Direct ApproachMarceline's elbows, his fingers felt, dimpled nicely under her skin, slightly pointed more than usual. Memories of his skin recalled that Bubblegum's were slimmer than Marcie's, almost an unvarying smoothness, and Flame Princess' were astoundingly soft and yielding, plump like his own arms were; Marceline's arms were stronger than theirs, all angular feminity that was so ideally suited to him. Her arms were easy to hold onto, for him to brace against as her free hand nervously grabbed him by the shirt while he leaned into her, lips brushing against her mouth.Direct Approach2 years ago in Romance
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He felt the prickle of her fangs on his lips, pressing too gently on his flesh to tear. A brief moment, so short he swore he felt his heart beat just once, and the taste of her was cool and brisk like a wind blown in from the apothesis of all nights curled around itself somewhere beyond the world.
Her fangs, he noticed in the blank sweetness of the kiss, were slightly moist. Her hand twitched, her surprise evident as he felt her m