won't be able to control myself." Part of him wanted the prince to stop him, because he really did not know what to expect anymore.

What if I hurt you again?

Gumball had noticed Marshall's doubt and resolutely caught the dark-haired boy's face in between his hands. A loving voice answered him: "I am," before gracing him with the most beautiful smile the vampire had ever seen.

It was infectious and soon he caught himself smiling at well. "I love you, Gumball", he sighed.

Instantly Gumball got a deeper shade of pink. It should not be possible to be blushing even deeper than he already did, but somehow he managed.

"I-I-…" the prince stuttered, trying to collect himself. Desperately he tried to look for the right words, but it seemed like an impossible task, given the fact that his brain had turned into goo some time ago.

Marshall gave him a quick peck on the lips. "It's okay, I know what you're trying to say." He nonchalantly shrugged, his eyes squinting as he encouragingly smiled at Gumball.

But Gumball shook his head resolutely: "No! I need to say this. Just… just give me a minute to collect myself." He took a few deep breaths, then put his arms around Marshall's neck. Pulling him closer, he whispered into the vampire's ear in a stammering voice: "I love you too, Marshall."

A whole choir of angels could not have sounded lovelier than those words dropped from adoring lips.

They pulverized the doubt that had taken control of Marshall and once again fuelled his desire, now burning stronger than ever before.

Carefully, but with resolute movements, he pulled off the remaining clothes obstructing Marshall from admiring his lovers body, when he felt how another pair of hands started doing the same to him.

"Gumball-" he began, but the other silenced him with a chaste kiss on the lips. "I'm the same as you Marshall, I can't wait anymore."

He could see the passion that filled the prince's eyes and he understood, because he felt exactly the same. Marshall could barely believe any of this was more than a dream, a dream he never wanted to wake up from. Lips sought each other again as hands slid downwards.

Gumball gasped when he felt how Marshall took a hold of his heated member. It was strange, someone else touching it, but at the same time so much better.

"Not only me", he moaned as he returned the favour. Surprised he saw how Marshall closed his eyes while Gumball stroked him, getting lost in the divine feeling. Marshall growled in pleasure, canting his hips to urge Gumball on.

"Faster", was the only thing he could exclaim before returning to the feeling of ecstasy. Gumball brought his and Marshall's together, now rubbing against each other in a messed up rhythm. They didn't care. All that matter was the feel of each other and the promise of release that was so long denied.

Hands caressed skin glistening in sweat, blood pumping, panting breaths – it was too much to handle. Marshall's patience had run out, he craved to become one with the prince, to be even closer to him. He stopped moving before they could climax, and Gumball stared at him, truly unsatisfied.

It made him snort, he never thought he would ever see such a look on Gumball's face. It suited him, those pouted lips inviting him to tease. But not now. Now there was a burning urge to take care of, before it consumed him whole.

"Gumball, I'm so sorry but I don't think I can be gentle."

The other boy quivered at those words, but nodded, eyes closed as to experience the feeling even more. Making sure Gumball was comfortable, he took out a bottle from the drawer of his nightstand. It had been a while since he last had had a use for it, and with it came back all the memories of self-pleasuring himself while fantasizing about doing a certain prince.

A prince that was currently laying before him, legs spread a little so Marshall could position himself between them.

"You are beautiful", Marshall whispered as he took in the sight of the other boy, sprawled out and panting.

A thoroughly lubricated finger circled around the entrance of Gumball, before slowly pushing inside. The foreign feel of it made Gumball shiver, but he managed to supress it. He didn't want to scare off Marshall now. Experimentally Marshall wiggled it around for a bit, and Gumball could feel how it pushed against the walls on the inside. It was a slightly uncomfortable feeling, but after a few more minutes of prodding and pushing, he grew accustomed to it.

Then Marshall added another one, and soon after a third. Despite the feeble burn he felt from having his ass stretched out, Gumball found the sensation quite pleasant. Marshall was reviving his hard-on at the same time, stroking it lightly.

He sighed: "Marshall, why are you moving your fingers like that?" He was getting fed up with the slow pace of things, unexplainably aching for something more, but Marshall just kept on rubbing around.

It looked as if the vampire was looking for something.

"Just wait", Marshall smiled, "I'll find it soon en-"

A jolt coursed through Gumball as he felt an intense surge of pleasure as soon as Marshall fingers hit it.

"Oh god", he muttered, "do that again".

Marshall started to thrust his fingers in and out, occasionally hitting the spot that sent Gumball into overdrive. The intensity overwhelmed him, even more so when Marshall started to lick his cock, taking it in his mouth.

He started to move his hips before he knew it, wishing this feeling would never stop. There were things he wanted to say, but all that came out were whimpers and moans, and cries that sounded like "don't stop" and "more" but not quite.

When Marshall's fingers left him, Gumball missed them instantly. He felt empty, unsatisfied and frustrated.

"Why-" "Why did you stop?", he wanted to ask. Just as he started scowling, lifting his head to complain, he saw Marshall in all his glory. This magnificent, handsome man raging with lust and desire for him. Gumball went weak at the knees at the sight of him. There was no thing, neither in Heaven or the Nightosphere, that would ever compare to the vampire leaning in for a kiss.

As careful and gentle as Marshall could in his current state, he made his way in. It was indescribable, the sensation that enveloped him, a warmth never known before. But it was still tight, and worriedly he looked at the prince. Gumball was gasping for air as Marshall entered him further. He opened his eyes when he noticed the vampire had stopped moving.

"Marshall? Is it all in?" he said softly, embarrassed. A gentle hand stroked his cheek, and the vampire asked in return: "Not yet, but are you all right?"

The prince replied laughing softly: "I would be lying if I say it didn't hurt, but nothing I can't handle" and then worriedly added, "does it- does it feel good for you?"

Marshall bend forward to kiss his forehead, causing him to slide in even further. Gumball's smile twitched and Marshall felt the prince tighten around him.

A voice sweeter than candyfloss resounded: "It's amazing. Now slowly breathe, try to match my pace, okay?"

The vampire started stroking Gumball's cock to distract him from the pain, while he moved, first really slow, but picking up the pace when he saw Gumball's face no longer distorted in pain.

By now, the prince was trying to muffle his moans by covering his face with his arms as his hips rocked at the same pace as the vampire's.

"Gumball", Marshall heavily breathed, "show me your face, please." The pleading sound of his voice convinced Gumball to finally lower his arms. Pink hands were now grasping at sheets as the sensation of climaxing crept closer and closer. Urged by his lover's gasping moans and desire, the dark-haired vampire started to move almost ferociously, each thrust harder and longer than the previous one. He gritted his teeth, deep groans from the back of his throat indicating how close he was.

He heard Gumball cry out from beneath him: "Marshall… so close… I'm gonna…"

Warmth, sweat, and love enveloped them as they both reached climax. Exhausted the vampire collapsed on top of the prince, trying to catch his breath. They kissed each other, a satisfied and soft kiss, before sleep overtook them both.

From out of his bedroom window, Marshall could see a full moon brilliantly reflecting light in a star-filled sky. Besides him lay a gorgeous pink-coloured royal, fast asleep. He could not help but smile as he thought of everything that happened. It had been so… intense. And to think mere hours before Marshall had considered leaving this world! Gently he stroked Gumball's soft hair, all the while silently laughing. Only now he realised just how much he had longed for this other boy, and how great it felt to have his feelings reciprocated.

So this is what happiness truly feels like?

Gumball shifted and turned around, now facing the vampire. Softly he murmured something that Marshall could not quite catch. He brought his ear closer to the prince until he finally understood what exactly the pink prince had been mumbling in his sleep.

"Marshall."

The object of the royal's affections felt his chest tighten, despite the lack of a beating heart.

"Geez, after all we've just done I still get embarrassed because of this? Lame." He buried his glowing face in his hands.

"But", he admitted gleefully, bowing down to kiss Gumball's forehead, "I could definitely get used to this."

The End. Fin. Einde.

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