Marinette's POV

I'm sitting there crying in the dark on one of the high beams rather than somewhere safe for a civilian. Tikki suddenly zips into my bag.

"Tikki? Why are you-?" I get cut off.

"Marinette?" I startle so much I fall off the beam. I don't even care to transform. If it ends, it ends.

"Marinette!" Cat dives after me, grabbing me and vaulting us back up, this time to the part with a railing, saving me.

"Are you crazy?! You could have died! Why would you do that?!"

"Me?! You're the one who startled me! If you hadn't done that, I would have been fine!"

"Fine?! I've been looking for you for hours! What are you even doing up here?! How did you get here?!"

We are slowly getting closer as we yell at each other, drawn to each other like magnets. Angry magnets, but magnets.

"Don't worry about it!"

"How can I not?! All I do is worry about you!"

"Well-" I'm cut off with a searing kiss, and I can't help but return it, feeling the passion. It's a punishing kiss, one that tells me how worried he was, and as he thrusts his tongue into my mouth, I can feel his hardness through his suit. I've never wanted to do anything like that before, but with him…I lose my train of thought as his hand sneaks around to my ass, lightly digging his claws in. His other hand is tangled in my hair, the way mine are in his. I moan into the kiss, and he starts kissing down my jaw to my neck where I receive a harsh bite. I gasp in pleasure.

"Cat…"

He picks me up after finding my lips again, my legs wrapping around his waist as he pushes me against the wall, rubbing his harness against me. I've never felt so turned on, and my lower region is soaked with my desire. He thrusts into me, and I grind into him. I can feel something building, and he moans into my mouth. We get more frantic in our movements until we both cry out, me feeling a sudden release and wet spot on my shorts, while he softens against me, and I feel a wetness through his suit, too.

We both stay in our positions, panting.

"W-well… that hap-happened…" I say, feeling some of the old Marinette sneak through. He sets me on my feet but keeps his arms around me.

"Y-yeah… Princess…" He says, registering my appearance… including the fresh cut on my arm. "Please tell me you didn't…" I look away and that's all the answer he needs. I hear him sigh before wrapping his arms around me. "Marinette, please. Don't. You're all I've been thinking about all day."

"W-What?"

"You're driving me crazy. Between my worry and how much you've turned me on today… I was fighting a boner the whole time I saw you this morning."

"You saw me?"

"I saw you. And I see you. I've never done anything like that with anyone… I'm glad it was with you. My princess. My Marinette."

"Cat… I've never done this either. I don't know who you see, because I don't even know who I am anymore. But I'm glad it was with you, too…"

"But?"

"But you're in love with Ladybug. And I—I'm a mess. I'm pretty sure I scared off the guy I was into, but that doesn't even matter because I can't find myself."

"Ladybug doesn't want me…"

"How do you know?"

"Because we kissed last night. And she ran."

"Maybe she was scared."

"Of what?"

"Her feelings."

"No. She's in love with someone else. She told me so. Marinette, please. Let me help you find yourself. Maybe we can find me along the way. And maybe…maybe we'll find us."

"This is dangerous."

"I don't care."

"Ladybug could get jealous."

"I don't care. All I want is to be with you."

"And you're sure this isn't your dick talking?"

"Nah. He's asleep. You tired him out."

I can't help it. I burst into laughter, and he joins.

"I'm yours, Mari."

"And I'm yours, Kitty." I plant my lips on his, much slower now.

"Maybe we should go get cleaned up…"

"I'll take you home."

He scoops me into his arms after I grab my bag that I dropped in the process of our activities. We vault off into the night and land on my balcony. I open the door and invite him in. My room still resembles the old Marinette…maybe because she's still here…

He comes down with me, and I throw my bag to the side. I tell him to sit down, and I go grab him a washcloth to clean himself up with as I take a quick shower. The hot water stings on my cuts, but it's my own fault. After I freshen up, I head back up, realizing I forgot to grab clothes. I sneak up and see him lying on the small couch. I hope he doesn't notice me…

"Princess?" He says looking towards me. As soon as his eyes land on me, though, he blushes. A fire burns in his eyes, and I'm not sure what to do.

"I-I forgot clothes." I stutter out, frozen in place.

He doesn't move, just watches me as I make my way to my closet for my night clothes. I let the towel drop, showing him my ass as I slide on lacy underwear, some shorts, and a tank top. I turn around, and he's still staring, though with a small blush and a visible hard-on. I slink towards him and straddle his lap, hearing him gulp.

"Here, kitty kitty. Let's see if I can make you purr." I say, getting on the floor in front of him. I hear a hissing intake of breath and a low growl, but not the sound I seek. I slowly pull on the bell of his suit, pulling down the zipper. I kiss each exposed piece of skin as we get lower and lower.

"M-M-Marinette…"

"Yes?" As I run my hands over his abs, he does emit a small purr. "There it is…" I keep running my hands over him, making his purr louder, but as I move to go lower, his hands catch mine.

"Believe me, Princess, as much as I want this to continue, I think I need to get some sleep, and so do you." I pout, causing him to take my bottom lip between his teeth. I kiss him hard, but he pulls away.

"No, no, no. We can't get distracted."

"Okay… Goodnight, Cat Noir," I say, giving him a goodnight kiss as he zips up and next thing I know, he's gone. Tikki comes out of my bag.

"Marinette…" she says as I sit on my bed.

"Tikki, what did I do?"

"I think you started dating Cat Noir." That's the last thing I remember before I passed out and dreamed of a blond-haired cat and I in intimate positions. I didn't stay asleep, though.