The Naked Truth

Written by: JuliaFC

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Disclaimer: This story is based on characters and situations created and owned by (c) Thomas Astruc, TS1 Bouygues, Disney Channel, Zagtoon, Toei Animation. No money is being made and no copyright or trademark infringement is intended.

WARNING: A SMALL SECTION OF THIS CHAPTER IS HIGHLIGHTED AS EXPLICIT. PLEASE ONLY READ IT IF YOU WANT TO READ EXPLICIT CONTENT

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Chapter 12 — An embarrassing phone call

It didn't take long for them to return to Marinette's bedroom. Well, at least Adrien did, because Marinette pushed him out of the toilet, told him to go upstairs and wait for her, she would be back in a minute.

Adrien had the slight suspicion that she was brushing her teeth a dozen times and then using a large amount of mouthwash, but he didn't complain. After drying himself and getting the most water he could out of his hair using an already wet towel, Adrien didn't have anything to do, so he used the towel to wipe the little pool he had created earlier on on the floor. That done, he sat on the chaise longue and waited patiently.

A few minutes later, Marinette emerged from her trapdoor, her towel still wrapped around her body and a tray full of sandwiches, two glasses and a bottle of water into her right hand.

Adrien looked at her with puppy eyes, and she laughed softly.

"You're the best!" he said as he eyed all the wonderful food she had brought with her. "Uh, no croissants?" He pouted.

"Sorry, Chaton. The bakery is closed and turning the oven on to bake croissants or macarons takes time. I thought you may have gotten bored if I had left you here over half an hour by yourself."

She put the tray down in front of him, and as the smell of food hit his nostrils, he realised how hungry he was. He lost his pout and picked up one of the sandwiches, filled with tuna, and started devouring it happily. Marinette sat down on the chaise next to the tray and picked up another sandwich, starting to eat it herself.

They ate in silence for a while until all food was gone. Then, when Marinette's hand moved the tray slightly, revealing the three packets laying underneath, she gave him an embarrassed look.

"Uh, I was wondering if you're cold? I-I should have s-some c-clothes from my sample d-designer l—" She suddenly stopped rambling, because he grabbed her hand and squeezed it. His face was very red, but his gaze was full of love and the sparks she saw in his eyes made her insides melt.

He smiled softly at her and pulled her towards him, causing the tray in between them to land on the floor. She found herself leaning on his bare chest, the towel she had wrapped around her body loosening up and coming off. "You're joking, right?" he asked, as his hand slowly and deliberately caressed her bare back. She shivered.

If possible, she blushed a deeper shade of red. "N-no, I m-mean y-yes, I m-mean… maybe?" She covered her eyes with her hands, but he grabbed them and took them off her face, forcing her to look at him.

"Marinette, isn't it a bit too late to go all shy on me?" He saw the gleam of fear in her eyes and frowned. "I mean, it's frustrating. Earlier in the shower you, well, were all over me and now it looks as if nothing happened." He passed a hand through his still damp hair. "I mean, if you don't want me, it's okay. I will just transform and go home. But I thought we were past that."

Marinette gulped and closed her eyes, taking a couple of big breaths. She forcefully removed her hands from his hold and pinned them on her knees.

"It's not that," she whispered when she opened her eyes again. "I'm s-sorry, it's just, in the shower it seemed… d-different. Here now, with the c-condoms, i-it s-seems more r-real."

He pouted. "It is real. Isn't it?" He looked at her in pure confusion. "The feelings that we have are real. They were real in the bubble, they were real in the shower. They are real now. How can a little piece of latex make them any different? I love you! I've loved you and wanted you for so long!"

"I'm scared!" she shouted at him. "I want you so much, but I'm terrified. And I'm trying, I'm seriously trying to be truthful and continue to say everything, like I was forced to do in the bubble, but it's so hard because I'm not used to it. I'm used to Adrien saying that I'm just a friend and instead now you're eating me up with your eyes every time that you look at me. I love it, I don't want you to stop, but I'm scared because I'm a girl and I'm not supposed to be saying this! I'm supposed to tell you to go away, I'm supposed to be modest, but I can't!" She cupped her hands on her face. "Be-because I love you and I want to do it, too."

Adrien's brain had stopped functioning the second she had mentioned the words, 'I want you so much' and had barely registered the rest of the rambling. She still wanted him! But a small part of his brain considered the fact that she'd said she was scared.

But also that she said she wanted to do it. And that's when went to a complete halt. Reboot! Reboot! He needed to switch his brain on again.

She said that she wanted to do it.

She wanted to do it.

She. Wanted. To. do. IT.

'FUCKING HELL! GOD PLEASE HELP ME!'

The push in his groin was instantaneous and left him breathless. He grabbed her hand and pulled her close again, tilting his head and looking straight into her eyes. "You want to do it too?" He couldn't breathe when she nodded, almost imperceptibly. His heart was pounding into his mouth, and he was breathing so heavily that he felt like hyperventilating.

"I-I d-do. Yes," she barely managed to say, when Adrien pounced and captured her lips with his. He immediately deepened the kiss, hungrily, voraciously, as if he had been waiting all his life for that moment. And in a way, he had been. When Marinette didn't have the same frightened reaction she'd had in the bubble and in fact reciprocated the fervour, kissing him back, her hands firmly tangled in his hair, her tongue fighting for dominance with his, he felt in heaven.

He broke the kiss grudgingly, for the sole need of air, and started showering her jaw and neck with kisses, brushing her bosom with his lips until he reached her breasts. He looked at her plump boobs in a daze, as if it was Christmas and he was about to open a present he'd been craving for all year. He stroked them almost reverentially until the skin on her nipples changed texture and her nipples perked up. Again with a voracity that Marinette had never seen on him, he pushed her down on the chaise and positioned himself on top, capturing her right nipple in his lips and starting to suck avidly, and repeating the action on the left one.

-EXPLICIT CONTENT-

Marinette moaned loudly and started panting heavily as her core was shaken by waves of pleasure that made her feel almost light-headed. When he started tracing circles on her stomach with his tongue, she arched her back and screamed his name, her nails sinking in the skin on his shoulders and then wrapping around his hair. He was going so fast that she felt like on a rollercoaster, her emotions unable to catch up with the shower of sensations she was feeling and leaving her breathless.

"Oh, God, Adrien!" she groaned because he had started licking her clit restlessly while with his hand he was fingering her. He was going faster and faster, the movements of his tongue nearly in sync with the rhythmic dipping of his fingers in her entrance. He put first one, then two fingers in and it didn't take long for the same climax of sensations to build up and up, like it had happened in the shower, until the wave of pleasure burst through her very core. She screamed his name and her whole body started shaking.

-END OF EXPLICIT CONTENT-

He lifted himself up, resting his bum partially on his legs, and picked up one of the packets, eying it with concern. How was he supposed to open it? He looked for a dent or a clue for the right place to rip it but he couldn't find it and he acted quickly, putting the packet between his teeth and ripping it that way. When the content fell out, he eyed it with even more concern. Okay. Luckily Marinette didn't seem to notice his complete cluelessness, as she was still panting hard with her eyes closed. He tried to understand how to put it on and pushed it hard on the tip of his erect penis, looking in horror at the top part of the latex breaking a big hole and letting his glans pass through.

"Fuck!" he shouted, putting his free hand on his mouth. Marinette opened her eyes and gave him a questioning look. "I broke it," he admitted, as his cheeks caught fire.

"You did what?" said Marinette, sucking her breath in. She lifted her head up and had a look at his dick. "Oh," she whispered then.

"Merde! I'm a total idiot!" He banged his fist on the chaise, near her shoulder, and crouched on top of her. "And you say you're a klutz. Look at me. I can't even wrap a piece of latex over my dick without breaking it. What does this make me?"

Marinette pinned herself up, put a hand on his shoulder and softly stroked it, trying to gain his attention. At the second attempt he finally raised his head and looked at her.

"What is it?" he asked defeatedly.

She bumped his head with her phone and then shoved it into his hand. "There. Look," she said, pointing at her Google search.

He read the content of the webpage: 'How to put on a condom'. There seemed to be a detailed explanation, including bullet points. He gave her a smile that would have blinded the sun itself.

"That's why you're the brains, Buginette!" He leaned down to wrap her into a hug.

She smirked and bumped his nose affectionately. "Nah. You were just too eager and then you panicked."

"That's because you don't think with your dick, as Plagg would say."

She laughed and rolled her eyes. "Exactly!"

He spent a minute looking at her phone, trying to make sense of the instructions that were on the screen. The first thing he read was that he shouldn't have torn the packet with his teeth, because it could cause ruptures. Whoops. But the instructions got more and more complicated, talking about lubricants and stuff like that, which he didn't have a clue about and didn't even know how to get.

"Oh, I feel like an even more complete idiot." He sighed. "It's so complicated." He threw her phone at the chaise defeatedly.

Marinette pouted. Which of course gave him a warm feeling inside. Until a few minutes ago, she was terrified to have sex with him and now she actually pouted because he couldn't have sex with her— he tried to ignore the reason, that he was too thick to understand how to put a bloody condom on. But as he thought that, he saw Marinette's phone beeping. Marinette picked it up and had a look at the message notification. Then, she passed the phone on to him.

"Nino. Wants to talk to his mec."

He raised an eyebrow. Did Alya spill the beans that easily? He picked up the phone and read the message:

Nino: [Marinette? Alya said that my mec is there with you, and that he may probably need my help. With CONDOMS? What's going on?]

Adrien frowned and sighed deeply, his cheeks burning as he read the message. Fucking Alya. Why did she know him so well?

Marinette (Adrien): [Hey, mec. Uh, yes it's me. Uh… I don't know how to say it but… yeah. I'm a total disaster. Help please]

He hit send and lowered his gaze. Marinette chose that moment to approach him from behind and move with her hand the now fluffy hair that covered his ears. She started placing a few light kisses on the crook of his neck. She moved her hands sensually over his shoulders and sides and Adrien could feel her perky nipples brushing the skin of his back. He moaned loudly as her phone buzzed again.

Nino: [Adrien! You will have some explaining to do tomorrow. My girl here was already super excited and she's now literally bouncing. What the heck?]

Marinette started peppering his back with kisses and then moved brushing her lips to his side, causing him to get goosebumps and lose his ability to concentrate. He ought to be quick, he wouldn't last long if she continued like that.

Marinette (Adrien): [Nino, I don't need you to tell me off, I need you to tell me how to put a fucking condom on my dick. Please. I'll explain tomorrow, promise. I've already burst one. I'm a complete failure :'( ]

He hit send. Just a few seconds passed and Marinette's phone rang. He held his breath and picked up.

"Mec," said Nino at the other end of the phone.

"Nino," said Adrien back, and then gasped because Marinette had started fondling his dick, and it wasn't really the right time for her to do so, but he just didn't care and wanted her to continue.

"You've only burst one? You're good. I broke four before being able to put one on correctly."

"What?" Adrien felt his heart coming out of his chest. It didn't help that Marinette was giving him firm strokes on his shaft. Nope. It didn't help at all. "I only have three here! I mean two, because one—" He uttered to his dismay a loud moan after Marinette started kissing the tip of his dick. Fuck, he didn't want her to stop but how long were they going to drag the conversation? "Uh, sorry, I mean, one burst!"

"I KNEW it!" exclaimed Alya's voice from a little further away. "I knew he was too eager to remember such menial details. Sunshine! After all the talks we received about safe sex!"

If Adrien's cheeks were burning before, now he knew he had turned crimson. "Uh," he started, but Nino's voice cut him off.

"Sorry, mec, forgot to mention that you're on loudspeaker."

Great! Bro code out of the window, eh? "Cheers, mate." Marinette decided then to start licking his glans as if it was a lollipop. He had to put a hand on his mouth to muffle the moan that escaped his lips. "Uh, do I have any more audience to witness my complete failure as a man, or is Alya the only lucky one?"

Nino sighed loudly through Marinette's phone. "You're not a failure. And yes, there's only Alya here, don't worry."

'At least that,' he thought. "And Alya? Listen, of course I remember the lessons. But—it just slipped off my mind. You saw the messages, and the pictures."

Marinette laughed at that. Adrien's face became even more scarlet.

"That's not a good excuse, Sunshine. You should always have at least one with you."

Adrien bit his lip. Marinette seemed to be experimenting on how much of his dick she could take into her mouth. She was driving him insane. "I never had a reason for having one, uuuuh, with me until now."

Alya laughed. "Nonsense, Sunshine. A pretty face like you should always have one in his jeans' pocket. You may never know."

"Ok, noted." Marinette had started stroking his dick again and his patience was running thin. He growled. "Now can we go back to my question, please?"

"That's enough, Alya," said Nino while a muffled laugh could be heard next to him. "Now listen to me carefully, mec, I will explain to you what to do and I want you to do exactly as I say, and don't interrupt me."

"Aha," said Adrien and he started to listen, as Nino gave instructions and he followed them.

Grudgingly, he had to whisper into Marinette's ear that he needed his dick. A further muffled giggle from the other side of the phone left him no doubt that Alya had heard him.

"Alya asks what was that, mec?" said Nino.

Shit. His face flushed crimson. "Nothing. Carry on." He would think of the consequences later. Right now, he tried concentrating on following Nino's instructions while Marinette had resumed her kissing activity on his back. And front. And pectorals. And neck. Oh, she was driving him insane for real! He whispered that into her ear, telling her regretfully that he had to concentrate, and she pouted, moving away from him. Just a few instants later, Adrien stared at a perfectly 'cellophaned' (latexed? Did the word even exist?) penis.

"Wow, thanks, Nino, you saved my life," he said truthfully. "I have one last question."

"Spill."

'Alya must be rubbing off him,' Adrien thought. "Do I need lubricant?"

The phone went quiet for a moment. "No, you're good. That's too advanced for you. Stick to the basics, mec."

"Okay." He frowned. "Don't know what you mean, but okay."

The sudden sound of Marinette clearing her throat brought him back to the reality of the room. "Uh, thanks, Nino, I need to go now," he said.

"Okay. Good luck," said Nino. "And mec?"

"Yeah?"

"Hurt Marinette and I'll break your legs."

The room felt suddenly very hot. "Right. Cheers."

"I'm serious, Adrien. Bro code or not, I've known Marinette since we were five. If you break her heart, I break you."

Adrien gulped. "Don't worry. I've no intention to hurt her."

"Good. Have fun, mec. Because tomorrow my girl will want deets."

"Great..."

He felt the phone hanging and he sighed heavily before turning back to Marinette who had just coughed politely.

"Can we carry on now?" she asked, her face bearing a very unimpressed expression.

"Sorry. That was a bit more complicated than I thought."

The phone buzzed again. Adrien gave the message a quick look, and his face turned an even deeper shade of red.

Nino: [If you need more, give me a shout. God, you have it bad, mec.]

He barely managed to write 'Thanks' in reply before Marinette grabbed her phone from his hands, looked at it, hit send and threw the phone at the other side of the chaise. This time she attacked him, kissing his lips hungrily and sensually. He pushed his back against the headboard of the chaise longue, trying to find a comfortable position but he was so out of his mind that he couldn't find any, so he broke the kiss, breathing heavily.

"Can we continue in bed? This chaise isn't ideal."

She nodded, so he picked her up bridal style and made his way up the stairs to the mezzanine.

"About time, too!" came Plagg's voice from somewhere on his left. "I thought I would need to bleach my eyes again."

Adrien could only sigh and roll his eyes, while Marinette giggled softly and wrapped her hands around his neck.

Author's Note:

Hi Everyone! Hope you had a nice New Year. we're getting to the end of this story, so I will now update it once a week. There should be just another couple of chapters left, so that will keep you with me a little longer!

A million of THANK YOU to all of you for the wonderful support and for the beautiful reviews and feedback, for all the kudos, reviews, comments, follows and bookmarks. I got some amazing reviews and I can't believe the love I'm getting from all of you for this story. Thank you from the bottom of my heart, you're all the best! I'm really happy that you're all enjoying the story, and I'm sure you will find it always more enjoyable as it unfolds.

Yes, I know, a lot of people were betting on who had said the last sentence in my little ad. So now you know people. Adrien may be his mec, but Marinette was his friend from age 5. Of course it was Nino, who else would Adrien ask advice to? For something like that ^^

Hope you're going anyway to tell me your thoughts, what you liked or made you laugh and such. Your comments are what keeps me going, so please give me some feedback and make my day!

In next chapter of Naked Truth (out next week on Wednesday night GMT. Unfortunately it will be VERY cut here, please read the full story on Ao3),

"A… Bloody Shock"

- "You do whatever you want to me, Princess"

- "What are you waiting for, stupid cat? Christmas?"

- "I'm so sorry!" he kept repeating.

- "Three times is one time less than it should"

See you for the next update!

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