Seeing Marinette bolt out of the school doors for home had Adrien scurrying to the closest spot to transform. The blonde had been disappointed, but relieved, that they had not had much chance to communicate during their morning at school: he had found it hard enough to not reach out and hug her in the limited time they spent together as it was, how long his resolve would have lasted if it had been any longer was anybody's guess.

Walking with her and chatting with her on the way to registration had been lovely. It had not been strained or awkward, and Marinette's laugh filled the corridor; but he was acutely aware that she had been pulling away from his touch. All he wanted to do, was pick her up and ravish her in the closest cupboard, letting his primal instincts take over and see where that took them. However, doing that as Adrien would have caused way too many questions. Now though, he was hoping to make an appearance as Chat to possibly pick up where they left off last night, and hopefully find a way to drop the bombshell of his identity on her.

Poking his head through Marinette's balcony entrance, he saw her prod at the love bite on her neck and Chat resisted the urge to growl in satisfaction at seeing his mark clear as day. Stealthily sneaking down, he chuckled as she reached for her make-up, and simply could not help himself.

"Covering up my mark are we?"

Chat's eyes glanced down to where her chest heaved in shock before connecting with her surprised blue mischievously. "Tut tut, and here's me with mine on full show."

Surprised eyes narrowed at him and immediately Chat regretted his words. As he watched Marinette purse her lips at him though, he could not help the twinkle in his eye as the beauty approached him with one hand on her hip and a finger pointed in his sternum.

"It's not like I can tell, your suit covers your mark…"

Chat turned sheepish, "hehe, so it does."

Marinette tilted her head as her prodding finger slowly trailed down his torso before dropping contact completely. "Actually," she smiled softly up at him with a thoughtful look, "I'm glad to see you, th-there's something I need to speak to you about."

After excusing herself for a moment to grab some dinner for them both in the otherwise vacant apartment, Marinette led Chat up to sit on her bed as they leaned against the wall. Chat was wondering what the conversation was going to be about, and a small knot of dread settled in the pit of his stomach while they casually picked at the food.

"I want to be completely honest with you."

Chat struggled to swallow his mouthful as Marinette idly picked at her Danish pastry. He simply nodded and prepared himself for the rejection he was sure was coming. Last night had not been planned, and something inside told the blonde she was regretting what they had done.

"I have had feelings for another for such a long time, and th-thats why I want to take it slow…" Marinette's unsure eyes looked over to gage his response. "I don't want to hurt you." Chat stayed mute as he felt his mouth run dry, Marinette carried on tentatively through his silence, placing a hand on his unoccupied one in his lap. "I really want to move on from him Chat, an-and last night was," she sighed dreamily, resting her head on his shoulder, "was something that I had only ever fantasised about if I'm honest."

The blonde did not miss the blush rising in her cheeks as he peered at her through the corner of his eye. Chat felt rather smug that their escapades in her bed the night prior caused that reaction. 'So she isn't having regrets…'

"Do you remember," she gulped, "that night, wh-when you visited me on my balcony, the f-first time-"

Chat remembered. That was the night that Ladybug had stood him up and he had stumbled upon Marinette in a similar situation. 'Is she still harbouring feelings for the same guy? He's a goddamn idiot for not reciprocating her feelings!'

"-well, I don't know how to put this…" Marinette trailed off and leaned away from the hero's shoulder, causing Chat to watch her intently as she spoke. A small but sad smile rested on her lips. "He, for some reason, was being, I don't know, maybe I'm reading too much into it…" the ravenette shook her head, "he just seemed a bit more… tentative with me today an-"

"At school?" Chat brightened up, 'is she talking about me? Am I the idiot?' "Was this at school?" Even though he, Adrien, would officially be the idiot, this outcome would be amazing! 'I could show her who I am! An-and then we could finally be official! She would be my girlfriend and I would get to hold her hand in public as Adrien, and visit her at night as Chat… wow this could really work out for us!'

Marinette did not seem to notice his sudden hope as she stared at her lap, "ye-yeah, it was, strange, we're friends, and I-" an ironic half laugh left Marinette's lips, "it could just be me imagining it but, I, uh, think he might like me…"

After the first wave of excitement had passed at the thought of him being the blind fool, Chat had a suddenly sobering idea: 'what if it was someone in one of her lessons this morning? I wasn't with her after registration… shit, she might not even be on about me!'

Marinette took Chat's furrowed brow as a sign that he was hurt by this, and turned herself sideways to face him as she gave his hand a reassuring squeeze. Wondering green focused on her thoughtful features.

"But I don't know now, I want," she inhaled, "I want to see where this goes, with you… I want to forget him, and just..." She sighed and a soft smile broke out across her features, "I want to be happy, and I feel happy, here, with you."

Chat watched intently as Marinette's teeth raked over her plump bottom lip and let it go with a bounce; a slight blush dusted his cheeks as he thought about kissing her. It took the hero a few moments to realise that the beauty before him was waiting for a response, and the blonde gulped as he shook his head to bring himself out of the daydream. He wanted to ask if it was his civilian self that she had been harbouring feelings for, and then his mind impulsively gave him the image of himself that Marinette had been using to assist herself to climax the night before… 'there's no way I could be that lucky! Fuck it! I need to know!'

"Mari," he turned and moved their shared plate out of the way so he could face her fully, wanting to see her reaction to his question. "This other lad," he watched Marinette shrink in on herself a little, and Chat started to regret his decision. "You don't have to tell me but-"

"I don't want to Chat." Marinette looked to her lap and fiddled with the hem of her dress which had bunched above her knee. The fact that Adrien had reminded her of her black clad partner that morning had already confused her enough, and Marinette wanted to be focused solely on the male before her.

"Okay, I understand…" the blonde stooped his head and hooked his forefinger under the ravenette's chin to bring her gaze to meet his. "Just know that, I'm in a similar predicament… with, y'know, so… if you're willing to be patient with me, then I am more than willing to be patient with you."

Marinette's face broke out in a relieved smile, "really?" 'I will tell you Kitty, that I'm Ladybug,' she promised him internally, 'I just want to enjoy this for a little bit longer before we complicate things with secret identities.'

"Really," he smiled back and brought a hand up to brush a tendril of hair behind her ear. Chat gulped, another decision was made quickly and he was sure he was going to regret this one. 'I can't believe I'm saying this,' "if you find yourself, wi-with him… and things happen…"

A deep crease suddenly formed on Marinette's forehead. "Chat," she shook her head, "Kitty, I don't want that." She cupped his face, the ravenette's features clearly displaying how troubled she was by what he was implying. "I want you, I want this, with you."

Chat did not hold himself back, the second the words left Marinette's lips, his mouth was on hers. The ravenette kissed him back with equal enthusiasm as he leaned her back and crawled over her. The earnest way in which Marinette told him she wanted him, Chat, spurred him on to press forward with eagerness as they settled down next to each other on her bed.

Lying side by side, Chat cradled her face with one clawed hand while his other found placement on her waist; the beauty beside him running one hand behind his head to place her fingers in his hair while the other held on to his bicep. When her leg hooked over his hip, Marinette's dress rode up and Chat could not help but snake his hand down to carefully caress the soft skin of her upper leg while their lips moved gently against each other.

She hummed in pleasure, his tongue gently dancing with hers as a familiar heat pooled between her thighs once more. Chat's obvious bulge against her leg made her smile as she rolled him onto his back and straddled his hips; her dress riding up to expose the top of her thighs. Not breaking contact, Marinette let her hand trail down the contours of his chest, earning an appreciative purr which vibrated through her body. His hands gripped her waist, holding her close as the ravenette found her body moving automatically above him.

Chat could feel the way his body instinctively began to slowly thrust with her gently rocking hips and he could already tell he was going to get carried away.

"Purrincess," he purred against her as they continued to kiss with ardour. She hummed in response, and Chat felt her smirk as she kissed him hard. "I, I-"

"Yes Chaton."

He flipped their positions, Marinette's chest heaving slightly with her big blue looking up to him mischievously. "I-'' he hesitated and then gulped, "I have no idea," he chuckled self deprecating, "what I am doing."

His heart pounded in his chest as Chat caught his breath, watching as her face softened understandingly. Marinette bit her lip with a smile, "neither do I Kitty," she brought her hand up to brush his blonde mop out of his eyes, "just do what feels right, what feels good."

Chat was unsure, "will you, uh, tell me, if I do-do something wrong?"

Marinette giggled and leaned up to brush her lips against his. She whispered: "as long as you tell me too."

"They're together, aren't they."

Alya and Nino spun on the spot to see Chloé examining her nails with a bored expression. The blonde socialite did not look up as she continued to speak. "I was hoping that they could have at least waited until tomorrow when I arranged for Adrien to be the distraction." Her blue eyes looked up between Alya and Nino with a smirk on her lips. "But I s'pose it's been a long time coming," Chloé flicked her hair over her shoulder as the couple stared at her with wide eyes and open mouths. "What?"

Alya was the first to regain her voice, "you're actually happy about this?"

Chloé shrugged, "as long as Adrikins is happy then why shouldn't I be? That's why I asked him to be the distraction and not you." She finished with a pointed head tilt while looking at Alya, "you know as well as I do that they're just two dorks that are destined to wind up together." She rolled her eyes as Nino and his girlfriend exchanged looks of disbelief. "Oh come on," the blonde rolled her eyes again and raised her brow, "it's ridiculous to think how obvious it actually is! Like Ladybug and Chat Noir, no matter how much they annoy the hell out of me, there's another two idiots who should get it on already." Chloé flicked her hair again as she turned to walk up the steps, "god knows I'm happier after getting some."

Both Alya and Nino spluttered incoherently for a moment as they watched the heiress saunter up the steps. The reporter turned quickly to her boyfriend, "cover for me!"

"Babe, wait! Where are you-"

Alya shouted as she ran off in the direction of the bakery, "I just need to confirm something!"

Nino slouched with a sigh, "give me strength." Rubbing his forehead with exasperation, the DJ did not need to question what Alya was up to. With the resignation that his girlfriend's curiosity was both a quality to be admired and cursed, he made his way up to class with the knowledge that there would be three empty seats in their afternoon registration.

"Chat I-"

"Mmmmm?"

"I-I really-" Marinette gasped in pleasure as the blonde above her, left tantalising tingles everywhere he touched.

Marinette was finding it hard to form any coherent thoughts, least of all compose a full sentence, as the leather bound hero kissed down her neck and approached her breasts with his mouth. He had already discovered the hard peaks hiding beneath the fabric of her dress, and the intrigued young man wanted to get a closer look. The smirk on his face, as the blonde enjoyed the flustered way she became under his touch, was only hidden by the fact his lips never left her skin as he explored. The soft moans that left her lips with each of his gentle ministrations over the concealed mounds only fuelled his desire further, and the blonde found his hand creeping closer to slipping under the fabric.

Marinette was not stopping him.

If anything, the young woman seemed to be enticing him to carry on as she pushed her chest into his touch and let her own hands wander over his strong muscular torso.

Chat was hesitant. His claws were sharp.

"I-I really don't want to hurt you with my claws."

Marinette bit her lip as his hand rested delicately on the swell of her breast. Her blue orbs opened to see the blonde peering down at her unsurely, and Marinette was certain she was going to regret saying this so soon.

"Dr-drop your suit-"

Chat's green eyes widened with a mixture of excitement and astonishment.

"-I promise I won't look." She cradled his cheek and the young man leaned down to place a lingering kiss on her mouth.

He whispered, causing his breath to feather over her lips. "What if I want you to know who I am?"

Marinette studied the earnest way his features portrayed his sincerity of the question, her finger tracing the outside of his black mask before connecting with his gaze intently. "I-"

"Holy shit!'

Both teens on the bed had their attention pulled to a wide eyed and slightly disbelieving looking Alya. "If I had known you had the real deal, I would have chosen something else for you! Unless the Chat Stick came with a very realistic hands free feature, I think you have some explaining to do!"

I hope you enjoyed the chapter! Damn it Alya! Why do you have to be so intrusive?

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