Chapter 79

Seeing Marceline curled up at the edge of the bed, eyes squeezed shut again, Curtis felt a rush of anger he couldn't explain. After his shower, he lay down and pulled her into his arms. She was definitely awake. Her whole body was tense, rigid with resistance. Curtis tightened his hold on her. He suddenly sat up, grabbed her legs, and leaned in close. Marceline's face went bright red. She tried to close her legs, but there was no use. "Curtis!" He had done this to her before, but it was a long time ago. Every time in the past, she had trembled uncontrollably, crying out his name. It was instinctive by now, and this time was no different. Marceline quivered all over, her face burning red. Even after all this time, Curtis still couldn't get enough of seeing her like this. And just like always, she cried. In the dim amber glow of the bedside lamp, the only sound was Curtis swallowing hard. Marceline cried until her body gave two sharp, involuntary jolts. Curtis sat up, pulled her