Note: I wrote this as a one shot, but if you're interested in me continuing it... let me know. Thank you for reading. :)
It was raining out and Marinette knew that it wasn't safe for them to be on patrol that night. So, she had transformed to tell Chat that it was best for them to skip patrol.
Marinette sat in her bed with her pink comforter pulled around her shoulders, while she sipped some hot tea from a vintage tea cup. She pulled her fluffy, pink, cat eared hoodie over her head and closed her eyes with a sigh.
"It's really raining outside, isn't it Marinette?" Tikki flew up to her and sat on her bent knee.
"Mm-hm. I love the rain though. It's the best time to knit, or read… or write in my journal." Marinette picked up the book she had been reading and set her cup down to turn to the page that she was at.
Thunder crashed and lightning flashed across her bedroom. She jumped and giggled with Tikki over how silly they had been to be afraid of something so natural.
A thump sounded above her head and Tikki jumped. Marinette set her book down as she heard more crashing from above. The sounds of breaking glass and grunts filtered into her room as she heard the skidding of boots. Familiar boots.
"Tikki… Was there an akuma that we somehow missed?" Marinette flashed a concerned look at her kwami. Usually, Tikki would have told her if something was happening.
The sound of metal hitting the cement rang out with the sound of something dragging. "Tikki… I don't like this."
"Hang on." Tikki zipped up and out of the trap door.
The little red bug hid inside one of the rose planters. She looked closer seeing who was on the balcony. It was someone in a black hoodie, blood trailed behind his boots, as the figure used a metal staff to walk. She watched the perpetrator collapse and soon a neon green light took the person over. Tikki gasped as Adrien replaced the dark figure. He was dressed in black joggers and his back was covered in bruises and long lines of red. His back rose and fell with each hollow breath.
"Shoot, shoot, shoot. What do I do?" Tikki brought her hands to her mouth with wide purple eyes. "Marinette!" She zipped back inside and got into Marinette's face.
"What was it?" Marinette looked at her kwami, who was busy pulling on her hoodie.
"Go! Go! Now! Up!" Tikki pointed to the ceiling and Marinette quickly scrambled to open her trap door.
She looked through the rain and saw a soaked figure with messy wet blonde hair on her balcony. Marinette leapt down and grabbed her pink comforter, before dragging it towards him. She crouched down in front of him and brushed his wet hair from his face and gasped, falling back. She scurried back against her wall and brought her knees to her chest.
"Marinette! Get it together! He's hurt. Fix it!" Tikki pushed her shoulder and Marinette swallowed hard.
She slowly crawled towards him and ran her fingers along the cuts on his back and heard him hiss in pain. "This is bad, Tikki. I don't… I don't know if I can fix this. They already started to get infected… They're not new. He needs more than just little old me. I can't do it. I- I don't know what to do…" Marinette grabbed the front of her dark hair and let tears fall down her cheeks.
"Marinette. You're Ladybug. Be strong. You'll think of something." Tikki tried to believe in Marinette.
She sighed and touched Adrien's shoulder. "Hey. Hey. Adrien." She tried to lightly shake him, but it didn't help.
Marinette threw the blanket down the trap door and grabbed him to pull him towards the opening. She groaned as she pulled his weak body towards her door. Marinette slowly eased him down and onto her bed. She caught her breath and dropped down after him.
Marinette ran to grab a washcloth with warm water, a towel, and a pair of dry joggers she had made for her clothing line. She sat on her bed and stared down at him. She worried her bottom lip.
"Marinette… you're 23 now." Tikki rolled her eyes.
She shot her a look. "It's still awkward… Tikki."
"Fine I'll do it." Tikki started to pull at the hem of his joggers.
"No, it's fine. Just- just stop." Marinette sighed and she swallowed hard. "I told him we weren't going out tonight for patrol… why was he out in the rain…" She hooked her fingers into the band of his joggers and kept her eyes on his face, while she pulled them down. He winced as his back moved along her bed, irritating his cuts. She had to get him out of his wet clothes and dry or they'd get worse.
She quickly threw the comforter over him and rolled him onto his stomach. She let out the breath that she had been holding. "There. That wasn't so bad." Marinette smiled and looked over his wounds.
She took the wash cloth and wet it with the warm water. "I'm sorry, Adrien." She slowly began to dab at his wounds and groans came from his lips. "Tikki, can you bring me the alcohol please?"
Tikki zipped off and came back with a bottle and some cotton balls for her. Marinette took them and began to dab his wounds with the alcohol soaked cotton.
He clenched the blankets and slowly opened his eyes to look at her. "Mari-Marinette?" He got up slightly and she quickly covered her eyes with her palms.
"You- um… it was raining… and um…" Marinette giggled as she became flustered with flushed cheeks. "I was just trying to help you. You see you're wounded and your cuts are infected and if I don't clean them out… um… I didn't see anything. I swear. I kept my eyes on your face and back the whole time and… you're my friend… and I just-"
"It's okay." Adrien laid back down for her. "I'm sorry that I dropped in and woke you. I just didn't know where else to go."
Marinette slowly took her hands from her eyes and smiled warmly at him. "I was reading actually. It's no trouble. Really." She began to dab his wounds once more. "It'd be better if you just took a shower or took a warm bath to clean them, though. And then just keep them clean and dry. Put Neosporin on the wounds. I mean- you can go home and do that. I can drive you. I- Um… You probably think I'm so lame." Marinette looked away and worried her bottom lip.
"Marinette." Adrien sighed and turned his head to look at her. "Would it be okay if I borrow your bathroom?"
"Um… I guess, but I mean the tub isn't as spacious as yours is and I'm sure you-" Marinette went on and on again with her words, before he interrupted her with a gentle laugh.
"I'll be okay. I don't mind smaller bathrooms." Adrien rolled his eyes and tried to get up.
Marinette turned away with a blush and passed him the towel. "Here. Sorry." Her bangs fell into her eyes as her knees trembled. She tried to think of anything but her naked partner in her bed or how her heart sped up, causing heat to radiate out to her fingertips.
"Are your parents home?" Adrien tucked the towel around his hips and she shook her head.
"No, th-they went to a sexing competition- I mean baking competition- in the United States. I've been left to run the bakery for them." Marinette blushed and took in his well sculpted pecs, abs, and biceps. He had aged well and she licked her lips, trying to hide her reaction to him. She wanted the ground to swallow her whole for saying what she had.
"I admire their openness to try new things." Adrien smirked and bit his tongue. Marinette gasped and punched him in the bicep. "OW!" He turned slightly away from her and she followed through with the punch too far and fell into him, causing them to both fall to the ground.
She squealed and gripped his chest in her hands. "I didn't mean to say THAT!" Marinette's voice was quiet and she hid in her hair.
He burst into a laugh and covered his eyes with his forearm. His back stung and his laugh filtered into a groan as the pain set in.
"Sorry, let- let's get you cleaned up. You can tell me all about it, if you want." Marinette scrambled up and off of him. She held out her hand and he took it, getting to his feet. "You don't have to. I just- I thought if it helps to talk about it. I- I didn't hear an akuma alert and I didn't- well it's a bit strange that you would show up on my balcony like that." She rubbed her upper arm and peered at him from the corner of her eye.
"Why don't you lead the way and I'll talk." Adrien smiled warmly at her and she nodded. He wasn't sure if he wanted to tell her or if she would care. He hadn't told anyone about it or that he was even into what it was that lead to where he was at.
"Sounds good." Marinette walked out of her room and down the stairs to the main room.
"I'm going to tell you because your not only my partner, but you're my best friend. I haven't told anyone about this. So, please don't tell anyone or judge me." Adrien sighed as she opened the bathroom door for him.
"I promise that I won't judge." Marinette smiled at him and held the door. "Here it is."
A clawfoot bathtub sat in the middle of the room, while a shower sat in a corner. A white pedestal sink sat along one wall with an ornate mirror above it. The walls were pink and the tile flooring was white.
"I love it." Adrien smiled and ran his hand along the sink.
"I mean… your bathroom is nice." Marinette shrugged and started the water in the tub for him.
"Yeah, but it's too massive for one man. Just saying." Adrien gave her his model smile and she looked at him with sympathy. "Don't give me that expression. I get that too often as it is from strangers."
"I know. Since Hawkmoth. I- I'm really sorry." Marinette looked down at the water that was rippling away from the faucet.
"That's not the problem. Yeah, it sucks. Yeah, I wish my father wasn't some psychotic man. But I can't change that or what he did." Adrien shrugged and crossed his arms, watching her run her fingers along the water. Watching her dark hair filter in front of her face as she sat on the edge of the tub. He cleared his throat. "About my back um-"
"Yes?" She peered up through the curtain of her hair and his cheeks flushed. Her eyes sparked in the light and her smile was magnetic.
"I um- found this Domme while at a club. I mean-" He rubbed the back of his neck and hissed at how his back stung as his muscles stretched.
"It's ready." Marinette smiled and got up from the tub. "Towels are in the cabinet over there and I'll be in the kitchen." Marinette went to leave.
"Can- Do you mind staying? I was telling you the story anyway." Adrien awkwardly smiled and she looked up at him with parted lips.
She wanted to punch herself in the face for not paying attention and letting her embarrassment take over. "Uh, sure. Sorry. I got distracted with wanting to give you privacy. I'll just go stand facing that wall, while you get in." Marinette got up from the side of the tub and walked over to the wall. She faced it and waited.
"She seemed like what I had researched. She made it seem like she was safe and knew how to be a good Domme, but I was naive and too excited. I didn't watch her play with anyone and I didn't really get to know her." Adrien took the towel off and stepped into the warm water. He sat down and settled into it with his knees to his chest. "You can turn around. Not that I would have cared, but I respect your wishes. I don't want to make it awkward for you."
Marinette turned around and walked over to the bathtub. She sat down behind him and took up a fresh bar of antibacterial soap. She passed him it and he took it in his hand.
"So, I accepted her offer and went to her home dungeon." Adrien ran the bar along his arms and up onto his shoulders.
"Then what happened?" Marinette encouraged him to keep talking.
"She tied me to a St. Andrew's Cross and whipped me to the point of bleeding. There was no after care, no limits, no safeword, no contract. Nothing. Just a crazed fan." Adrien cringed as he tried to reach his back. "And she didn't bother to tell me until she had the whip against my skin."
Marinette sighed and took the soap from him. "Look, I'm sorry that happened to you. That's not how a real Domme is. Not how it should be. A real Domme would be loving, caring, and do things to you with her heart. Not through malice or craze. I'm so sorry, Adrien." She gently touched his shoulder. "Lean forward for me, please."
Adrien's eyes widened at her words and he did as she told him to. "What do you mean?"
"Well… did you see what I just did?" Marinette smiled warmly and began to gently cup the warm water and run it along his back.
"Tell me to lean forward?" Adrien raised an eyebrow as she began to lather his back in soap with her soft hands.
"Not just that. What did I say?" Marinette continued to clean his back, bringing her hands up to his shoulders. She gently massaged them, feeling the knots that had been built up from years of stress and being a superhero. He relaxed his legs and brought them away from his chest with a quiet moan.
"Please?" Adrien turned his head to look at her and she slipped into him and caught most her weight on his thigh, while her other hand grazed his hard cock. He let out a low groan in response to her touch.
She squeaked and went to pull her hand away from between his thighs, when he stopped her. She gasped as he pulled her towards himself and kissed her on the lips. She sighed and wrapped her fingers around his neck. He pulled her into his lap and she giggled as she was soaked in the warm water with him.
"What are you doing?" Marinette put soap bubbles on the tip of his nose.
"Something I've been meaning to do for a long… long time." Adrien brushed her hair from her eyes. "But first… can I finish my story, ma petite coccinelle en rose?"
Her heart raced at his words and she licked her lips as she straddled his hips. She cupped the warm water and trickled water down his back as he finished his story.
"I went home and never spoke to anyone about it. I tried to clean them myself and tried to take care of them, but clearly I failed. My life is busy and I tend to not have much time to deal with my health. I mean, besides working out and eating a protein-enriched diet." Adrien rolled his eyes, shrugged, and played with the hem of her white shirt. His fingers brushed against her skin and she gasped, falling into him again. "So, how do you know so much about being a Domme?"
"Um… well… I- uh." Marinette giggled and sat up straight. "Let's get you out of this tub, dry you off, and into those joggers I made. They should fit." Marinette changed the subject and got out of the water. She turned away from him and he stood up and grabbed her arm. He spun her around and she clenched her eyes shut.
"Marinette. The suit doesn't hide that much." Adrien laughed and she slowly opened her eyes to peer into his emerald ones. He leaned forward and whispered into her ear in a deepened voice that sounded like liquid honey. "Even I've noticed your nipples stiffen into dainty peaks in the cold rain." He winked at her and dried his body off with the towel.
She instinctively covered her breasts with her arms as she realized her white shirt was see through from the bath and her short pink shorts were stuck to her thighs. "I'm just gonna go… get those joggers. Be back." She blushed and ran out of the bathroom.
Adrien looked at himself in the mirror and groaned as he slid his hand down his face. "What are you doing Agreste…"
"Being a dumbass, kid." Plagg zipped in and threw a piece of camembert into his mouth.
"Oh shut it, Plagg. He's in love." Tikki giggled and Adrien rolled his eyes at them.
"Thank you for putting it so bluntly, Sugarcube." Plagg smirked at her.
"I'm not being blunt. I'm telling the truth. Adrien." She flew into his face. "You love her. Always have and always will. It's written in the cards."
"I don't know." Adrien ran his hand through his hair.
"Well, better figure it out fast because you made the next step and now she's back." Plagg rushed off with Tikki.
Adrien heard the door open and flung around, hitting his lower back against her sink. "Hi!" He shouted a little too loud in his nervousness.
"Here's the pants and I found a shirt that I made back when we were in lycee. Um… So about the whole Domme thing. Are you sure you want to know?" Marinette rocked back and forth on her heels.
"Yes, I'm sure. You can tell me." Adrien was really interested in what she had to say. He couldn't imagine Marinette in that role. He slipped on the joggers beneath the towel and hung the towel up over the shower door.
"Turn around and brace your hands on the sink, please." Marinette smiled at him and his eyes widened, while his cheeks flushed.
He walked over to the sink and did as she had told him to. She reached around him and grazed his rounded ass with her fingertips as she grabbed the Neosporin from the shelf. She ran her nails along his muscular ass and he cleared his throat as her touch disappeared. She squeezed the cream into her hand and ran it along his wounds. "Face me, please."
Adrien turned around and looked down at her. "On your knees for me, palms up, head bowed, please." Marinette warmly smiled and watched him slowly get into position. "Good, minou. This is the first position that I personally use. I think a few others do too, but this is my preferred one."
He swallowed hard as his cock twitched. She slipped the shirt over his head. "Hands up and through the sleeves, please."
Adrien did as he was told and she slid his shirt down his torso. "Thank you. The fabric will protect your wounds while they heal. Now, why don't you go back to the room and lay down. I'll let you in on how I know about being a Domme. Although, I just gave you a big clue." She winked at him and he stumbled to his feet.
He walked up to her room in a daze. Adrien cleared his throat and sat on her bed, while he waited for her. Her door opened and she walked up to the bed. She smiled at him and sat down across from him.
"You should have asked to see her play first to get a feel of her style. She should have went over her hard limits and soft limits. She should have gone over medical history. She should have set up a contract. She should have given you a safeword system. And she shouldn't have done what she had unless you had permitted that you were into it." Marinette sighed and leaned forward to brush his hair behind his ear, letting her palm linger on his cheek.
Adrien nuzzled her palm and turned his head to press a soft kiss to it. She ran her hand through his soft hair and he let out a low moan. Marinette gripped the soft hair at the back of his head and pulled his head back, bringing her lips close to his, as her fingers barely grazed his skin. They slowly skirted along his abs and up along his pecs beneath his shirt. "She'd know how to tease and yet bring pleasure." She ran her tongue along his soft bottom lip, causing him to part them, before she flicked his top one.
She scratched her nails back down to his hip and he whimpered as he widened his thighs. Her fingers hooked into the band of his joggers and she yanked them down his hips. The joggers pooled around his knees and his chest rose and fell. "She would know how to incorporate pain with pleasure. On your hands and knees for me please."
Adrien turned around on her bed and she ran her hands up the backs of his thighs to his rounded ass. "There is a spot that fans out, like this." She ran her hands along the inner curve of his behind and out in a diagonal with spread fingers. "If I do this…" She lightly spanked along the curve and he groaned, feeling his cock flex. "It sends a signal to other areas. Now, it's her job to watch your reaction and how your skin is handling it." She hit slightly harder until his skin reddened to a beautiful deep peach tone. "Now, if I do this." She picked up a super soft blanket from her bed and ran it along his rouged skin and he groaned.
"Fuck…" Adrien licked his lips and clenched the sheets.
"But she didn't do that. She just gave you pain. That's the difference, Minou. Dommes are more than just dominating the other and they should never hurt you without your consent. Or without proper after care." She ran her hand along his ass to soothe it and pulled his joggers back up. "You can turn around. Thank you."
"You still haven't answered how you know all this." Adrien cleared his throat as a dull ache settled in his groin.
Marinette crawled towards him on the bed and his eyes widened as he fell back against her pillows. She moved up his body and straddled his hips. She leaned down into him and smiled.
"Well… I went online and began researching BDSM and… realized I was into a lot of things and chose to look further into it. I found a local dungeon and went to learn more about it. I poured myself into research and getting to know the community. I found a master that was teaching and learned through him." She ran her fingers along his chest.
"How lo-long have you been doing this?" Adrien swallowed hard as his lashes lowered and he watched her with heavily lidded eyes.
"Well… a few years now. I haven't actually had a submissive or anything. I just mentored beneath someone." Marinette shrugged with a blush.
"I feel like Chat Noir might disagree with that one." Adrien smirked up at her and she stumbled and fell onto him, causing him to chuckle at her. "Chat got your tongue, M'lady?"
"N-no… I just-" Marinette looked away from him with her bottom lip between her teeth as she felt him flex between her thighs.
He reached up and ran his fingers through the side of her hair and peered into her sapphire eyes, bringing his lips close to hers. "Do you want him to?"
She gasped as a neon light took him over and Chat replaced Adrien with a dangerous smirk. He captured her lips with his own and ran his tongue along hers. She moaned and sank into him with her fingers tangled in his hair and her hips rolling along his hard cock.
Marinette grabbed his bell in her hand and yanked it down, running her nails against his muscular pecs. He groaned and slipped his clawed hands beneath the hem of her wet shirt as he gasped and kissed her like his life depended on it. She cried out against his lips as he pinched and flicked her peaked nipples beneath her top. She ran her pussy against his hard length again, stimulating her own swollen clit.
"Take it off, please." Marinette begged with a strained voice as she moved her hips more.
"As you wish, M'lady." Chat groaned and slipped her top over her head in a swift movement. The cool air hit her breasts and caused her pink nipples to harden. He looked at her rounded breasts in the low lights and cupped them in his hands, lightly running his claws over her peaked nipples. She cried out and her thighs trembled as she got wetter.
She bent down and flicked his nipple with her tongue, before she trailed kisses up to his neck. He moaned and raised his hips to meet hers.
Marinette bit down on his neck and sucked. Chat groaned and slid his hands down her sides and around to her rounded behind. He hooked his hands into the waistband of her shorts and pushed them down her thighs. She shifted her legs to get out of them and kicked them to the floor.
Chat bit back a moan as he realized she wasn't wearing any panties. He ran his fingertips down her behind and gripped her cheeks in his palms. She gasped and moaned against his neck as he pressed his cock between her thighs and rolled his hips against her wet pussy.
"Chat…" Marinette whimpered his name and he smirked, touching her chin and bringing her face toward his own.
"Yes… Bugaboo?" Chat licked his lips and searched her sparkling eyes.
"Lose the suit." Marinette begged and crashed her lips onto his in a hungry kiss.
"Claws in." Chat whispered against her lips as she continued to lavish his mouth with her tongue.
A neon light took him over again and she clumsily pulled at his joggers in her haste to get rid of them. Adrien quickly raised his hips and shoved them down, freeing himself. He hungrily gripped her hair in his fingers and rubbed his cock against her wet folds with a moan.
Marinette rolled her hips and grazed her swollen clit against his length. He groaned as she stimulated herself with him. She rolled her hips just right and caught the tip of his cock against her entrance. She dipped her tongue further into his mouth and he groaned as she slid him into herself.
He clenched his eyes tight and groaned into her mouth as he kissed her harder. She began to rise and fall along him, causing her swollen clit to graze his smooth pelvis. She gasped as she teased herself. Adrien groaned as he felt her whole body tremble. She felt herself become coated in her own arousal, causing it to feel even more amazing.
"A-Adrien…" Marinette's voice came out sweet as she broke the kiss.
"Yes, baby?" Adrien ran his fingers through her hair and watched her through his lashes with flushed cheeks.
"I need more." She moaned and pressed her breasts towards his face.
Adrien smirked and brought her breast to his mouth. He flicked and sucked on her peaked nipple and she cried out, slamming her pussy against him. She rolled her hips and brushed her clit against his wet skin, letting his stubble prick her swollen bud. He lifted his hips slightly, creating suction on her soaked smooth pussy.
"Ah!" Marinette cried out as he bit down on her nipple and raked his nail along her other one. "So close. Don't stop. Don't stop. Please… don't st-" She shook all over as he kept his pelvis pressed against her. She came hard with him inside of her.
Her walls tugged around his throbbing cock and he groaned as her tight pussy clenched around him. He kept pumping his hips and her body relaxed as her orgasm winded down. But as he kept thrusting… it amped up again and she was back to gasping for air with trembling thighs. "I- I ca- can't… A-Adrien. I-"
"You can baby. Let go again." Adrien flicked and lavished her other nipple, while he tugged on the other.
Marinette cried out and came again and again, causing him to moan and let go with her. He kept his hips moving as he gripped her hips in his hands, panting with each release.
She collapsed on top of him and he rolled them both onto their sides and ran his fingers through her hair. "God, you're beautiful." He brought his lips to hers and deeply kissed her with all of his pent up love.
"Mm- can I ask you something?" Marinette broke the kiss and gripped his shirt in her hands.
"Anything." Adrien sighed and pulled out of her, but kept her thigh around his hips.
"When did you fall for me?" Marinette searched his emerald eyes.
"Well… I fell for you in the rain and then I fell for you when you showed Hawkmoth who was in charge when you released all of those purified akumas and made that speech. You were so brave and I felt bad for the chewing gum. I still do." Adrien chuckled with an awkward smirk.
"In my defense… I really did think that you put that there. I don't know why. I don't know why I'd assume that you had something against me when you knew nothing about me. I guess I assumed Chloe said something mean about me to you." Marinette sighed and Adrien touched her chin.
"Chloe can be harsh, but deep down she's hurting too. You just have to get to know her and learn to just ignore her. She can be annoying, but she has some good in her. Deep down." Adrien smiled and kissed her lips. "But she couldn't say anything to make me not want you. You taught me how to love, taught me how to be free, how to stand up for myself, and how to see life in a better light. I only knew darkness before you, Marinette."
Marinette blushed at his comment as his words filled her heart with love and admiration.
"I love you, Marinette. Always have and always will. How would you like to go out to dinner sometime? Just you and me. No friends and no akumas." Adrien smiled at her and she nodded.
"I would love that, Adrien." Marinette bit her bottom lip with a warm smile.
"Good. How about tomorrow night?" Adrien's heart flew to the moon as excitement filled his soul.
"Slow down… how about you heal first." Marinette giggled at his enthusiasm.
Adrien's smile fell as he felt like she was turning him down again.
"Kitty…" Marinette rubbed her nose against his with a warm smile and closed eyes. She slowly opened them. "I'm not turning you down. I'm offering to make you dinner, tomorrow night. Here. That is if you're willing to stay that long."
"YES!" Adrien burst out and yanked her against him, squeezing the breath from her lungs.
Marinette giggled and let him embrace her with all his strength. "Okay, okay." She laughed harder at him, pushing him away slightly. "You should clean those again."
"Right." Adrien ran his hand through his hair and tried to act cool. "Let's go, Nurse Marinette." He got up and found his joggers. He threw her shirt and shorts at her.
She giggled and shook her head as she got dressed and followed him back to the bathroom.