*Finn's Age: 22*

Finn's P.O.V

Love isn't just a four letter word to say aimlessly. It's a true and pure emotion that can be felt by almost any living creature, at least that's what I've come to believe. Love can be found by anyone and can make two people from different backgrounds become completely inseparable to the point where there's nobody else they'd rather be with. I believe this so wholehearted because of my loving, affection, radical dame girlfriend Marceline. Oh, Marcy, how did I ever get so lucky to call you mine? We've been dating over the past two years. It was sometime when I was 19 or so when we first confessed our feelings for each other and started going out. Now, at 22, we're both still going strong in our relationship. Marcy and I have been beyond happy these past few years and now I'm thinking of taking the next step in our relationship. Proposing.

The thought of getting down on one knee and asking Marceline to be my wife fills me with a mixture of nervousness and thrill as I stand in her kitchen and prepare some breakfast for the two of us. I'm cooking up some bacon pancakes for me and some red foods for my special girl. It's technically our kitchen now because I moved in here just last year, Marcy admitting that she was getting lonely being all by herself and would've loved nothing more if I moved in with her. I'd be lying if I said I wasn't wanting to do it anyway, but since she popped the question first, I think it was better than me potentially making her feel like I wanted to rush our relationship along into the moving-in-together phase.

I flip the pancakes over the bacon and stir the blood-strawberry juice mix, the blood being my own of course. After a couple more minutes of cooking, I switch the stove off and serve up my breakfast onto a plate while pouring the red liquid into a cup. Holding the plate of food in one hand and the cup in the other, I make my way out of our kitchen and through the living room. I very skillfully maneuver up the ladder, even with both my hands full, and tiptoe very quietly over to Marcy. She's still sleeping, facing towards her nightstand with her arm hanging over the side. She looks so happy when she's resting that sometimes I don't want to wake her. But there are other times when I catch her hugging my pillow to her chest thinking it's me, which is when I do wake her up so I can give her the real thing.

I go with a romantic move and go to sit on the edge of our bed, waiting patiently for Marceline to wake up. The fresh scent of breakfast eventually wafts past her nose and brings her from her dreams, my lovely vampire sitting up slowly and blinking her eyes tiredly as the bed sheets fall onto her lap. Marcy spots me when she's awake enough to keep her gaze focused and an instant smile grows on her face.

"What an amazing sight to wake up to" My queen purrs softly, not even trying to cover up her exposed chest. 

Marceline's only covered by her bed sheets. We did Tier 15 last night and needless to say, it was an exhilarating and fulfilling experience. Jake had constantly pestered me to avoid it, but getting more rebellious when I get older means I have a tendency to not listen and do the exact opposite, which is why I was happy to do it when Marcy wanted to. But I giggle a bit and move the breakfast that I prepared so that it's more easily noticed. It works and Marceline turns her head when she sees the plate and cup.

"What do you have there, cutie?" Marcy asks, leaning forward to get a better look.

"Why, breakfast for two of course" I reply, smiling. 

"You...made me breakfast?" She asks, almost in disbelief, a small blush spreading across her face. 

I nod and Marcy quickly pulls me forward and throws her arms around my neck. She squeezes me so hard I think I might pass out from lack of breath.

"You are too perfect for me, Finn" Marceline whispers in my ear, nibbling it a little before resting her head on my left shoulder.

"Oh, Marcy" I muse, kissing her bite marks, "I will always say the same about you." 

Marcy moans and hums in pleasure as I rub up and down her back. I pull back from the hug after a bit and then give her the red drink. My girl slurps that stuff down faster than a human that's went without water for five days. She burps, which I find cute, and sets the cup down on the nightstand.

"That was good, Finn, but I'm still hungry" Marceline says, rubbing her pale tummy. 

I frown and begin to get up so I can fetch her some more red, but my queen yanks me back down, bringing me down beside her on the bed.

"Hungry for you~" Marcy finishes, staring at me with lustful red eyes. 

My eyes widen in sweet surprise and Marceline pulls me close and connects our lips passionately. Her arms snake around my chest and press me against her breasts. Somehow, her legs get out from under the covers and fold themselves around my waist. With her vampire strength, Marceline spins us over in midair so that she's now on top and I'm on bottom. Marcy continues her love making ethics and begins grinding up against me, her panting showing just how horny she is. I massage up and down her shoulder blades, but also run my hands up and down her slender, smooth legs. When she feels this, Marceline works her tongue into my mouth in pleasure. I latch onto her tongue with my own and press our lips even harder together.

We don't go any farther than that, even though we're both still pretty aroused. We lie next to each other on the bed, both panting from the experience, thought it's a bit more Marcy than me. My girl smiles warmly at me and sits up, grabbing the bacon pancakes plate that slide towards the bottom of the bed. She motions for me to sit up, so I do. With a kind gesture, Marceline then picks up the fork and begins feeding me pieces of fluffy pancake. I bite each of the fork and swallow earnestly. This right here is something that we do occasionally when we're both in a really loving mood.

My beautiful queen feeds me all of the pancakes, but saves one last bit for us to share. Sticking the pancake piece partly in her mouth, Marcy beckons me to come with the ushering of her pointer finger. I close the gap eagerly and clamp down on the rest of the pancake. Our mouths then begin their natural game of tug of war with the last bite of breakfast. Kissing in the process, we eventually get the pancake bit broken up between the collective effort of our saliva. I quickly found out, once we began dating, that kisses are Marceline's favorite form of affection.

"That was magical" Marcy sighs when we separate.

"I'm pretty sure that it was all you, lovely" I compliment kindly. 

My pale-skinned girlfriend blushes a light shade of red and looks away in embarrassment, her legs tucked underneath her. I gently touch her chin and bring her gaze back to me. Now is the time I ask the most serious and nerve-wracking question of my entire life. To make sure that this can be traditionally accurate, I get up off the bed and stand directly in front of my queen.

"Marceline, words cannot even begin to describe the love I have for you" I confess, holding her hands, "It's like a starry night with no clouds with the constellations out. My love for you is like those stars. There is so much that it can't be measured." 

Marceline squeezes my hand and tilts her head, looking at me with beyond happy eyes as her raven hair falls over her chest. Even when she's wearing nothing, she's still stunningly beautiful in every way possible.

"We've had so many adventures together that it's unbelievable. Now, I ask at this moment, if you will join me on the biggest adventure of both of our lives" I continue, making the subtle transition into kneeling in front of her. 

Marceline slowly catches on to what's happening and covers her mouth with both hands, utter shock clear on her face. I reach into my shorts pocket and ever so carefully, I take out the ring that Jake gave me last night. I visited him and told him about my plan that would happen at this very moment. He was so supportive and gave me the ring, saying he was going to use for him and Lady, but since he gave her a different one instead, he'll let me have it. I thanked him so much for that.

"Marceline Abadeer, will you marry me?" I finally ask. 

What comes next I do not expect. Tears run down Marcy's cheeks as breaks down and sobs into her hands. I frown with confusion and scratch the back of my head. Uh... this wasn't supposed to happen. Marcy shakes with her crying and I come up to her, laying a comforting hand on her arm.

"What's wrong, sweetheart?" I frown, concerned at her reaction. 

Marceline puts her hands down and pounces on me, knocking me backwards onto the floor. She kisses me so passionately that I don't think I've ever felt until now.

"Yes! Yes, I'll marry you!" She cries happily, pulling back from the lip lock as I slide the ring gently onto her ring finger to which she then pulls me in for yet another loving hug.

"I love you so much, Finn. You make me feel so special and treat me so nicely. I'm truly lucky to have someone as kind and considerate as you in my life" My newfound fiancee says quietly. 

We stay in that position for a while, but eventually I get up and Marceline does the same. She immediately wants to talk wedding details. We both sit back down on the bed, Marcy still not wanting to put any clothes on, and we talk extensively about it, even going downstairs and sitting at the kitchen table at one point. And once we iron out all the specifics, My fiancee is all giddy with excitement and eagerness. I smile and she goes back upstairs to put some clothes on. I can't believe that I actually did it! Now, it's gonna happen at last. 

But she then calls me up saying that she's having a problem. I quickly get upstairs and enter the bathroom, Marceline becoming visible again as she shuts the door behind me, making me realize I just fell for one of her tricks again. Her schemes and tricks became a lot more...sexual ever since we got comfortable exploring how affectionate we could be with one another. She blows in my ear and whispers for me to take my clothes off and join her, wanting to reward her hero for 'being so brave to take the next step'. My heart spikes at her seductive tone and I smile, following her order as she helps me, then grabbing my hand and pulling me under the already running warm water. That's when Round 5 begins and boy is she eager.

3 Days Later...

Marceline and I walk hand in hand up to a cliff side that overlooks a lake. It's hours before sunrise, but still plenty dark outside. I picked this spot because it overlooks a large body of water and it seemed like the ideal place for a big act of romance. Marcy thought that her back porch could've been a good spot, seeing as our guest list didn't even reach double digits, but we ultimately went with my idea.

"We're almost there, Marcy Mar" I tell her, trying to ease my own fast beating heart by saying that to her.

"I can't wait, Finn! I just can't wait!" My vampire lover shakes with excitement.

She and I wear nearly matching wedding outfits, both black, sleek, and formal tops and bottoms with light blue collared dress shirts and red boots, though hers is in more of a dress shape while mine is a suit. Ahead, Mr. Abadeer and my brother Jake stand ready to get this party started. Hunson stands on one side while Jake stands at the altar, which is really a taller than normal tree stump. When I asked him to be the ordained priest and everything, he was overjoyed. Jake was really glad I was including him in our wedding ceremony, but I wanted him there at any cost. He's my brother, after all, and he's done so much for me up to this point that I couldn't bear the thought of not having him here. Jake's also the one who gave me the rings I now carry in my closed right hand, him having bought them for me in advance since he was confident I'd reach this tier one day and wanted to be prepared.

As the two of us approach the place where we'll be bound together forever, I spare a glance at Marceline's dad. He grins at me. I actually went to the Nightosphere last night while Marcy was resting and asked his permission to marry her, even though by all standards it was a bit late in the process. Mr. Abadeer was so glad to hear the news and gave his permission quite easily. Before I left, though, he said to me, and I quote, "I'm so happy to hear that you're going to be the one that marries my little Marceline. I had a good feeling about you since I first met you, kid. You'll do fine tomorrow, trust me". I then returned back to Marceline's after giving Hunson the details of when the wedding would be and where and went back upstairs to re-join my fiancee in bed. And that time, it wasn't with the intention of Tier 15. She just cuddled up to me, her face in my neck and her hand and chest pressed against mine. Marcy always does give the best cuddles.

My soon-to-be wife and I step up to the altar and officially mark the beginning of this wedding. I wanted this to be low-key so that Mar Mar didn't feel overwhelmed, so that's why no other princesses and citizens are here. Especially not Princess Bubblegum. As we were planning out the ceremony, I brought up how we needed to make sure that PB didn't know, given how she'd probably ruin it in some way. Marcy agreed and we tried our best to ensure that neither of us said anything to Bubblegum before the big day.

"Marriage is an act of faith, an oath that holds two people together through rough times and blackened days. It provides light in a dark tunnel and unites a couple under a common banner of love and compassion. May it be said that Finn and Marceline have found each other and have stayed together with such care and compassion. If there's anyone who thinks these two shouldn't be married, don't even bother trying to speak because you'll get these hands if you do" Jake preaches/threatens. 

We look around, but see no sign of intervention or objection.

"Finn, my bro, do you take Marceline to be your lawfully wedded wife? To hold in sickness and in health, for as long as you both shall live?" My brother asks me.

"I do" I answer, not taking my eyes off her.

"And, do you Marceline, take Finn to be your lawfully wedded husband? To hold in sickness and in health for as long as you both shall live?" Jake then asks Marcy.

"Yes, I do" She replies, her red orbs not leaving me.

"Then, by the power invested in me, along with assured approval that I won't be blasted by the Lord of the Nightosphere if I mess this up, I pronounce you both husband and wife" The dog concludes, glancing cautiously at Marceline's dad while Marcy and I smile at his comment, "You may kiss the bride." 

I softly lean in and press my lips against Marcy's. She snakes her arms around my neck and leans back, pulling me forward slightly. Jake and Hunson clap accordingly, but are both surprised that about five minutes go by and neither Marceline nor I have broken the kiss yet.

"Woah, easy does it there, you two!" Mr. Abadeer teases, "I know you both are young and full of feisty thoughts, but let's try to keep it contained so that I don't see something I can't unsee."

"Dad!" My wife exclaims in embarrassment, breaking from the kiss. 

Hunson merely rolls his cat-like eyes and walks up to me, putting his hand on my shoulder.

"From the time you tried to get me and my little monster to reconcile to risking your life going back to the Nightosphere to break her free from the amulet, I had high hopes for you, Finn the Human" He peers down at me, his smile calculated but sincere, "I had almost though my Marceline was never going to be fully happy, but once you came along, I could definitely see her more happy than she ever was before. Don't ever stop being you, Finn. Because that's the man my daughter loves and the man I'm proud to have as my son-in-law."

"Yes, sir, Mr. Abadeer" I nod respectfully.

Jake and Hunson then leave us some room, beginning to walk away as I smile and cup Marceline's face in my hands.

"I love you, Finn" Marceline says, resting her forehead on mine.

"I love you too, Marceline" I reply happily.

"Marceline Mertens" She says out loud, smiling while thinking about it, "I really do like it."

"How about Mrs. Mertens?" I suggest, remembering that Jake had said that Mom and Dad had said that humans used to have titles like that in married couples.

"I think I'll come to like that too" Marcy agrees, then looping her arm around mine, "Say, why don't we head to Bonnibel's kingdom and get some dinner out to celebrate? It'll be nice to just waltz in there dressed like this and not tell anybody what just happened."

"Hehe, good idea" I chuckle.

"But when we get back, I'm gonna ride you so hard that you'll be moaning my name all night long~" My wife smirks seductively.

"Oh, we'll see about that" I smirk back at her, my eyes narrowing, "Because I seem to remember you loving it when you were on bottom and were constantly moaning out 'my hero'."

"Naughty boy" Marcy grins proudly, rubbing her nose against mine affectionately.

We begin to walk away, but then hear an all-familiar voice behind us.

"Hey, wait up, you two" Princess Bubblegum calls to us.

Marceline and I turn to see the princess standing at the cliff's peak, adorned in some kind of wearable cloaking device.

"What are you doing here, Bonnie?" Marcy asks pointedly, frowning and holding me close.

"C'mon, Marceline, did you think you and Finn could hide your wedding plans from me? You forget that I still have hidden cameras set up all over Ooo, your house included" Bubblegum playfully rolls her eyes, though her words do get me a bit mad.

"Excuse me, Bonnibel, but that's a blatant invasion of our privacy!" Marcy snaps angrily, her face morphing into a serpent, "Now you turn those globdammed cameras off right now, tell us why you just eavesdropped on our private wedding without telling us and spied on our plans without us knowing, or so help me I'll suck the life out of you until you're nothing but a shriveled-up raisin!"

"Relax, Marceline, I didn't come here to cause trouble" Princess Bubblegum says patiently, pressing a few buttons on her wrist, "In fact, I'll grant you two a favor. Alongside those cameras I mentioned just now getting permanently shut off like you asked, I've also informed the best restaurant in the Candy Kingdom to let you eat there for free to celebrate your union."

"Wait...really?" Marceline frowns, her face going back to normal.

"I may be a lot of things, Marceline, but completely, totally heartless is not one of them" PB admits genuinely, "Now you and Finn go enjoy your evening. I'm going to go spread the news to all the other princesses in Ooo."

"You most certainly will not!" Marceline snaps at her again.

"I'm kidding, I'm kidding" Bubblegum chuckles, even though we both know she probably still will once we leave, "Mostly."

Marceline rolls her eyes and tugs on my arm, indicating that she wants to go. I give Bubblegum my thanks and she waves us goodbye, then disappearing into thin air.

"Ugh, just like her to come uninvited" Marceline huffs.

"Hey, don't let her get you down" I tell her softly, rubbing her back comfortingly, "This is our special night after all. Let's take advantage of it."

"Yeah, yeah, you're right, Finn" My wife nods, her smiling quickly returning, "So let's get right to it!"