Hello all! Surprise! Two uploads this month! I just wanted to do something special for you all for being here with me still! This inspiration is turning into three chapters instead of one :) I really wanted to upload on Valentine's day, but I got called in to work doubles the last two days:( But it's still here and I hope you enjoy it! I hope you all had a nice day on Valentine's, weather it was with a loved one, or you got to have a day to yourself to love yourself. Please let me know what you think! I can't wait to hear your thoughts.

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Chat Noir jumped onto the roof of the shed as carefully as he could to make sure he didn't jostle Marinette in his arms. He concentrated for a moment and finally decided which way to go, seeing some artificial light polluting the sky from buildings in town.

So many thoughts wracked his mind. What should he do? Bringing her anywhere for help as Chat would raise so many questions- why was Chat so far from Paris? Where was Ladybug? He looked down to her unconscious form. They would probably question if the girl unconscious in his arms was Ladybug detransformed after a fight. His gaze hardened. That can't happen. He'll have to take care of this as himself. They were last seen together by the class anyways.

It took a few more minutes than he would have liked to get to the edge of town, but he was concerned for Marinette's safety. Using his baton to vault onto the rooftops, he quickly found a hotel and jumped down into the alley, allowing his transformation to drop. He felt the chill from his soaked form instantly wash over his body.

Tikki helped an exhausted Plagg into one of their backpacks behind him, and he walked out of the alley and straight to the hotel doors. The doorman jumped to his aid as he held the door open. Adrien felt the warm air hit his face as soon as he walked into the doorway.

"Sir, are you alright? Is the miss okay?" Adrien nodded.

"We just got caught out in the rain, she's very tired." The doorman followed him into the lobby and led him to a couch near the reception desk to lay Marinette down. Adrien wasn't sure what time it was, but he was thankful that the lobby was deserted, save for the staff.

"Um, hello. Mister Agreste. How can I help you?" The receptionist was nervous as he spoke, unsure of how to address a celebrity or the situation. He looked down to Marinette concerned, obviously already hearing Adrien's conversation with the doorman.

"Do you have any suites available?" Adrien softly commented as he brushed Marinette's bangs out of her face. Her lips had taken on a darker shade than usual from how cold she was.

"Yes sir, of course. We'll take care of the paperwork so you can take your girlfriend up right away. Is there anything else I can get you?" Adrien coughed nervously.

"Ah, n-no she's not my girlfriend, just a classmate. I'll need a second suite for myself, next to hers if possible." Last thing he needed was the press to get air that he was here, with a love interest.

"Ah, I'm sorry Mister Agreste, my mistake." Adrien shook his head.

"It's fine, really. Is there anyway you can send some clothes up to our rooms?" He asked glancing to the gift shop as he scooped her back up into his arms.

"Y-yes, that shouldn't be a problem. Room service is also available. Douglas can lead you to your rooms." After picking up the backpacks and receiving the keycard from the other receptionist, the doorman started to walk down one of the halls and Adrien moved to follow. After readjusting Marinette, Adrien looked at the receptionists for the first time.

"Thank you, I appreciate it. If you could just send up whatever from room service that would be great. We haven't eaten all day. I can come back down to settle payment once she's taken care of."

"Don't worry about that right now. We can settle all of that in the morning." Adrien gave them a small, exhausted smile.

"Thanks. If there's any way we can keep quiet about us being here, that'd be great." He moved to follow Douglas who was holding the elevator open for them.

"Of course, Mister Agreste."

The room was warm when they entered, Douglas holding the door open for him after using the keycard. Adrien laid Marinette down on the couch in the lounge area and turned to Douglas setting the backpacks down by the door, the keycard placed on the table on the other side of the frame.

"Everything that you need should be here. There's a door connecting to your suite right here. I can go open it for you from the other room." He motioned to the door on the adjacent wall. It was the first time Adrien got a decent look at the middle aged man, hair just starting to grey in some places, and crinkles at the corners of his eyes from smiling too much. Adrien ran his fingers through his damp hair.

"Yes, if you could that would be great. Can you also instruct the room service and clothes to be delivered to that room instead of this one?" Douglas nodded.

"Of course, that shouldn't be a problem at all." Douglas left the suite, returning from the connecting door. He then quickly took his leave, letting Adrien know the key card to the other room was on the dresser in the other suite. Adrien thanked him greatly as he left. As he looked over Marinette, he made a mental note to leave a tip for Douglas when he paid for the room later. He struggled to pull her jacket off, hanging it over the back of a chair before returning to her.

Tikki and Plagg flew out of the backpack as soon as the coast was clear.

"Is she okay?" Tikki worriedly asked, Plagg quiet next to her. Adrien's fingers gently ran across her cheek, which was still cool to the touch.

"Yes, we just have to start getting her warmed up." Adrien replied. He stood and peered around the suite. The bedroom was a large square room in the middle of the suite, having two sets of double doors on each wall opening into the living area wrapped around it.

There was a table, chairs, and two couches in the lounge area. There was a flat screen in the lounge space, and one in the bedroom. The table and chairs fit perfectly into the space next to the double doors off of the bedroom, the opposite wall also having another set of doors leading to a balcony. He walked through the area next to the front door, finding two doors next to the now open connecting door. One was a normal sized hotel bathroom with just a toilet and set of double sinks. The other door opened to a very large bathroom that was mostly filled with a large spa bathtub. There was a floor to ceiling glass shower tucked away in the corner, a second toilet against the same wall, and a small sink tucked in the other corner.

He quickly walked over to the tub, turning the tap on to fill it. He checked that there were towels easily accessible and dipped his fingers into the water as it started to rise. He felt pins and needles run through his cold fingers and up his arm. If this is what he felt like, he couldn't imagine putting Marinette straight into the water.

When he came back to the couches, he found Plagg sitting on Marinette's stomach, as Tikki was curled up underneath her chin, still visibly distraught that her holder was unconscious.

"I think the bath is too much for her at once. We'll have to first warm her slowly in the shower." Adrien commented as he fetched their phones out of their bags, along with his charger. Marinette didn't pack one, of course. He plugged her phone in and as he waited for it to start back up, using the little battery left on his to let people know they were okay.

He sent a quick text to Natalie, letting her know the situation and that he wouldn't be home until tomorrow. He then found an email from Chatel, stating to the class as a whole where they were to meet so they could find a place to stay for the night. The message was from hours ago, the time now approaching midnight. He composed a quick reply letting her know where they took cover had no reception, but were now safe in the hotel, and to let them know where to meet the class tomorrow. As soon as Marinette's phone was back up he shot a quick text to Sabine as Marinette, filling her in on the situation as well.

Breathing a sigh of relief, he set the phones down, happy he wouldn't need to bother with them much for the time being. Turning back to the three on the couch, he caught eyes with Plagg.

"Did you eat the granola bar in my backpack? I have a feeling she'd prefer to have Chat in this situation." Adrien scooped her into his arms as he finished asking. Plagg rolled his eyes.

"Yeah, but it sucked. The room service better have some good cheese when it gets here." Adrien nodded.

"Claws out." He instantly felt better again as his temperature was regulated. He glanced over to Tikki as he pulled off Marinette's shoes. "Just wait out here okay? I'll send Plagg back as soon as I can. Just watch something in the meantime." She nodded and pressed her full weight onto the remote and the flat screen turned on.

"Okay Bugaboo. Let's get you warmed up." He said as he walked them into the bathroom, shutting the door behind them. He stepped into the shower a bit awkwardly given how he was holding her. He held her to the corner of the enclosure, letting the water first hit his back. He tipped his face back into the spray to check the temperature before exposing her to it. He made sure the water was luke warm before bringing them both under.

It was slow, but he felt the water warm his face. He kept the water from going up her nose as he made sure she was getting most of the spray. After a few minutes he turned the tap a little warmer. He waited patiently, knowing that his body would warm faster than hers even if he wasn't wearing the suit, and ignored the warmth he craved each time he adjusted to the current temperature.

When they finally started getting into what could be considered hot for the shower, he pressed his forehead against hers, which still felt cooler than his, but much better than before.

"Marinette, Princess, wake up." He requested a few times, the panic once again starting to bubble in his stomach. Maybe this wasn't the way to do this. Would they have to find a hospital? How was he supposed to explain this to anyone?

"Wha?" Marinette's disoriented mumble came across her lips and he felt her start to push against his chest with her hands.

"It's okay m'lady, I'm here." Chat quickly reassured her, her eyes starting to focus.

"Chat?...Where? What happened? Why...are we in here? ...I feel awful." She looked around the large bathroom through the shower's glass, confused.

"It's...a long story." Chat said exhaustedly. He was so relieved she was awake. He gently put her down so she could stand. She stayed pressed against him in the shower, still too weak to stand on her own. Her clothes were plastered to her body, now soaked again. "You and your friend were caught in the rain-" She gasped.

"Adrien!" She moved in his arms, looking to leave the shower. He held her in place, just as she was about to slip on the tiled floor from the running water.

"He-He's not here. He um...left? To get some fresh clothes from the giftshop I assume." Chat quickly added. She leaned her head out of the spray and looked up to him confused.

"How are you here Chat? Did you follow me on my school trip?" She asked. He cleared his throat.

"It's better that I don't tell you why I was in the area. But I saw pretty boy carry you into the hotel, and it didn't look like you were conscious. Thought I'd help out warming you up before he came back." She gave him a look that said 'we're not supposed to leave Paris unattended'. He couldn't help leaning down and kissing her forehead, still recovering from the panic he had over her. She stood on her tip toes and kissed his lips. They still felt cold to him. He pressed his forehead against hers.

"You should get out of these clothes. I drew a bath for you to finish warming up in. Can you stand?" He shifted to allow her to stand on her own, but she clung to him once she was standing.

"Stay? Please?" She asked as she pressed her head to his chest, the water running over them in streams. He gently grabbed the hem of her shirt and pulled it over her head as she raised her arms, careful not to rip it with his claws. It dropped to the shower floor with a wet plop. He could see her hard nipples through the fabric of her light pink bra. She cuddled against his chest as he rubbed up and down her back, planning how he could unhook her bra with the claws in the way. He fumbled for a moment, growling in frustration. She mumbled, not moving away from his chest.

"Drop it, I'll keep my eyes closed." He bit his lip, knowing how hard that was going to be. They didn't have the mask here. There would be nothing to protect them if there was a mistake.

"Claws in." Plagg zipped away, materializing through the shower's glass and the bathroom wall, sputtering from the shower's spray. They both had a small amused smile, but keeping her eyes closed, she couldn't see his. He cringed as the water ran over his cool skin, making it feel like he was on fire. He was thankful that he didn't do the same to Marinette in her unconscious state. Shocking her body like that could have been dangerous.

She laid her head back on his chest, wrapping her arms around his waist.

"Ah! You're wet and cold too." She commented, shivering. He rubbed his hands along her back, warming them with the spray of the shower.

"Yeah, I got caught in the rain too before I transformed." His fingers unhooked her bra, slipping the straps off of her shoulders slowly. Still trying to give her some kind of privacy, he hid his head against the crook of her neck, kissing and licking the smooth skin as he pressed her against the tiled wall. She let the bra slide down her arms and drop to the floor with another wet plop.

She whimpered in his arms from the sensation of him working on her neck and her nipples against his cold shirt. Her fingers skimmed the hem, pulling the wet material up his chest as her smooth palms rubbed against his skin in its wake. When the shirt was over his chest and he started to raise his arms, she pressed her breasts against him, and they both sighed at the sensation. He helped her and pulled his shirt the rest of the way off and threw it to the ground.

They held each other for a moment. This was the most bare skin contact that they've ever had. The warm water washed over them as they breathed.

He grew more bold as the minutes passed and kissed her, his hand threading through her hair as it tilted back into the cascading water. He trailed kisses down her neck and over her collarbone, stopping before he reached her chest. Avoiding the spray he looked up to her, and could see the blush forming on her cheeks as she turned her head away, trying her best not to look. He gave a gentle kiss to her skin just before her breast and she sighed, trying to relax.

It was the first time he saw her chest fully exposed, and she was so beautiful. He kissed one of her nipples and she bit her lip in anticipation, but released it into a moan as he gave it a nip and lick. Her hands went to his shoulders as he knelt in front of her, taking his time showing how much he loved her, finding just what she liked. As he pinched her nipple he trailed kisses down her toned stomach to the top of her jeans.

Her hands threaded into his hair as he unbuttoned them, hooked his fingers under the band at her hips and started to shimmy them over her ass and down her thighs. She used his shoulders for leverage and tried to help him, but it took a minute since they were soaked and tight against her skin. After she stepped out of them he ran his hands up her legs, over her smooth calves, toned from nightly patrols, over her thighs, and squeezed her ass that now only had a pair of soaked, pink lace panties covering them. Her hands gently gripped his hair in response and he couldn't help but growl at how aroused it made him.

He stood and kissed her deeply, holding her against him and she sighed against his lips. Her hands roamed all over him as they kissed, over his arms, across his chest, and when she reached his jeans she didn't hesitate to unbutton them. They had just as much of a struggle to get the wet denim down his legs. As soon as they were past his boxers, he felt his dick fully harden, now unrestricted by the tight fabric. His boxers were left on and he kicked the jeans the rest of the way off.

He reached around her and shut the shower off, his arms wrapping around her and picking her up when she moved to look over her shoulder at the shower's knobs. She squeaked in surprise but wrapped her legs against him instinctively.

"Remember to keep your eyes closed, princess." She tucked her head into the crook of his neck. His hands grabbed her ass to hold her as he carefully stepped out of the shower and onto the towel he left on the floor. He made sure his feet weren't too wet before walking on the smooth, cold tiles to the tub, both of them already shivering without the warm water. He placed her on the ledge that surrounded the tub, kneeling before her.

"You should get in once I leave the room, I just have to check on something quick." She nodded as he wrapped a towel around his waist.

"Okay, but don't take long." She whispered, desire dripping from her voice. He gave her a kiss, and she held it for a moment before he broke away, smirking.

"Yes, m'lady." He made sure to let the door click behind him, signaling that he had left the room and she could open her eyes. He shivered in the cool air of the hotel room and felt himself soften a bit. He walked to the thermostat, increasing the temperature. Tikki and Plagg were cuddled together on the couch. She had nodded off and he looked like he was about to, but his eyes were still fixed on the flat screen.

As he walked back to the bathroom, a soft glow from the open doorway leading to the other suite caught his eye. Clothes and room service had been delivered. The clothes looked like they were the proper size, and the food was kept warm on the cart with silver domes over the plates. A small candle in a glass votive was casting the glow on the domes in the center of the cart. He smirked and took the votive, returning to the bathroom door. He knocked softly, signaling for her to close her eyes before he opened the door.

She faced away from him, her arms stretched over the edge of the tub farthest away from the door. With her hair pulled to the front, her smooth shoulders were bare to him, her back partially exposed, dipping beneath the water. He flicked the lights off and put the candle on the ledge of the tub opposite of her and slipped into the water.

"You can keep your eyes open, you shouldn't be able to see much of my face if I keep my back to this candle." He said softly as he leaned towards her, hands running from her elbows and up her arms to massage her shoulders. She sighed as he felt the knots start to leave her muscles. He massaged down her back, hands now underneath the water. Her head tilted back and she moaned when he hit the right spot on her lower back, and he felt himself fully harden again.

Like a magnet drawing him in, his lips dragged against her neck, breathing in the remnants of her shampoo and the cool rain. She hummed and pressed back against him more and his arms wound around her waist in response. He pulled her back with him through the water, her ass resting on top of his crotch. He ground up against the pressure instinctively, groaning at the friction.

"How...how long do you think we have?" She breathed out as his hands roamed her body, and when they landed on her breasts he gave them a squeeze.

"Until what?" He asked before sucking on the sweet spot on her neck.

"Ahhhhh..until Adrien's back." That took him aback for a second. He was so in the moment that he forgot the full scope of their situation. He sucked harder on her neck, and she wiggled in his lap in excitement.

"We have some time." Her hands reached behind her and into his hair, combing through his damp locks and gently scratching his scalp. He felt the echo of a purr warm his chest. His hand trailed down her body and slipped beneath her panties. She was already wet, he noticed it felt different from the water. She moaned deeply, her chest arching into his hand, her ass grinding down against him. He pushed up against the friction, sucking and kissing across her neck as he fingered her at a slow, even pace.

It didn't take long at all to push her over the edge. They hadn't been this intimate since the very first time, where that akuma forced their lust for each other to the surface. She came with a loud moan that echoed through the tiled room, the first time she could be as loud as she wanted. He loved pleasing her, and would do it every day if he could.

She turned slowly, straddling his lap, not fully resting her weight down yet. Her eyes were closed, afraid she would see too much even with the limited light.

He gently caressed her cheek, his fingers trailing to rest against the back of her neck as she pressed her forehead to his. For a moment they just breathed, enjoying the time they had to be like this.

She shivered from her chest being exposed to the air. He wrapped his other arm around her waist and encouraged her to sit, lowering her into the water. Her chest pressed against his again, and he was beginning to believe it was his newest favorite feeling. She laid her head on his shoulder, her arm reaching behind him to rest on the edge of the tub, as her fingers combed through the short hairs just above his neck.

Grabbing a washcloth and complimentary soap from the tray on the ledge, he lathered it in the warm water before running it across her back and over her arms. She hummed at the sensation. He felt so warm with her wrapped around him. There was such a content feeling that overwhelmed him whenever he was with her like this.

"I can't wait for when we can do this all the time." She murmured, almost reading his mind. He nodded, massaging the cloth against her lower back.

"One day soon, m'lady. We're going to figure out how to fix this whole mess." She sighed contently, taking the washcloth from him. He felt it run across his shoulders and over the areas of his back that she could reach.

"Some days I want to risk it all and look, you know." He smirked.

"You know I would love that." He said earnestly. She kissed his cheek as she pulled back to run the cloth over his chest with her eyes still closed. His arms circled and locked around her hips, holding her steady.

"You know that's dangerous, Chaton." She said softly, the cloth dipping under the water and then running up his body. He grabbed her wrist gently, stilling her. Her head shifted to look down and her eyes stayed closed.

"How much are we going to sacrifice for saving the day? I don't know about you, but I never asked for this job." He couldn't conceal the pain in his voice, the frustration that they couldn't be happy.

"No, I didn't ask for this either. But being Ladybug, having Tikki with me, has changed my life." He thought about what his life would be like without Plagg there for the last six or seven years. He frowned. "If we weren't honored with the task of being superheroes, we wouldn't be together like this right now. Honestly, I don't think they could have picked anyone better for the job." She smiled softly. "So no, I can't be mad, and if being patient is what it takes to take home my prize for being a superhero, I can wait a bit longer."

He kissed her. What an amazing woman she was. Always selfless, always thinking of the big picture.

"You're right. No one could be a better Ladybug than you, Marinette."