Blackheart-FallenAngel: Really sucks when you cant get laid because your kwami needs more cheese.

BlizzardNova: Im glad you're enjoying it so far and i hope you continue to do so :D

Synsoflove: Well how would you feel if your friend woke you up in the middle of the night drzining your energy just so he could get some ass?

StellaWolf: But that would'vebeen the SMART thing to do. We cant make it to easy for our boy Adrien now can we?

acupfullofcolors: *gives you a fan*A/N: This chapter contains Sin Y'all B(

Wet Dream

Adrien POV

"Well you got your feelings across. Do me a huge favor and refrain from doing that kind of stuff with your girlfriend with the suit on. I DO NOT want to be apart of that!" Plagg continued to scold me while he munched on his cheese, but I've pretty much learned to tune him out by now.

I can't stop thinking about Marinette, which seems to be the story of my life recently.

More importantly, I can't stop thinking about what I did WITH her.

Kissing Marinette on the ferris wheel wasn't anything like the way we kissed tonight in her room. Yeah the first time was an accident but...still.

I can't stop thinking about the way she held on to me, the way she wrapped her legs around my legs and let me explore her body.

Part of me wishes I had been Adrien instead of Chat. Adrien was the one she had been interested in, but it wasn't Adrien who got to be that close to Marinette, it was Chat.

The memory of touching Marinette alone was enough to make me red.

Oh and let's not forget that SHE kissed me BACK!

I can still hear her voice, the way she practically demanded for me to continue, the way she moaned will forever be stuck in my mind.

I feel a shiver of pleasure go through me at the thoughts of what we might have done if we had more time. Oh man...

My phone buzzed, when I picked it up I saw that it was a text from Nino.

N: Hey Dude, Alya wanted to see if you wanted to hang out on Saturday. She's trying to get Marinette to come along too.

My eyes widen at the message. If Marinette was going of course I want to go too, but it wasn't confirmed if she was.

I decided to text back that I would think about it, maybe I could ask Marinette about it. If she decided not to go then maybe I could use the opportunity to spend more time with her.

My face burned once again. She wasn't even my girlfriend and my heart went beserk at the thought of being alone with her again.

I frowned, not only was she not my girlfriend, but she was seeing someone else, but... judging by what happened tonight, I might still have a chance after all.

Who cares about Michael?

Plagg yawned heading over to one of my pillows. "Well I'd love to help you with your inner troubles that you seem to be having, but I'm sleepy."

"I doubt you would have been any help at all..." I muttered, I'm really starting to get tired of my kwami's bullshit.

"Hey I said it before and I'll say it again. You're stressing over nothing."

"WHAT THE HELL ARE YOU TALKING ABOUT??!"

Before he could answer my question, that is if he had planned to, Plagg falls asleep on my pillow.

Pinching the bridge of my nose, I just groaned.

I really should try going to sleep too though. I'm going to be up all night if I keep thinking about what happened.

Where did I put those pills?

~Later that night~

It's a little after 3:00am when I find myself awake again...or so I thought.

Turning to my side I came face to face with Marinette.

"Hi." She says smiling tapping my nose gently.

I'm pretty much able to tell the difference between the real Marinette and the one in my dreams now, but that doesn't mean I can't take advantage of this situation right?

I decide to relax while 'Marinette' begins to play with my hair petting me. I can't help, but purr at the feeling.

"Do I still drive you crazy kitty.~" she asked smiling.

Wrapping my arms around her I pull her closer to me. "Completely insane, Princess."

I leaned in to kiss her which she, enthusiastically I might add, returned. It was nothing like kissing the real Marinette which all the more fueled my desire to be with her once again.

Dream or no dream, I wanted her more than anything and I was going to have her RIGHT NOW.

Gently nibbling on her bottom lip, I used this opportunity to take hold of her thighs lifting them up, just as I expected she wrapped her legs around my legs as I continue to taste her lips.

I can feel myself getting harder when I reach under her shirt to grab her breast. The memory of the feeling was burned in my mind forever, seeing her quiver underneath me like this. Knowing that I'm the one driving her over the edge making her feel good was enough to get me hard at just the thought.

Reaching back down I gripped her ass with both hands and pressed my groin against her. I started to grind against her shivering at the feeling. She was wearing those thin shorts from before, I only had on my boxers.

The longer I kept this up the more I was beginning to hate the layer of clothing that was keeping me from truly being connected with her.

I keep forgetting that this was a dream since I keep trying to restrain myself, but everytime I remember, the more I want the real Marinette. I want to feel her skin against mine and not have black leather in the way for goodness sakes.

"I love you Marinette." I can no longer deny the truth. I'm pretty sure I loved her long before I even realized it.

"I love you too Adrien." She gives me a genuine smile. Once again I feel like I'm speaking to the real Marinette and this hopeful feeling starts to blossom in my chest.

Marinette's once genuine smile turns into something sinister, before I can even react she pulls down my boxers and grabs a hold of my...oh god...

I feel an amazing amount of pleasure, leaning down I press my head against her shoulder.

Using her other hand she began to pet me again, while sliding her fingers up and down my shaft.

Damn...

She starts off slow, for a moment it felt like she was teasing me until she started stroking me faster.

I can't focus anymore all I can think about was her hand and how good it felt.

"Mari...Mar.." I feel pressure build up inside...something was coming...

Marinette kissed my cheek whispering in my ear. "Does that feel good Chaton?"

"Y...Ye..." I couldn't answer I felt a rush of pleasure and a release along with it.

I was out of breath. I laid down next to Marinette resting my head against her shoulder.

She giggled. "You really are a messy boy aren't you?"

I smiled as she continued to play with my hair. Then I drifted off.

ooooooooo

I wake up with sweat all over my face and some running down my chest.

Turning over on my back I wipe off as much as I can't off my face with the back of my hand.

I think that was probably the least stressful dream I've had all week.

Sitting up from my bed, I feel this sticky feeling in my boxers. When I toss the blanket aside I noticed a large wet spot in my boxers and on my sheets.

"You got to be kidding me..."

There's a knock on the door a hard one.

"Adrien? Adrien!"

My whole body goes stiff when I realize who's voice it was and here I am with nothing, but my boxers sitting in my own essence. Why does my life always want to fuck with me?!

"Adrien I'm coming in!"

I try to tell them to hold on, to at least give me some time to try to fix myself, but it's too late as the person opens up the door and enter my room.

Well isn't this just a Son of a bitch...