Chapter 16

Adrien slipped in through the side door, went straight out to the stage and sat at the piano. He played a soft, lilting minor key that made his heart ache for Marinette.

I was so ready to tell her! When am I going to get the chance to get her alone again?! I can't go on like this much longer...

Marinette peered round the curtain to see who was playing the piano. It sounded beautiful.

If it's Suzy I should really get that apology out of the way...

She caught her breath when she saw Adrien sitting at the keys, a serious, thoughtful expression on his face. He was wearing his tatty Jagged Stone t-shirt again and to her relief was looking distinctly un-Chat-like with even more beard growth over his face.

At least I should be able to control myself...damn, he still looks hot, though...

She thought back to last night's kiss – how toe-curlingly awesome it had been – and all the teenage crush sensations of the last four years came flooding back, as well as some more recent and grown up sensations...

Damn it, Alya! Why are you always right?!

She took a sip from her coffee mug by way of hiding the blush she could feel taking control of her face.

Adrien glanced up when he heard the curtain rustle.

I can't believe it! Of course...visiting an old friend of her mom's...she's come to fix the dress. I am definitely a dumb-ass...

He stared at her. She was barefoot in tatty jeans and a sloppy black jumper that hung off one shoulder. Her face was innocent of make up and her hair was still wavy and wild from the night before. She had never looked more beautiful. His heart pounded in his chest as desire coursed through him, heat rushing to his groin. Without a word he stood up, strode over to her, and grabbed her face in both of his hands to pull her in for a kiss. The coffee mug smashed on the floor as she wrapped both her arms around his neck, lunging into him. His hands released her face and slid down around her back, pulling her closer to him. He never wanted to let go. This was it. He was finally kissing Marinette Dupain-Cheng. While they were both sober. He kissed down her neck and she moaned in pleasure. It was an exquisite sound. He wanted to do everything he could to keep her making that beautiful noise. He could feel himself becoming harder. Desire was overwhelming him. He guided her towards the piano, their lips still locked together, and lifted her up onto it. She spread her legs to wrap them around him, drawing him back into her body. He moved his hands under her jumper and up her back.

'God, woman! Don't you ever wear a bra?! What are you trying to do to me?!' he laughed against her lips.

She grinned, then nipped at his lower lip with her teeth as his hand moved to encase her side, grazing his thumb against her bare breast. She moaned again. He moved his thumb up to brush over her nipple. He could feel it harden beneath his touch and the reaction he was getting from these few touches was intoxicating. He thought about how much more there could be to come. She gently let her head fall back and he kissed lightly down her throat, his thumb still playing. He needed to taste it...

Marinette lay back on the piano as Adrien slowly pushed her jumper up. He ran his hands over her body and she could feel her panties getting wetter as her core throbbed, aching for him. He took her nipple in his mouth, gently lapping it with his tongue, then grazing it gently with his teeth. She ran her hands through her hair as she arched her back, pushing her breast to his mouth. He gave attention to both nipples, making them hard and aching for his touch. Marinette sat up again, needing to take his mouth with hers once more. Adrien pulled back from her and looked into her eyes. She held her breath.

Oh fuck, this is it. This is where he tells me we should stop and then just leaves me here...

'I love you, Marinette.'

Huh. Maybe not. Fuck! Is this ADRIEN AGRESTE telling me he loves me?! Ohmygodohmygodohmygod!

She descended on his mouth again, wrapping her arms around his neck. Then she pulled back.

'I love you, too,' she said with a shy smile as she tucked her hair behind her ear.

'I had decided that I would tell you the next time I saw you,' smiled Adrien. Marinette laughed.

'Well you definitely got your message across.'

'I would love to carry on and let this escalate into seeing which colour lace panties you have on today,' he grinned mischievously, 'but you have a dress that needs fixing!'

Marinette gasped in mock shock at his audacious cheek and narrowed her eyes playfully.

'I should take a swing at you next time, mister!'

'You can wrestle me to the ground later,' he winked. 'Go sew!'

He bounded out of the club into the street, grinning from ear to ear. He needed to get to a pharmacy!

'I'm impressed, Marinette,' said Carmen as she looked over the repair job on the saloon dress. 'You do excellent work. Do you make many clothes?'

'I've been designing and making clothes for about five or six years, now,' explained Marinette. 'I love the costumes you have here.' She cast her eye over the stuffed rails against the wall. 'I've been trying out a few designs of my own on similar Belle Epoch and Circus themes.'

'I should like to see them some time. Maybe you could make a costume for one of my dancers.'

'Seriously?' exclaimed Marinette. 'That would be...incredible!'

'Well show me what you've got,' Carmen smiled. 'I have to go out and meet up with someone, but I'm very happy with this dress. You've definitely made up for last night's...little episode.'

Marinette blushed.

'I think I heard Adrien come in a little while ago...he's probably up in the flat...' Carmen continued.

Marinette blushed even harder.

'Er...ok...thanks,' she croaked a little.

'See you...' Carmen smiled knowingly as she turned to leave.

Marinette poked her head nervously around the door of the flat.

'Adrien?' she called out.

'In here,' came the reply from the kitchen.

She made her way nervously towards the door. She had no idea what was going to happen next. Would he take her in his arms and carry on where they left off earlier? Would he want to sit and talk? Would he just say 'see you tomorrow' and leave her to make her way home? She went into the kitchen.

'Hey,' he smiled as he saw her. 'Can I, er, do you...want something to eat?' He ran his hand nervously over the back of his neck, but his eyes were still full of the longing of earlier.

Marinette swallowed.

'Yeh..ok...unless it's too much trouble...my parents will be expecting me back for dinner sometime anyway...I wasn't expecting...anything...here...' she tailed off nervously.

Adrien stepped forward to take her hand. He pulled her towards him and kissed her gently on the lips.

'Stay with me,' he whispered.

She took his mouth in a deep kiss, enveloping his neck in her arms as he wrapped his around her back. He lifted her up on the kitchen counter and ran his hands under her jumper once again, eager to hear that moan of pleasure as his thumbs went to work. She threw her head back and squeezed him tighter between her thighs pulling him into her and feeling his growing desire against her. He pulled her jumper over her head and leaned back slightly to get a better view. He let out a low purr as he took in the sight.

My god, she's so fucking beautiful!

He took her breast hungrily in his mouth, teasing her hard nipple with his tongue. She grabbed his hair in her fist, pushing him harder onto her as she moaned out in pleasure.

'Purple...' she groaned out.

Adrien stopped and looked up at her, questioningly.

'Huh?'

Marinette smiled slyly.

'My panties.'

Adrien slumped his shoulders and pouted.

'Well, now you've spoilt the surprise!' he lamented playfully. He grabbed her, throwing her over his shoulder the same as he had the night before and carried her out of the kitchen.

'Naughty girls like you need to be taught a lesson!' he declared.

Marinette giggled as she made a pretence of kicking her legs and hitting his back with her fists.

'You animal!' she cried out, laughing.

'You have no idea...' he grinned wickedly.

Adrien threw Marinette down onto his bed and tore off his own t-shirt. She bit her lower lip when she saw the strong, muscular physique she was about to get her hands on. Wetness was pooling in her panties and she was aching for every part of him. She looked over him and the sight of the increasing bulge in his jeans thrilled her to her core. She had pleasured herself thinking about Adrien a thousand times before and now she was actually going to get to have him for real. And he wanted her.

'Well, let's see, shall we?' he grinned, as he undid the button and zip on her jeans. He stood back grabbing the fabric at the ankles and pulled hard. The jeans came off in one swift movement and Marinette gasped in excitement.

He nodded approval at the purple lace left behind and ran his hands down her thighs. Her legs fell open to welcome his body as he leaned down, descending on her mouth once again. She threw her legs around him and he rocked against her, pushing at her panties with his bulge. She moaned out loud.

He pushed himself up on his strong arms, looking down at her. He grinned wickedly then began to kiss his way down her body. He scooped his arms under her legs and grabbed her panties, pulling them away over her legs, then dived back down taking her sex in his mouth. She cried out in startled ecstasy as he buried his mouth in her, lapping teasingly with his tongue and exploring her silky wetness with a finger. His thick stubble grazed against her delicate skin, but it felt so good. This was a thousand times better than she ever imagined it would be – and she had imagined quite a bit! He pulled away and wiped his mouth with the back of his hand. Quickly he shook off the rest of his clothes, reached over for the pack of condoms he had rushed out to buy earlier, and slid one on. Marinette hardly had time to process how utterly delicious his cock looked as it stood proud and throbbing, aching to be inside her. He was bigger than she had expected and the thought that she was about to be filled with it nearly made her come.

He ran the tip over her slick, aching opening and eased himself slowly inside her. They both moaned in ecstatic pleasure as he sank deeper and deeper into her. He was shaking slightly as he hovered over her, supporting himself with his arms. His fists balled the sheet beneath her as he began to thrust.

'Oh fuck!' he bit out. He exhaled a laugh. 'I don't think I'm going to last that long...fuck...'

Marinette undulated her hips to meet his thrusts. She threw her head back, crying out, as his thrusts got faster. He uttered a loud groan, shaking as he spent violently into the condom, then he buried his head in her neck. His arms could no longer support him and he rolled over by her side, both of them breathing heavily.