Gumball's POV

At some point I passed out, waking up in a strange place. Dark coloured furniture surrounded me.

"Evening, love. Well, morning. It's about 3 am." Marshall's voice echoed from the doorway. He was nursing a warm mug, it smelled like coffee. Ew.

"Where are we?" I croaked.

"The Nightosphere. Remember? Our honeymoon?" He smiled sweetly.

"Oh. I've never been here before." I mumbled.

"Do you wanna start the honeymoon activities?" He smirked, raising his eyebrow suggestively.

"Okay, but I want a hot chocolate first. I feel like utter shit.... Oh sorry! I swore!!" I said, scolding myself.

"I swear like I've got fucking terretts" he beamed.

"Marshy!! You said a bad word!!" I complained.

I saw his eyes glow a little.

"Say it again" he whispered.

"Marshy!!" I cooed.

"Fuck" he growled, throwing the coffee out of the room before sprinting towards me.

"Marshy, stop it!! You said another bad word, Marshy!!" I whined.

"Holy fucking shit. I can't control myself when you call me that." He growls, climbing on top of me.

He gripped my thighs and leaned down to nibble my neck flesh. I shivered with pleasure.

He licked and sucked around my bite mark he made on the night we proposed.

"Haha! Marshy, that tickles!" I giggled, moaning a little when he pawed at the trousers I wore to our wedding.

He groped through the tight fabric before skillfully unbuttoning my shirt with his other hand.

"I'm gonna make you mine all over again." Marshall growled into my ear.

"I'm going to make you fall in love with me all over again." I smiled.

"You do that every time I see your cute pink face. Every time you part those soft candy lips. Every word uttered from them. Every time I hear you laugh... everything you do, Gumball... It makes me fall in love with you all over again... deeper, harder, I love what you do to me, Gummy." He smiled gently.

"I love you so much..." I sighed, my heart taking a fleeting leap in my chest.

"I love you too, Bubbs." He smiled.

"I love you more, you big silly." I giggled beneath him.

"I love you most, my cute candy prince. I always will. My dead heart beats only for you." He beamed.

I smiled and kissed him sweetly.

He returned to removing my shirt and trailing dark marks down my chest. He then pulled down my trousers and ran his fingers along the insides of my thighs gently, causing me to shiver with need.

Our clothes ended up on the floor as we commenced with the pre sex activities.

Skin collided numerous times and lips could never keep themselves from being pressed against flesh of the others body. Hands held each other each time they touched before finding something else to grip tightly like hair being tugged or backs being clawed, hips and thighs gripped so hard that contusions would soon start to form.

He reached down and massaged my butt before sliding a long, slender finger into my hole.

"Haahh... Marshy..." I gasped.

"Shh, baby... It's okay. We've done this before, remember? Don't worry." He soothed.

I nodded and he continued to push it in, rubbing my walls gently, slowly adding more pressure before adding more fingers one by one until I could feel him, wrist deep within my walls.

My fingernails dug into his bare shoulders and my eyes were clamped shut as I tried to relax around him.

I felt something drip down my arms and onto my face.

"Marshall!" I gasped when I opened my eyes to see a strange black liquid, oozing out from where my nails pierced and down my arms.

"It's okay, it's only vampire blood. Not very tasty though, haha!" He giggled.

My body quaked in sudden pleasure when Marshall started moving his hand around inside me.

I moaned loudly as he fisted my butt slowly.

"Wow, so stretchy... well, what can I expect from a prince made of gum!" Marshall giggled.

J-just... s-shut up... and f-fuck me!!" I gasped, gripping the black sheets beneath me.

He smirked and slammed his fist deep inside me, my prostate exploding with pleasure. My back arched and I let my head fall back, eyes clouded with lust and drooling mouth open wide as I let out a scream of pleasure.

"There we go..." he smirked as he watched me shoot streams of white liquid into the air and landing on my stomach.

I lay there panting, completely exhausted and sticky. He pulled out his hand gently.

"Aww come on, you can't be done now! If you didn't notice I'm still semi hard and only you've been pleasured. Obviously, I'm going to finish. Even if you can't find the energy to do very much." He whined before ramming into my butt with a smirk.

"Haahh!! Hah hah hah!" I let out short moans every time he connected with my prostate.

I stared up at his with half lidded eyes, clouded with lust as his own eyes filled with the same emotion at the sight of my expression and the feeling of being inside me.

Marshall giggled a little and moved faster.

"Marshall" a loud voice interrupted from the doorway.

"What?" Marshall grumbled in annoyance, slowing down a little but not stopping.

"You've been summoned to the grand hall to explain the strange odour from your lovely guest here." The voice stated.

"Fuck... gimme a minute Jareth. I'll be done in a minute."

I blushed in embarrassment as Marshall finished while the guy didn't leave.

When Marshall finished, he pulled out and gave me a small kiss before heading to the bathroom to clean up. I pulled the blanket over me, gasping for breath.

"Hello. You must be something special to him."

"I'm Prince Gumball of the Candy Kingdom. His husband." I gasped, trying to introduce myself.

"Oh? Finally found someone to spent eternity with, has he?" He smiled.

"Yup. Gumbutt, this is Jareth, Goblin King. He rules some big labyrinth in the east. I grew up living with him since my dad is a shit one." Marshall returned, shrugging. He now wore his special suit.

"It's very nice to meet you, sir" I smiled, finally catching my breath.

"And you too, your highness." He bowed.

"I'll be back in a bit, bubba. Just yell if you need me, I can hear ya."

"Sure love." I smiled before they both left.