A/N: ...You readers on FFN have been slacking on the comments tsk tsk tsk- my homies on AO3 can't do ALL the work istg THIS AINT NO FREEBIE ZONE!

I will find you...

And I will steal your cookies...

Anyway, this drabble is like at the start of season two and the two idiots can now transform using the standard phrase which lasts for up to five minutes unless they find each other and kiss. Have fun with this dessert fellas~

"I know you're in love with the sound of my voice
But my lips are sick of talking time you made all the noise
Leave your inhibitions lying with your clothes on the floor
And fake it till I make your body sweating for more"

Four Letter Word - Cash Cash (ft. J. Trill)

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'I am feeling disheartened from Miracle Queen. Will you write another ML kiss au?'

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"Oh- mmmhmm~ passion fruit. My favourite flavour..." Chat Noir grinned outrageously like the cat that got the cream, wiggling his eyebrows dramatically. Ladybug scoffed playfully and slapped his shoulder, albeit her cheeks remained flushed and her heart continued to race. The freshly transformed duo shared a small laugh together till the shorter of the two retorted back.

"Don't get cocky. I didn't apply this one just for you. I ran out of my favourite strawberry lip balm. You know that I don't even like passion fruit that much." This only made Monsieur. Noir raise a brow teasingly as he concocted a quick plan in his head. He cornered her, one hand spinning his belt tail whilst the other pressed against the wall right beside his Lady's head.

He peered down at her seductively, his fanged smirk never leaving his handsome face. Ladybug on the other hand tried her utmost best to keep her poker face plastered on as he leaned into her personal space.

"Is that so? So of all flavours to fall back on, why did you choose passion fruit? You had lovely ones like watermelon, blueberry, lemon and so much more. So either you're lying or..." His nose was now nudging hers and his eyes spelt out his primal urge to devour her until she was a gasping mess under his touch. Chat Noir shamelessly eyed her as if she was the most delicious viennoiserie at her parents' iconic boulangerie.

"AHAHAH- WE REALLY SHOULD GET GOING AND PURIFY THE AKUMA-" His other hand slammed against the wall, pinning the girl in place and he ate up her blush with unadulterated glee. It was just so rare for her to be flustered in her superhero suit and seeing the adorable redness from her cheeks blend in with her mask was honestly too captivating for him to resist.

'Je t'aime, ma Marinette, je t'aime,' Was what he wanted to murmur against her lips so badly that it physically hurt. However, as usual, he decided against it, keeping his raw, vulnerable feelings to himself and continued with the push-and-pull charade that they've started since day one.

"Ma-ri-nette~" He sang teasingly in her ear and puckered his sinfully soft lip upon the sensitive flesh behind it. "Come on, Buguinette~ if you don't tell me, I'll find out one way or another." The way that her knees practically shook and wobbled just from that action alone had Ladybug's head spinning and she could have sworn that her partner's claws were digging into the bricks behind her.

'Kiss me, kiss me, love me, take me, baiser moi, mon Adrien! Je t'aime!' The hardcore craving that grew in the pit of her stomach since the second that he pressed his lips against hers for the first time has grown into an insatiable inferno and the lovesick girl wanted nothing more than to spill her entire heart to him. Yet, the inklings of doubts and shyness were the obstacle to her goal and thus, she carried on playing with her 'hard to get' role.

"I-I-I'm telling you! It was just there by chance! That's all! Hee~" Flashing an awkward, lopsided smile, Ladybug scratched the back of her head with an almost manic giggle. Internally, she was screaming at herself to not look at the boy before her, to not to fall for his charms for the umpteenth time and definitely not to focus on the way his breath hit her still tingling lips.

She refuses to initiate again like the infatuated mess she was.

"Hmm, alright then, I'll just do you a favour and kiss all the passion fruit off your lips then," His words were just desirable murmurs as he finally settled his lips back against hers, allowing a satisfied, husky hum to escape his throat without hesitation.

His partner happily accepted the delectable kiss, extremely giddy with how her hopes and sly plan for the day came true(even if it distracted them from the Akuma), letting her hands rest against his firm chest and completely forgetting about her stubbornness from moments ago.

The kiss only got heated and so much more intense as their precious minutes went by. Chat Noir already had his tongue exploring her mouth, their heads tilted in a manner that made the experience so amorous and hot, fuelled by their not so hidden feelings for each other and hormones.

They nipped and sucked and kissed and rinse and repeat.

Noir had their hands interlocked with one another, pressed against the wall beside either side of His Lady's head and he couldn't help but press his entire form against hers as if to blanket her with his love.

Body pressed against body.

Hips rocked against hips.

Moans and gasps were exchanged with grunts and whispers.

Lips met lips again, and again, and again.

Red spandex covered hands tangled in rich blond strands whilst black-clad gloves tugged the ebony locks down so that the hero's lips had access to the juncture of the heroine's jaw.

"T-There's...no passion fruit...there...Adrien," Ladybug panted, hissing pleasantly at the pleasurable sting on her neck which was quickly replaced with warmth and sweetness. Her partner continued to pepper the visible skin of her throat with the brush of his lips and the occasional open-mouth kiss on the areas he figured was the most sensitive for her, grazing his fangs against the soft, soft flesh.

"So?" His face was just as bright red as hers but Chat couldn't help but grin, towering over Ladybug once again whilst their chests heaved for oxygen. "Couldn't really tell with how the taste of passion fruit was stuck on my tongue and ended up making everything else taste like it too."

Ladybug scoffed once more, trying her best to keep up the irritated façade despite almost visibly melting at his tender, brief peck against the corner of her lips. She didn't get the chance to say anything else as he caught her mouth with his anew, tugging on her lower lip and taking his time to re-memorise every nook and cranny.

His clawed piano fingers knotted themselves within her midnight tresses, drawing them in a manner that had her body arch into his chest and mewl from the feeling of his knee between her legs. He pushed her harder against the wall, his lips desperate and ravaging and all she could even think of was his name.

"Adrien- Adrien- Adrien-" His name was like a prayer from her lips in between the kisses which simply urged him to deliver a harsh squeeze on her hips just to hear her gasp and whimper out his name louder. His teeth came out to play once again, grasping her neck with the need to mark her even more to please his feline instincts-

"AKUMA! HELP!"

The shit-scared screams and yowls of the frightened citizens down below snapped both heroes back to reality, causing the duo to break out of their hormone riddled kiss and gawk at the disaster that the latest villain has created so far. They tried their best to regain their breath within each others' arms, panting as if they've just run a marathon and both pairs of lips kiss-bruised and thoroughly rosy and quite sensitive to the brisk breeze that shot through them.

"Maybe I should keep the passion fruit just for patrols," Ladybug admitted quietly to herself as she whipped her yoyo out, almost losing her balance a few times since her knees were still like jelly. The delightful stings echoed on her throat and the girl couldn't help but blush, glaring at her smug Chat Noir because she knew he was awfully proud of what he's done. "Look at me like that one more time and I'll throw you off the tower again."

She was met with a confident, dark chuckle which was like an arrow straight through her heart.

"You can spew all the threats you want, Marinette...but both you and I know very well that after the battle, you're just gonna drag me into your room...onto your bed...and pick up where we left..."

"Eeep!"

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A/N: ...Just take a shot every time I have the idiotic cat mention getting Marinette in bed. Cos knowing me and knowing this dumbass blond, this is not gonna be the last time.

Lemme know your thoughts and please look forward to the next chapter~

You lads are gonna love it~~~