"Plagg, I am going to need you to change me into Chat Noir!"

Adrien growled at the floating kwami eating cheese and sniffing his socks. The creature of dark magic and bad luck cared little to nothing of Adrien's problem right now. In fact, he was actually enjoying Adrien's suffering!

"I feel like this is not an emergency," Plagg tells his master.

"Plagg…" Adrien growled.

"I am serious! Maybe you needed that whip in the face to calm yourself down." Plagg tells the blonde male in front of him.

"Your joking?" Adrien growled.

"I am not! You have been acting weird these last few years. As your Kwami, I ignored it! But as your friend, I am seriously worried that you may be going down a bad path. And trust me, not all of my previous master's went down good roads." Plagg explained.

"Plagg, something disturbing is happening to me right now, and I don't like it!" Adrien said.

"Yea, I saw your tent earlier. Are you into some…dark things?" Plagg asked. "Because I don't judge, I have seen a lot in my day. But at the same time…"

"I don't need a lecture, I need to get out of here! Help me Plagg!" Adrien growled even louder. The cat-like fairy eyes widen a bit at the demanding words from Adrien. He had never taken that sort of tone with Plagg, even when Plagg annoyed him to the max, he would never act like this. Upset and hurt, Plagg floats up from his cushion of dirty clothes and flew straight in front of Adrien's face.

"I am not going to be ordered around like that! I will not be doing any Miraculous work unless an Akuma attacks!"

"Plagg!?" Adrien shouted in anger. Gritting his teeth and clenching his fist in anger at the creatures attitude. Crossing his arms, Plagg slowly rises to the ceiling of the room.

"Good day…MASTER!" He shouted before phasing through a wall. Leaving Adrien alone to deal with Marinette and her madness…which was closing in soon. Marinette was walking towards his bedroom, he could hear her coming from the clicks of her heels hitting the floor. Quickly, he gathers all of his homework assignments then places them on his pillow before hopping to his bathroom.

When Marinette was at his door, Adrien was in the bathroom with his shower on. Stripping away his clothes, he constantly looks over his shoulder to see if she was going to open the door. Once naked, he maneuvers his way into the shower. Closing the door, he sits down on a metal chair placed inside to make showering easy for him.

"Adrien?" Marinette asked. Followed by a knock on the bathroom door. The sound alone caused the blonde to jump out of his skin a bit before regaining some sort of courage to respond:

"Yes?" He asked.

"Dinner is ready, why are you taking a shower?" She asked. Her voice sounds chipper and gleeful. As if she was on cloud nine right now.

"I…felt like I need to be clean! You know…uh, clean up for dinner?" He said. And he wasn't lying fully, he did need to clean up after a certain incident. But that was for later. Right now he needed to figure out a plan to get away from Marinette.

"Something that would distract her long enough for him to escape." He thought. "Maybe then my father will see her as irresoblible. Then he would have to leave the company to me! But I might ruin Marinette's chances to get a scholarship…shit."

"Adrien," Marinette spoke, snapping him from his bubble of thought. He looks at the glass shower door and gasp. He sees the outline of her body standing by the door, waiting. Her hands on her hips with her head tilted to the side.

"Mar!?" Adrien gasped.

"Need help?" She asked. "I can scrub your back…maybe even more if you want?"

She tells him in a low, but seductive voice. The young man could feel his face turning red as an apple. The pure image of Marinette scrubbing his back in that leather outfit would be enough to make him cry in shame. Sadly, his brain and body didn't seem to see eye to eye. While his brain was against the idea, his body wasn't, especially his manhood. That was currently standing up high and proud!

"I am fine Marinette!" Adrien shouted in shame. He quickly looks around the shower for something to hide his shame. By his feet, he found his savior, a washcloth! Quickly, he leans over to grab the piece of fabric to cover up his shame before Marinette saw it in his outline.

Only for his bad luck to kick in! Leaning over too much, his body slips from the chair and falls over, causing him to fall face first to the side of the tub faucet. Soon, a small trickle of red was leaking down the side of his head as he tries to stand up. Marinette, who was still by the door, opens the shower and gasp.

"Oh my god, Adrien!" Marinette shouted before reaching down to help him up back into the chair. TO Adrien's surprise, she easily lifted him up by his underarm. Once in his seat, Marinette turns off the water to look at him.

"Adrien, no more showers unless I am near! What if you cracked your skull?" Marinette asked before noticing the trickle of blood on the side of his head.

"Oh no! Your cute blonde locks! And your head, this will cause a bump!" She shouted before looking around the room. She searches the area a bit, trying to find something to stop the bleeding. Quickly, she grabs a dry dirty washcloth and presses it against Adrien's face. Trying to stop the bleeding and swelling.

"Are you okay?" She asked.

"I just fell on fucking face…Wait until my father gets home. You are so fucking down!" Adrien growled before swiping her hand away from his face. Grabbing the washcloth, he leans over his seat a bit as he tries his hardest to calm his member down. His tone of voice made the sweet girl compassion attitude turn dark. Standing up, she glares down at him with a dark looming shadow over her eyes.

"I am sorry, maybe you should have fallen harder," Marinette responded. Before he could respond, her hand grabs him by the ear and yanks him up. Eyes widening, she pulls him up by both his ear and arm. Dragging him out of the shower butt naked.

The blonde was blushing ear to ear at this point, trying to calculate what to do. He felt shame beyond words, he couldn't even think of how to escape this moment, let alone try to run away from it. Soon, he found himself on top of his bed, still naked and with a broken leg and injured head. Marinette stands by the bed, glaring down at him with her blue eyes.

"I am so sick of you injuring yourself, Adrien," Marinette says as she digs into her pocket and pulls out something Adrien didn't expect. Two pairs of green painted handcuffs. Eyes widening, he tries everything in his power to fight her away. Only for her to slam her fist down onto his injured leg. Adrien lets out a cry of pain before being chained to his bed.

Now both hands chained to each side of the bedpost, the blonde stares at Marinette in horror.

"Let me go! This isn't a joke anymore Marinette!" Adrien shouted.

"Adrien I can't! You will probably hurt yourself again just to get your dad to come home."

"What!?"

"Just like you did when you fell down the stairs." Marinette started. "You fell down the stairs just to keep him home, why do you think he hired me to watch you."

"You manipulating bitch!" Adrien growled.

"Me? Manipulating? Adrien, I am just a poor simple-minded bakery girl. I couldn't hurt a fly, let alone you." Marinette said. Adrien could see the edge of her lips twitching not to make a smile, let alone a smirk. It was terrifying to see.

"Marinette, I don't know what sort of kinky shit your into, but I promise you, when I break free, your ass is mine!" Adrien growled as he fights against the cuffs. "You will regret fucking with me!"

"Yes yes!" Marinette said as she walks over to the other side of the bed. Climbing on top, she reaches over to his hand where his miraculous was. Gripping his hand, she takes the ring off him then places it in between her breast. Adrien's eyes widen in shock at her actions, not knowing what she had done, let alone how she knew that ring was important.

"I'll keep this. Don't need you finding a way out." Marinette chuckled before climbing out of bed. Adrien's watches her wide eyed as she walks out the room. Once gone, Adrien struggles against the bedpost and begins to growl and scream. Trying to break free from his chains. He bangs his hand against his pillow as his good leg swings for freedom. But no use, he was stuck there, much to his annoyance.

"Fuck…fuck me!" Adrien growled as he bangs his head against the pillow. "Plagg! Plagg! Plagg, where are you?"

…

"Plagg?" Adrien asked. He relaxes his head on the pillow. Staring up at the blue ceiling before him. He felt lost and he felt weak. His head was still bleeding and his leg hurt more than ever. He could feel his pain killer medicine slowly fading away. Allowing him to feel the pain of his mistake surging up his spine.

Soon, Adrien was biting his lip in pain as he tries to think of anything but his leg. But sadly the stinging pain of his knee was the only thing in his mind, the only feeling he felt. It hurt and he hated it. Taking deep breaths, he closes his eyes and opens his mouth to scream:

"MARI! MARI!" Adrien screamed. He then moans loudly in pain. To his relief, he heard the clicking sounds of Marinette coming towards him. He didn't know whether to be happy or scared. All he knew was that she was here.

"No need to scream, I am here." Marinette chuckled. In her hand was a small bottle that Adrien knew well.

"My leg hurts…" Adrien moaned.

"I know, you need to eat dinner before taking your meds," Marinette explains. Holding the bottle up, she shakes it a bit before hanging it over his face. Dangling the bottle over his head with a smile on her face.

"Mari…" Adrien moaned as he tries to move his hand to grab it, only for Marinette to place it on his chest. His green eyes widen in fear as she walks out of the room. Leaving the cap closed bottle on his face, much to his horror.

Placing his head back on the pillow, he didn't even bother to try to get the bottle open. He knew there was no way unless he broke his bedpost, and he didn't have that strength as Adrien. Chat Noir maybe, but Adrien Agreste? No, not one ounce of strength.

A minute later, Marinette came walking back into the room. In her hand were a plate of soup and a croissant. Laying down, he could smell the scent of creamy onion soup coming from the plate. The smell made his mouth water for he had not eaten all day.

"Dinner is ready!" Marinette said as she places the tray on his nightstand. Adrien watches in curiosity as she grabs the bottle off his chest. She then places it on the nightstand, much to the young man's confusion. Soon, he was faced with another question, and that was the feeling of his member.

Marinette had climbed on top of him, the tight leather of her panties rub against his still wet member. Causing a wave of lust to wash over him. Quickly, he turns his head to the side, trying to hide his blushing cheeks as Marinette leans over him. Her firm perky breast pressing down on her cheek in the process. Adrien didn't know whether or not to scream or beg the world to kill him now before something stupid were to happen. In his case, extreme embarrassment.

"Open wide!" Marinette tells him. Opening his eyes, he saw her holding the now soup soaked croissant to his mouth. The creamy white liquids drip onto his chin and neck, making his shoulder twitch and shiver.

"I can eat myself." Adrien chuckled at her, trying to create a cocky look to hide his fear and shame. Marinette does not buy it, instead, she pokes his mouth with the bread a bit before chuckling.

"If you don't eat you can't have your medicine." Marinette purred as she pushes the bread even further. Squshing it a bit against the young man's mouth. Soon, Adrien complied and opened his mouth, allowing the bread to be stucking into his mouth. Taking a bite, Marinette removes the bread, allowing him to chew and swallow his food.

"How does it taste?" Marinette asked.

"Good, but not great," Adrien said. Marinette nods her head at his words. She places the bread near his lips again, allowing him to bite and eat until it was all gone. Once gone, Marinette grabs the spoon of soup then begins to feed it to him. Throughout the whole ordeal, Adrien behaved, much to Marinette surprise and joy.

"Good job Adrien!" Marinette said. "Now, for your pills."

She tells him as she reaches over him to grab the bottle. Popping the cap open, she takes one pill into her mouth then leans over to him. Her tongue sticking out, the red pill hangs at the edge, dangling inches away from his lips.

Somehow, in some form, of some way, Adrien mind clicked. Opening his mouth, he sticks his tongue to lick the pill from her tongue. Soon his lips connected to hers as his tongue slides right into her mouth. Her eyes widen in shock at the feeling of his long tongue licking every corner of her mouth.

She soon found herself leaning down, enjoying the kiss, entwining their tongues together. It was an amazing feeling, one she adored, but had to stop. In a flash, their lips separated, and Marinette was blushing ear to ear in shock at what she had done.

"Oh no…" She muttered before standing up. Adrien watches in shock as she stands up from the bed, she sticks her hand into her pocket, pulling out Adrien's ring before walking out of the room. Once gone, Adrien looks around and begins to shout out for his Kwami.

"Plagg! Plagg come here! Plagg! PLAGG!" Adrien shouted. His voice was more stern than last time. As if he was in actual danger. Plagg, who had just woken up from a nap, flies over to the young man. Eye's widening, he looks down at Adrien to say:

"I sleep for an hour and you're here chained to a bed! And what's worse, your naked!" Plagg shouted. "How dare you have an orgy and not invite me!"

"I am not even going to respond to that…" Adrien muttered before saying: "Quick, put the ring on me and let me transform into Chat Noir!"

"Uh…okay," Plagg responded. He was more than confused at the situation that was happening, but he didn't want to ask. Doing as told, he floats over to the ring. Picking it up, she places it on Adrien's wedding finger. Once there, Adrien opens his mouth and shout:

"CLAWS IN!"

He shouted. Soon the room is engulfed in green and black colors before revealing Chat Noir. The blonde hero breaks free from his chains and stretches while jumping on the bed. Since he was in hero form, his leg no longer hurt, much to the blonde's glee.

"Now, to find Marinette." Adrien thought, or rather Chat Noir. Jumping off his bed, he walks straight out of his room and through the halls of his home. Tearing his mask off in the process as he walks towards the only room that was making some sort of sound. Walking up to the door, he opens it with ease to find Marinette in her underwear and nothing else. The dominatrix-like outfit had been discarded on the floor.

The blue haired woman was sitting at the edge of the bed. Her back was turned to Chat as she spoke on the phone.

"I am sorry, I can't do this." She spoke. She was crying, Chat could even see her body shiver as tears fall down her cheeks.

"Why?" She spoke. "Because I feel awful doing this to him. He's my friend and this isn't right to him. I don't want to do this anymore."

She spoke or morally begged. Chat watches from the darkness a bit before slithering over to the bed. His steps were silent, like a shadow walking on the wall. Marinette didn't hear nor notice him till she felt a cold leather fabric press down on her shoulder. Pulling her down, Marinette gasp when Chat snatched the phone from her hand.

Pressing the device to his ear, he heard something that made him want to jump out of his skin. It then would scream like a little girl in horror as if it was in a 1950's cartoons.

"Gabriel?" Chat asked. A gasp escapes the other male's mouth.

"Adrien, how much did you hear?" Gabriel asked his son.

"What did you make Marinette do?" Chat growled over the phone.

Below him was Marinette, her head was currently staring up at his waist. Being held down by his black leather gloves that were retrainer to the bed. Marinette was blushing as red as an apple, wondering what she would do.

"What I did was all out of love Adrien. Marinette is just a helper. You left me no choice after that fight in school. If you didn't get your leg broken, I would have never convinced your principle to let you stay!" Gabriel said. Adrien's eyes squint in annoyance at his fathers' voice. H wasn't shocked that his father did something like this, he was just angry that he had dragged Marinette into this weird plan of his.

"Chat can I go?" Marinette said. Her only response from him was a glance down at her. His bright green eyes sent chills up her spine. Making her shiver in fear. After seeing that, Chat went back to his talk with his father.

"So you planned this? You broke my leg purposely?" He growled. "I am curious, when did you plan this and how? Because to get Mari to do this is more than college admission. How much did you pay her to do this dad? 5 thousand? 50 thousand? Maybe even 100 thousand? I really want to know how much I am worth to you at this point."

"I didn't give her any money. I knew you had feelings for her so I bought the building her parents rent. I threaten to destroy it if she didn't do a certain thing." Gabriel explained. Suddenly, a wave of guilt splashed Chat right against his chest. Eyes widening and mouth a gap, the shock nearly made him faint from this revelation. Almost.

"You what?" He asked. The hand he used to hold down Marinette removes itself to lay against the edge of his mouth. To try to cover up the gap of shocked he felt from the news he had just heard.

"This was the last resort you lead me too. I am tired of paying for councilors, begging people to give you another chance. I am tired, which is why I hired your friend to help me. It's not easy being your father." Gabriel explained.

Even with the realization and pain he was feeling, Adrien couldn't help but feel a bit of relief. A relief that his father cared for him this much to go this far as to have him get violently whipped to shaped. The feeling of relief was like jumping into a cool pool on a burning hot sunny day. A fresh new feeling…that soon awakened something worse inside Chat…no, Adrien. The feeling of…the final piece to his already broken self falling…revealing a new.

Soon, a smile forms on his face as the feeling of sadness and rage left his body. Chuckling a little, he opens his mouth to say:

"Father I have to go, I promised Marinette I finished my homework before bed." Chat chuckled. He could hear his father gasp in shock at his words.

"Wait, what?" Gabriel asked. Not in a million years, he thought he would actually hear Adrien say those words, but he did! And Gabriel still could not believe it.

"Goodnight father, I will call you later," Chat says. Removing the device from his ear, he presses the red button to turn off his father voice. Ignoring Gabriel protesting and calls, Chat looks down at Marinette. The blue haired gasp in fear at his green eyes.

"Chat?" She asked. The blonde gives her his famous Chat smirk before reaching towards his mask. Grabbing the ends with the tip of his fingers, he pulls the magic mask off his face, allowing Marinette to see full features. Marinette stares in shock. To see Adrien in Chat's leathers was one thing, to him smiling ear to ear with that green aura of charming Chat around him was another thing.

She didn't know what to do at this point. She didn't know whether to run or try to convert the hurt young man. Her mind was raising with ideas and confusion. Which was not a good thing since Adrien had an idea or two to do this moment, both involving her and him.

"Go home Marinette," Adrien says as he looks over to the window of the room.

"But Adrien I-" Her words were cut off when he turns his head back at her. Looking at her with those piercing green eyes of his, he opens his mouth to calmly say:

"Go home Marinette. I'll be good, I promise you." He tells her. Marinette looks at him for a bit before crawling out of bed. Grabbing her things and some clothes to put on. Adrien soon found himself watching Marinette walk out of the room. Her blue eyes were staring down to the ground as she leaves. Ashamed of her actions, but fearfull of the monster she sensed in that room.

Once she had left the house, Adrien released Plagg from the ring. His deep green eyes were staring intense's at the door that Marinette had left through. Coming up with many thoughts would make a child's mind go dizzy. His intense stare caused Plagg to tap on his shoulder, getting the blonde's full attention but not his eyes.

"Uh, you okay? Your acting...a bit funny." Plagg asked. Adrien's serious stare turns to joy when he looks over to Plagg to say:

"I am more than fine Plagg, I feel...unique." Andrien chuckled.

"Unique...how?" Plagg asked, with a small hint of worry. He was getting some weird vibes from Anakin, not killer psychotic vibes, but something similar to it. It was very unsettling to the kwami.

"I just feel special. Anyway, I have stuff to do, starting with my wardrobe." Adrien says before turning to walk back into his room. With the first step he took, he soon found himself on the ground moaning in pain. He soon remembered that his leg was broken and Marinette was gone.

"Ugh..." Adrien moaned.

"Forgot about the broken leg huh?" Plagg asked. Adrien nods his head as his face rubs against the rug of his home.