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A crimson moon sat high in the night sky. Clouds twisted in the light like tentacles in a dark ocean. The Candy Kingdom was tinted red. Thankfully, it was late enough for the citizens to be asleep in their beds.

But a light stayed on within the castle. Princess Bubblegum stood in her study. On a table were stacks of books and lab equipment. Puzzled, she stared down at an equation that seemed correct. However, judging by the sizzling jar of growling molten chocolate, it didn’t. She took a metal rod and stuck it into the chocolate for a moment, before taking it back out. The rod had eroded at its end, the metal crumbling off.

“Nasty.” Bubblegum scowled. She picked up the tape recorder and hit record, “Project Hot Fudge has seemed to have gotten a bit too hot. And sentient. Mark down substitute 4a for reevaluation.”

Bubblegum picked up a marshmallow fluff fire extinguisher and sprayed it into the jar. The marshmallow sizzled then charred as the mass of chocolate growled louder.

“Scratch that-” Bubble corrected, “-substitute 4 h .”

She picked up a caramel extinguisher and filled the jar once more, this time, the chocolate hardened and it stopped growling. Bubblegum picked up tongs, carefully grabbed the jar, then turned to walk towards the hazardous waste bin.

With her back turned to the window, a dark shadow passed by then slipped in silently.

Bubblegum closed the bin then took her tape recorder out again, “Side note, remember to keep actual fire neutralizer on hand in case another 5b incident were to occur-”

A book fell from a shelf and she gasped, the tape recorder falling from her hands. Bubblegum let out a breath.

“Geez. Jumpy much?” She said quietly to herself, bending down to pick up the recorder.

As she straightened back up, suddenly there was a feeling of a presence right behind her. Before she could turn, pale hands settled on her waist.

“Hey Bonnie.” A voice said into her ear.

“Marcy.” Bubblegum let out a sigh of relief. “Gosh, you scared the nads out of me.”

“Oh, I scared you?” Her voice teased. Slowly, her whole body was against Bonnie’s back. Her lips skimmed the back of her ear. “ Good .”

Bubblegum laughed nervously, she tried to turn around, but Marceline’s hands sat hard on her waist. “Marceline, I need to get back to my work.”

Quickly, Bubblegum was spun around and the small of her back was pressed against the table. Marceline put her hands on the table, locking Bubblegum in the position as their faces were inches apart. Blood red eyes glowed, staring right into Bubblegum.

She gasped softly, “Marcy!”

“Hi, Princess.” Marceline grinned, her fangs snagged at her lip as she looked her over, “I’ve missed you.”

Bubblegum stared wide-eyed at her. Out of the corner of her eye, she saw the clouds part, allowing more of the light from the Blood Moon to trail in. “M-Marcy, what’s going on? What’s happening to you?”

“Just a side effect.” Marceline tilted her head to the side, sizing her up like a beast seeing it's midnight snack. “Lunar cycles.”

“The Blood Moon.” Bubblegum concluded, “Some vampire biz?”

“And demon.” Marceline grinned, “I can usually control myself, but… I guess I thought about you too much today. I had to see you.”

Bubblegum paused, looking Marceline over. She definitely looked more wild and feral than usual. And those eyes. They pierced right into her. She felt her heartbeat rise, then drop down towards her thighs. Bubblegum clenched her thighs together, but the slightest movement caused Marceline’s eyes to flick down. One of her hands snuck down to settle between Bubblegum's thighs, feeling the warmth as she pressed her fingers against the Princess' clothed crotch. Already, Marceline could feel wetness seep through.

Marceline hummed, “Someone's excited, hmm?”

“I-I don’t know what you’re talking about.” Bubblegum stuttered.

A low growl came from Marceline’s throat. She pulled herself closer until her lips hovered over Bubblegum’s neck. “I love how that pretty pink face of yours turns red for me.”

She traced Bubblegum’s neck with her lips. Then, her lips parted and fangs scraped along the tender flesh. Bubblegum shivered, letting out a soft moan. The sharpness of a fang pressed against her skin.

“Marcy.” Bubblegum put a hand on her shoulder.

There was a pause.

Even in this state, Marceline stopped after hearing Bubblegum’s voice. She slowly pulled her face back so it was right in front of Bubblegum’s. Pink cheeks were tinted red as her chest lifted quickly with each sharp breath. Some of Bubblegum’s hair had fallen from her ponytail, streaming down her face. Seeing the glow in her wild eyes and fangs extending, Bubblegum felt her knees weaken as Marceline held them both against the table. 

“Be gentle, okay?” Bubblegum asked softly, her voice trembling as tried to contain her arousal.

Marceline smiled and brought a hand forward to cup her cheek, “I never want to hurt you, Bonnie. You tell me to stop and I’ll stop. Hit me with a book if you need to.”

“Okay.” Bubblegum nodded.

She grabbed the front of Marceline’s shirt and pulled them together, catching her lips with her own. Marceline breathed in deeply and grabbed at Bubblegum’s waist roughly. Their lips moved together and it was hard to tell which of the women were hungry. It had been too long since Bubblegum and Marceline had a night together. They were scattered between Marceline's adventures and Bubblegum's experiments. Every day she could fell herself yearning as flashbacks flooded her memories.

Every fucking day.

Quickly, Marceline hooked her hands under Bubblegum’s thighs and lifted her up to sit on the table. She levitated up, setting one knee on the table right at Bubblegum’s crotch as she straddled the other thigh. The Princess let out a sharp breath, allowing Marceline to catch her bottom lip between her teeth. 

A hand tangled itself in the hair at the back of Bubblegum’s neck and jerked her head to the side. Having the side of her neck exposed, Marceline turned the direction of her lips there. She kissed the tender spots of her neck, causing Bubblegum to grasp her shoulders to keep herself steady. Marceline hummed into her ear before going a bit lower and gently pressing her fangs against her neck.

“Marcy…” Bubblegum hissed, her thighs pressing into Marceline’s knee.

Marceline chuckled softly before sinking her teeth into the side of Bubblegum’s neck. The pink around her teeth drained to a soft dusty white. Only enough to create a splotch on her neck.

As Marceline pulled back, her red eyed glowed intensely as she stared down at Bubblegum, “I always love how you taste, Princess.”

A whimper came from Bubblegum as she panted, her cheeks still flushed with color. Marceline pushed the lab coat off of Bubblegum’s shoulders and threw it across the room, exposing the sleep shirt and shorts Bubblegum had put on earlier.

“I’d like more of you.” Marceline growled softly, but left it hanging in the air to be answered.

Bubblegum’s eyes widened, but she nodded.

“Yes or no.” Marceline’s voice hardened.

“Y-yes.” 

In an instant, Bubblegum’s shirt was ripped away from her and fell to the floor. Her breasts heaved with the heavy breathing as she felt her arousal rise from the sudden dominance Marceline acquired. Marceline’s hands pushed Bubblegum until her back was against the cold table under them, books and research scattering with some falling to the floor. An empty beaker shattered on the floor, sending shards of sugar scattering across the floor.

Bubblegum didn’t care.

Hovering over Bubblegum, Marceline applied pressure to Bubblegum’s crotch with her knee. Bubblegum’s back arched and Marceline took the opportunity to capture a breast in her mouth. A gasp rang out into the room as Bubblegum’s hand gripped Marceline’s shoulders. 

Marceline’s tongue swirled and flicked around her nipple before switching to the skin around it. She bit down hard, draining the pink in that area. Bubblegum let out a yelp before a moan rolled out of her. Marceline’s hands roughly grabbed at her waist, one slipping under the waistband of her shorts ever so slightly. 

“Marcy…” Bubblegum breathed out. “Please.”

Marceline lifted her head from Bubblegum’s breasts. “‘Please’ what, Princess?”

As Marceline was about to slip out of Bubblegum’s shorts, the Princess quickly grabbed her wrist and pushed it lower. “I need you.”

Another growl tore through Marceline’s throat as she quickly tore the shorts away. Floating off the ground, she let herself trace her lips down Bubblegum’s body. Putting a hand on each knee, she spread Bubblegum’s legs open, staring into the glistening folds that laid before her.

“I could just drink you up, Princess.” Marceline breathed out. 

Bubblegum kept her eyes on Marceline as she lowered herself to her thighs. Marcelin kept their eyes connected as she leaned down, her lips against the inside of her thigh. Her other hand traced up the other thigh until it was met with wetness. She traced her fingers through her folds, eliciting a sharp moan from the Princess.

Marceline hummed, bringing her fingers to lips and wrapping her tongue around them. Her eyes stared deeply into Bubblegum’s, causing hers to widen in arousal. Bubblegum’s breath hitched, clenched fists pressed against the table. 

“Above your head.” Marceline nodded to her hands.

Slowly, Bubblegum put her hands over her head, gripping the other side of the table.

Marceline smirked, “Good girl.”

Two fingers traced the inside of Bubblegum’s thighs before diving deep into her. Bubblegum cried out, her back arching once more. A devious grin made its way to Marceline’s lips as she growled in content. She hiked Bubblegum’s leg up to rest on her shoulder, pulling herself closer as her fingers went deeper. 

“Fuck…” Bubblegum breathed out.

Marceline chuckled, “Such naughty language from a Princess.”

Her fingers thrusted into Bubblegum, starting annoyingly slow. Bubblegum caught her bottom lip, muffling a groan as her eyes fluttered shut. Marceline kissed the inside of her thigh, her fangs tracing ever so slightly. The thrusting of her fingers picked up speed until she suddenly thrusted in deeply, curling her fingers. As Bubblegum opened her mouth in a moan, Marceline’s fangs stuck into her thigh. The moan switched to a cry out and Bubblegum had to cover her mouth. Marceline moaned into Bubblegum’s thigh as she gripped it, sucking the pink from the surrounding area. Her fingers curled as she felt Bubblegum tighten around her, pulsating.

She was close.

Sighing in relief, Marceline pulled away from her thigh. The splotch of white nearly covered her whole leg. She watched as the Princess shook under her, her hips bucking with each thrust of her fingers. Marceline leaned down until her lips hovered over the pink, swollen clit. Hot breath spread over it, causing a gasp of shock from the other woman. She wrapped her lips about her clit, sucking in deeply as her fingers continued.

“Marcy!” Bubblegum cried out as her hands shot down to tangle into the thick black hair of her lover.

Hooking her arms around Bubblegum’s thighs, she teased and sucked on her clit slowly. Too fucking slowly for Bubblegum. Her hips lifted and tried desperately to grind against Marceline’s tongue. Any kind of friction to give her that push over the edge. But Marceline’s hands roughly pushed her back down to the table, barring her from movement. 

Bubblegum whimpered as a moan sang out again, “Marcy…pl-please!”

Hearing Bubblegum beg like that made Marceline’s chest fill with a predatory roar. She buried her face deep into Bubblegum as thighs pressed against the side of her head. Bubblegum pulled at her hair, trying to find more of a grip as she felt herself being aggressively pushed towards her climax. Her head flew back, banging against the table as her back arched. One hand stayed in Marceline’s hair as the other went up to cover her mouth. 

For a moment, Marceline was able to pull away, “Let me hear you, Princess.”

And her teeth sunk into Bubblegum’s other thigh. That was enough for her. Bubblegum put her hand in her own hair, leaving her mouth unobstructed as she let out a cry that came from deep within her. Her whole body shook with the waves of her climax, flooding her as she held onto Marceline for dear life. Her voice echoed off the walls and probably throughout the whole castle.

Hell, the whole kingdom.

Bubblegum’s body hit the table in a ragdoll demeanor. Her chest raised and fell quickly, trying to regain her breath. Marceline pulled away, leaving her thigh in the similar pale state as the other one. Gently, she pulled her fingers from Bubblegum, watching as her wetness followed and dripped down her thighs. Sucking her fingers clean, Marceline kissed her thigh, then the other, following the path of bite marks up Bubblegum’s body until getting to her neck. Her tongue traced all the way up Bubblegum’s neck to her ear.

“You did so good, Princess.” Marceline whispered, causing shivers down Bubblegum’s body.

Bubblegum breath came out in a pant, “I… I don’t know if-if I can walk.”

Marceline pressed a kiss to her temple before easily picking her up. She floated out to the window then flew them up to the balcony of Bubblegum’s room. Nudging the doors open, she carried Bubblegum over to her bed and pulled the covers back to nestle Bubblegum inside. 

She leaned down to place a kiss on Bubblegum’s forehead, “Sleep well, princess.”

As she turned, a hand stopped her by grabbing her wrist. Bubblegum barely had her eyes open as she blinked hard to look at Marceline.

“Stay?” She whispered.

Marceline nodded and crawled into bed with her. The red glow from Marceline’s eyes had faded after feeding. She hardly felt the predatory urges. So she got under the covers and laid next to Bubblegum, facing her. Wrapping her arms around the Princess, she pulled her closer as Bubblegum nuzzled into her chest.

For a moment, they both laid there in silence. Bubblegum’s breathing was starting to slow as Marceline ran her fingers through her hair.

“This happens often?” Bubblegum asked quietly, exhaustion slurring her words.

Marceline nodded, “Every blood moon. Usually I can control it.”

“Let me know when the next one happens.” Bubblegum yawned, “Next time, I’ll wait in my room so my research won’t get donked.”

Laughing, Marceline nodded and kissed the top of her head, “Sure thing, Princess. Sure thing.”