Adrien's POV

Since Marinette's on her period, I decided to do something nice for her. But I also decided to punish her for slapping Lila, no matter how much I want to do the same thing.

Seeing as she won't be home for a while, I have time to get everything set up. I go home after school, pretend to eat, then head up to my room, telling them I have a headache and plan on sleeping, so not to disturb me. I slip on sweatpants and a tee, then transform and head out. On my way to her house, I stop and pick up some ice cream, chocolate, cookie dough, and some movies. I also pick up some rope.

She arrives not long after me.

"Adrien? How did you get here?"

"Cat dropped me off. He said something about getting together with Ladybug tonight." She gives me a look as if she knows I'm lying, but she drops it. When she finally notices everything I brought and set up for us to cuddle, she looks like she's about to cry, but happily.

"You did this for me?"

I just give her a dark look, planning on punishing her first. She sees my look and seems a little nervous. I smirk. Good. She should be.

"A-Adrien?"

"Marinette?" I drawl as I creep towards her, teasing my prey.

"W-Why are you l-looking at me like that?"

I run my fingertip down her jawline and lean in to kiss her. As she closes her eyes and leans forward, I say, "You're in big trouble, Marinette." Her eyes snap open, and she starts to back up, but I quickly yank her to me.

"W-What did I do?!"

I kiss down her neck and nip at the junction between her neck and shoulder before I reply, "You hit Lila."

"B-but—"

"No. You can have the nice stuff after your punishment."

She looks at the stuff as if debating whether it's worth it or not.

"It wasn't a choice, Mari."

I bring her up to her bed and lay her down facedown, spread eagle.

"Let me know if it gets too much. I don't want to hurt you or push you too far." She nods. "Say it out loud, Marinette. I need to hear that you know I will stop if you tell me to."

"I know you will."

I tie each of her ankles to a corner of the bed with the rope, before I follow with her wrists.

"Is the rope too tight?"

"No."

"Okay. For hitting Lila, you will receive three spanks. For scaring me by passing out, you will receive two. There will be a total of five. I would do more, but I know you're already in pain. Plus, this is the first time we are doing something like this, so I don't want to push you too far. Okay?"

She nods. "Words, Marinette."

"Okay."

I bring my hand down harshly on her beautiful ass, loving the gasp that came out of her mouth and the way her body tensed. I do it again, harder. She flinches. My dick gets harder. Once again, I hit her. She cries out but doesn't tell me to stop.

"That's your punishment for violence today." I massage her ass as I say that, not wanting her to be in too much pain. The point of this isn't to hurt her. It's to teach her a lesson and turn her on at the same time, so she suffers in that way as she won't do anything on her period. I quickly bring my hand down twice as hard as I feel is not too much. "That's for scaring me. How do you feel?" I untie her bindings as I speak. I'm semi-hard, but I'm going to ignore it. She doesn't need to worry about pleasing me right now.

She lays there panting for a minute before sitting up and facing me. "Honestly? My ass is a little sore, but I think I enjoyed that more than I was supposed to. Almost makes me want to get in trouble more. But I know the violence was wrong. I don't regret hitting her, but I am sorry that it disappointed you."

"Baby, it didn't disappoint me. I was proud of you for standing up for yourself. But you needed to know violence isn't the way unless it's in self-defense." I see her about to speak. "Not self-defense against verbal attacks, Mari. Self-defense against physical ones."

She pouts. "Okay." I lean forward to capture her pouty lips in mine, pulling her onto my lap as I do so. I massage her ass as we kiss, wanting to ease the pain and turn her on. My hands trail up her sides to her rib cage, resting just below her breasts. I can smell her arousal, and I mentally smirk.

"Now, come on. I got Fifty Shades to watch." She looks at me almost scandalized, and I laugh loudly. "I'm kidding. I got Moana, After, and A Walk to Remember." We climb down from her bed, and I head toward the freezer bag. I get out the cookie dough and the ice cream, planning on leaving the chocolate as a gift for her to wake up to since she has detention tomorrow.

I jog over to where she's snuggled under the covers on the couch, hand her the stuff and spoons, and climb onto the couch with her, adjusting until she's sitting on my lap, curled into my chest. I cue up the first movie on the portable DVD player and wrap my arms around her stomach as it starts.

My hands are on the bare skin between her crop top and her pants, but one of them strays farther up to the bottom of the swell of her breast, and I find she isn't wearing a bra anymore. My dick strains against my pants, and I pray she doesn't notice. She snuggles further into me, not helping the situation, and I try not to react.

She's taking bites from both the ice cream and the cookie dough, occasionally feeding me some ice cream. My hands are caressing her stomach, hopefully easing some of the cramps. She adjusts once more and freezes.

Shit.

She reaches out to pause the movie and turns her head to look at me, blushing.

"A-are you…?"

"Y-yeah, but it's fine. Don't worry about it." She sets her food on the floor, then does the same to the portable player.

She blushes and refuses to meet my eye. "C-can I help?"

"Mari, I don't want you to feel like you have to d—"

"I don't. I want to. I-I'm curious. P-Please?"

"If you can look me in the eye and tell me it's what you actually want and that it's not because you feel bad, I'll let you."

She hesitantly meets my gaze, her eyes burning with desire. "I want to."

I climb out from under her and lower my sweats enough that my hard on can spring out, then I sit back down, her moving to straddle my lower thighs. She looks at my dick as though it will bite her, and I again question whether she actually wants this. In response, she reaches out her hand and pokes it. I try not to laugh. She hesitantly wraps her hand around me, and I love the feel of her soft hands. I don't think she's ready for a blow job, so I tell her to spit on her hand for some lubricant as I sit up to pull of my shirt, not wanting to make a mess. She follows my instruction and begins pumping me, occasionally running her thumb over the head. My head falls back in pleasure, and I'm letting out low grunts and groans as she pleasures me. She increases her pace as she gets more confident, and her other hand comes to play with my balls. I almost come right there, but I want this to last as long as possible. She increases her speed and a steady stream sounds showcasing my pleasure come from my mouth. I can feel myself close.

"M-Mari…" My eyes roll back into my head as I lose control. My release hits her in the face before she lets go and moves away, my hand coming to pump the rest onto my stomach. I lay there panting a minute before looking at her and groaning softly at the beautiful sight. My seed is on her cheek, upper lip, and chin. She looks startled, to be honest.

I get up and get some paper towels to clean off my stomach before coming back to the couch. Despite having moved position, her face seems to be stuck in that expression.

"Mari, are you okay?"

"I- I just didn't expect it to be so much or shoot so high, honestly. I-I don't know what I thought, to be honest. That was fucking hot though."

"You have no idea what the sight of you covered in my come does to me."

"I think I do," she says as she glances down to where I've already begun to harden again. Her eyes take on a mischievous glint as she brings her thumb up to wipe off some of the come before she sticks it in her mouth, her facial expression showing pleasure. I moan as my dick fully salutes her. She looks down and smirks.

Oh god.