Chapter 11: It Was a Trick (part 1)

Chapter 11: It Was a Trick

[Mission 8 Completed]

[Reward: 700 LIB coins]

"Very impressive." Finn slid under the trunk of a tree, twisting his sword around his arm. Dozens of massive reptilian creatures lay dead before him.

Simon and Marceline approached, sitting nearby to catch their breath. "I don’t get it. If you want to kill them, just let us help. Why do you have to take down every single one yourself?" Marceline asked, panting heavily.

Finn stayed silent, catching his breath for a moment, then addressed Sika. "Alright, next mission."

[Completed: You've already finished three medium missions, two normal ones, and three easy ones. That's all there is for now.]

"What?! I thought missions were endless!" Finn exclaimed in frustration.

[They’re not.]

"Damn it. Fine, how much do I have now?" he asked eagerly.

[3750 ∆]

"Great, the rewards were really generous," he said, clearly impressed. Then he turned to Simon and Marceline, who were bracing themselves for more grueling tasks.

"You can both leave now," he ordered, standing up.

"Seriously?" Marceline exclaimed with joy. Finn walked away as Simon shifted back to his normal form.

"Finally, some rest," Simon muttered to himself.

"Why do you think he does such weird things?" Marceline asked, curiosity etched on her face.

"Who cares? Honestly, that kid has some serious issues in his head," Simon growled in a low voice, careful not to let Finn overhear.

"Hey, don’t say that. He’s not that bad," Marceline said, patting his shoulder.

They headed back to Marceline’s house. As soon as they entered, Simon collapsed on the couch and fell asleep, exhausted. Marceline covered him with a blanket before heading into the kitchen to prepare something to eat.

The moment she stepped inside, she was startled to see Finn standing there, casually eating something.

"How the hell did you get in here?!" she exclaimed in shock.

Ignoring her question, Finn continued, "Buy more of these biscuits in the future; they’re delicious," he said, wiping crumbs from his mouth.

"Uh, those are a special recipe for vampires. They’re made with bird blood. Didn’t the red color give it away?" she asked, raising an eyebrow.

"Oh…" Finn glanced at the biscuit in his hand. "Huh, still tasty." He finished it. "So, how’s PB doing?" he asked, placing the empty dish back.

"Nothing new. She mostly tries to sleep with me, but I avoid her, so she doesn’t come around anymore. She hasn’t even met Simon yet," Marceline replied, a hint of sadness in her voice.

"You remember the rule, right?" Finn shot her a sharp look.

"Keep dating her, but no sex. Don’t worry, I know it better than my own name," she replied, pausing for a moment. "Hey, Finn…" she said shyly.

"What?" he asked, stopping just as he was about to leave.

"Since I’ve been so obedient, don’t you think I deserve… a reward, maybe?" she teased, brushing her arm as a blush spread across her cheeks. "I mean… you’ve forbidden me from having sex with her, but I still have my needs, you know," she murmured, looking down.

Finn stayed silent for a moment, then stepped closer. "You’re right. You do deserve something," he said, pulling her toward him. His hand slid down to grab her ass firmly, pulling her body against his.

Before Marceline could utter another word, Finn grabbed her by the waist with a firm grip, pulling her body flush against his. His lips descended on hers with raw ****, a kiss that was more an act of domination than tenderness. His tongue pried her lips apart, invading her mouth with a fervor that left her breathless. Marceline gasped softly, her body melting against his as his hand slid boldly down to cup her full, round ass.

His fingers dug into her soft flesh, kneading it possessively as his other hand pressed against the small of her back, holding her tightly against him. Marceline let out a soft whimper into the kiss, her knees buckling slightly from the intensity. Finn deepened the kiss, his tongue tangling with hers in a wet, heated battle that sent waves of heat coursing through her.

The kiss broke abruptly, and Finn pulled back just enough to look down at her, his lips slick with their mingled saliva. His blue eyes burned with an unrelenting hunger. "On your knees," he ordered, his voice low, commanding, and dripping with authority.

Marceline’s crimson eyes widened, her cheeks flushed a deep red as the weight of his words sank in. Her breath hitched, and she sank to her knees without hesitation, moving slowly, her every movement deliberate and filled with anticipation. Her sharp fangs peeked out as she bit her bottom lip, her hands resting tentatively on her thighs as she knelt before him, her gaze locked on the growing bulge in his pants.

Finn unzipped his pants, freeing his cock, thick and throbbing with arousal. Marceline’s eyes widened at the sight of him, her lips parting as a thin string of saliva dripped from the corner of her mouth. She licked her lips slowly, her tongue flicking out as she gazed up at him with a mix of awe and hunger.

"Open wide," Finn growled, his tone leaving no room for hesitation. He grabbed a fistful of her dark, silky hair, guiding her head forward. Marceline obeyed instantly, her lips parting as she leaned in, letting her tongue swirl teasingly around the swollen head of his cock.

Her warm, wet mouth enveloped him slowly, savoring the salty taste as her tongue glided along his length. Finn groaned deeply, his grip on her hair tightening as he pushed himself further into her mouth. Marceline gagged slightly at the stretch, but she quickly adjusted, her throat accommodating him as best she could.

Finn didn’t wait for her to catch her breath. His hips began to move, thrusting into her mouth with slow, deliberate strokes that grew faster and more intense with each passing moment. Marceline’s lips struggled to maintain a tight seal around him, her tongue fumbling clumsily along his shaft as she tried to adjust to the overwhelming sensation of him filling her mouth.

Drool pooled at the corners of her lips, dripping down her chin as the lewd, wet sounds of her efforts filled the room. Finn’s groans deepened, his breaths growing ragged as Marceline’s soft moans sent vibrations up his cock, pushing him closer to the edge.

"Good girl," Finn muttered through gritted teeth, his voice thick with pleasure. Marceline’s cheeks burned at the praise, her eyes watering as she took him deeper, her nose pressing against his pelvis as he thrust into her throat.

Finn’s movements grew erratic as his release approached. With one final thrust, he buried himself to the hilt, his cock twitching as hot, thick cum exploded into her throat. Marceline’s eyes widened as his load filled her mouth, the sheer volume overwhelming her senses.

Sperm spilled from the corners of her mouth, dripping down her chin and staining her flushed cheeks. Some of it even escaped through her nose as Finn groaned deeply, savoring the sight of her messy, submissive expression.

Marceline swallowed as much as she could, the salty, musky taste coating her tongue and making her throat burn slightly. As Finn finally pulled back, she gasped for air, her chest heaving as she coughed softly, trying to clear the lingering sensation from her throat.

Her lips were red and swollen, glistening with saliva and streaks of his cum that still clung to the corners of her mouth. Small trails of his release dripped down her chin, mixing with the tears that had pooled in her eyes during the intense act.

Marceline wiped her mouth with the back of her hand, her breaths uneven as she struggled to regain her composure. Despite the slight ache in her jaw and the embarrassing sound of her coughing, her crimson eyes sparkled with a mix of dazed arousal and curiosity.

"That’s it?" she teased, her voice husky and filled with a needy edge as she licked the remnants from her lips. "You’ve been holding out on me, Finn."

Finn smirked down at her, his blue eyes gleaming with satisfaction. Adjusting his pants, he leaned down slightly, his voice a dark promise. "Tonight, come to my place. There’s more where that came from."

Marceline bit her lip, her crimson eyes sparkling with excitement. She couldn’t wait for what awaited her next.