Adrien's POV

I got to school before Marinette, so I had a few minutes of peace. Or at least, I was supposed to. Instead, I heard screams and saw Alya running out of the school with her phone yelling about the Ladyblog. Great. An akuma.

Quickly finding somewhere discreet, I transform and vault towards the screams.

Arriving on the scene, I see a woman with rainbow hair floating and wielding giant scissors. Every time she points them at someone, they turn into walking hair monsters… They kind of look like Chewbacca actually. Or Cousin Itt.

"I am Queen Cuts! People said I give bad haircuts? Now they all look bad, and their hair can't be cut!"

I immediately see a pun opportunity. "Queen Cuts? I like Queen Cats better!" I call to her, trying to distract her. She notices me just as Ladybug appears beside me.

"Cat Noir! Ladybug! Give me your miraculous!"

"It's really a cat-astrophe you think that will work!" I say, shouting at her. I hear Ladybug groan behind me, then I hear a zipping and follow her with my eyes to a nearby rooftop. I quickly vault to her.

"Do you know where the akuma is, kitty?"

"I would assume in the giant purple scissors."

"Sarcasm is my job." She sasses. That's cute.

"Meow-ch! That stung, bugaboo."

She ignores me and jumps into the fray.

"Be careful, m'lady! This could get hairy!" I shout as I join her in dodging the blasts from the scissors.

As we duck into an alleyway for cover, LB puts on her game face.

"M'lady, maybe it's time for some luck."

"Good idea," she says, rubbing me in that spot on my head that she knows makes me purr. "Lucky Charm!"

Man, I love it when she does that.

"Chains? What am I supposed to do with these?" While she works on figuring it out, I run to distract the akuma.

"Hey, Queenie! You want my miraculous? Comb and get it!" She's chasing me through the air as I dodge her movements. She's pretty distracted from the scissors right now.

Next thing I know, I see Ladybug lassoing the akuma. The chains are stuck to a nearby pole, and as she yanks the akuma towards her, she quickly locks her up. I cataclysm the scissors and Ladybug purifies the akuma, freeing the victim. Apparently, someone gave her a bad review online, so she decided she would be exactly what they said she was. That sounds familiar… Oh well.

We help the victim to the police and do our signature, "Pound it!" but before Ladybug can leave, I lean in and whisper in her ear, "I would much rather pound into you." She blushes, and I can smell her arousal, but her earrings and my ring beep, causing us to head our separate ways.

I quickly make it back to school before I transform back. I give Plagg some cheese and head into my class after he hides in my shirt. When I get in there, my jaw drops.

Marinette is at the front of the classroom in a mini skirt and tube top with her now-signature leather jacket and some thigh-high boots.

"You're just in time, Adrien. I have an announcement." Oh god…

"Since all of my so-called friends are two-faced backstabbers, I have no plans to help anyone in the future. Due to this development, I renounce my position as class representative and bequeath it to Lila Rossi. Good luck getting her help."

At the looks of shock on everyone's faces, she struts back to her seat in the back. I look back at her, and she winks. Ms. Bustier doesn't look like she knows how to respond, but quickly tries to handle the situation as I pull out my notebook.

"Well… I'm sure Lila will do a good job."

Chloe scoffs. "As if. I could do so much better."

"Then Chloe, you and Lila can each campaign for the position."

Marinette laughs from the back.

"Do you have something to add, Marinette?"

"I just think it's funny you think either of them would be willing to help anyone in this room other than themselves." She says, then adds sarcastically, "But I wouldn't know anything about that."

Nino looks like he's hiding in his shell as Alya stands up and looks at Marinette.

"Even Chloe's better than someone like you!"

Marinette gasps in fake shock with her hand on her chest before smirking, "Well, thank you, Alya! You're really too kind. Now if you could please sit your ass down, I would like to get my education."

Ms. Bustier looks faint, but quickly begins teaching as Alya sits down after glaring at Marinette.

I open my notebook and notice a folded piece of paper. I glance around before opening it.

I'm pretty flexible ;)

It's scrawled in Marinette's handwriting… I'm instantly hard and start thinking of different positions I could take her in, including anal positions. I wonder if she would be into anal… Stop! Focus on the lesson! You're making the situation harder!

I try to focus, but it's no use. She knows I'm putty in her hands, and she knows exactly how to make me squirm. Before I know it, the bell has rung. I'm packing for my next class when she nears. Instead of passing, though, she stops. She squats down a little to lean towards my ear, giving me a view up her skirt. It's lace. Shit. She uses my lap to steady herself in her squatted position. Or more specifically, she grabs my dick and squeezes what's already hard.

"Call me if you need help with that. It seems like hard work." She whispers in my ear. I gulp and she stands back up, smirks at me, and walks away. She's going to regret that stunt.