I'm back!
I felt like writing more so I did! Enjoy now because I may or may not find myself in the writing mood until much later this month. I've got college stuff to work on after all.
Marinette removed her fingers from within herself and dropped the photo of Adrien as if it suddenly transformed into a charcoal briquette. Her expression of awe slowly morphed into an expression of complete and utter shame. She felt the heat inevitably rise to her face as she fought the urge to bury herself under her covers so deeply that even the jaws of life couldn't get her out.
"W-what-?" she started to question Chat but stopped as she felt a draft come between her exposed thighs reminding her that her undies were still halfway down her legs. With this realization she pushed herself up with her elbows and hopped onto her knees with impressive vigor as she pulled them up. With her haste she accidentally pulled them up a bit too high and gave herself a small wedgie forcing her to then not so discreetly pull at the leg-holes.
Chat had taken it upon himself to turn his head to the side long after she started putting her underwear back on so he wasn't seeing any of this. Unfortunately his manners did nothing to take away from the poor girl's humiliation.
"What ARE you doing here?!" Marinette demanded with a new edge to her voice in order to compensate for how vulnerable and ashamed she felt at the moment. Some of her attitude was a bit genuine since Chat came in unannounced only to catch her in the middle of a very private act.
How dirty the act itself was is not the issue, this was her room and she could do whatever she wanted in it dammit!
Or at least that's what Marinette sincerely wanted to believe.
Chat however looked like he was doing everything he could to not pole vault himself out of her room. He straightened up his posture but kept his head turned. His eyes were closed as well. He spoke in a tone that was somewhere between discomfort and astonishment.
"I er, was just looking for Ladybug since she was really late for patrol and uh, um...well-" Chat continued to speak but Marinette drowned out his words after hearing the first part of that statement. She clasped a hand to her mouth and felt another wave of shame hit her. But for an entirely different reason.
"The patrol. I promised Chat that I would..." Marinette didn't intend to stand Chat up. She was just preparing to leave but she found herself staring at the photo of Adrien that she obtained earlier today. She had made several copies of it in several different sizes. It was the first image of Adrien showing off some skin after all. In most of his other pictures he was fully clothed. But he was posing for a new line of jeans and she guessed that they didn't want a shirt covering them. Or maybe they just looked better without shirts. She couldn't care less about the details. Shirtless Adrien was shirtless Adrien.
She had told Tikki to busy herself with the cookie jar downstairs since her parents were out of town for the weekend to visit relatives. Marinette had to stay and look after the shop. She told Tikki that she had to, "finish up" something before they went out.
In laymen's terms, "finish up" is code for "sneak in a quick finger banging session".
She didn't mean for it to take so long. She had done this several times before and was still able to meet Chat on time. (Tikki had actually caught her in the act once or twice but her kwami and her partner Chat Noir who is also a BOY catching her were two very, VERY different things!)
Marinette then stole a glance at the clock and realized that she was an hour late. This only made her guilt deepen after realizing she spent such a dubious amount of time fawning over and gradually pleasuring herself to a picture of her crush.
"How long was I just staring and how long was I masturbating? And what the hell is Tikki so busy with downstairs that she couldn't be bothered to get me?!"
"Um, Marinette?" she finally ceased reprimanding herself after Chat noticed she wasn't responding. He opened one eye and looked towards her general direction but refused to make eye-contact.
"I'm truly, very sorry that I came in like this. This is all my fault." Chat gave a genuine apology as she turned towards him seemingly surprised at this. Sure this was kind of his fault for barging in to her room at night without warning but this was also her, or rather Ladybug's fault for being late in the first place. She put her teenage hormones before the feelings of her partner and before the safety of Paris. Some hero huh?
There wasn't any immediate danger or unrest in the city at the moment but she's always been a hero who makes good on her promises and puts her best foot forward in protecting her town. She let down Paris, she let down Chat, and she let down herself.
Marinette curled her knees up to her chest and put her head down. Chat saw this and turned fully towards her. "Hey, it's okay. I won't tell anyone about this and...hey you have NOTHING to be ashamed of." his valiant effort to console her wasn't doing much as she only buried her face even more. Despite this, Chat went on.
"I mean, I don't know why you'd think I'd think less of you for this, after all you ARE a teenage girl." He said this although it completely contradicted the mantra he was chanting to himself before he came down and saw her doing everything he never imagined a girl like her even knew how to do. And to a picture of HIM no less! Well, more accurately Adrien but potato potato.
Wait. A picture of...
Him?
Did Marinette...?
Well, Adrien is a model after all and he didn't like to toot his own horn but they don't exactly welcome homely individuals into this industry with open arms. Adrien knew for a fact that girls found him attractive. He wasn't blind or deaf to the legions of squealing fangirls who nearly attacked him in the streets with snapshots and autograph books. He just never used it to get what he wanted nor did he shove his good looks in anybody's face. The billboards and magazines did more than enough of that for him thank you very much.
This didn't mean that Marinette was madly in love with him or anythi-
"Well catching me fapping to a picture of the boy I'm madly in love with isn't exactly the most note worthy thing you could have seen me doing."
...
Well there goes that.
Chat's ears twitched as he took in this information. He shook his head and looked at Marinette open-mouthed for the second time that evening. Marinette blushed so hard that she half feared her hair would burn to a dark blue crisp. Her outburst was a bit uncalled for since he was just trying to comfort her but she thought it might make her feel better if she cut him off and got a word in.
It didn't.
She groaned. "I'm sorry, it's just...I shouldn't be mad at you. This never would have happened if I just had some self control and-argh!" she grasped her head ruffling her hair in the process. She then put herself under her blankets and wrapped herself up in them facing away from the cat eared intruder who watched her in silence.
"Please...just go."
Chat was about to protest but he stopped after he heard what sounded like a hiccup. Marinette had started sobbing.
He felt even more guilt wash over him as he contemplated what he should do next. Maybe he should just leave her to cry this out before he made things even more awkward. But, Marinette was his friend and it was unbecoming of Chat Noir or Adrien for that matter to just leave a blubbering girl alone in her sadness.
He wanted make her feel better but how?
Chat took a few cautionary strides toward the bed until
*Crunch!*
He stepped on something.
He picked up what was under his leather boot only to find the catalyst of tonight's troubles.
That damned picture of himself wearing nothing but a pair of Agreste brand jeans.
Chat let go of the picture and let it fall back to the floor. He took one last step towards the melancholy girl and placed a comforting hand on her shoulder prompting her to turn towards him with tears in her eyes.
He gave her the most Chat Noir smile he could.
"How about I help you finish what I interrupted?"
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