A/N: So - no chapter yesterday - I think, that my tummy didn't like the greasy, but delicious Greek Food yesterday. I didn't feel too well - but it was very worth it! Seriously- those are the moments when I notice, that I am getting old? And I knowwwww - 28 isn't old per se, but I am not able any more to eat all the delicious food, that I used to it, without regretting it later. For those, who are younger then - enjoy it, while it lasts ? ﾟﾘﾅ
Aaaanyway:
A full explanation to this chapter's title will follow in the end. But for now - just enjoy the chapter :D
Bezirzt
"Ma-Marinette?", reached the tiniest whisper her ear. Barely a brush of a noise and perhaps it was only her imagination. A dream. And she didn't want to wake up just yet, instead snuggled a little more into the warm and naked body of her boyfriend beside her, who was asleep just as peacefully.
It was still dark outside - inside the bedroom as well, the lights turned off for some time now, to properly sleep and rest for everything, that was yet to come. And she was allowed to sleep a little longer then on her usual work-filled days - was allowed to fully embrace the tenderness of sleep for once.
…and she didn't want to leave Adrien's side any time soon.
"Marinette…"
Something poked the tip of her nose, then her cheek, tickled her shoulder and the young woman groaned, as she tried to slap that pesky disturbance away with her hand - but something caught her fingers and held them tightly.
She stirred, utterly confused and still deeply sleep drunken. Raising her head a little, while her hand was freed - instead a strange warmth was back to her ear and a whisper lured her to wake once more:
"Marinette… we have a huge problem! Please - wake up!"
The young woman felt immediately alarmed, adrenalin rushing through her veins, as soon as these words connected with the tiny voice of her Kwami, that soared beside her, waking her - and surely with a severe reason for that.
"Tikki?", she whispered, her whole body rising, lifting away from Adrien's side, lips parting to speak once more, to ask and-
Adrien's hand moved, finding her arm in the darkness, before it had slipped away completely, holding her close and by his side.
"Marinette?", he tiredly croaked.
Her heart immediately sped up, racing in her chest - acting, because she knew, that she sadly had to get out of his clutches for a greater reason.
"Need to go to the bathroom…", she mumbled, leaning in once more to kiss him softly as a silent promise of her quick return. "Sleep. I'll be right back…"
He nodded against the pillows underneath his head, wiggling to get comfortable without her by his side once more. His breathing evened yet again - telling her, that he was asleep, again. The hand slipped from her arm a moment later.
The young woman yet waited some time more - the small goddess beside her stayed quiet as well. Waiting - a minute, then two.
Finally, she slipped out of that far too comfortable bed, tiptoeing across the floor towards the door, carefully closing it behind her. Then the bathroom, locking herself inside.
Closing her eyes she reached for the wall beside her, fumbling with the light switch, flinching, when the electricity kicked in, engulfing her in a bright light.
Urgh - how late was it anyway? 2 in the morning? Maybe three? She wasn't ready to be awake now - still felt far too deliciously exhausted from their nightly activities. Her muscles were still sore in just the right places and her skin still tingling with every touch and kiss Adrien had blessed her with.
…and yet she knew, that Tikki was very aware of all the things, that happened within the bedroom - wouldn't comment in an inappropriate way, only talk about it, when she sensed, that her Chosen was ready to do so as well.
…and the small entity would only wake her, if it was absolutely necessary - the risk of a possible reveal too big, and she would only do that, if-
Oh fucking no!
Marinette carefully opened her eyes - immediately blinded by the light and shut them again, leaning against the door behind her, the wood cold on her hot, naked skin.
But her thoughts were already racing with miles per hours and her breathing speed up.
"Tikki?", she hissed, slowly blinking, her eyes more and more adjusting to the brightness around. "Please…please don't tell me, that there is a-"
"Akuma attack! I sadly have to tell you that…"
"But…now? Why? How do you…how do you know that?" Marinette paled, as a dark thought crossed her mind: "Was Chat around? Or Plagg? Do they know, that I am here with Adrien? Oh gosh! What will he-"
She bit her tongue, before that question could have left her mind. Yet, guilt and regret already rose with her heart - tearing at the walls of these lovely and sinful memories she had made with Adrien only a little earlier.
"No!", Tikki immediately answered - knowing, that her Chosen was overthinking and overanalyzing everything yet again. "That is not, what happened! In fact - the Akuma attack is very close - you can see the riot from the windows of the living room!"
Her heart skipped a horrified beat, a shaking gasp escaped her lips and she slapped her hands over her mouth, before a shriek could have escaped her. Eyes wide by now - afraid of all the things that could have happened, if Tikki wouldn't have been able to wake her up…
"Fuck! I- I need… Tikki! Spots on!"
Before her small friend could have said anything more, she transformed right there and then, these magical words fusing the Kwami and her earrings together.
As Ladybug now she turned around, once more making sure that the door was locked, swallowing hard at the thought, that Adrien could come to look for her. But…, what would he do, if she didn't answer his calls? She needed a distraction!
Hurriedly she stepped towards the shower, turning the knobs, until water softly started to rain from the ceiling - a sound, that could easily drown his words and knocks, if she actually was showering.
But she wouldn't be able to keep that charade up for too long - he would question it, if the water ran for far too long.
So she needed to hurry…
But for now she didn't dare to think about it - didn't want to think about the consequences a possible identity reveal would bring for her.
And yet… Everything went too smoothly until now and deep down inside her, she knew, that she only was delaying the inevitable. Though - she had done it before - hiding her secret from Luka for so many years, when they were dating. This time wouldn't be different…this time wasn't allowed to be different, if she wanted it to work out for them in the end.
Ladybug most quietly opened the window, getting outside with ease. Climbing and jumping up the building - Tikki had said, that the akumatized victim was incredibly close, so - perhaps - she could make it out from the rooftop of the building. Getting higher, further up and racing towards to very direction, that Tikki had told her, with Adrien's living room pointing South to-
She stopped walking, slithering across the ground, her heart speeding up, as she saw that muscular silhouette there. Hands wrapped tightly around his staff, back turned towards her, as he watched the happenings down below.
Chat Noir stood there, ready to fight, ready to act after the plan, she would hatch soon, ready to defeat and defeat.
She was speechless, could bring herself forward, couldn't bring herself to talk, or breath - horrendous thoughts crossing her mind, spinning around and around, threatening her to pull her down in this dark abyss, that opened up in front of her.
Wondering, how he made it here so fast and why. Fearing, that he was actually out in the city at night - not only to patrol the streets, when his Lady wasn't around, but to actually keep an eye out for the princess he had lost. Still around, despite his claims, that he had parted from her for good.
A little, innocent voice inside her heart cheered at the fucking thought, that he hadn't given up on his Marinette so easily - while a second, raging one told her, that it was far too late now - for she loved Adrien so dearly, and she wanted to heat into that promised happy end with him.
…and yet she still loved Chat Noir, as well…
Stupid feelings, that shouldn't exist within her and which she needed to strangle and burn, if she wanted to be happy with Adrien.
But it was so hard to unlove - impossible to go back and to see Chat just as her partner and not as so much more. She knew of that sexual beast in his chest, was aware of his sorrows, fears and the darkness in his heart. Adored his warmth, his laughter and puns.
And he - the hero all in black wasn't aware, that his lady felt about him in such a delicate way.
…didn't know, that his Lady and his Princess were the same person - now the Queen of another.
Fuck… what was that mess she had maneuvered herself into?
"Milady?"
His astonished whisper tore her out of these thoughts, perhaps he had noticed a gasp from her lips, maybe her pure presence. But he turned around, his shining eyes finding her so easily - a mysterious gleam clouded their usual bright shine, but no word about it dared to cross his lips.
"Chaton…", she greeted him politely and with a little nod, feeling brave enough to come closer to stand beside him - painstakingly making sure, that they were at least 6 feet away from the other. "Have you been here for long?"
He hesitated, a heavy gulp echoing through the night, that made her raise her brows on her forehead.
…she knew the answer to that right away - knew, that he had been out for the night to…
…to patrol, of course, for she had no evidence whatsoever, that he would stalk Marinette. Her. He was a person, who always stayed true to his word - especially when it was something that important!
She was the one, who couldn't move on - not him!
…at least… That was, what she tried to tell herself, in hopes it would help her to move on as well…
"I have been around~", he meekly said with a shrug. "Came across that stupid attack though - I hope, that we can purify that stupid Akuma soon enough - it's late and my bed is calling me!"
There was something about his smooth voice - the huskiness, that lingered deeply within. It was very melodic to her. So well-known, as if…
No - what a stupid thought! Her silly mind should stop with all that crazy nonsense!
She shook her mind too clear it yet again - excusing it for the tiredness and her own need to get back into the bed with Adrien.
"Could you already make out, what we are currently dealing with?"
He finally turned his face away from her, looking down to the streets below. Eyes scanning the area and she watched with utter fascination, how his features tensed upon investigation.
He appeared so stern - it was unusual for him. Sure - his whole demeanor was a little darker since his return, puns scarce and his demons very present at each time. But this - right here - was a new, dark low for him.
Was it because he had declined her order - twice? Not going into Hawk Moth's lair and not wanting to come to Gabriel with her? Was he hating the thought, that their old foe could so easily scare him away? Because unnamed shadows hunted him, clutched at his heart?
…or was it so much more and things, that he couldn't even describe himself.
"Chat?"
"Mhm?", he turned back in confusion, for he had not yet given her a report about his observations.
"What is wrong?"
She knew, that she didn't have the time to talk - not with a very wonderful man waiting for her - hopefully still very asleep. But she just couldn't help herself - for Chat wasn't just her partner, or something like a part-time lover to her. But also her most trusted friend - more now, than 10 years ago.
He cast her a sad smile - his internal sadness begging to be released, bottled up for far too long. Yet he said:
"Nothing! I am perfectly fine! It's three in the morning and I am just fucking tired!"
"But-"
He raised a hand up, silencing her immediately and her complaints.
"I don't think, that either of us has the time to talk… And - honestly - we both know, that it would reveal too much!"
She parted her lips, ready to answer - but a loud crash from below cut through the air and silenced her immediately.
"We need to go!"
Sadly, he was right.
She nodded in silent agreement and gave the command to get down there immediately.
Both jumped down easily, getting closer, hiding on a rooftop, that was a little lower. Crouching side by side, to peer down.
Ladybug made out a bunch of animals down there on the streets: A flock of sheep, chicken and ducks. Many pigs and a few others. Running around on the street, not caring about cars, signs, or people. Though… There was barely a civilian left and the heroine watched in horror, as a man turned into a swine himself - squealing with fear, while he tried to get away on all four.
The reason for that was a woman, who stood in the very middle of this mess - a god-like beauty, that was scarcely covered in a see-through, silky dress. Her hair shimmered golden in the streetlights above, her big eyes scanning the world around her, apparently very aware of the presence of the two heroes already.
A golden goblet rested in her hands and she held to it tightly.
"Ladybug~, Chat Noir~ I am here to get your Miraculous~", Her words were almost an alluring whisper, sensual in its tone and yet so crystal clear and loud over the noise all around her.
…and apparently this very voice had an effect on her poor, unsuspecting partner at first. His breathing speed up and his cheeks started to flush. Panting he shook his head, to get her voice out of it.
"Chat?", she fearfully whispered, crouching beside him, hand reaching out to touch his shoulder - he pulled away, as if her hand has burned him.
"Don't!", he pressed between his teeth, backing away and he opened her eyes to face her once more. His pupils were dilated, his stare full of red-hot lust. Scanning her body, he gulped, breathing heavier then only moments before.
He was sexually aroused - she had seen a similar look on Adrien's face only hours ago. But this right here was the very mean effect of the akumatized villain.
"I am Circe~ Don't you two want to come down and play? I know, that you are here~"
Ladybug's heart felt that tale tell fluttering as well. A coiling between her legs - but it wasn't as strong working on her, as it was for Chat Noir.
He swallowed hard, hands clenching over his ears clenching over his ears.
"I hate this!", he groaned, falling forward with a moan, hitting his forehead on the cold and hard ground. "Ladybug! Help me!"
"Oh Ladybug…and Chat Noir~ I am waiting~"
Her poor kitty! She wanted to reach out so desperately, to touch him, to hug and embrace him, to tell him, that everything was going to be alright. She wanted to…
…to lay her lips on his, dive her tongue in his mouth. She wanted to wrap her legs around his hips - beg for him to de-transform - to slip his d-
She reeled back with disgust at her lewd thoughts, tumbling almost over the edge. Panting herself, as these thoughts started to get more demanding. As she imagined things and positions, sexual acts between them - moans and cries of pleasure, when they-
No!
-and he would cum so deep inside her and-
Stop!
Over and over and over, again. And she would scream his name - his real name across the rooftops of Paris, when she came multiple time on his co-
But she loved Adrien!
…and she loved Chat Noir as well…
They looked at each other - knowing deep down, that these thoughts, that clutched at them in a nasty, filthy way shouldn't be there.
She acted, before both would have done something, that would break them forever.
She jumped down, down to the streets below. Without a plan, but a need to escape from that fucking desire, that tore through her body in a painful way.
Panting, the heat within her rising even more, now, that she was even closer to the enchanting villainess before her.
"Listen, Circe!", Ladybug whimpered, her legs weak and her breathing shaking. "Whatever your fucking power might be - I hate it! Can we please get it ov-Ah!"
She was so incredibly close to the breathtaking foe in front of her - the whole sign certainly a picture for the gods. Stunning and she was indeed a beauty to behold. The way that silky dress clung to her every curve in such a fascinating way, see-through. Her breasts full and perfect, her nipples standing in full attention. Her luscious lips formed a sensual smile and her big, brown eyes called for her. To come closer, to touch and feel…
All these thoughts came far too easily into the mind of a very heterosexual woman and it was utterly confusing.
Arousing, and confusing.
The heroine let out a heated, unwanted moan, not able to finish her sentence, or any coherent thought, as the villainess had come forward, to cup her flushed cheeks gently - her touch even more bewitching, than her voice and sign.
"Oh sweet, sweet child…", Circe whispered, her breath smelling of honey and strawberries. "What is it, you want from me? You are suddenly so breathless. Here - take a sip of my wine and all will be clearer now - then our bodies shall wrap around the other, as it was supposed to be~"
She raised that golden goblet up, the smell of it foul and rotten - and yet the promise of the villainess persuading her on, to lay her lips on the very rim of the vessel - to get, what she has promised.
Sex. Sweet, sweet sex and it didn't matter to her, that this was a woman, a villain and far from a person she loved.
A wrathful scream echoed through the night, tore the air apart without mercy. Something soared through the air, hitting the goblet, prying it out of Circe's hand.
Making it fly away. Many meters and far from Circe's reach.
"Get. Your fucking. Hands. Off. Her!", he yelled, his voice full of agony, as he tried to tame the beast in his chest. "Nobody is allowed to touch her that way, but-"
He bit his tongue hard, heavy breath escaping his nostrils, clutching his head to heavily shake it. In pain from holding his desire back.
Almost bored Circe looked over her shoulder, watching the man to her left - smirking, before she gazed back to Ladybug. Hand wandering from the spellbound heroine's cheek towards her jaw, grasping it tightly, clenching it, until it hurt in a far too good way. Making her gasp - before she was lifted of the ground and thrown right at her unsuspecting partner.
His body collapsed, as hers rammed into him, both tumbling and rolling on the ground, until Ladybug found herself underneath him. He hovered over her in such a delicious way, so close, that she could feel his breath on her face. Her hands reached mindlessly out, grasping his shoulders, ready to bring him down, as her legs finally wrapped around him, their center touching, both moaning. She wanted to bring him down to her, wanted to kiss him and taste him - but his hand clamped over her mouth to keep them separated.
Her eyes widened - her mind exploding with a billion thoughts at once: Of him. Of Adrien. Chat's smile. Adrien's laughter. Of forbidden touches. Of incredible sex until midnight.
Adrien…
…Adrien…
She belonged to Adrien and wouldn't let her desire win this fight.
Unknowingly Chat had helped her to not cheat on her boyfriend - eyes still painfully closed, holding back to not roll his hips against her. Though… it didn't help, that she could feel his erection pressed between them.
The young heroine needed to stay focused, needed to clear her mind, to come back and fight - she rolled them over so easily, standing on shaking legs. But he didn't follow, stayed on the ground, his hands still reaching out for her. Seeking her blindly and she stepped back, before he could have touched her, again.
"Oh, Ladybug~ Oh, Chat Noir~ Why don't you start, what two bodies need to do - get naked, throw your pesky Miraculous away and give into the desire for each other… if you want… three could play in that game so well!"
Ladybug's knees buckled at these words and it was so horribly hard to stay focused so seemingly impossible to not give in.
She needed to fight it though - with everything she had!
Her eyes shifted, her blue orbs finding the golden goblet in the distance - the perfect hiding place for a black butterfly! It had to be that way - prayed, that she was right.
She darted, closed her eyes and hummed a silly tune to not let get Circe's jinxing voice get a hold of her yet again. Thinking of Adrien - her Adrien. Of his marvelous hands and hot kisses. Of his member, that filled her so perfectly. Of the way he made her scream for gods above.
But Circe was very aware of the very thing that was happening, bolting towards the vessel as well - both women reached for it at the same time. Clutching on it, as they landed on their knees, slithering across the harsh asphalt.
"Drink!", the enchantress hissed, more demanding now, pushing the trinket towards the heroine and her face. Towards her lips. "Drink it, I say!"
Ladybug tried to push her away, clenching her eyes most tightly shut. Humming and humming, thinking about her boyfriend, desperately trying to remember the way they had shared their body, mind and soul.
Humming…
…but… the goddess' voice was yet so sensual, as she sinfully promised her all the things they would do with Chat Noir, if only she drank of the forbidden potion from the goblet in their hands.
Ladybug's brain tried to recall the things it would do, if one drank from Circe's potions - haven't they read Homer's Odyssey in school?
It would turn a human into an animal - a fate would be just the same, transformed, like Odysseus' men have turned into pigs.
But…
Her power was just too strong - her promises too sweet.
Just… just one sip and she could have Chat Noir, like she wanted and needed.
"Cataclysm!", a clawed hand reached between them, grasping that damned goblet tightly, destroying it so easily.
As if somebody snapped with their fingers Ladybug awoke from her heated trance. Desire and lust leaving immediately her body and were carried away with the surrounding breeze.
She blinked her eyes, startled and shocked of all the things, that happened. But hurriedly focused, as she noticed that fluttering above. The butterfly tried to get away, tried to escape in front of her eyes.
She acted fast, letting out a fierce scream, as her yo-yo caught it. She purified it wordlessly.
Good… at least that nightmare was over for now, now that everything turned normal again.
"Oh gosh!", came a small whimper behind her, followed by a sob, "What have I done?".
Ladybug turned - barely noticed, how the people around her have turned back - no more animals, but humans. She ignored Chat completely - for now, shame filling her, as she remembered the things, that happened between them only minutes ago. Even though nothing happened at all.
But then… then there still were very lewd thoughts, that made her feel sick immediately. Bad…and like a very horrible girlfriend…
Instead, she focused on the young woman with long, blonde locks in front of her, as she cowered, still afraid and horrified by the things she did.
Ladybug moved forward in hurry, kneeling beside her, hand on the woman's back to help her up - the woman clutching at her for comfort. Still sobbing - traumatized deeply.
"There is a place for akumatized victims. It's close…", Ladybug whispered, ready to get her away, Chat silently following, as she walked the woman away from the crowd, that gathered around them like usually. To thank them. And to take photos. But this was one of these occasions, where these things would only make it worse - especially for the victim. "It's close and opened at every time. Is there somebody, you could call? Somebody who can keep you company?"
"I…I…yes…"
"Good…I will bring you there… Just hold on tight…"
"Ladybug?", her partner whisper - seeking her attention, even though his ring beeped loudly in the middle of the night.
But his Lady merely shook her head at him - shyly finding his eyes for a mere second - but she wasn't able to hold his gaze for too long.
He didn't question her. Pressed his lips together and nodded sharply. Understood, that she wasn't ready to talk now. Not any time soon… She needed time to recover…and to seek comfort in Adrien's touch…
He eventually bowed his head.
"I dearly hope, that doctors will help you, Mademoiselle - it is always good to talk - it will certainly help…", he said softly - the sweet huskiness from earlier completely hidden away. His words were still true and sincere and the heroine yet somehow felt, that there was more to them, than one might grasp. "And…Milady… we surely will meet very soon again!"
She meekly nodded - held onto the woman by her side tightly, before she hoisted then up in the air with her yo-yo.
This time she didn't look back - he would want to get home himself anyway and he was gone by the time she glanced over her shoulder for one more time.
The place she had mentioned wasn't too far away. She was there in two minutes. It was one of those few rare places, where victims from Akumatizations could turn to at any hour of the day. Doctors and Therapists worked there - paid by funds.
But these places were rarer now - only three opened at all time.
…in all of Paris…
But hopefully Adrien's generous donation could change it in the future…
Ladybug landed silently in front of the door, leading the crying woman inside.
Thankfully somebody immediately rushed towards them. Asking questions, giving the woman some water. A chair to sit - calling for a doctor to come and see her.
Good - then she had done her part and could go home herself…
"Ladybug…?", the woman whimpered and grabbed the hand of the heroine once more, to stop her in her tracks.
"Yes?", she gently said, gulped, as she looked down in the pitiful face in front of her, waited for her to speak, heard her sniffing.
"When… When will it all end?"
That particular question hit the young woman hard in her guts and she dearly wished, that she had an answer to that herself.
"I…will let it end soon!", she yet said with determination but in a soft and caring tone - for her hope was all she could spend now to these people herself. "And for now I wish you the very best…"
Ladybug petted her shoulder in comfort once more - turning now to leave for good.
And she should hurry - aware, that surely more time has passed, then she anticipated. She needed to get back! Praying and hoping, Adrien was still very much asleep and blissfully unaware of the things, that have happened.
She reached his apartment soon enough, slipping back through the window easily and closed it again.
De-transforming.
"Tikki…Spots…spots off!"
She felt, how the magic left her, the pink light erasing her suit and mask until she found herself naked.
And a strangled sob left her lips as well - now once more very aware, that she had been not wearing any clothes underneath. Not only was it bad because detransforming to recharge would have been a very nerve-wracking act - almost impossible without her purse with a snack for Tikki inside.
…but being naked underneath meant, that the contact between her and Chat Noir - especially their heated center was much more intense. Much more direct.
…she felt painfully disgusted, that something like that happened! That she did let it happen!
Tikki was at loss of words as well, merely sat in a comforting way on her Chosen's shoulder - stayed there, when Marinette stepped into the shower - to wash away that ugly shame and regret. The feeling of Chat Noir's closeness and her lewd thoughts.
…the tears on her face…
But it was only a quick shower, though - who knew how long she was already gone from Adrien's warm embrace. She needed to return… needed to mend these cracks in her heart with his touch. With a kiss, or to…
To fill a void, that opened in her soul…
Almost mindlessly she stepped out of the shower - barely drying off with her towel. A slight sheen of wetness still clung to her skin, her hair still damp. It didn't matter, though… not now…
With tightly clenched fists she unlocked the bathroom door - Tikki being the one to turn the lights off - softly kissing her human's cheek as a small reminder, that everything would be alright, before she soared away, to hide once more - just before the young woman opened the bedroom door. Not caring about the noise, not minding her steps - making it straight onto the bed, next towards her sleeping boyfriend, clinging to him, as if her life depended on him.
…though… she didn't find him as asleep, as she had expected him to be - he turned towards her the moment the mattress shifted from her weight. Arm reaching for her waist to bring her closer. Holding her, gazing towards her in the darkness.
"Are you alright?"
"I didn't want to wake you!", both said at the same time, voices shaking.
An image of Chat Noir flashed in front of her eyes - the memory of his crotch pressed against her coiling in her abdomen.
No! She wasn't allowed to feel that way!
But she tried to hide it, tried to drown her desire for her partner, by pressing her lips to those of her boyfriend most tightly. Mindlessly throwing her leg around his hip to bring him closer, and she was so glad, when he immediately returned her advances.
Adrien rolled her over, pinning her down and she was surprised, when she felt his arousal touching her lower stomach, already begging to get attention.
"Is everything alright?", he mumbled once more, breathing heavily, as he leaned over her, one hand already searching for her breast, to fondle her gently.
"I had a nightmare! A really horrible one!", she whimpered - mind and body utterly confused, while both screamed to release that pressuring pleasure inside her - thankful, that Adrien would want to do that as well.
…maybe it would help her forget these events…
She reached for his hand, gripping it with soft and determined force to guide it down, away from her breast, across her stomach and straight towards her already wet folds between her legs.
"Please, Adrien! I need you and want only you to help me forget!"
He swallowed hard, as he pushed a finger inside her.
Nodded, before he captured her lips once more in a hard, fierce kiss.
"Okay!"
A/N: Bezirzt - yes, it's a German word, meaning enchanted, bewitched etc. I think it's a lovely word and it is connected tothe enchantress Circe from Greek Mythology. I was kinda sad, when I found no word, that was just the same in the English language. And somehow... I really enjoyed the thought of having yet another mythological inspired Akuma in here - I certainly like to draw my inspiration for those in Mythology and fairytale and such...
And I think this chapter shows, that things won't continue to be as cozy and romantic as they seemed. And we didn't have an Akuma attack for the longest time, so - Voilà - a little reminder, that Lady Titalee is still out there, waiting for Marinette to make the wrong step. And of course we have the muddled mess, that his her feelings for both Adrien and Chat Noir, standing in her way...
And if you ask, if Adrien didn't notice, that she was gone for so long (though he was away as well) - you will get your answers about that sooner, or later?
So - what else...
Next chapter: That little charade...