"Don't look at me like that. You know you want to join me on the bed." Marceline chuckled at the guy standing at the foot of his own bed. A guy that just so happened to be her best friend.

"Will you shut up for longer then five seconds, asshole?" Sure, they were fighting but Marceline couldn't help herself. She needed to feel those damn lips of his even if only for a second before he yelled at her again.

Marceline was spending the end of her summer in Italy. She loved coming here and just exploring and getting lost. That was what she was doing today. She was in some little local market just looking for something she might want when she bumped into someone accidentally. "Sorry." She muttered to him in Italian before turning back to the fruit stand.

"Is there something I can help you with since you keep glancing over at me?"

It was late and she was restless. She had something on her mind and she needed to do it. Knocking on his door, she pushed it open. "Parker, you still up?" She asked softly as she closed the door behind her. If he wasn't awake now, he certain would be once she got her mouth around him.

Marceline hadn’t been expecting to catch him doing that when she walked in. Not that she was complaining at all. She moved over and crawled on to his bed. “Well, look what we have here.” She whispered teasing before leaning in and licking the tip of his cock almost teasingly. Just getting a taste and then she was just wanting more.

Maybe she had had a few too many drinks if she was dancing around like an idiot and giggling but who cared. A girl only turns twenty-one once in her life.