"And Marko called first dips." [Y/N] said, holding her hand out. Marko smiled and chuckled. He walked over and wrapped his arms around [Y/N]'s waist, pressing a kiss into his wife's neck, making her smile and lean her head against Marko's. David looked at Marko.

"Have her back at 2 in the morning. The rest of us want some time with our wife. And only prey on people who won't be missed. We're in a different country. Different territory. We can't risk anything." David said. Marko rolled his eyes and nodded.

"Whatever you say, Mister-Macho-Man." Marko teased. David narrowed his eyes.

"Marko." He growled. Marko held up his hands in surrender.

"Okay, okay! I get it. Have her back by two in the morning." Marko said. He rested his chin on [Y/N]'s shoulder. "And you do realize that if you don't get to spend time with her tonight, we still have a whole week to spend here in Rome." Marko said. David nodded.

"I know." David said. He then stared at Marko seriously. "Protect her. We almost lost her once. I don't want it to happen a second time." He said. Marko smirked and looked at [Y/N].

"Don't worry. I won't let anything hurt our Baby." He said, pressing a kiss to her cheek. [Y/N] sighed and rolled her eyes.

"I hope you all know that I'm right here and I am perfectly capable of protecting myself." She said. Marko chuckled and looked at her.

"We know, Baby," he said. He took [Y/N]'s hand in his own. "Let's get going." He said. [Y/N] smiled and nodded.

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"And just where are we going, my undead prince?" [Y/N] asked, her arms wrapped securely around Marko's waist as he rode his motorcycle through the streets of Rome. Marko chuckled.

"Ooh, undead prince, I like the sound of that." Marko said, smirking. [Y/N] rolled her eyes and rested her chin on Marko's shoulder.

"Just answer the question, Marko." [Y/N] said. Marko chuckled.

"Yes, my undead princess," Marko teased. "We're only going to the most visited place in Rome." Marko said. [Y/N] furrowed her eyebrows in confusion. She gasped and sat up as she lay her eyes upon the ruins of the Colosseum. Since it was around midnight, there was no one around. Marko stopped his motorcycle, turning off the engine. He kicked the stand up, letting the bike lean against the stand. He swung his leg off before turning to [Y/N] and helping her off. [Y/N] stared up at the ruins in amazement.

"Is this, what I think it is?" She asked quietly. Marko chuckled, wrapping his arm around her waist.

"Yup. It's the Colosseum. One of Rome's most visited places." Marko said. [Y/N] turned to look at him.

"And just what are we doing at the Colosseum?" She asked. Marko chuckled as he stood in front of [Y/N], wrapping his other arm around her waist.

"Well," he started to press some kisses along [Y/N]'s neck. "When a place is deserted by humans, and we're the only two around," his kisses made their way up to [Y/N]'s ear, Marko's nose brushing against her temple. "That usually means we get to have some much deserved time to ourselves, especially now that you're my wife." He whispered. [Y/N] turned her head slightly, looking at Marko. She scoffed.

"We can't do that here." She said. Marko chuckled.

"Oh yeah? And whose stopping us?" He asked.

[Y/N] gasped lightly as Marko pressed her against one of the pillars inside the Colosseum, pressing his lips to hers in a passionate kiss.

Marko's lips moved down to her neck, biting and sucking. [Y/N] bit back a moan, curling her fingers into Marko's curly hair.

"Y-You're just as bad as Paul." She whispered. Marko chuckled against her skin, sending goosebumps flying across her skin.

"Yeah? Well, I bet Paul can't make you feel as good as I can, Princess." Marko said. He then pulled off her top, his kisses moving lower and lower, fully intent on having her chanting his name instead of saying Paul's.

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//I apologize if this one isn't as good at the others. I just got home from work and my brain isn't supplying very much inspirational juice. I hope you all still like it though.//