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Assistant: Title: aftermath
        Author: kunikuxi kunikuxi 
        Chapter: 1/1 
        Summary: “Maybe your van isn’t the best place for all of… this,” he groaned, rolling off of Marshall’s lap. The shorter man gave him a teasing look, a mischievous smile making its way onto his face. “Oh? Would you suggest taking this somewhere else, then?” He leaned in close to whisper in Gary’s ear, hands pushing on the other man’s legs for leverage. “Like, maybe… my place?” Gary shivered, his face going bright red as Marshall gripped his thigh, making his intentions clear.“Y-Yea…” he shakily managed, voice just as quiet.-what happened with gary and marshall after the end of fionna & cake ep. 7, complete with NSFW illustrations
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              “Maybe your van isn’t the best place for all of… this,” he groaned, rolling off of Marshall’s lap. The shorter man gave him a teasing look, a mischievous smile making its way onto his face. “Oh? Would you suggest taking this somewhere else, then?” He leaned in close to whisper in Gary’s ear, hands pushing on the other man’s legs for leverage. “Like, maybe… my place?” Gary shivered, his face going bright red as Marshall gripped his thigh, making his intentions clear.“Y-Yea…” he shakily managed, voice just as quiet.-what happened with gary and marshall after the end of fionna & cake ep. 7, complete with NSFW ill@strations
            
        

        
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      these two have had me in a chokehold for a solid decade, i’m honestly surprised it’s taken me this long to write something for themthat kiss truly altered my brain chemistry so badly that i wrote a 7k word fic AND made several drawings for said fic (i mean, i’ve been waiting for it for a WHILE so it’s understandable)
    

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          “I don’t care! You deserve better than  anything  that creep could do for me.”Before he could acknowledge the sheer weight of Gary’s words, Marshall was being pulled along by him towards the exit. He had  never  witnessed or even committed such an act of public defiance against his mother, and he wasn’t entirely sure his brain had registered that the two of them had done exactly that. That he was ignoring the outcry of protest from his mother as they ran past her, that he was going against her in front of all her most famous connections, that he was  holding hands with Gary Prince.  As the pair stepped into the elevator, one emotion made its way to the forefront of his mind: an unrelenting, giddy, almost nervous sense of  excitement.Maybe that’s why, as he turned to face Gary in that moment, kissing him made complete and total sense. Why, as Gary eagerly reciprocated, it felt so natural, so  right.It was impossible for Marshall to convey the convoluted whirlwind of emotions he felt in a single kiss, but he d@mn sure tried to. He hoped that Gary at least felt some semblance of his gratitude, his elation, even his confusion with each gentle yet insistent press of his lips. He wondered if the other man’s perfectly matched responses were saying the same.The elevator doors slid open just as Marshall and Gary pulled apart, their hands still firmly clasped together. Marshall wasted no time in fleeing his mother’s house and practically dragging Gary after him as he ran for the door. He had never been so eager to leave that suffocating excuse for a home. Their breathless laughter echoed through the empty halls, singing over the cacophony of confusion and shock pouring out from the dining area, the murmurs of stray employees and partygoers in the lobby. That underlying feeling of fear had completely worn off now that the two had left the building, which meant that the burning need Marshall had to absolutely  ravage  Gary Prince had claimed full and total control. He couldn’t help it if witnessing a man publicly berate his mother for his sake in front of a massive, influential crowd was absurdly sexy; honestly, he’s shocked he’s been able to hold off for this long. They didn’t even make it inside the van before Marshall was all over Gary, slamming his back against the rear door before leaning up to lock him in a searing kiss. Gary made a surprised noise at the suddenness, but immediately kissed back with the same level of vigor nonetheless. Marshall’s hand moved up to fist itself in Gary’s dyed locks, earning a groan from the other man. The other finally released its hold on Gary’s hand to roam across his side before settling against the dip of his waist.“M-Marshall-“ Gary breathily managed in between kisses. “C-Can we- ah- move this into the- mmh- the van, please?” Marshall sighed, reluctantly moving off of him to fumble with his keys, clicking open the locks. However, once he was sliding in the backseat after Gary and closing the doors, Marshall suddenly felt a wave of clarity and self consciousness for the first time since the fiasco that night. Instead of picking up where they left off, he sat next to the pink-haired man in silence, head falling back against the seat. Gary, upon the noticeable lack of Marshall’s overeager advances, reached over to loop their fingers together, resting them on the fabric of the car seat. When Marshall turned to look up at him (he really was unfairly taller than him), it was his turn to be pulled into a sudden kiss, this one far softer than the ones they just shared outside. Marshall sighed into the kiss, tranquility washing over him as the two continued to share short, gentle pecks. The heightened emotions of the night retreated with each delicate kiss, a blanket of calm settling over the two.“So…” Gary began as the two finally parted. “Do you… want to talk about what just happened? Both with your mom and with… us.” At that last part, Gary flushed a vibrant shade of pink, appearing suddenly bashful as if they hadn’t just made out both in an elevator and against Marshall’s van two minutes ago. Marshall let out a chuckle, raising their still-clasped hands to kiss the top of Gary’s. “Well, first of all, you’re an idiot. But, thank you,” he rushed out just as Gary opened his mouth to protest. “For everything you said back there. Even the insults to my mom. Especially those.” Gary looked embarrassed, but a goofy grin made its way onto his face anyways. “Ah, it was nothing, really. I was just being honest. I’m sure more people were thinking the same thing.”At this, a genuine laugh burst out of Marshall as he looked at the other man with a mix of fondness and incredulity. “Yeah, man, but you actually  said  it. To her  face. That’s even more punk than me. You’ve got some major b@lls, Gary Prince.”“Pshh, please,” Gary refuted even as his cheeks burned even hotter.“Nah, I’m being so serious,” Marshall said genuinely. “You defended me back there knowing it’s probably going to get you blacklisted by those guys, are you even aware of how crazy that is? How much it means to me? Because nobody’s ever said anything like that about me before, and you said it while f@ck@ng up one of the biggest business opportunities of your life.” Marshall sighed heavily, shame flooding his body and clouding his vision. “Because of me, you might not get a chance like that again. I… I’m really sorry.” At this, Gary gave Marshall’s hand a squeeze, the other moving to rest on his thigh as he turned his body to fully face the shorter man.“Marshall, you’ve got to stop selling yourself short.”“W-What?”“Look, you said you admire my passion for baking, right?” Marshall slowly nodded. “Is it so weird that I also admire your passion for music? I mean, you’ve got such a talent for it that it’s hard not to. Every song of yours you’ve played for me is incredible.”“Hey, it’s not like you’re not talented yourself,” Marshall scoffed even as he felt his face growing warm from the compliment. “Why else do you think I would do all that for you? Those little biscuit dudes have some serious potential. And I don’t talk to my mom for just anyone or anything, much less ask her for favors.” He cleared his throat in an attempt to mask the shakiness that was threatening to show through in his voice. “I was willing to pay her price for you. To see you succeed.”“Well sure, my pastrymenschen are something I care a lot about, but they’re just desserts at the end of the day. You’re… I’d never dream of letting you essentially sell your soul to that  woman  for my business’ sake.” The hand holding his moved to cup Marshall’s cheek. As if it was muscle memory, Marshall reached up to press his face further into the touch with his freed hand.“You’re far more special than that, Marshall Lee,” Gary said, in a tone so soft and full of affection that Marshall nearly forgot how to breathe for a moment.“You- who let you be this smooth, man? It’s almost sounding like you like me or something.”“But I do like you- mmph!” Gary was quickly interrupted by Marshall pulling him close to kiss him yet again, with even more desperation and need than all the others. The kiss quickly became heated as Marshall teased Gary’s bottom lip with his teeth before slipping his tongue inside his mouth. Gary’s grip on his thigh tightened as their movements together got more intense. In response, Marshall wrapped his arms around him to push them impossibly closer together. The backseat of his van felt suffocatingly hot, and absently Marshall remembered they were both still in full formal wear. With a great deal of effort, he broke apart from the other man to shuck off his outer suit jacket before tossing it behind him, Gary quickly doing the same. Instead of continuing where they left off, the taller man moved to sit himself in Marshall’s lap, his face inches away as the new position forced him to lean down dramatically.“Is this okay?” He whispered, his plush thighs caging Marshall in and hands gripping his shoulders.“More than okay,” Marshall smirked. His own hands moved to hold Gary’s hips in place, earning him a stuttered breath. Without any more hesitation, the pair resumed their kissing, even more intense than before. The new angle felt a little awkward, what with Gary’s head practically touching the roof of the vehicle, but it also allowed for him to kiss Marshall even deeper, press him further into the seat cushions. As they continued, Marshall gradually raised a thigh to press between Gary’s legs, using the grip he had on his hips to experimentally roll them forward. Gary broke the kiss with a choked-off moan, his body jolting with the sudden feeling. His head must have been closer to the roof than either of them realized, because the next thing Marshall heard was a dull  whack, Gary’s face twisting in pain above him.“Ow.”Marshall snorted. “Ow is right, you tall b@st@rd.” Gary gave him a pathetic look, rubbing the top of his head. “Maybe your van isn’t the best place for all of… this,” he groaned, rolling off of Marshall’s lap. The shorter man gave him a teasing look, a mischievous smile making its way onto his face. “Oh? Would you suggest taking this somewhere else, then?” He leaned in close to whisper in Gary’s ear, hands pushing on the other man’s legs for leverage. “Like, maybe… my place?” Gary shivered, his face going bright red as Marshall gripped his thigh, making his intentions clear.“Y-Yea…” he shakily managed, voice just as quiet. Marshall’s smile grew wider as he moved back, the hint of sharp canines poking over his bottom lip. “Sweet,” he said before placing a quick peck on Gary’s lips and promptly climbing through his van to reach the driver’s seat. “I’m not even going to attempt that,” Gary said with a laugh as he opened the back door, walking around the vehicle to sit in the passenger’s seat. With that settled, Marshall started the engine and set off for the brief trip to his apartment. The drive was relatively quiet, the comfortable silence only punctuated with Marshall’s occasional (and definitely obligatory) snide comments on other drivers and a subsequent hum of acknowledgement from Gary.**Once the door shut behind him, Marshall pulled Gary in for a bruising kiss by his shirt collar. This time, the taller man was quicker to respond, clutching onto Marshall’s shoulders like a lifeline. The pair stumbled in the doorway for just a moment before Marshall was backing Gary against the closed door, moving his hands down to Gary’s soft thighs and  squeezing. Gary let out a whimper, his knees buckling ever so slightly. Marshall quickly took the opportunity to shift his grip on one of his legs to hike it up. He pressed closer to Gary, whose broken moan was cut off by Marshall kissing him even deeper, teasing his tongue inside his mouth. In the heat of their kiss, Gary’s hands began to roam, one finding purchase in Marshall’s locs as he tilted the shorter man’s head to adjust their angle.Cautiously, Marshall grinded his thigh up into the space between Gary’s legs, and was rewarded with a sharp tug to his hair and a drawn-out, high-pitched whine. He pressed forward again, this time with more confidence, causing Gary to break the kiss as he gasped in pleasure. Instead of reattaching their lips, Marshall shifted his attention down to nip and kiss at Gary’s neck, only going as low as his stiff shirt collar would allow. That wouldn’t do. His hands finally let up their grip on Gary’s thighs, moving up to unbutton his shirt, when a voice cut him off.“M-Marshall?”Marshall froze in his tracks, hands poised at the top button of Gary’s shirt. The sound of Gary’s tone wasn’t one of excitement or pleasure, but of  uncertainty. In fact, he seemed almost  scared. A wave of doubt and fear washed over Marshall. Did he misread the signs?  Did he take it too far? “What- What’s wrong?” He spoke up, wincing at the obvious nerves in his voice. “Do you… want to stop?”Gary still hadn’t let go of him, which was a good sign, but he still seemed uncomfortable. “It’s not that, you’re fine, I just… Before we continue, there’s something I should probably tell you.” He was visibly nervous now, worrying his lip between his teeth. He turned his gaze away from Marshall, who immediately rushed out a frantic response.“If you’re having second thoughts, we don’t have to do anything—““No!”Marshall quirked a brow at Gary’s sudden outburst, to which he cleared his throat in embarrassment, cheeks darkening.“No, it’s definitely not that.”“Then, what? You worried I’m gonna judge you for something? Because no f@ck@ng way, man. I’d never.”“I know, I know. You’re not that kind of guy, it’s just… I feel you have the right to know  before  anything happens.” Pausing, Gary took a deep breath as Marshall held his in anxious anticipation. Then, he ran a hand through his dyed hair before sighing and turning to look at Marshall directly.“I’m trans.”Oh.
   Oh. 

   Oh thank f@ck@ng god. 
“Thank f@ck@ng god.”“Wh- huh??”Marshall couldn’t help but let out a laugh of shocked relief, as well as Gary’s bewildered expression at his reaction. He couldn’t help it, he  had  to laugh at the absurdity of just how perfect Gary Prince was for him. Fionna was getting the most lavish of thank-you gifts once she got back for her beautifully accidental matchmaking.“Sorry, sorry, it’s just… me too, dude.”“Oh, oh my god. You’re serious?” Now it was Gary’s turn to laugh at the almost ridiculous nature of the situation.“One hundred percent serious,” Marshall managed between giggles. “God, that makes everything so much easier. You really are perfect, you know that?”Gary flushed a  brilliant  shade of red at that, bashfully covering his face. “Marshalllll…” he groaned, voice muffled by his hands. “You can’t just say stuff like that so easily… it’s embarrassing…” Marshall gently removed Gary’s hands before kissing his knuckles, revealing the other man’s giddy yet flustered expression. “Hm, “stuff like that” is true, though.” He left it at that, choosing to omit how saying these things came so  easy  to him with Gary like it hadn’t for anyone else before. How even his most serious relationships never felt as right as this. How he felt several  lifetimes  of familiarity and affection between them, despite knowing him for only a week.“You smooth talker,” Gary teased, pulling him out of his thoughts. “Now let’s get out of this doorway already, my back’s starting to hurt.”Marshall laughed. “As you wish, your majesty,” he playfully retorted, Gary scoffing and nudging his shoulder in return. After removing their shoes, the pair finally made their way into Marshall’s bedroom, Gary sitting on the edge of the bed and Marshall moving to stand over him.“So,” he started, looming over Gary as he slowly undid the buttons of his shirt. “How do you want to do this?” He watched in rapt fascination and hunger as Gary swallowed nervously, fiddling with the collar of his own shirt. Releasing the final button, he leaned even closer, shirt hanging open as he shifted towards the other man’s ear. “Because I’ve got a drawer of strap-ons you can pick from with your name written  alllll  over it.” Gary shivered at the low rumble of Marshall’s voice, so  so  close to his ear. “Uhm…yea, yes,” he weakly managed, thighs pressing together ever so slightly. “I would like that… a lot.” A grin spread across Marshall’s face at how flustered he made the other man. “That’s a good boy,” he all but whispered, noting and filing away the responding sharp intake of breath at the praise. He leaned away, stepping back from the bed. “Go on, then. Bottom drawer of the nightstand. Pick your favorite.”Gary quickly got up from his seat, crouching on the floor in front of the nightstand pushed against the wall next to him. Opening it, he let out a gasp as the promised collection was revealed. “You weren’t kidding,” he said breathlessly, sounding equal parts incredulous and aroused. “What can I say, people like having options,” Marshall replied. “Perks of not having one of my own.” Gary snorted at that as he lifted two of the d@ld@s after careful consideration, inspecting them almost scientifically. It would be endearing if not for the sheer  size  of his choices, which happened to be the two largest in Marshall’s collection. The red one was a good two inches longer than the blue, with the blue being slightly thicker. Even with the red’s size advantage, the blue was still larger than average. The shorter man let out a teasing whistle, causing Gary to jolt in embarrassment.“Phew, we got a size queen over here.”“Oh, shut it, you,” Gary said with no bite behind his words, his furious blush spreading to the tips of his ears.  Cute.Marshall shrugged, smiling playfully as Gary put the blue one back in the drawer, examining the red d@ld@ even closer. “Hey, I call it like I see it. That red one’s my biggest, you sure you can take it?”“Very sure,” Gary murmured in response. “I, uh… know my limits.”“Noted,” Marshall said in awe. “Also, that’s f@ck@ng  hot.” He bent down to pluck the d@ld@ from Gary’s hands, craning his neck to press a kiss onto his still-clothed shoulder. “And I can’t wait to  split you open  on it.” Standing up quickly, he narrowly avoided Gary swatting at him as he sputtered in horror at the bold word choice.“Marshall Lee!! You—““I wanna see clothes off when I’m done cleaning this! And grab my harness for me, would you?”Marshall turned his head back as he walked into the bathroom, catching a glimpse of Gary’s rapid fumbling with his own shirt buttons, the harness already laid out on the bed. Shutting the door behind him, he giggled privately, almost like a little kid, as giddiness flooded his body.
   How did I get so f@ck@ng lucky? 
He still cleaned the toy properly and thoroughly, but Marshall had never worked faster in his life. Despite his impressively short time in the bathroom, when he came back out, he was met with a  delicious  view: Gary stripped down to his boxers, fully laid out on the bed. It was almost sinful how good he looked. Every inch of him looked appetizing, from his toned arms and shoulders—broader than expected—to his soft stomach and smooth,  very long legs. Delicate brown hairs trailed down his abdomen and underneath his boxers, which had already started to form a damp patch between his legs. Marshall bit his lip as his gaze moved hungrily down the other man’s body, his focus drawing to the thighs he had found himself fascinated with grabbing this evening, even more plush and inviting without those restricting formal pants to obscure them. Noticing Marshall’s return from the bathroom, Gary startled slightly, hands flying to cover himself much to Marshall’s disappointment.“You’re no fair, making me undress when you’ve still barely done it yourself,” Gary pouted, bottom lip jutting out adorably. Marshall shrugged in reply. “Catch, then.” He tossed the freshly cleaned d@ld@ in Gary’s direction, who retrieved it from the air with surprising ease despite his initial shock. Hands newly freed, Marshall wasted no time. He shucked off his open shirt before undoing his belt and dropping his pants, haphazardly leaving a trail of clothing in his wake until just his boxers remained too. Reaching the bed, he clambered over to where Gary laid, climbing over top of him and caging him in with his arms.“Hey.”“Hey yourself, handsome,” Gary teased back, eyes wandering to Marshall’s bare chest.Marshall’s eyes widened at the sudden compliment, cheeks growing warm. “You’re a dork,” he said fondly before bending down to capture the lips of the man below him. Gary reciprocated with enthusiasm, hands moving to roam across Marshall’s torso as the kiss got more and more heated. Gradually, Marshall shifted until his leg sat in the space between Gary’s, brushing his knee over his most sensitive region. The response was immediate, the taller man breaking their kiss to let out a gasp, hips bucking forward. In silent encouragement, Marshall pressed his knee closer, feeling a surge of satisfaction when Gary rutted into the touch once again. Despite the layer of fabric that still separated them, Marshall felt nearly  everything  against his bare leg; the wet patch soaking through Gary’s boxers, the rapid swell of his cl@t, the burning friction of cloth as he began an unsteady, desperate pace. He moved to press his lips against Gary’s neck, the man below him moaning in response.“M-Marshall, I need, ah—“ Gary’s whimpers were cut off with a strangled cry as the shorter man bit down on his neck, his hips jerking forward into the pressure of Marshall’s knee. “Need what? Use your words, baby,” Marshall cooed, pulling back to watch Gary’s face contorting with pleasure. He could feel his own cl@t twitching with arousal that bordered on painful, still left entirely untouched. “I- I need you,” Gary managed, voice breathy with effort. “Inside, p-please.”“F@ck, baby,” Marshall groaned, his own hips canting forward as another agonizing wave of lust washed over him. If he wasn’t more turned on than he’d ever been before, he would have liked to tease Gary just a little more, but it was too much to withstand. All he could think of was the overpowering urge to get his c@ck inside this man, to utterly and thoroughly  wreck  him. Sitting up, Marshall reluctantly pulled his leg away from Gary, who shuddered at the loss of contact. That loss was short-lived, however, as Marshall swiftly went to finally remove his soaking boxers, nudging Gary’s thighs apart and revealing his glistening c@nt. After a moment to admire the sight, Marshall quickly got to work, thumb brushing past the neatly trimmed patch of hair to press against Gary’s engorged cl@t. Another finger bypassed his folds to slide inside him gently. Gary’s back arched in response, stomach clenching as he whined at the sensation. Moving his other hand to brace himself against the bed, Marshall focused on setting a steady pace, pumping his finger in and out of Gary’s wet hole. Tucking his face into the other man’s neck, he got to work sucking hickies into the pale flesh, soothing each one with kisses. Gary gasped and writhed underneath him.“F@ck, you can- nngh- add another,” Gary choked out after a few minutes. “Please—“ A relieved groan soon followed as Marshall obliged, spreading his fingers to stretch Gary even further. Still maintaining a stable rhythm, he leaned up to capture Gary’s mouth in a burning kiss, swallowing every moan and gasp that escaped his lips. Before long, Marshall added a third finger, silently preening at how easy it glided in. By now, Gary was positively  drenched, squirming and making the most delicious noises into his mouth. Each one shot straight down to Marshall’s d@ck, and he reached his free hand down to finally relieve some of the pressure, breaking apart from Gary to let out a low, guttural groan as his palm pressed against his swollen cl@t. 
  
 “Marshall, I’m- ah- so close, please,” Gary gasped out. “I need- hhng- you, your…” He trailed off, covering his face in embarrassment even as he rocked his hips forward to meet Marshall’s rhythm. “What do you need? Go on, I know you can say it,” Marshall encouraged, tone surprisingly steady. “Or do you want to c@m on my fingers?”“N-No!” Gary sobbed out through his hands. “No, please, I need- need your c@ck, god, please…”“That’s a good boy,” Marshall praised, moving a hand to steady Gary’s hips as he slowly pulled his fingers out. The other man twitched in response, whimpering at the emptiness. “Shh, you’re doing so well, baby,” Marshall said, rubbing a hand up and down Gary’s thigh in a soothing motion. “You’re gonna take me so well, aren’t you?”“Yes, yes- please,” Gary said in between hiccuping gasps. “I’ll be so good, please Marshall…”“That’s right,” Marshall replied softly, placing a brief kiss on his forehead and petting his hair back before climbing off the bed, grabbing the harness and d@ld@. Stepping out of his own boxers, he fastened the straps of the harness around his hips and legs before attaching the massive c@ck right over his crotch, breath hitching as it settled directly over his erection. The sheer weight of the d@ld@ had it sagging and bobbing from the effort to stay connected, reminding Marshall just how f@ck@ng  big  this thing he was about to put inside Gary was.“Sh@t, Gary, you’re really sure you can take this?” Marshall’s voice wavered with uncertainty, even as he watched Gary’s eyes widen in anticipation. “I just don’t want to hurt you.” Gary met his gaze, smiling up at him from where he laid on the bed. “Don’t worry about it, I know what I’m asking for. Thank you for making sure, though. It’s really… sweet of you.” Marshall replied with a smile of his own, reaching into the nightstand’s top drawer to grab the lube, an extra precaution even with how soaking wet Gary already was. Making sure to apply a generous amount to the toy, he sat back on the bed, moving to straddle Gary’s hips.“If it’s too much or you need to stop for any reason, just say the word.”“I will. Now,” Gary said, eyes darkening with hunger. “F@ck me, please.”Marshall’s breath hitched at Gary’s words. He quickly shifted to position himself between the other man’s legs, which had already begun to spread wider and reveal even more of his dripping c@nt. Trying to not just sit and stare at the display, Marshall grabbed a nearby pillow to place under Gary’s hips and properly pushed his thighs apart. Taking hold of the d@ld@ in one hand and a plump thigh in another, Marshall teasingly dragged the tip across Gary’s folds before finally,  finally  sliding in, the pair groaning in tandem. Marshall made sure to push into him as slowly as possible, partially for Gary’s comfort and partially for the f@ck@ng  sinful  sight of his c@ck being sucked in by that tight hole. A remarkable amount had already been inserted before Gary finally made the call to pause, reaching out to touch Marshall’s shoulder as his chest heaved with effort.“Sorry, just- give me just a moment.”“Take all the time you need, I’m not going anywhere,” Marshall reassured, pressing gentle kisses across the length of Gary’s leg.“It’s just… you… you’re so  big, it’s a lot to handle,” Gary replied with a devious grin, despite the breathlessness in his voice.“You f@ck@ng c@cktease,” Marshall bit back, shaking with the strain of holding back. He refused to admit defeat, to reach down and give his painfully pulsing cl@t the stimulation it craved, but he had also never been this turned on in his  life. “You’ve got a lot to answer for once I’m done ruining that pretty hole of yours. Think you can handle that?”Gary smirked. “I look forward to it.”“Well, since you’re so confident…” Marshall gave the slightest of thrusts, pushing the toy further inside. Gary keened, legs beginning to shake as he let out a choked-off moan.“P-Please…” He shuddered as Marshall began to lightly press on the bulge already forming in his abdomen.“Hm? Please what?”“Fill me, please- ah- please, Marshall.”“When I’ve already filled you so nicely? Someone’s getting greedy—“ He punctuated his teasing with a single clean thrust, pushing the rest of his c@ck into him, so deep that he felt his own erection brush against Gary’s folds. A shout was all the warning he got before Gary’s entire body seized, tightening around the massive d@ld@. Marshall watched in rapt fascination as the man under him jerked and gasped through his @rg@sm, face contorted and swollen cl@t twitching with aftershocks. He soothingly stroked Gary’s thighs as the other man came down from his high, chest heaving. 
  
 “ F@ck, that was hot.”Gary only wordlessly beckoned him to lean down in response, his hand resting on the back of Marshall’s head when he did. Marshall took the hint and pressed closer, kissing him gently. When Gary’s hand moved to cup Marshall’s cheek, thumb lovingly stroking his cheekbone, a wave of euphoria rushed through him. He couldn’t stop himself from smiling into the kiss, so much so that the next press of Gary’s lips met with his teeth instead. The two chuckled quietly together before Marshall left one last kiss on the other man’s cheek. He pushed up just enough to lock eyes with the man below him. 
  
 “So, you ready for me to keep going? Because I’m sure as hell not done with you yet.”“Yes, yes,  please,” Gary replied, failing to hide the arousal and anticipation in his tone. Marshall laughed and craned his head down close to Gary’s ear. “God, baby, I’m gonna make you feel so f@ck@ng good,” he rumbled, Gary shivering in response. Pulling out slightly, Marshall rolled his hips forward, watching intently as Gary’s head fell back onto the pillow in bliss. He began at a slow pace, each time pushing more and more of his c@ck into Gary’s tight heat. Gary gasped and writhed beneath him, his mouth dropping open in a loud moan when Marshall gradually dragged the full length of his d@ck out before pushing completely in, this time with more force. His rhythm began to pick up speed until he was steadily thrusting into the man below him, who had only continued to get increasingly louder with his pleasure.“Ah- mmh- M-Marsha- ah, nnghf@ck—“ Gary groaned over the wet sounds of their f@ck@ng. “So- so good, g’nna c@m again- sh@t, p-please—““C@m again for me, love,” Marshall grunted out. “Show me how good my c@ck makes you feel.” Gary let out a string of whimpers as his second @rg@sm began to build up. A shout, and he was arching his back off the bed once again, tiny c@ck red and pulsing between his folds. Marshall slowed his movements to a slow rolling as he bent down to press delicate kisses to Gary’s forehead, cheeks, and neck while the other man recovered.“Still good to go?”“Please…” Gary breathed. “Don’t stop…”Marshall leaned fully back, hips still refusing to let up on their gentle yet deep thrusting. As Gary moved his legs to wrap around Marshall’s torso, the shorter man couldn’t help but key in on how they shook with exhausted effort. He rubbed at a plush thigh soothingly, marveling at Gary’s soft gasp and darkening blush.“Could you roll over for me, sweetheart?” Marshall requested, finally slowing his hips to a halt inside of Gary. “Let’s try out something new.” The man below him whined quietly at the loss of friction, but complied, letting out another noise when Marshall slipped the d@ld@ out of him momentarily to accommodate. With Gary laying on his stomach, Marshall was quick to push back into him, burying himself to the hilt in one gliding motion. Gary made a choked noise that cut into a moan as one of Marshall’s hands trailed up the length of his back to wrap in his bright pink hair, the other grasping a hip for leverage. In this position, Marshall could reach even deeper inside of his partner’s already greedy hole. His c@nt throbbed at the ease of his movements as he resumed f@ck@ng into Gary’s soaking p@ssy, close to a climax of his own just from the delicious noises the other man was making. He  had that effect on him.  He  was making him feel this good. And it was f@ck@ng  hot.“Ah- ahhMarshall fuckfuckFUCK!” Gary cried out as Marshall angled his hips into just the right spot. “Right there, s-so good- hah- so deep—““Yea, you like that? Look at you, taking me so well.” Marshall barely managed to keep his voice steady as his erection continued to burn with painful arousal. “My greedy little sl@t.” Gary moaned even louder at that, hands fisting into the bedsheets. “Y-Yes, your filthy- ah- little s-sl@t, all yours, wanna be so good- hhngh- for you—“ Marshall’s head was sent reeling at the words, which shot  straight  to his d@ck. “That’s right, baby. God, you’re so f@ck@ng perfect.” His thrusts grew desperate and sloppy as Marshall bent over Gary’s arched back, arms shaking with effort as he felt a familiar heat coil in his gut.No way was he about to c@m just from Gary’s moans and the slightest friction from his strap-on. No  f@ck@ng  way.Marshall buried himself fully into Gary’s c@nt, muffling his shout by biting the man’s shoulder as his @rg@sm ripped through him, turning his limbs to jelly. As if on cue, Gary groaned in overstimulation as he came for the third time that night, his back curving beautifully as he did. Marshall allowed himself a few moments of recovery before he detached his teeth from Gary, soothing the bite marks with lazy kisses. Even though he just came, the fiery arousal burning in Marshall’s cl@t had yet to calm down in the slightest. He could easily take care of that himself, though. Gary’s aftercare needs came first. There was no way in hell the man wasn’t exhausted after all that, and he deserved the best treatment Marshall could provide.Marshall gradually slipped his c@ck out of Gary, who shuddered at the empty sensation. “You just wait right here, okay?” He said, unfastening the strap-on from his hips as he spoke. “Let’s get you all cleaned up.” Gary blearily turned onto his back again. Marshall watched his eyes follow his hands as he laid the now removed harness onto the bed before directing their attention to his still throbbing cl@t.“But what about you?”“Ah, well, I’ll just take care of that myself. You’re definitely wiped out, so don’t worry about it.”“T-That’s not true!” Gary exclaimed, sitting up quickly with a speed and energy he didn’t have just minutes ago. “I’m alright, honestly. Besides,” he said, still maintaining eye contact despite the brilliant blush across his cheeks. “I want to return the favor, if that’s alright.”Marshall felt his ears grow warm at the declaration.  How is he so g@dd@mn perfect?  “F@ck, when you put it like that, it’s hard to refuse,” he chuckled before pulling the other man in for a brief kiss. “What exactly did you have in mind?”“Well, I…” Gary started nervously before leaning closer to Marshall’s ear, clearly nervous about making eye contact for this.  Cute.“I’ve been dying to suck your d@ck this whole evening, to be honest.”The unexpected boldness of the declaration utterly floored the shorter man, leaving him speechless. He must have stayed silent for too long because Gary pulled back, his expression uneasy.“I’m sorry, that was too forward, wasn’t it?”“No! No, you’re fine, you’re perfect!” Marshall rushed out, reaching to clasp their hands together. “Sorry, I just didn’t expect it, that’s all. In a good way.”“Really? So, you’re fine with—““Gary, I’d be okay with anything you wanted to do to me. Seriously.”“Oh. Okay.” The flush on Gary’s cheeks spread wider, his ears now burning a vibrant red. Marshall picked up their linked hands to place a kiss against the back of Gary’s, watching as a wide grin spread across his face. “I don’t think you understand the effect you have on me,” the shorter man said quietly. Gary hid his smile in Marshall’s shoulder in embarrassment, Marshall laughing in response. Suddenly, Gary turned his head and started to trail kisses down the other man’s neck. Marshall’s laughter caught on a sharp intake of breath, then a soft moan as Gary began nipping and sucking at the skin. His grip on their hands tightened as he shivered at the sensation.“A-Ah, Gary…”His neglected c@nt pulsed with interest, arousal singing through him. Pressing his thighs together to alleviate the feeling, he held back a whimper at the slight relief. Through his mental haze, Marshall felt Gary’s hands break free from his to trail down his body. One stopped at the small of his back to pull him closer, the other hovered hesitantly over the space between his legs, not quite touching. An unspoken request for permission.“Yea, go ahead…” Marshall’s voice came out quiet and strained as he struggled to stay calm, to not sound so desperate for Gary’s touch. With his affirmative, Gary responded almost immediately, hand lowering to wrap two fingers around his aching cl@t. Marshall tried and failed to hold back a groan as the other man began gently stroking him, the oversensitivity from his recent @rg@sm amplifying the sensations. Gary lifted his head from Marshall’s neck to kiss his lips briefly, the hand not currently occupied moving to cup the back of his head.“Lay down for me,” he whispered against Marshall’s lips. “I want to make you feel even better.” Marshall shivered as he felt his cock twitch against Gary’s fingers at the words, another faint moan escaping him. Craning his head slightly, he kissed the other man deeply, relishing in the noises he drew out from him. He let Gary guide him down until he was laying on his back, never once disconnecting their lips. Gary’s hands began to roam once again, stroking his torso and thighs reverently as he nudged Marshall’s legs apart. Placing one final kiss on his lips, the taller man pulled away, shuffling back until his head was between Marshall’s open thighs. Two hands moved to grip them, pushing his legs wider apart to reveal more of his c@nt, dripping with eagerness. Marshall flushed darkly at the compromising position. His face only grew hotter under Gary’s transfixed gaze directed straight at his exposed p@ssy.“…Just gonna stare all day?”Gary startled at his sudden words. “Ah! Sorry, I, uh… it’s just…” He placed a leg of Marshall’s over his shoulder before reaching to lovingly stroke across his hip and thigh. “You’re… all of you is just… so beautiful.”Marshall’s ears burned. His heart was  pounding. “You- you think I’m beautiful?” His voice came out so quiet, so awestruck it was almost a whisper.“Yeah, I really do,” Gary said back just as softly, craning his head down to kiss his inner thigh, dangerously close to where Marshall really wanted him. Marshall’s faint gasp shifted suddenly into a choked moan as Gary immediately moved to wrap his lips around his cl@t, sucking and licking with a filthy urgency that had Marshall crying out in pleasure. Long fingers began to drag through his folds, soft fingertips stroking the sensitive skin. All the while, Gary’s mouth continued its assault on Marshall’s cl@t, filling the room with obscene, wet sounds and Marshall’s chorus of moans and whimpers, his pleas to keep going, just like that,  never stop.“Oh- oh god, Gary- ah- s-so good, so good for me, fuck,” the shorter man groaned out. Gary acknowledged the praise with a whimper of his own, sending a wave of vibrations through Marshall’s c@nt that had his back arching and a fist curling into Gary’s hair. The tug on his pink locks brought out another moan from the taller man, Marshall practically sobbing at the feeling. If he kept this up, Marshall wasn’t going to last much longer. He could already feel the heat pooling in his abdomen, his muscles tensing in anticipation. 
  
 “F@ck, ‘m close, so close, don’t stop, baby. Good boy, mmh- making me feel so g-good.”Gary let out a low whine in the back of his throat, shoving his face further into Marshall’s soaked p@ssy even as thighs began to tighten around his head and the pull of his hair increased painfully. Marshall clapped a hand over his mouth, muffling the loud cry and string of curses as he came, more intensely than he’d ever felt before. He jolted violently, aftershocks racking through his body as Gary brought him down with gentle licks. Finally, the hand fisted in the other man’s hair uncurled and the vice lock of his thighs around his head opened up, Marshall panting with exhaustion. Gary, noticing this, pressed a final kiss to Marshall’s oversensitive cl@t before pulling away to nip and kiss at his thighs. Marshall sighed, content as he pet Gary’s head, blunt nails scratching lightly at his scalp. “God, that was… wow,” Marshall said as he sat up. “You’re amazing, you know that?”“Oh, you don’t have to flatter me, honestly,” Gary replied quietly, pulling away from between Marshall’s legs to lay down next to him on the bed.“Hey, didn’t you just tell me a few hours ago to stop selling myself short?” Marshall shifted to lay on his side, facing the other man. “Take your own advice, dude.”Gary sighed, defeated. He turned his head to look at Marshall. “I did say that, didn’t I?” Marshall laughed in response. “Come here, turn to me.” When Gary obliged, Marshall reached out, cupping his cheek tenderly.“Gary, I like you. I  really  really like you.”Gary’s face instantly turned bright pink, Marshall feeling the heat of his cheeks on his hand. “I, uh, I really like you too, Marshall.” A wide grin spread over Marshall’s face, pointed canines poking over his lip. Seeing this, Gary smiled in response, giggling bashfully as he shuffled closer, curling his body towards the shorter man.Marshall chuckled. “Hey.”“Hey yourself.”“Be my boyfriend.”“H-Huh?!” Gary jolted, hand flying up to swat at Marshall’s shoulder. “No fair, you beat me to it!”Marshall snorted, shaking with laughter. “So, that’s a yes?” He managed, wrapping his arms around Gary.“Of course it is, you big dummy!” Gary replied, returning the hug and burying his burning face in Marshall’s chest. The shorter man just tightened his hold, pressing their bodies together as the two giggled with giddy contentment. They stayed like that for a few moments, and might’ve fallen asleep like that had Marshall not started to notice the uncomfortable feeling of sweat and other fluids sticking to their skin.“As much as I’d love to keep cuddling, we’ve  got  to clean up.”Gary sighed, reluctantly peeling himself away. “Yeah… ugh, I need a shower.” Marshall perked up at the comment, looking at Gary with mischief in his eyes. “Well, how would my  boyfriend  like to join me for one?” Gary blushed before laughing, playfully shoving Marshall’s side. “I think he’d like that very much. You dork.” Marshall scoffed in fake indignation at the name, tugging Gary along as he stood up. “Can’t help it. Your first and only warning: you’re now dating a cheesy little son of a b@tch, so better get used to it.”“Oh really? Gonna call me goofy pet names? Write me a love song?”“Love  songs. Plural. Reeealll sappy ones.”Gary smiled, kissing his cheek as they walked towards the bathroom. “Then I can't wait. I’ve always loved your songs.”'
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