Chapter 14: disobeying

"This is extremely irresponsible of you, Adrien. You're not the suitable age to become a father, and you have no idea how to deal with the responsibility," his father scolded.

"I-I wasn't trying to-"

"Get her pregnant. I know. You were only trying to have sex with her, but that's the way pregnancy happens, remember?"

"N-not that kinda sex," Adrien muttered.

"Despicable. I cannot believe you're behavior this evening. Go to your room. You have lost your dining privileges for tonight," he dismissed. Adrien glared at his father before doing as he asked and returning to his big spacious bedroom. He softly slammed the door behind him and groaned.

"Rough night?" A familiar voice came from his bed. He looked over at the red hero sitting patiently on his sheets. Her wide blue eyes were so similar to Marinette's. He still couldn't believe Nathalie actually kicked Marinette out of the mansion. They hadn't even finished the chapter they needed to read. He barely had an idea of how embarrassed she must've been.

"Yeah, a little bit," he grumbled and approached her on the bed.

"Anything I can do to make it better?" She asked. He nodded and crawled on her lap to lock his lips with hers. At first she was surprised by how quick he was to kiss her, but once she got over it she gladly kissed him back. Her fingers slipped under his shirt and ran over the muscles that flexed under her touch. She was still turned on from this afternoon, and no matter how many cold showers she took or how many times she tried to take care of it herself she just couldn't.

"Please…have sex with me," he begged as he kissed her neck. She blushed.

"S-sex? L-like…you wanna…?"

"I wanna…I'm so confused, but you look so much like her," he mumbled and kissed her cherry lips.

"W-wait, I look like who?" She asked.

"Marinette…I was so close to fingering her today. I wanna do it so bad, but we got caught and…Ladybug please," he pleaded. He was actually going to finger her? Adrien Agreste wanted to touch her that way…holy fuck.

"Adrien…y-you're already hard," she noticed. He nodded.

"I know. I've been frustrated all day. Please help me," he continued and rolled his hips against hers. She gasped and automatically cupped his butt.

"O-okay, but w-we're gonna have to do some preparing," she told him.

"Anything," he whispered and kissed her again. She rolled him over on his back and got up to look around the room. She spotted a bandana on his desk and snagged it before looking through his nightstand. Did he really not have a condom? Oh Tikki please help.

"Lucky charm!" She shouted. A small red package with black polka dots dropped in her palm and she grinned. She knew that little munchkin would help her.

"What-"

"Shh…" Ladybug shushed as she blocked his eyes with the bandana. It had been a Christmas gift from his dad last year. It was honestly dumber than the pens he got for his birthday.

"I can't let you see me, now can I?" She hummed and nipped at his earlobe. He flinched and reached out to touch her only for her to push his hand away.

"We're gonna do this my way, handsome boy. Understand?" She hissed. He nodded.

"But…L-Ladybug?"

"Hmm?"

"Do you mind…i-if I say her name? I just…I really need it," he whispered shyly. Marinette turned bright red. If only he knew.

"Uh, y-yeah. Go ahead," she allowed. He had to be joking. Was he really about to pretend she was Marinette and not Ladybug? She knew that she was Marinette, but he didn't know that. She felt like she was in some sort of dream with all of these Ladybug fanatics suddenly getting hot and bothered about her boring civilian side.

"Thanks…" he mumbled. She was silent as her transformation wore off.

"Thanks Tikki," she whispered to her Kwami as she held up the square package.

"No problem," she squeaked and flew off and away from the couple. Marinette looked down at Adrien underneath him. He was so submissive and ready for her next command. How…exciting.

"Take off your shirt," she commanded. He instantly sat up and stripped both the white and black shirts from his body. The fabric was flung to the floor as he waiting for her next command.

"Now you're pants," she murmured as she removed her own sweatshirt. His fingers fumbled with the buckle of his belt as he whipped it off and proceeded to almost literally rip his jeans off. He was stronger than she thought. She glanced over to his door and quietly tip toed over to lock it. Once it was secured she returned to his bed and pulled down her pants. He was still waiting for her patiently. She crawled over the top of him, settling his hips between her knees as she leaned down and slowly kissed him. He was too eager in his response so she pulled him back.

"Be calm," she whispered. He nodded and leaned back in to kiss her softer. Her hands made their way down his chest and over his abdomen. He was totally lying to Nino. His stomach was 90% abs.

"Do you work out?" She asked. He nodded. In a way he did.

"I can tell," she spoke quietly as she dragged her finger over his belly button to his boxers. He whimpered but bit his lip before he could make a sound.

"Let me tell you how this is gonna go. You're going to treat me really nice with your fingers and I'm gonna sit on your face. After that, we'll fuck. Do you understand?" She asked. He nodded vigorously.

"Speak," she demanded.

"Y-yes…I-I understand," he stuttered. She smirked and brought his hand up to her mouth.

"That's good, handsome boy. If you ever get confused, just ask and I'll gladly tell you what we're doing," she said before sucking on a couple of his fingers. He made a small sound and shifted around at the feeling. Her mouth was warm and her tongue made sure that his fingers were covered with spit. When she pulled his fingers out of her mouth she lead him between her legs and sighed. He could feel the fabric from her underwear and whined impatiently. He wanted her naked. He wanted to be completely naked with her.

"Patience," she hushed as she slowly removed the garment from her body. She guided him back to her warmth and moaned at the contact. His fingers had been successfully warmed up. She could feel all his other fingers were cold, but she was so glad she warmed them up.

"Mm…Adrien," she breathed. He explored within her folds and eventually pushed a finger inside of her. She gasped and bit her lip. He groaned as well from how wet and loose she was. It seemed he wasn't the only one experiencing sexual frustration.

"B-both of them, now," she ordered. He pushed in his second finger and experimentally pressed in to her soft plush walls.

"M-move them, b-back and-ah!" She moaned as he hooked his fingers and rubbed against a spot that made her body weak. She whined as he continued to knead and work the sensitive spot deep inside of her. His fingers were so warm and big that she highly doubted that she could've done this on her own.

"A-Adrien…holy shit," she swore and pushed his shoulder down so he was flat against the bed. she was thoroughly impressed that he kept his fingers inside of her as she shimmied up to his face.

"I'm gonna sit on…you're face n-now…mmm!" She announced and lowered herself closer to him. He instantly licked her, sending a jolt of pleasure up her spine. Mixed with his incessant fingers rubbing at just the right spot she was worried she would be spent by the time they got to actually fucking. She tapped his arm that was fingering her and he immediately understood what she wanted. He pulled out his digits and focused on her solely with his tongue. She moaned at his hot breath and wet tongue against her flesh. His movements were fast and desperate, yet thoughtful and careful at the same time. She couldn't take it anymore. He was going to make her burst.

"Mmm…fucking. N-now," she stuttered and hurriedly waddled back to tug off his boxers.

"Wha-"

"We're fucking. Right now," she breathed and opened the package Tikki had graced her with. She immediately rolled the red rubber over his dick and gave it a firm squeeze.

"F-fuck…" he hissed. She was about to sit on his dick looking down at his red face, but stopped herself. She couldn't decide if she fully trusted him not to look. Yes he had proved his loyalty and understanding as to why she wanted to keep her identity a secret, but he was still curious. She decided against facing him and instead turned around to face the windows. She bit her lip and sat on his abdomen to pull up his leg up. He moaned when he felt her weight and heat so close yet so far from his cock. He wanted her so badly he might as well need her.

"W-what are you doing?" he asked.

"Getting comfortable."