Marinette's POV

I've pretty much been filing everything under "freak out about later". I'm still me deep down, unfortunately. I wish I didn't have to freak out at all. Maybe the more I act like this, the less I will have to.

I look down at Adrien's freshly erect penis and smirk. I finish cleaning his release off of my face and lick my lips, psyching myself up to finally go down on him. After that performance in the classroom and all he did for me today, he definitely deserves it. I know he said not to push it, and that he wouldn't force me, and I also know he's a gentleman and meant it. But will he really be okay with that after a while? I need to get comfortable with it at some point, and if I don't try, how will I?

I begin to lean down, fully intending to take him in my mouth despite my internal freak out. Then, I'm interrupted by my phone going off. I would have ignored it if Adrien's hadn't gone off at the same time. I don't look at his face to see his reaction, knowing my face is burning from the embarrassment of being interrupted. That feeling disappears when I look at my phone, though.

Akuma alert.

"I uh—have to use the bathroom, yeah… the bathroom. And it will probably be a while because I'm pleading… I MEAN bleeding! Ha hahahahaa ha…"

"Y-Yeah, uh, no problem. Take your time. I'll be uh… right here!"

"Okay!"

I quickly run downstairs, transform, and hop out the window. Hopefully, this akuma won't take long. I'll give my kitty a kiss, then I can run back to Adrien's cuddling and potentially convince myself to blow him again. Not that I did the first time, but I think I was convinced?

Doesn't matter.

I swing off towards the chaos at a… baseball field?

"I AM NOT-SO-SOFTY!" The akuma shouts, and he appears to be a giant green baseball. How does his name come in then? OH it's a SOFTball. Okay. He also has on a cute red baseball cap, but it's the size for a normal person, so it's mini on the ball.

I immediately hear Cat over to my left, and I have to admit, he isn't wrong in what he says.

"Does that mean you're hard instead of limp as a noodle?" I snort, unable to help myself. The akuma had it coming with a name like that.

"I'll bet he never even made it to first base!" I shout back at Cat Noir, enjoying the playful bantering for once.

"I don't know about him, m'lady, but I'd love to go home with you!" He waggles his eyebrows. It's so ridiculous that I burst out laughing. Apparently, the akuma didn't find our jokes so funny.

"LADYBUG, CAT NOIR, GIVE ME YOUR MIRACULOUS!"

"Sorry, you're going to have to steal them if you want them." Cat says back.

I was watching Cat, so I didn't see the akuma turn towards me and spit out a softball. Cat Noir couldn't get to me in time, and my reaction was slow, so I got hit in the stomach.

"No. He's right." I grunt out. "That is not soft. I already felt like I got punched in the stomach before, did you have to add to it?" I glare at the akuma, not enjoying the growing pain in my abdomen.

Cat's to me then, and he whisks me off to somewhere more secluded.

"Are you alright, Ladybug?!"

"Just. Peachy."

"Is there anything I can do to make it easier for you?" The akuma is shouting in the background, but my kitty's panic drowns him out. I soften my tone and expression towards him.

"I'll be fine, kitty. I'll just put some heat on it when I go home." He eyes me warily but agrees.

I quickly call for my Lucky Charm, already over fighting this akuma.

"Keys? What am I supposed to do? Fuck up his car?" I look over the edge of the building and find a dumptruck waiting below.

"Kitty, how's your driving? Has it improved since last time?"

"I guess we're about to find out, m'lady."

Careful not to attract attention as the akuma fires random softballs at buildings and cars, smashing windows and potentially injuring people, we jump into the cab of the truck.

"Alright, Kitty. I need you to crash this truck into the wire-encampment around home base. No, I don't want to know what it's called. Just drive."

He pouts, but quickly gets to it. We crash into the fencing and it falls on Not-So-Softy, trapping him as a glove would a softball. I jump out of the cab and get the cap from his head, quickly ripping it apart. The akuma gets purified, I miraculous ladybug this bitch, then I walk over to Cat Noir and the victim.

Apparently, his friends made fun of him for being on a softball team, rather than a baseball team, so he wanted to show softballs could do the same amount of damage. Cat Noir helps the victim away as I swing home, conscious of the fact that my cure-all did not in fact, cure all. I'm still feeling the effects.

I drop my transformation on the balcony, in too much pain to remember I didn't leave that way. Just like this morning, my vision tunnels and I black out.