Adrien laid on his back next to Marinette who was turned away from him on her side. It had been a few hours since the earlier incident and Marinette still hasn't talked to him. All Adrien could do was stare at her back. His shins didn't hurt anymore, especially since he's had hours to ice them with this silence. What could possibly distract him? Adrien wouldn't last much longer. He wanted to pour his heart out to her and tell her everything was okay, but how?
Adrien had had enough. This treatment was killing him. He leaned over and quickly kissed her on the cheek before darting back to his side of the bed, hoping she wouldn't punch or kill him.
Marinette flipped over and propped herself up. "What was that for?"
"You wouldn't talk to me. I had to."
Marinette huffed before she turned back away from him. Adrien grinned. A reaction was all he wanted and now that she's giving, he loved it. He sat up and leaned over her, planting small kisses along her cheek. Marinette frowned and scrunched her nose up, trying to ignore him, but he wouldn't stop.
"Still won't talk, huh?" Adrien rested his hand on her hip, making her gasp.
Marinette growled and sat up. "I told you to leave me alone."
"Technically . . . you only said not to look at you." He leaned closer. "But if that's all you're worried about . . . " Adrien slowly pressed his lips against hers. "I don't need my sight to love you." Marinette's cheeks burned.
Adrien smiled and pulled her to him, resting her on his lap with one leg on each side.
"I can close my eyes if you'd like or-wait." Adrien reached over to his nightstand and pulled out a sleeping mask from the drawer. "I could use this instead. I found it earlier when you were ignoring me."
"U-Uh y-you really don't h-have to." Marinette stuttered, nervous. This had never happened before, even with Chat Noir. They were never this close and personal.
Adrien covered his eyes with the mask. "I want to. And I can't see, so I'll honor your wishes."
Marinette chuckled as she stared down at him. He had an adorable smile painted on his face and gripped her hips tightly as if she'd leave him. She put her hands on his cheeks and went in for a kiss. She wanted to stay stubborn, but it didn't last. She's been trying to resist that smile for years, but I guess she still couldn't.
Adrien kissed her back while moving his hands up. She was finally playing along. He reached the edge of her shirt and tugged at the edges, teasing.
"Take it off." Marinette ordered before she continued to kiss him.
Adrien grinned in the kiss as he lifted the fabric up, stopping their kiss for a second and threw it across the room. He began to kiss across her neck, sucking at her pulse. Marinette gasped, making him suck harder. He kissed from her collarbone down to her chest, planting small ones at around the edges of her bra.
Marinette knew what she was doing. Normally she would stop something like this immediately, but she wanted this. She didn't want to go too far, but she needed this much.
Adrien's fingers wandered to her back and delicately unsnapped each clip. Marinette noted that he was quite good at this without his vision. Adrien slid the straps down her shoulders and tossed her bra away. He pressed his face against her skin once again, smirking. He felt quite confident and rocked his hips against her, sounding a loud moan from inside her. Adrien liked the reaction he was getting from her and moved his hands to grip her butt.
Marinette looked down at him as his mouth moved to her nipples, kissing each one. She rolled her head back as he began to suck on them. She had never felt anything like this before and never even imagined what it was like. Looking down again, Marinette felt slightly self conscious. She had never predicted this would happen, but the feeling had drowned out her other thoughts. She wasn't the greatest to offer to him, she was well aware of that, but here he was. And he didn't seem to mind her body or look as if he wanted to stop anytime soon.
Adrien rubbed against her once again, making her release a moan that snapped her out of her thoughts. His hands moved and he hooked his thumbs at the rim of her pants, ready to tug them down. Marinette's eyes widened.
"No no no. Wait!" She waved her arms even though he couldn't see them. "I'm not ready for that yet." Adrien moved his hands away. Marinette scooted off his lap and sat in front of him.
"Okay." He beamed. "I'll be waiting. Whenever you're ready."
She never predicted this to happen and now there was a supposed next time. Adrien reached up to remove the mask and Marinette panicked. She scanned the bed and what she could see of the room, but couldn't find her shirt. Adrien slipped the mask off and shook his messy, golden locks. He started to lift his head and Marinette's eyes widened. She squealed and fell over the side of the bed, making a loud thump on the floor.
"Marinette? Are you okay?" Adrien asked.
"Yes, yes. I'm fine." Marinette spotted her shirt near one of the table legs and scooped it up. She held it against her chest and stood up. Adrien staring at her, confused. "I-I'm . . . I'm just g-gonna go to the . . . to the closet."
Marinette faced him and felt the wall behind her, her cheeks bright red as she tried to find her way without turning around. She stumbled and hit her hand against the dresser, trying to hide her embarrassment with a small laugh. Her hand hit and fiddled with the doorknob before she finally got the door open. She slipped inside and closed the door behind her, sliding to the floor against it with a sigh.
Adrien chuckled as he leaned back on his pillow, arms behind his head. "She's adorable."
Marinette picked herself off the floor and looked around the closet, searching drawers. She opened a top one and her entire face turned red. She slammed it shut, a little too fifty shades for her comfort. Marinette looked up and saw a panda onesie hung up.
"This'll due for now." She thought aloud. "I could use something comfortable that shows little skin."
Marinette stripped what was left of the clothes she was wearing and slipped on the onesie. Staring at the ground, she left the closet.
"Well. Don't you look cute." Adrien rolled on his stomach.
"Can you not?" Marinette shuffled past him.
"Oh my gosh. It has a little tail!" Adrien shouted. Marinette pouted, sitting on her side of the bed. "And it moves when you walk!"
"I'll punch you!" She threatened, making a fist.
"Oh, come on. You're adorable." He leaned over and kissed her cheek. "Did you see any mens pajamas in there?"
"Yeah, I think I saw some." Marinette hopped off the bed and led the way.
She flicked the light switch and walked up to the center row of drawers. Accidentally opening the top one, she squeaked and shut it immediately. Marinette turned around and gave a nervous smile.
"What's in the drawer?" Adrien asked with an evil grin.
"Hmmmm . . . nothing." She nodded her head, blocking the drawer.
"Oh, really?" Adrien stepped closer. "Cause, now I'm curious." He looked her up and down. "Now I kind of wanna know what's in there. Especially because you're trying so hard to keep me from it."
"Um uh, the the the mens pajamas are are in that drawer. Those drawers over there!" She blurted, pointing with her foot.
"Okay." Adrien turned to the drawers. Marinette let out a sigh and he whipped his head back around to look at her.
"Just pick out your stupid pajamas and stop looking at me!"
He snickered, pulling out a striped set. "I hate stripes."
"Pick something else then."
"Do I have to wear pajamas? Because I have a pretty great birthday-"
"Yes. The more layers the better."
Adrien leaned in close. "You have no idea how long I've wanted to touch that skin of yours." He whispered in her ear. Marinette gulped and started to sweat. He leaned back and pulled out a black pair. "Well . . . do you want me to change in here or-"
"I'll leave!" Marinette bolted away, slamming the door behind her.
A/N
Bonus: (Cause why not)
Next morning:
When Marinette woke, Adrien leaped over to her side, giving a quick kiss on the cheek and hugged her, squeezing her with a smile. Marinette's eyes widened with pink cheeks. She felt really awkward.
"Are you not wearing a bra?" He asked, trying to look at her face. Based on her trying to hold a blank expression, he had his answer and squeezed tighter. "So you're not, huh?" Adrien tried to move his hands up.
"That's so awkward!" Marinette grabbed her pillow and pelted him with it. He let go and she smacked him in the face with it. "Stop doing things like that!" She threw it at him.
-Alice Pink