M-O-N-D-A-Y S-U-C-K-S (Mickey Mouse Club theme song)
After a lecture from Plagg and his own emotions about the whole thing, Adrien decides it's a good idea to talk to Marinette about their new "arrangement", good thing he brought a present as a way of opening the conversation.
If there were any Parisians out and about near the giant Agreste mansion last night; they may have seen a cat-eared, leather clade teenager doing a quick surveillance of the house. After hopping in a side window on the second floor, he dropped down in his restroom. Chat Noir premeditated his late return, first he sent quick text,
Me: Made it home safely, Mon Cher see you tomorrow. ? ﾟﾒﾞ?
Princess: Sleep well my husband prince ? ﾟﾒﾕ?
Princess: ? ﾟﾙﾅ? Handsome!*
Princess: ? Ignore me, goodnight
"Claws in," Once back to normal, Adrien turned on his shower and sent Plagg out to do reconnaissance. He disappeared through the door, peeking out to see if anyone had entered his room.
"The coast seemed clear," Plagg came back with a piece of camembert, "Well that was...something…"
Adrien was at his cabinets, reaching in to grab a towel and face rag then went to the shower to test the water, "What do you mean by that?"
"I mean this thing you have with 'pigtails', like what the hell is going on?"
Adrien slumped under the waterfall and closed his eyes, enjoying the sprinkling heat rushing all over his body, "It's nothing Plagg, we're both lonely and we're just 'hanging out', I guess it would be the best terminology..." He grabbed his shampoo bottle, pouring out the consents, and lathered up his hair before taking his washcloth and grabbing the soap.
Avoiding the water, Plagg slowly floated inside with Adrien, "You mean 'bumping uglies'?"
Adrien instantly dropped the soap in shock, "Plagg, what the hell?"
"I'm just saying, you and cupcake are something else; I mean first you say that she's "just a friend", then you go hang out with her all the time, and now you're dating her? Seems kinda counterproductive, doesn't it?"
Adrien somehow managed to hear Plagg's little voice over the stream engulfing his body as he rinsed off his head. "What? No, we're still just friends, just with the added benefits of kissing and messing around and stuff. I think there's a name for that… oh right, bed buddies!" Adrien finished rising himself off before turning off the shower and grabbing his towel. "Look, since we can't be with the people we really want to be with, this makes things easier."
Plagg raised his eyebrow, giving his charge a dubious stare; before he once again left to snag another piece of cheese. The destruction kwami swirled above Adrien's head, doing his best to not get swatted, as his charge dried his hair.
"So, it's a 'if you can't be with the one you love, love the one you're with' kinda thing? Now where have I heard that before?" When Adrien got done drying off his hair and body, they walked into his room to look for pajamas to wear. He may have been alive for more than a millennium, but that doesn't mean Plagg wanted to talk to a naked teenager.
Plagg took his place in his camembert tin, wolfing down another two slices, "Adrien, do you honestly think that compensating for Ladybug's love by dating Marinette is such a good idea? I mean, you know who she loves now, so if you like her so much why don't you just date her, as you?"
Adrien was at his dresser retrieving pajama shorts when he popped his head up, "It's not like that, first of all I'm not "dating" Marinette; Chat Noir is, and secondly, we're not even dating. Like we're just comforting each other, y'know?"
"By what, 'getting over someone by getting under someone?' What's going to happen when one of you starts to have feelings for the other?" He flew around the blonde.
The teenager finally found a night shirt and finished putting it on, "That's not gonna happen, granted we haven't sat down and came up with rules and regulations yet, but all in due time…" Adrien waved off his kwami and began to walk over to his computer, he clicked the mouse and watched as the screen illuminated the rest of his bedroom.
"What if-"
"Look, I hear what you're trying to say, but I'm tired Plagg; I really am." Adrien walked over to the window, placing his arm against the glass, and landed his forehead on his arm. "Ever since I was granted permission to go to school, I've been in every extracurricular activity my father can put me in; I still have to go to these stupid photo shoots and whatever else my dad tells me to do. I do anything and everything I can, so that he'll show me love.
Adrien pushed himself away from the windows, "Then I met you and Ladybug, now I'm finding myself trying to prove to her that not only am I a great partner, but I'd be an even better lover. Unfortunately, she never saw me that way, and now someone does and I'm not going to miss out on an opportunity to feel...wanted…"
"Well, what was that earlier at the tower?"
"Ladybug, sh-she wasn't in her right mind and acted out based on her hurt feelings. I'll tell you like I told Marinette, I want her to want me and not use me as a crutch." Adrien turned to face Plagg.
"But it's okay for you to do that to Marinette?"
Adrien slammed his back against the glass, then proceeded to slide down to sit on the floor. "Well, if it makes you feel better, she's using Chat Noir to get over me -Adrien me- so that balances it out right?" Plagg answered by shrugging with his tiny claws.
"I can't stand wishing and hoping that one day she'll change her mind and decide that she wants to love me. I used to believe that she and I were soulmates, but the more I try the less I'm seeing it. I'm making some headway trying to get over her, but it's not good enough. I can feel myself not thinking about her as much, but I deserve happiness too!"
Plagg sighed, engulfing his last piece of camembert for the night, "Look kid, I get it. I care about you and I'm just worried, I don't want anyone to get hurt." He floated to nuzzle Adrien's face.
"I know, but you don't have to worry. Marinette is amazing and I know she'd never hurt me on purpose…" Adrien hugged Plagg against his face, then stood up and started heading for his computer, "I've already thought about the risks…" Sitting down at his computer, Adrien began doing research on the complexity of a "friends with benefits" relationship...
"It's not you I'm worried about getting hurt…"
School was rough, Adrien was finding it increasingly hard to concentrate; it didn't help that a mischievous night cat kept a princess up for a while. Being homeschool meant private lessons drilled into your head repeatedly, so he allowed his mind to wander a bit; the lesson was so boring he didn't mind if he missed an equation or two. Adrien was more excited to finally leave, but soon regretted it when his lecture from last night popped into his head.
'That was unexpected, but Plagg was right on at least one account; what were the rules?' When he was supposed to come over, did they hang out like before and just call each other by their lover's name or what? It all seemed very cut and dry; well at least for the most part, everything appeared okay, right?
Unfortunately, everything was such a sexy blur, that they had no time to come up with stipulations or boundaries; hopefully that would get rectified tonight. He could hear the little menace laughing at, "rect".
If anyone were to float their tiny kwami body over Marinette's sleeping form this morning, they would say she had the brightest smile when she woke up, "Marinette?"
"Yes Mamam, I'm getting up…"
The creation goddess smiled kindly, she often did see herself as sort of a mother figure, guiding her lady-babies through the trials and tribulation of their roles as protectors. She floated over her charge's forehead kissing her gently in an attempt to wake her up again. "As much as I love the compliment, I'm Tikki and it's time to wake up..."
Marinette suddenly shot her eyes open when she realized it was the next day and last night was in fact not a dream. She reached up and cupped her friend in her hands, smashing her tiny body against her big human cheek, "Oh Tikki, good morning! I'm so sorry about last night, I didn't mean to make you upset, I was just stressed and-"
"It's fine, Marinette," Tikki escaped her from grasp and hovered to place her little clappers on her face. "I understand what you're going through, it's hard to be Ladybug and to have a normal life. I just wish I could help you out more with that, but unfortunately, I'm limited in my abilities."
Despite her eye boogers, Marinette reached over to grab her phone, she had a half an hour to get to school. "Huh?" She glanced down at her messages from last night,
"Adrien: Made it home safely, mon cher. See you tomorrow. ? ﾟﾒﾞ?￢ﾀﾝ
That made Marinette blush as she buried her face in her pillows. "I can't believe what happened, it's unreal!"
Tikki glanced over her shoulder to see the reason Mari was squealing, "So did you want to talk about Chat Noir, now or later?"
Marinette swiftly recovered and stared over at Tikki, she had her flippers crossed over her mini torso, and her smirk could rival that of the said cat. "You were supposed to be asleep!" They laughed.
"Just because I was asleep doesn't mean I didn't hear anything…" Tikki watched as Marinette slowly gathered herself and started to head for her restroom, grabbing a wash rag along the way. "So, what's going on?"
"Don't ask me like you don't already know Tikki, it's just complicated y'know?" Mari looked out to make sure neither one of her parents were roaming around, not to spot Tikki.
"Well, I don't think it's that complicated at all, you both are lonely and are seeking some sort of relationship with someone that is in love with someone else. That's understandable…"
They made it to the restroom and Marinette began her morning routine of cleaning up, "Wow, you're taking this surprisingly well." Doing her best to keep her conversation with Tikki, she started taking her washcloth to her face. "I thought you'd be mad or start reminding me of the 'oh so precious rules' or something…"
Tikki giggled, "Why would you think that? You have to realize that I've been alive for over a millennium, Marinette, and that means that I've seen, heard and experienced practically everything with every new Ladybug I care for!" She spun around Mari's head as she spoke, "That also means over centuries of knowledge that I can bestow onto you!"
"What do you mean?" Marinette finished cleaning her face then started on the rest of her body.
"Marinette, you're not the first person to be overwhelmed with your superpowered responsibilities, and you're also not the first person to have desires, wants and needs." Tikki poked her head out of the bathroom door, making sure the coast was clear for the young lady to run naked back upstairs. Once they were back safe in her room, Marinette started to get dressed.
"What I'm saying is that you're grown, you're smart and you're resourceful and as you're kwami, I trust you to make your own decisions. I just want you to be responsible, I know that you'll do what's best for you and your heart. As long as this thing you're doing with Chat Noir doesn't evolve revealing your identity I don't see a problem with it!"
Marinette was touched by Tikki's words, no matter what she was going through or what questions she had, Tikki had always been there for her since the very beginning and continued to help her. "So, what are you planning?"
Marinette retrieved her pants then her shirt, "Well, we were too distracted last night to properly have a conversation, so if he still comes by tonight, we'll be able to properly talk." Marinette finished putting her pigtails in then went to her desk to grab her purse and school bag. "I was thinking about writing up some sort of agreement, or maybe contact!"
Science was not Marinette's forte; she read over the same two pages and was slowly losing her interest to finish her physics homework. She had way more unimportant things on her mind other than her education; this was no more interesting than a ball of yarn…
'A yarn ball of mess…'
That recent memory made Marinette smile. Between her conversation with Tikki and her interaction with Chat last night, Marinette just couldn't focus, which reminded her that she had something she could do to avoid doing homework…
With a case in his belt and a pep in his leap, Chat Noir was making his way to his-, well he wasn't sure what to call her at this point, but hopefully after their little "chat" they'll have a concise understanding of what to call themselves. Adrien was just glad he was able to leave when he did, "Father and Nathalie both went to bed surprisingly early tonight, which was weird, but I'm not complaining!"
From the building across from the bakery he witnessed a small Chinese lady near the front door turning the sign around to the "closed" position, then shortly disappeared extinguishing a few more lights behind her. All that was left was a faint glow from the top floor.
The coast was clear.
Arriving on the balcony Noir saw the hatch open, he crouched down and peered inside, "Uh knock knock?" In her panic, Marinette rushed to get Tikki safely to her hiding spot as well as clearing off her desk of miscellaneous papers. After what he could hear was shuffling, Marinette whisper-yelled up the ladder to let Chat know that it was now safe.
After Chat surveyed the area, he managed to swing inside, completely missing her bed and landing on her ladder before he slid down. Chat was doing his best to be quiet, he remembered from the other night that just because he had cat-like reflexes doesn't mean his boots weren't heavy…and loud.
Chat Noir stayed over by her ladder while Marinette stood by her desk, from the looks of it she was in the middle of working on something, probably homework. There were cookies and tea off to the side as they smiled awkwardly at each other, twisting their feet around. Ladybug's yo-yo string could cut the tension; it hadn't been this arkweird since that whole "Weredad" fiasco. "Ho-How are you?"
His attention went back to his hostess, "I'm good! How are you doing?" He began to reach out but brought his hand back and placed it on his hips.
She pushed her hair back and sighed, "I was doing good, but then I got stuck on this physics homework and now my brain is mush!" Marinette fiddled with some of the papers she had left on her desk and sat down, she moved over to the side to give Chat permission to come over to take a look.
Chat stepped closer, cautious at first, before he realized that she was stuck on the homework from science class, "Really Princess? This is a basic formula, it's really quite easy once you just get the hang of it." Chat grabbed her worksheets, flipped over a few pages in her book, as to familiarize himself with the material. After he reviewed the sheets, he grabbed her chaise and brought it over to the desk. "Here you start with this…"
✿ ✿ ✿ ✿ ✿ ✿ Later on That Night ✿ ✿ ✿ ✿ ✿ ✿
The last few hours were spent with the math equations, formulas, and symbols that Marinette had a hard time keeping up with, but with lots of determination she managed to at least grasp the foundation of it all.
"And there you are, simple as that!" Chat cheered when Marinette was able to solve a random equation, he gave her on her own.
Marinette was so happy she flung herself at Chat, having him barely catch her in his arms. "Wow Chat, it was like you were in class with me!"
The two of them giggled as they both landed on her chaise, resembling their positions from a night ago, she quickly covered their mouths when they were starting to get too loud.
After the laughter died down, it took them a moment to notice their position; Marinette was lying between Chat's legs as they dangled from her chair. When Marinette cleared her throat, they sprang away from each other; she got up and began to clean up the new set of papers they've acquired. "Ho-How did you learn so much, when you're so blonde?"
"I uh used to go to a private school when I was younger," He sat up, "They were really set on 'not leaving a child behind' so they weighed us down with useless facts and whatnot." By that he meant Nathalie drilling years of education into his younger brain while he was still being home-schooled.
"Well whatever school that was, must've not have been that bad if you ended up knowing a thing or too; about physics no less…" She chuckled, as she placed her homework in her school bag.
Chat witnessed a single piece of paper that fell from her arms, "I gotta say Princess, you're talking a lot of shit tonight…" He was able to pluck it out of the air before it completely hit the floor, "Calling me blonde, making fun of my educational background? Almost makes me want to not show you the present I bought you…" Examining the page he saw that this one was not a part of the school's syllabus but a written paragraph.
'Oh right, he did mention something like that last night.' Marinette hooked her bag on her support beam then magically teleported back in her desk chair, "What is it? What did you bring me?" She asked excitedly, clapping her hands.
Chat Noir stood up, reached behind his back, then pulled out the case he was hiding. "Since we're taking a break because you were so good at studying, I figured that we could re-numb your brain with video games!" From behind Chat pulled out a shiny case that read,
"Ultimate Mecha Strike 4?!" Marinette quickly snatched up the box and held it close to her face, "This isn't even out yet! How on Earth did you get a copy?!" She asked, completely starry-eyed.
'Oh well you know how it is when you're a famous celebrity and a video game company wants you to beta test their game, so they send you a copy for free so that you'll do an online review for it.'
Chat flexed a bit then pretended to shine his claws on his suit, "Let's just say I know a guy." He placed his hand on his hip and the other one leaning on her desk; when he turned around, Marinette had a look on her face of pure disbelief.
Marinette's eyes were half-lidded, head tilted and with her fist on her hip dubiously, "You expect me to believe you just know some rando in Japan that got you an early copy of a game that's still in development? Just another layer of Chat Noir's dirty little secrets."
"What can I say, I have a way with words…" Chat used his paw to run his fingers through his hair; he watched as she squirmed in the chair, she kept flipping the case over looking at the shiny casing. Marinette was beside herself with wanting to ask more questions and her excitement to open the case and start playing. "And by the looks of this, it seems like you do too…" Chat smiled brightly, with that small amount of time gave him a chance to review the text.
Shocked, Marinette was about to protest when the paper appeared in her face, but looked away, pushing her hair behind her ear. "Yeah, I didn't get a chance to write everything down, but I figured that we could talk about our 'terms and conditions' regarding our 'arrangement'."
She took the page from him then scooted back to her desk grabbing her pencil. "So, I was thinking, when you're available, you can come over; you just need to send a quick text. We'll do what we normally do, however when it comes to us being…*ahem* intimate, that's when we'll call each other by our…'lover's' name. How does that sound?"
"Sex?"
"Well, I'm a female, but I'm not too sure about you though…" Marinette giggled, she glanced over at Chat who was glaring at her, "Yeah that's right; I can make dumb jokes too…"
Chat crossed his arms over his chest then leaned down into Mari's face, "And by the way, you know what kind of man I am!" He winked as flicked her chin with his finger, "What I meant was what about us having sex? Like do we -I mean- can we -er- are you still-?"
Marinette cleared her throat, although the conversation was needed, doesn't mean she was ready for it. Being partners for so long gave her the ability to know what he was thinking without him having to say much, so when he started to sound like her with the fluttered stuttering, she helped him out.
"To answer your question; I'm on birth control, so it goes without saying that we'd be using condoms, if it goes that far." She twisted around in the chair to hide her blush. "And it's mandatory to cuddle afterwards…"
After Marinette quickly scratched down the last condition, Chat took the sheet of paper, pretending to be serious as he "concentrated" on the words on the page. He placed his claw to his chin and began to walk around her room, "Looks good Princess, but it seems like something is missing…"
"Wh-what do you mean?" Marinette rose and followed him to the center of her room.
Plagg's words suddenly entered his head, completely dismissing the joke he was about to make, but he needed to ask, "What about when you inevitably fall in love with me? What do we do about that?" He asked, flexing his arms.
Snatching the page away, Marinette chortled, "Oh please, if anyone is falling in love with anyone, you're going to fall in love with me!" Mari sauntered back to her desk to make another note on this "contract" then returned it back to Chat, "Here!"
"In the event that one party member starts to fall in love with the second party member, all previous agreements and actions will be null and void and all further actions will be immediately disbanded. Furthermore, if either one of the two parties decide that they no longer wish to involve themselves with the second party, as part of the initial agreement, the relationship is to be dismissed and discussed no further."
"There, how's that?" Marinette was acting smarmy with her hands on her hips and a sly grin on her face.
"Looks absolutely purrfect, it's just one last piece of business we need to take care of…" Chat Noir quickly grasped Marinette's waist, dragging her out of her chair and bringing her close to his chest. He sent her a smirk that made her tummy tingle and face blush, "So Bugaboo, wanna play a game?"
PLAYER 2 WINS: EXTINCTION
Chat Noir glanced over at Marinette, who just lost for the fourth time in a row, which was understandable; although she didn't seem bothered or discouraged, rather excited? "I've lost three times; I can't read any of the text or understand the plot of the game; but I don't even care! The graphics are awesome! I'm surprised my GameStation Z could even play it!"
How cute, she was so preoccupied with the game play that she cutely miscounted, it was his job to play and review this game after all. "Well actually, Mari…" Noir started pushing up his invisible anime glasses, "According to my calculations, you've lost four times."
She pouted, "You can't count the first couple matches, that was a practice run for me! I've never played this game before!" Marinette got up to retrieve the rest of the cookies from her earlier plate and grabbed the pitcher to refill their cups of tea.
Once the cookie plate was empty, and the last few were left in Tikki's hiding place, Marinette checked the time. She presented her phone to Chat to show him it had gotten much later than planned, "Here, why don't you come practice before I go." Chat Noir handed Marinette the controller, while she put the pitcher back on her desk. "Play the story mode…" He drugged out that sentence as Marinette went to sit back down, only to place her butt in the hole between Chat's legs on her chaise.
"Is this spot taken?" Winking at him, emphasizing to Chat that it was time to play another kind of game…
"No, but it is the best seat in the house!" He closed the gap between them by taking his arms around her waist and kissing her neck. Marinette giggled slightly before returning to the game, starting with the story mode. Neither one of them could understand what backstory the narrator was going on about. Chat found himself swaying Marinette back and forth as he enjoyed her warmth on his lower end. "How does my lady like the video game so far?"
"I would like it even more, Adrien, if I can understand what he was saying," He fingered her chin pulling her head closer to his face, however her eyes never left the screen.
"If you ask nicely, Bug, I'll tell you what they're saying…" Marinette felt a warm chill up her spine, then it went down to her lower regions. He barely contacted his lips at her neck; making her shiver, he found some sort of spot she didn't know she had.
Marinette squirmed in his lap, making him have to adjust when she started wiggling her behind against his crotch. Chat held her tighter, lifting her shirt up slightly and began rubbing her stomach, "H-How do you know what th-they're saying, you speak Japanese too?"
'Oh yeah, just add that to the list of extracurricular activities I do on a regular basis!' By now Marinette had closed her eyes, trying to listen to the foreign language at the same time enjoying the Chat's -Adrien's- kisses. While his hands were slowly rubbing up and down her stomach, his thumb barely caressed the bottom of her breasts as the other hand caressed her thigh then in and out between her legs, making it hard for Marinette to concentrate.
"Not quite mon cher, the kind gamer people were nice enough to send me a script. Just focus on my words, I'll tell you what they're saying…"
"Long ago in a distant land a mighty warrior was kicked out of Olympus because he had an affair with his brother's wife and as punishment he was banished to the Mortal realm. As retribution for the cheating wife, her bones were used as his sword and her devious heart as his shield, forever bonded. Indebted to traverse through 13 trials seeking forgiveness; fighting their way back to Olympus."
Between the narration and Chat's translation, Marinette was starting to feel anxious, while his claw was walking down her right thigh, his left was busy scooping up her left breast. Kneading it slowly, Chat pulled her back to secure his grip; it wasn't long before it became erect. "I-Is any of that tr-true?"
Chat chuckled in her ear, "Some of it. I didn't get a chance to read the whole script, so I could be paraphrasing…" Massaging her thigh, he managed to drip his fingers under the rim of her shorts and smoothing over her muff.
With her back completely flushed against his chest, "Adrien" started playing with her nipple; he couldn't feel her exact wetness between her shorts, but he was able to faintly hear a squishy sound between her lips; which gave him the go-ahead to insert two of his fingers inside.
Marinette made a small yelp at the penetration, causing Chat to quickly grab her face, forcing her to expunge her protests in his mouth. "Careful Bug we don't want to wake up Mommy and Daddy, do we?" Marinette huffed, wildly bucking her pelvis forward trying to match his speed. She wanted it to last, but she also wanted to finish. He wasn't giving her much choice.
BEEP BEEP BEEP
Both parties glanced over to the desk to see Marinette's phone light up, at the same time Chat staff also began to make noise; letting the gamers know that it was time for bed and time to leave respectfully.
"Uh oh M'lady, it seems we're running out of time… We better hurry this up…" To help, Chat hugged Marinette closer, increasing the pressure in her grotto; lifting her up he was able to apply his thumb to her bean. "Bonus round…" He whispered in her ear, at the same time moving his hand upward, rotating her button.
"Cha-...Ad...rien…" Her panting didn't allow her to get out his full name, which was fine, it was the thought that counted. This time it was Marinette who silenced herself when she put the controller down to grab her other bosom to tease it.
The closer she got to her peak, the more her moans became louder; Marinette had to use her free hand to muffle herself. Chat decided to deal the final blow by making a mark, staking his claim. "That's right Bugaboo say my name! Who am I?" He aggressively rubbed at her lady bud, angrily purring in her ear.
"Adr...ien, Adri...en, Adrien!" Marinette shot her hands into Chat's hair, pushing him more to her skin as she wanted this hickey to be dark. Bucking faster, gasping loudly, and silently whispering his name; she lowered herself forward. Relaxing when she finished her orgasm; Chat only held her in place, enjoying the warmth that her butt was leaving. "Adrien…"
PLAYER 2 WINS: CUM-ALITY
A/N How did you like all the video game references? Tell me what your favorite video game is in the comments, mine is Kingdom Hearts!
Translations:
Mon cher = My dear
Maman = Mom
Chaise = Chair