First Kiss

Marceline tilted her head, considering the princess in front of her. Midair, she, herself, lay flat, one hand tucked into a creased elbow, her chin in the palm of the other hand. Bonnibel paced the room, looking through a series of papers, an adorable, frustrated crease in her brow.

Marceline didn't mean to say it out loud as she thought it, "I want to kiss you."

Bonnibel was turned away from Marceline at that moment, but she picked her head up from the paperwork and became perfectly still. She couldn't see Marceline's eyes widen at her own accidental confession.

A silent moment passed before Bonnibel looked over her shoulder, eyebrows no longer in an adorable furrow, but instead high on her forehead in surprise. "Excuse me?"

Marceline didn't show any uncertainly. She hid it quickly under a thin mask of confidence, as if she'd said it on purpose. The small glow of heat rising to her cheeks may have given her away, but Bonnibel didn't seem to notice. She stared at Marceline, frozen in place, waiting for an elaboration, maybe a correction. But Marceline let courage gather in her belly, let it fill her and did not correct herself. She would hold to what she said...

Because she really wanted it.

"I want to kiss you," she repeated, touching down with a soft 'tup' on the floor, only a few paces from the princess. "C'mere." But she knew Bonni wouldn't, so in a couple steps she was there, behind the still surprised woman.

"Wait," Bonni started, flushed deep pink, spinning towards her finally with a hand up to dissuade the approach. It didn't work. "You can't possibly-"

Marceline pressed her hand into one meant to dissuade her and laced her fingers between pink ones, fingertips notching into the pockets between the knuckles. She gave a gentle squeeze and Bonni's fingers unconsciously fell to squeeze back. "Oh, it's quite possible," she said softly through her grin. Her free hand reached out to press against the small of Bonnibel's back and was about to pull the embarrassed woman closer. She stopped there, though, searching Bonnibel's nervous gaze. Her confidence faltered, her grip relaxed, "Do-uh... Do you? Want to, I mean..."

The princess was missing her usual composure. She looked unsure, embarrassed, and maybe a little lost. "It's just-" she paused, searching for words, trying not to fumble, "It's all quite sudden."

"But- do you want to?" Marceline's gaze was unusually tender as she smiled and added, "Only if you want to."

The deep pink blush that stained Bonni's face crept all the way to her ears. "I do," she said quietly, "I do, but-" She still looked lost for words. "You-" she swallowed thickly, averting her eyes, "You want- me. Me, you-"

There was a self-conscious warmth spreading to Marceline's ears now too. She couldn't suppress a soft chuckle. "Yes. Me. You."

Bonnibel's free hand came to rest on Marceline's shoulder blade as she was pulled close, a small, silent 'oh,' of surprise hanging on her lips. Marceline felt so brave before, but now faced with this ideal situation, she couldn't help but falter. A thick knob of nerves stuck in her throat as she tried to swallow. Bonnibel's mouth was inches from hers now, and waiting nervously. Still, Marceline stalled, anxiety building in her chest under the pressure. She'd kissed people before… there was nothing to worry about.

But this was Bonni… not just anyone. She was so beautiful, and perfect, and- and-

Bonnibel's fingers laced into the hair at the nape of Marceline's neck suddenly, impatiently, and dragged Marceline's head down, their lips and teeth meeting with a harsh click. Bonni quickly turned her head away with a squeak of pain, covering her mouth with the hand that had been on Marceline's shoulder blade. Their fingers were still laced on the opposite hands, both refusing to let go.

A short laugh escaped the vampire as she grabbed at the princess' elbow, trying to steer her back around so she could see the damage. Bonni glared over the hand clamped at her mouth. Apparently, she did not find this as amusing. It didn't take much coaxing for her to allow Marceline to pry the hand away, just a gentle, "Let me see." The pink lips looked tender, the lower of the two with a little more swell than usual. Confidence restored, Marceline smirked. "Try again?" she suggested, running a thumb over that swelling lip.

With her brow scrunched back into an adorable furrow, Bonni frowned, embarrassed. She regarded Marceline carefully, her eyes drifting back and forth between Marceline's amused smile and charmed gaze, before finally conceding with a nod. A small smile worked its way into the corner of her mouth as Marceline pulled her close again and tilted her chin up with slender fingers. Slowly this time, they leaned into each other with lips meeting in a soft, simple kiss.

They parted after a moment and Marceline could not suppress a satisfied grin. "Better?" she asked huskily, a confident eyebrow lifted in amusement.

A smile played at Bonnibel's lips too. "Mm," she agreed languidly, leaning back in for another.

Marceline was all too pleased to meet her.

A/N: MM FLUFF. I needed that.

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