A/N: Sorry Marinette's chapter is a bit shorter, but I hope you love it all the same. XOXO
There was no real reason for her to be here.
And she couldn't fathom why she was watching this.
But she sure as hell wasn't going to stop.
Another backtrack to 'here' and 'this'. 'Here' is the Agreste Mansion, specifically she was hanging upside down just barely in front of Adrien's bedroom window. She had lowered herself just enough to be able to look inside but was luckily hidden from sight thanks to the new moon. And the 'this' that she was watching was mesmerizing.
'He really is dirty in private…' She thought as she watched her school crush shamelessly sprawled out on his couch, in front of the window, furiously stroking his rock hard cock. She only wanted to come talk to him but she couldn't do it at school. Ever since Chat showed up at her house a week ago admitting to listening to her during her alone time Adrien had been acting strange towards her. At first she thought the first few bumps into her had been on accident but after a while she got suspicious.
Every time he'd find a way to get an arm around her waist, or his lips near her neck, or his fingers would ghost over her ass, or something. She couldn't go a day now without him inadvertently turning her on. She hoped it was inadvertently because if he was doing this shit on purpose there would be hell to pay. Hot, steamy, sweaty hell.
But back to the present.
When she first arrived she nearly fell to the ground at the sight of the blond. The only light in the room came from his left where his computer monitors rested, casting on him a light blue glow. He was reclining in his couch, shirtless, with wet hair and his unbuttoned jeans pulled down to mid thigh. His head was thrown back over the top of the couch which gave her a seamless view of his bare torso. Her eyes followed a trail from his jawline, down his neck, hovering over his chest as it heaved with each breath, then down to his abs that seemed to convulse every few strokes. She knew Adrien had to be fit but she didn't realize that he was built.
Licking her dry lips her eyes finally moved to watch his hand and oh god he was not small. Not that Ladybug has any experience with...those but she's gone through sex ed and will admit to being very curious online. It didn't change the fact that through her eyes he looked more than big enough to fill her. Wait, did she really just think that? She should go home.
"Marinette…" She heard him breath out and her eyes widened. A flood of different emotions coursed through her body as she watched him throw his head forward. His brows were knit closely together and those luscious green eyes seemed to glow in the light provided by his computers. Of course for one she was delighted that he was thinking about her, to some extent it meant he liked her. But was it just sexual? She listened as he let out long, low groan and then started to wonder if she even cared. At this point even if it was just a sexual attraction between them she'd be perfectly fine.
Ladybug started to squirm against the string of her yoyo as she could feel heat pooling between her legs. Wait, how can she hear him? Isn't his window closed? Reluctantly she peeled her hungry eyes off Adrien to examine his window only to find that, despite her initial thought, one panel had actually been lowered. Her attention snapped back to the model as his breathing picked up rapidly.
His eyes were shut and he was slowly curling in on himself as his hand seemed to move faster. At some point during her window inspection he had grabbed a handful of tissues from a box near by. Slowly she moved towards the open panel though her eyes never left Adrien. As she quietly crawled into the small space, sitting herself neatly down on the small ledge it provided, the blond started moaning. She crossed one leg over the other and smirked as she watched him reach his peak; listened as he called out to her once more.
He looked gorgeous. Despite the blue glow from the computers she could see the flush of red his body was covered in and it shined with a light layer of sweat. Stray strands of hair clung to his face as he panted through parted lips, god she wanted to kiss those. She wanted to run her fingers over his toned chest as she...she really needs to go home.
"Naughty boy." She hummed out from where she sat in his window. The hell is she doing? Adrien jumped at the voice as he whipped his head around to stare at Ladybug. The two were frozen as they looked at each other; one with a wide smirk and the other with an embarrassed look of horror. "L-L-Ladybug?!" He stuttered as he quickly pulled his pants back up and fastened them shut. Can he die?
"W-what are you d-doing here?" He managed as his eyes locked onto her once again. He swallowed harshly as she lowered herself from his window into his room. With a swing of her hips she started walking towards him but with that look in her eyes it was more like she was on the prowl. "Well, I had heard through the grapevine that one of my biggest fans was some hotshot model so I came over to see if that was true, but…" She trailed off for a moment as she stood before him in front of his couch. Slowly she leaned forward so her face hovered in front of his and he held his breath. "Seems this Marinette stole your attention away from me."
Adrien shivered as Ladybug started to 'walk' her index and middle finger up his chest, starting way too low on his abdomen and making their way up to his collar bone. From there her index finger glided up his neck to the tip of his chin. "Care to know more about her? I could tell you." He whimpered at how dangerously close their mouths were from each other. Yes he wanted to know more about Marinette but fuck he'll take knowing Ladybug in anyway he could right now.
Mentally Ladybug was screaming at herself for what she was doing right now but she maintained her current air of dominance. She couldn't stop her small chuckle as the model nodded his head quickly. Her thumb gently traced over his lips as she thought about what to tell him. Sure she could go the Chat route and state something obvious about liking his appearance but she had a better idea. A sort of payback for all his teasing at school.
Tilting his head to one side she leaned her head forward to graze her teeth against the nape of his neck. He groaned beneath her as she found the pulse point of his neck and latched on. He gasped sharply as she gently sucked on the skin but she was sure not to leave a mark, despite the fact that she really wanted to. When she pulled back he was panting once again and his cheeks were a bright pink. She flashed him a devilish smile before speaking up.
"She'll turn into putty in your hands if you can do that to her." Ladybug cooed, tapping the tip of his nose with a finger. "Sort of like you." She teased with a wink. He wanted to glare at her and tried his best to but it didn't really work; his mind was still trying to fight the urge to pull Ladybug on this couch with him. The bluenette giggled at his attempt and backed away from him, making her way towards the window. He desperately wanted to call out to her and have her stay but he was still in a state of shock at what she just did to him.
"Good Night, handsome." She blew him a kiss before pulling out her yoyo and sending it out to wrap around a nearby building. With one last smirk she launched herself out of his bedroom, leaving a star struck Adrien wanting in his room. From his bed he could hear the obnoxious laughter of his kwami and he fell over to lay on his couch.
"Shut up, Plagg."
"I can't, that was golden. Oh man, you're so screwed."
The moment Ladybug landed in her bedroom her transformation faded away and she collapsed onto her chaise lounge with a groan. Tikki hovered above her charge with crossed arms. "Don't you think that was a little much, Marinette?" The sprite asked as the teen rolled over to look at the kwami. "Maybe, but he deserved it after all the stuff he's been pulling at school." Tikki didn't respond, instead just shaking her head a little while floating off towards Marinette's desk.
The bluenette stood and made her way towards her closet. "Speaking of...two can play that game." She said as she began to dig through her wardrobe, planning out some new outfits for the next week. This would be fun.
