Prince Gumball hummed to himself cheerfully as buzzed around his kitchen. Cooking always brought a pleasant feeling to him, nothing could possibly ruin his day. He was making cupcakes, for crying out loud! Strawberry flavoured, of course. What was more sweet, more tasty than cupcakes? Nothing, of course. But maybe he should conduct an experiment to truly solve what was the most tasty. Well, first, he would need some ice cream, different flavours to be sure, some chocolate and some other kinds of snacks and such. He could also-
Oooh! They were ready! Pulling on his favourite pair of of oven mitts (pink, no surprises there), Gumball pulled out the tray and placed it on the counter. He quickly transferred the cupcakes to a wire rack to cool and began washing the tray they had just been in (it was very important to clean up as you go).
"Lollipop, lollipop, oh lolly lolly lolly lolliPOP! Da dum dum dum." He sang as he scrubbed away at it.
"Hey, I didn't know you sang."
Gumball yelped and spun around to face the kitchen doorway. There floated Marshall with a cocky grin across his face. Gumball blushed and tried to regain his dignity, failing miserably.
"I, uh... I was just-"
"No, no, I kinda like it."
Gumball came up short. "You... you do?" He asked, his voice a mixture between curiosity and trepidation.
"Yeah, I do." His vampire friend answered, floating towards him slowly. Gumball didn't like the expression across his face, at all. It was too calculating; Marshall was planning something. Something that almost definably involved Gumball doing something embarrassing for his own depraved amusement.
"U-uh, Marshall, I should really get back to my baking. I need to frost the cupcakes and-"
"Wait," Marshall stopped just in front of him and dropped to his feet. He leaned his gray face towards his own, still grinning cunningly. Even on his feet, there was an exceptional gap between their heights. He cupped Gumball's cheek with one hand, and stroked the other with his left.
"M-marshall! Have you no idea of personal space!?"
He rolled his eyes. "Shut up and sing."
His eyes flashed. "I could make you..."
Gumball scoffed. "As of you could, now, if you please-" he was cut off as Marshall's lips slammed against his own. All his defenses shut down, and he felt himself melt into the unexpected kiss.
Marshall explored the Prince's mouth, not leaving an inch of it unclaimed by him. Finally he broke apart to give the flustered pink Prince some air.
He grinned. "Sing." He commanded.
Gumball gasped. He nodded. "Okay, but I think I need more encouragement..."
Marshall grinned slyly. "I can do that." He said before leaning forward for another kiss.