Chapter 25: you are…

Adrien was kissing Marinette. There was no cameras in sight, but he was kissing her. Mari didn't know if she should kiss him back or continued screaming and crying at him. She felt the desire for both of them, but the comfort felt better than the wrath. So she let him kiss her, but barely kissed him back. He pulled away with lidded eyes that examined her features and her expression. His heart ached for her. It ached for her lips and her comfort. It ached for her love.

He kissed her again. This time she couldn't help but kiss him back and inch herself closer to him. It was a sweet, yet sad kiss with a strong hint of desperation. They kissed a second time, but Adrien craved more. He was so in to her that no amount of kisses was good enough. Every time they had kissed in the past was nothing compared to this. This was real. It wasn't a show they were trying to put on for the camera hidden in a bush somewhere. This was only for Adrien and Marinette, and no one else.

He moved his hands to her waist to pull her even closer and begged for forgiveness with his mouth. She sighed against his bottom lip and grabbed his face in return. They didn't speak as she pinned him back against the side of his bed. They didn't need to speak as Marinette climbed on his lap and desperately returned her mouth to his. They didn't need to talk because everything they needed to say could be said through their kisses. I'm sorry, Adrien said with a kiss against her jaw. I forgive you, Marinette said with her enthusiasm as she kissed him back. I lied, she continued and wrapped her arms around his neck. She knotted her fingers in his hair and pressed her tongue against his bottom lip to say, I belong to you.

"Mari…" Adrien muttered, but he was silenced by her mouth.

She didn't want to hear it. All she wanted was to feel his mouth instead of watch it move. His hands on her waist pushed her flushed against his chest, and she made a timid sound in response. She bit his lip and and stood up on her knees to be above him. He accepted the new position like it had never changed and reached up to keep his mouth on hers. Their lips were messy and her hips were so wide and satisfying to touch. Marinette stopped for a moment to catch her breath, but continued nonetheless. Each time she did something like that Adrien was worried she would slap him or yell at him and then leave. Needless to say he was ecstatic when she always dove back in for more.

"Marinette, I-"

"Shh…" she held her finger to his lips and looked down at him.

He was a mess just from kissing her, and just looking at his disheveled hair and lidded eyes made her want him even more. She wouldn't let him speak. She wouldn't let him take it back. He belonged to her now, and she wasn't letting go anytime soon. Her fingers absolutely dug in to his scalp and she gripped his hair and tilted his head back even more for her mouth to reach better. He followed her directions and held her tighter against his chest. His fingers felt the bare skin of her back, and he took his time to properly appreciate just how low the back of her dress went. She didn't even slap his hands away as he dug under the loose material and gripped her bare waist. Instead she audibly shivered and kissed him harder. Adrien had to pry his lips from her in order to kiss her jaw and down her throat. She bit her lip hard as he kissed and licked and bit at her skin, and failed to hold back every sound he pulled from her lips.

"Fuck…" she cursed.

"Mari, I-"

"Shh…Adrien, I-I know. You're sorry, a-and-"

"That's not it," he interrupted and sucked on her clavicle. Her breath hitched as he squeezed her waist and nipped at her ear.

"Wha…w-what…" she couldn't think straight with his mouth on her neck and his hands on her bare skin. It reminded her too much of how he touched her at the pool last week.

"Marinette…" he hummed and kissed his way back to her lips. She accepted his sweet and remorseful kiss, and blinked at him when he hovered his lips under hers.

"Mari, I-" Adrien was suddenly interrupted when the door slammed open, and they both looked over the bed to see Gabriel Agreste standing in the doorway. His mouth was open like he was about to speak, but he then quickly realized the position the two kids were in and stopped mid word.

"Adri-" he stared at his son and then Marinette who was bright red. The three of them remained still in silence for a moment or two before Gabriel cleared his throat.

"I see I have come at…an inconvenient time," he spoke.

"Yeah just a little," Adrien replied.

"Well…um…be safe-"

"Dad."

"-I'll have some protection ordered-"

"Dad stop."

"-and sent here as soon as possible."

"Just go away."

"Okay. Be safe. Wait for the condoms," he said before closing the door.

Adrien sighed and rested his forehead against Marinette's collarbone. She had to take a moment and think as she curled her fingers in his hair. They stayed that way for what felt like an eternity. Marinette pressed a kiss against his temple as he shifted his arms around her in a more chaste way. She could feel tears roll on to her chest and clavicle as he nuzzled in to her neck and held her tighter.

"I'm such an idiot, Mari," he mumbled. She slid down so she no longer stood up on her knees and properly hugged him back.

"I know," she replied.

"I…I shouldn't have done that," he decided.

"Done what?" Mari asked.

"Any of this…all of this. I-I shouldn't have dragged you in to this mess just to please my dad. You're right…I'm worse than him," he said.

"Adrien, it's not like he gave you a choice," she told him.

"I had a choice. I shouldn't just fake dated Chloé instead. I would feel less guilty that way-"

"Adrien, don't say that! She doesn't even deserve to fake date you. You deserve so much more than that," she squeezed him affectionately and buried her face in his neck. Adrien pressed a kiss to the side of her head.

"You deserve so much more too, Marinette. I…from the way I've been treating you you deserve someone better."

"Oh my god, Adrien! Shut up!" She cried and pulled back to kiss him shortly.

"I'm just a normal girl. I don't need anyone else but you. Adrien, I-"

"A normal girl? Are you shitting me? Marinette you're amazing," he interrupted and cupped her blushing face again.

"You're talented, and kind, and beautiful, and smart, and enthusiastic, and dramatic, and…just amazing. Marinette there is no life for me without you…you're stubborn and you're clumsy and you're optimistic and you're just absolutely amazing. Believe me…you're the best thing that ever happened to me," he rambled. Marinette stared at him with wide eyes.

"Marinette you're driving me crazy…I can't stand that I upset you last night and today and this entire week. I…I just-"

"Shh…Adrien, you're too hard on yourself," she shushed him and held her forehead against his. He sighed and kissed her again.

"You're too easy on me," he replied. She giggled and shook her head.

"Why don't we go get cleaned up, change in to some pajamas and call it a night?" She suggested. He smiled.

"That sounds like a good idea," he agreed.

Marinette smiled back and kissed him one last time before getting off of him and helping him up to his feet. The moment he was up he held her close again and pressed his lips sweetly to hers. Her hands spread over his chest and scrunched up the fabric of his suit as he smiled against her mouth. She giggled and shyly wrapped her arms around his neck and kissed him again followed by another. Soon they were interrupted by a knock at the door and reluctantly split apart to answer the door. When Adrien opened the door he ground to see an employee with an rather large box of condoms.

"Uh, Mr. Agreste?" The employee spoke. Adrien sighed.

"An entire box? Seriously?"