Chapter 7: Saturday: Wednesday 0.2
After almost getting caught in the act, Marinette and Chat Noir take a break from each other for the day, that is until they start reminiscing about their time together and missing each other. Between Marinette's unintentional confession to Chat Noir, Adrien began to put two and two together. Soon, on a hunch, he goes to his girlfriend for one last confession and answers.
"Dude, you gotta learn how to eat, girls love it when you do that, or at least offer."
During their free period, Adrien and Nino were working on their history project in the library when the subject of girls and relationships came up.
"What do you mean by 'eat'? Eat what? Eat where?"
As an only child raised in at home most of his life, Adrien was not privy to certain aspects of teenage life, like discussions about hormones, puberty and having "the talk". Nino was the closest to an older male figure he had around, he was wise beyond his years. The Gorilla was a silent stone wall, and his father was…Gabriel Agreste.
Nino moved his hat over his glasses and began to laugh into it, "No dude! Haven't you heard of 'eating out'?"
Adrien shook his head.
"Going down to 'kitty city'?" Again, he shook his head. "Cunnilingus?" Adrien just shrugged his shoulders. "French kissing?!"
"But we are French…"
Adrien would often go to Nino for advice, being the only other guy in their friend group with a girlfriend; Adrien wasn't as close to Ivan as he was to Nino, especially when it came to "intimate conversations".
Frustrated Nino rolled his eyes before smacking his hand on his forehead then he placed his hat back on his head. Looking around quickly, to make sure the coast was clear, Nino pulled Adrien closer and whispered a secret in his ear.
"WHAT?" The whole library exploded with "shushes and hissing" as they told the disturber to hush up; Nino also joined in by covering up his mouth.
When the silence had returned, Nino released Adrien, "What the hell, people do that?" He asked in a quieter tone. "I-I've never done that before, what do I need to do?"
"Dude with all your big brain knowledge and unlimited access to the internet you never thought to do some 'research'..."
Curiosity had reared its ugly head, once or twice within the last few years of Adrien becoming an adult. He was allowed one glass of wine at dinner, and his curfew had increased by a whole 30 minutes.
RING RING RING
End of class, the boys gathered their books and papers; having not accomplished much, thanks to Adrien's original question. Leaving the table clean, they slung their bags over their shoulders and began to walk to the courtyard.
"Unfortunately, I can't really direct you in the proper way of what to do, per say. Just remember the alphabet!"
"The alphabet?" Nino stopped just short of the staircase, turned to Adrien then stuck his tongue out at him. "That's rude…"
Once again, Nino slapped his forehead; he was about to retort but then he saw the girls next to the entrance. Nino panicked and pulled Adrien under the stairs, finishing what he was doing upstairs, Nino wriggled his tongue, demonstrating what he was talking about. "Oh okay, I see…"
He did not.
"Trust me dude, once you find that letter…stick to it!" Adrien was vexed, not sure how he felt about this new information. Apparently, it was something couples enjoyed doing together, looking past his bestie he watched as the girls started to approach. Nino turned to see them too and brought Adrien back into the clearing.
They stood side by side, finishing their conversation in whispers, as Adrien leans over against Nino's arm. "A-are you sure girls like that?"
Nino chuckled, he leaned over to deliver some last-minute advice, "Dude, they love it! At least Alya does, and if you do it right, the favor will be greatly reciprocated!" He nudged Adrien as he winked his direction, right before Alya and Marinette were in ear shot.
"Hello gentleman, whatcha guys talking about?" Alya ended her question with a kiss on Nino's cheek before she took his hand into hers, while Marinette stood off to the side appearing none too the wiser.
Marinette stared at Adrien, noticing his face was flushed. Was he sick, did he have a fever? "Adrien, your face is red. Is everything okay?"
It was? It had to have been the subject matter of the conversation he and Nino were having moments ago. Suddenly Adrien couldn't keep his mind straight, seeing Alya, knowing what he does now, made him flush.
"No no, I'm okay Marinette, just a bit overwhelmed with the assignment…" He pulled on his collar as he was trying not to look at his female friends in that way.
"Don't worry, Adrien," Marinette stood fiddling her fingers while she twisted her foot in the ground. "You're one of the cutest -smartest- people in our pass, I'm sure you'll class with flying colors!"
"Thanks Marinette," Adrien nodded, still avoiding her gaze, not wanting to image her on her back, with her legs-
JINGLE JINGLE
'Save by the bell…' Adrien took out his phone, then looked ahead at the exit and like clockwork his family car was waiting downstairs. "Sorry guys, I need to take off. I'm meeting Kagami for fencing practice then we must attend this stupid business meeting our parents are hosting…"
That conversation seemed like it was so long ago, when he was naive and inexperienced; he was no longer in the dark when it came to the facts of life. Although there was nothing about him that was normal, he was inepter to life around him and was more knowledgeable about social interactions, speaking of which…
"Well, we never did have dessert…"
Instantly sitting up, Marinette grabbed Chat Noir's hand to stop him from continuing further, "What are you talking about?"
Surprised, Chat sat up on his knees, "Sorry! I just thought that since you did…that to me that I could well you know, take you down to 'Kitty City'?"
Marinette took her legs away and crossed them, covering up her middle, "Kitty Ci- where the hell did you hear that from?"
"My bestie?" Chat shrugged, before he placed his hands in his lap.
"No offense, but your bestie is a weirdo…" Marinette grabbed her face, flopping backwards on her bed, so that her head was dangling off the edge.
Chat, sitting back on his hunches, watched as Marinette flailed her elbow around vigorously, rubbing her face in embarrassment. He felt like he ruined the moment. Chat took a second to asset the situation, they had just had a conversation about not wanting to have sex with each other, but then he goes ahead and tries to mess around still. Yeah, what a jerk, although…
Chat rubbed the back of his head, nervously, "So you don't want me to…do that?" He had to ask; he didn't want to have this awkwardness up in the air for the rest of the night.
Sitting up slowly, Marinette removed her hands, resuming her previous position, "I don't know… I've thought about it, but I never- I haven't- No one has…" Marinette brought her knees up to her chest, sitting her chin on her knees.
Chat released his breath he didn't know he was holding, then scooted closer, placing his hand on her back. "Mari, it's okay. If it makes you feel better, I've never done anything like that before myself."
Marinette looked up through her bangs, "What, really?"
Chat simply smiled and nodded, reaching over to the other side of her, pulling Marinette closer. "We don't have to do anything you don't want to do. I just wanted to show you how much you mean to me."
Marinette moved her hair out of her way, then leaned against him, "Yo-You don't have to do that in order to prove how much you like me…"
"No, but I want to…" Chat swung his other arm around Marinette's front, wrapping her in a tight embrace, sitting his head
on top of hers.
While they sat enjoying the silence, Marinette thought about it; what would be the harm in doing this? He's touched her down there a couple of times and she's gone down on him at least twice, so what's the problem?
Marinette sighed in defeat, she stretched out her legs then bent forward and began to crawl back up to her pillows. Once settled, Marinette turned her head as she lifted her knees up before she separated them, showing off her hidden middle.
Chat smiled, he soon sprung up and adjusted himself on his knees, landing in front of Marinette's open legs. First, he placed his hands on her knees, as a way to make her more comfortable, massaging them slightly. He rubbed her hairless legs before he took a hold of both of her calves and lifted them over his right shoulder.
Ignoring that she wasn't looking at him, Chat reached down grasping the band of her shorts. She was shy, Marinette helped by lifting up, allowing him to slide them past her butt over her hips then past her knees, yanking them up slowly.
After reaching her ankles and removing her shorts, Chat pinched a few of her toes, tickling her while he removed them from his shoulder. Once the shorts were off, Chat took her right leg and placed it back on the left side of his knee then took a good look at the task at hand.
Chat appeared to be mesmerized by what he was seeing, as he stared intently. Marinette's slit was cute, at least from what he could see from her dim fairy lights at her bed. It was peach colored and just as fuzzy, and yes, the carpet did match the drapes.
Was he impressed or disgusted? Maybe she should've shaved beforehand. Panicked, Marinette collected her legs again, using her tank to cover up her bottom half. "D-Don't look, it's embarrassing!"
There was a time when she was in this position before, where she had given up her vagina to be devoured; yet with the heat of the moment, and tensions being high nothing happened. It was given plenty of attention, but there were no sparks, no explosions, no climax.
Even though it felt good, she was left with her own devices. Was it her? Did she know what was supposed to happen? What if she was so inexperienced that she hadn't realized that she in fact did cum?
"Sorry Princess, but I kind of can't do this without looking a little bit…" He chuckled. Chat scooted backwards to give himself more room in front of Marinette. Being this close, Chat was able to feel the heat coming off her mound.
Chat couldn't stop himself from taking a whiff, Marinette's aroma was reminiscent of the body wash he was allowed to use for his shower. Gently, Chat attempted to grasp Marinette's lower lips with his thumbs, but she quickly smacked his hands away.
Chat chuckled again, staring up at Marinette, "Don't worry Princess, don't feel embarrassed in front of me, I think you're beautiful inside and out." With a shooed hand, Noir went back to her crevasse again.
The confidence and determination in his voice was hitting her eardrums like a tender breeze, sending chills down her spine, drenching her labia.
"Do you trust me?"
Marinette couldn't help but melt more as she glanced down at her perfect kitty, begging for permission to continue; she giggled, "Shouldn't I be asking you that question?"
Chat joined her with a giggle himself, cleared his throat, then he propped himself on his elbow before he started to go for his mask. "With my life…" He winked before he slowly lifted it up, giving Marinette enough time to get the hint to close her eyes.
Without the hindrance of the mask, Adrien rose to Marinette's level, gently laying on top of her body. He chuckled to himself then placed both of his hands on either side of her face. She put her hands on top of his, "I can't get over how soft your hands are…" Adrien then wiped his thumb over her closed lids before kissing each of them gently.
"Not as soft as your lips…" Adrien lowered himself down, placing a kiss on Marinette's lips, her cheek, then down her neck talking between kisses. "Or your neck," He whispered in her ear, making her body shiver and her nipples protrude through her tank.
Adrien slowly reached down to the end of her top, going underneath and walking his fingers past her stomach to expose her breasts again. Marinette's chest was susceptible to more fondling as Chat began his descent, "Or your juicy breasts…"
After attacking her left breast with his mouth and her right with his hand, Marinette did her best not to have him take her right then and there. That lovely sensation of arousal was emerging again as Marinette screwed her eyes tighter when Chat left her chest and made his way further down her body, stopping at her belly button, "Definitely not as soft as your tummy…"
At last, he reached his destination, passing her mound and landing in betwixt her legs again. Leaning on his elbows, nuzzling her thigh with his face. "But I think the softest, warmest place on you…"
Wrapping his left arm around her right thigh, Adrien scooted closer using his pointer finger and thumb to spread open her lips. Adrien was familiarizing himself with the layout; at the top under her hood was a bulbous piece of skin that was hard and twitching in anticipation. Getting a much closer look at her arousal, seeing her leaky burrow this close was mesmerizing. Knowing that he was the one that did that to her; made Adrien's mouth water, he tried to control himself from getting hard again.
"Aaaahhhh!" Spreading her legs wider, Adrien dove into her cave with breakneck speed; he stuck his whole tongue inside her. He was enjoying himself too much, shaking his head vigorously as he lapped up her arousal. After massaging her butt, he smacked her ass, "Ow what was that for?"
Adrien rose from his work, quickly wiping off his face, "For being a bad little princess and keeping all this sweet nectar to yourself." He then lifted up her right knee and placed it on his shoulder, grasping both her breasts then pinching and twisting her nipples.
"Chat, oh my gah!" Sounds of hard slipping could be heard, bringing Marinette back to reality; she told the air, the sky and anyone else at ear range how much "Ch-Chat" was pleasing her.
Listening to the advice of his "weirdo" best friend, he began to focus his attention on her pleasure center; Adrien reached in to pinch her button then began to dart out his tongue to spell out the alphabet, remembering the lesson he had gotten from Nino. Marinette was in a sex-filled daze, she peered down at her partner; cracking open her eyelids slowly, being able to make out his messy blonde hair.
Marinette felt herself getting close to her climax, she just had to continue focusing, 'Chat Noir is eating me out! Chat has his hands all over me! Chat is making me feel so good!' She laid her head back and reached down at the messy tresses tickling her stomach as she panted heavily. Her nails gaze at his scalp as she silently released herself in his mouth, apparently her letter was "N" for Noir. "Aaaaahhhhh!"
Marinette was a lump, her eyelids popped open while she was catching her breath. It was amazing how strong Chat was without his suit, he managed to pull Marinette into his lap; the rush of setting up and being slammed into a powerful chest nearly knocked the wind out of her. She was glad to rest against his shoulder as arms wrapped around her back tenderly and he lowered them back down on the bed.
There was no comparison when Chat Noir pleasured her, he knew all the right spots, he sensed when to go faster or to change directions. That had to be the greatest pleasure she'd ever experienced; he knew what made her feel amazing. Where did he learn to do this, how did he learn; maybe he did research to do this with Ladybug, or maybe with his-
"How was that Marinette?" Chat asked, nuzzling into her neck, making sure he kept his face hidden until he found his mask again.
Marinette continued breathing heavily, as she laid her ear against Chat's chest, listening to his heartbeat and enjoying the back rubbing. She allowed herself to be engulfed in his embrace, she rested her legs on either side of hips. "Did you-Do-do you need some help?" Staying silent, she didn't mention that she could feel his problem area.
Chat Noir chortled before he grasped her waist and rolled them both over, remaining behind her as the spoon. "Sorry Marinette, but I already told you, it's a knight's job to serve his Princesse…"
Marinette whined, but was able to retrieve Chat's mask, "But it's a hostess job to serve her guests…" She used her toes to pick it up, rose her leg to hand it to herself and passed it behind her.
He yawns before hugging her tightly and snuggling into her shoulder. "Ask me in the morning…"
When nature calls you must accept the charges, which is what happened to Marinette, hours later. She didn't want to move, but first thing first, she had to find her bottoms; they were somewhere in this tangled mess that was her and Chat Noir. She blindly felt around the mattress, until she eventually found her shorts; while she was back at the head of the bed, she checked on the kwamis.
It appeared that Tikki and Plagg had their own slumber party, Plagg was laying protectively on top of Tikki who had the biggest smile on her face, they missed each other greatly. After spinning around on her knees and backing her way towards her ladder, Marinette quietly climbed down.
After relieving herself, Marinette climbed back upstairs, stopping when she reached the top. She covered her eyes as she peered over to Chat, making sure his mask was on, he was laying on his back with his arm stretched out, snoring a little. Marinette giggled as she crawled past her kitty to check the time, 'I have about 45 mins before I need to actually get up…'
After placing her phone on the charger, she glanced over to her sleeping beauty; his mask was skewed, but still covered the important portion of his face. Memories of hours ago began to trickle into her mind, she hid her face in her hands thinking about what they had done; this was a whole new session that she was glad she finally got to experience. Marinette was so happy that she had a trusted partner that took the time to please her needs, and she should do the same…
On her knees, Marinette scooted to the side of Chat Noir, settling at his hips. Looking him up and down, she noticed that he was more relaxed than usual; normally he would have woken up by now with all the movement. 'Of course, he's relaxed, he doesn't have to rush off so soon.' Marinette tested the water by gently placing her hand on his stomach, enjoying the ride of his breathing. "Hey Kitty…"
Chat groaned as he rolled to the side, then returned to being on his back. After she giggled, she poked him in the head. "Can I have some cream for my coffee?" He said something inaudible, before Marinette proceeded to bend forward and hesitantly removed the band from his waist, releasing his member as it sprung out.
"Ah morning wood… So that's what was poking me in the back half the night…" Marinette watched in awe as the meat swayed on its own from side to side. Looking back at Chat, making sure he was still dead to the world, she rubbed her hands together to make sure she didn't give him frostbite.
Scooting even closer, Marinette reached down and took a hold of the base, causing Chat to moan; after massaging it a bit, she licked her lips then bent down and sampled the tip, making Noir groan louder. When the tip was good and moist, Marinette went in for the kill, she inhaled his shaft all the way down to her hand. Marinette opened her mouth wider to allow more drool to drip down further; thanks to her makeshift lubrication, it was easier to pump faster.
Chat Noir woke up groggy, feeling something is on his dick, more specifically a dark haired someone on his dick. 'Ladybug?' He assumed he was dreaming, but as his vision was becoming more clearer, he saw that it was- "Marinette?"
Glancing over quickly, Marinette smirked, pumping faster while she sucked harder. Chat sprung up on his hands, "Marinette-Mari-, stop- I'm goi- I can-aaaahhhh!" Warm thick liquid spurted in the back of her tongue, catching her off guard and causing her to choke. Retracting back, she spits in her hand then rubs it on her shorts.
Chat flopped back backwards, exhausted, he was breathing heavily. He lifted himself up on his elbows, "Mari…nette? Di-Did yo-you just-"
Marinette giggled then made her way up to where Chat was, she gave him a kiss on the forehead, "Good morning!" She smiled brightly while she hovered over his masked face, she bumped their heads together before she turned to leave.
Chat was barely able to grasp Marinette by the hand, as he was still coming down from his high, "Wait, Mari what was amazing! But what did you do with…the mess?"
She giggled again, "Don't worry about it." She grabbed his face and smushed their lips together, "Stay here, I have to open the bakery…"
DING DONG
"And that should be Alya..." Marinette kissed him again then took off. Chat Noir watched as she disappeared under the stairs, he flopped back on the bed, confused but satisfied.
Quickly, yet carefully, Marinette made her way downstairs; making a stop at the bathroom to grab her toothbrush. After turning on the light down the hallway, she found Alya at the front side door.
"Good morning, gorgeous!" Alya was dressed in large black hoodie and grey sweatpants, Marinette moved to the side to let her in. "Three-day weekend! I got all my homework done last night so we can chill all weekend!" Alya removed her hoodie as she entered, underneath was a white tee that read, "I heart LB".
"Can you believe that storm? It rained all night!" Marinette led them to the kitchen and turned off the alarm system, it was still fairly dark outside so the girls shielded their eyes when the lights came on. They glanced around at the equipment before Marinette began to turn on the ovens and the mixers. Alya found herself at the coffee maker, turning it on and finding Marinette in the back. "Ready to start cooking together?"
Upstairs, Plagg was the last person you should try and wake up early, however his counterpart was not so stubborn. Sunrise peaked through the window, hitting Tikki in the eye perfectly. After stretching, yawning, and rubbing her eyes, Tikki rolled over to see her bed companion curled up into a small ball of stinkiness. "Plagg, time to wake up!" She started tapping him on the head, the same way she often woke up Marinette. "Plagg, you have to get up and get Adrien out of here…"
Plagg smacked her flipper away, then turned to his side, "Five more minutes Fu…" He mumbled.
Angrily, Tikki tackled his body with hers, landing on his back. "Plagg, wake up now!"
"Ow!" Plagg screeched, he was pushed out of the bedding and onto the counter space, stopping just short of the edge. "What the hell, Sugarcube?"
"It's time to get Chat Noir so you guys don't get in trouble!" She flew up to the skylight to show Plagg how early it was.
Groaning, Plagg rubbed his eyes and began to slowly float in the air, "You know Sugarcube, you rise with the sun, I rise with the moon…" He stated stretching his arms above his head, then headed over to where Adrien was still sleeping.
Despite the tiny commotion happening above his head, it was not enough to deter Adrien from finishing his cat nap, Plagg found him laid out, snoring. After yawning again, Plagg went to awaken the sleeping prince, "Hey Kid…" He lowered himself down and began to tap on Adrien's forehead.
"It's Saturday, Nathalie, five more minutes please…"
He angrily shooed the annoyance away, then like Plagg, rolled over. Plagg then huffed and tried again, "Adrien, wake up we need to go…" Again, Adrien muffled something before he buried himself further into the pillow he was currently drooling on.
Sighing loudly, Plagg shook his head, "Comeon, Kid, we don't have time for this!" He floated back down and went to pull his hair. This didn't do much for Plagg, until Tikki came up and gave him a scowl. "Okay, here we go…" Plagg retreated, just to come back with breakneck speed, suplexing Adrien in the stomach.
"Wh-What! What happened?!" Adrien shot up gasping, holding his tummy and whaling in pain; grabbing the air in hopes to make sense of things.
Plagg soon appeared in his face, smiling, "Oh good, you're awake! Hurry up and get dressed, we have to go…"
Adrien, still panicked over the sudden wake up call, grabbed his heart, trying to slow it down. "Plagg, what happened? Did you just gut punch me?!"
"I had to find a way to wake you up somehow…"
Pacing himself, Adrien glanced around to take in the atmosphere; he was still in Marinette's room, and she was nowhere to be found. "Wh-where's Marinette?" Adrien crawled to the edge of the bed, and looked over the ladder, no one.
"She's downstairs with her friend, now can you please get up and get ready?"
Adrien rubbed his head, while he recovered from this morning, "What time is it?" He rotated then proceeded to head down the ladder.
"Early, like the sun is barely rising above the horizon…"
"Well, that narrows it down…" He went to the chaise and grabbed his clothes, picking them up and taking them towards the trapdoor. Unexpectedly Plagg found himself in Adrien's face again.
"Uh what do you think you're doing?" He asked with his claws on his hips.
"You wanted me to get ready, so I'm going to-" Adrien bent down to open the trap door.
"No, I told you to 'get dressed', we don't have time for you to beautify yourself!" Plagg smacked his hand causing the door to reclose.
"Ow Plagg, what is your problem? You're being very abusive today…" Adrien retracted his hand, rubbing the pain away.
Plagg sighed loudly, rubbing his temples again, "Look, I'm just trying to get you out of here for that photoshoot you have later on today…"
"That was today?!" Adrien grasped his head terrified; he flew past Plagg searching desperately for his shoes. "I totally forgot, they cancelled yesterday's photoshoot because of the rain!" Once he found the shoes, Adrien dropped to the floor and started to put them on. "Plagg, we gotta go! Where are my clothes?"
"In your hand, can we go now please?" Plagg shouted back.
Looking around one last time, Adrien gathered his clothes in his arms again, "Okay ready! Plagg- Wait!"
Frustrated, Plagg instantly zoomed into Adrien's face again, "What, what now?"
Adrien appeared worried, clinging to his garments for dear life, "I have to tell Marinette goodbye…" Plagg growled loudly, flipping himself around as he rolled his eyes. "What if she comes up here and I'm not here! She'll wonder where we are!"
Plagg slapped himself in the face, "I think Marinette is smart enough to know that you went home!" He floated over to the window, motioning to Adrien that he wanted to leave.
"Still, it'll be rude to just up and leave, especially when she was such a gracious hostess…" Adrien blushed thinking about earlier this morning, and late last night.
Plagg was getting more and more frustrated by the minute and time was ticking, Adrien walked to Mari's desk and started searching for a pen and paper. "Maybe I could leave her a note, letting her know-"
"Yes, great, do that! Whatever you do, let's hurry up and get goi-!"
"Oh, I know! Plagg, you can go down there and tell her we're leaving!"
He gave Adrien a dumbfounded stare, "Adrien, you do know that kwamis can't be seen on video right?"
"I know that, but you're small enough where you can't be seen." Plagg was hesitant, he turned his back to Adrien and crossed his claws. Adrien slid in front of Plagg with his hands together, "Please Plagg, the girls are probably too busy with the shop to even notice yo-."
"Fine! If it will get us outta here faster, I'll do it!" He bolted down through the trap door, down past the house and down to the bakery. Music could be heard before he entered, where he found the girls removing and replacing trays of pastries and fresh bread. While Marinette was preparing the next batch of croissants, Alya was coating the donuts with toppings; he waited until the coast was clear before he snuck his way into Marinette's hair puff.
"Oh, and Alya, after you finish those, can you start mixing in the crepe batter, please?"
"Aye aye Captain!" Alya gave her a salute then went back to the donuts. Once Alya was back busy with donuts and dancing, Plagg made his move; moving swiftly he made a beeline into Marinette's neck, missing her hair causing her to almost drop her tray.
"Ouch!" Reaching behind her, Mari rubbed the spot Plagg hit. "Tikki, you need to be mor-" The creature she took a hold of was not her red mouse bug, but that of Chat Noir's genie. "Oh Plagg… Plagg?!"
Alya stopped her grooving to turn back towards the noise she heard, "You say something, Marinette?"
She snatched up Plagg and hid him in her apron, "Um no I forgot to water my balcony! I'll be right back!" Mari ran into the back and slammed the door before he retrieved Plagg. "What the hell, Plagg? Shouldn't you and Chat Noir be heading home by now?"
Sitting in the palm of her hand, Plagg sighed before falling over, "That's what I said, but he was all like, 'Ah Marinette will be upset if I leave without saying goodbye…'
"He sent you down here just to tell me good-bye?" Marinette was touched, she placed her dough hand over her heart, swooning.
Plagg rolled his eyes, "So here I am! I've seen you, I'm saying goodbye, have a nice day…" Plagg then removed himself from her hand.
"Wait!" Before he had a chance to turn around, Marinette was gone, soon to return with a wedge of cheese and a freshly baked croissant. "Thanks, for coming down Plagg. It's not camembert, but here take this for your troubles."
Hesitantly, Plagg hovered towards the food, taking a whiff before snatching out of her grasps; he threw it in the air before catching it in his mouth. He floated over to Mari's face, giving her a quick peck on the cheek, before taking away the croissant. "I knew I liked you…" Now with an item in his hand, Plagg had to take the long way back upstairs.
Slowly peeking her eyes open, Marinette shielded her eyes from the blinding light of the morning sun; once adjusted she sat up, "Morning, my Kitty!" After yawning, she felt around the space next to her, which she thought was occupied with a teenage feline; however, the space was empty. "Chat?"
Unexpectedly, her missing guest finally made an appearance, Marinette was tackled back to her bed, and covered with kisses, which she reciprocated. "Good morning!" She said sweetly, lovingly dazed from the kissing attack.
"Yeah, it is!" Chat smiled before reaching behind his back and pulling out the long string of the condoms, staring down at Marinette. "And it's about to get even better!"
"Wh-what are you talking about? Are th-those-" She pushed him back, noticing that he was topless. Marinette scooted away then pulled her knees up to her chest, while Chat sat on his knees. "We-We agreed that we were wa-waiting until-"
He grabbed her ankles, pulling her back to where she previously was, flushed up against his crotch. "You expect me to wait after last night?" Chat bent forward, trapping her with his arms. Leaning into her face, he whispered in her ear. "Not after I got a taste of what's in store for me…"
Marinette placed her hand over his heart, lowering her lids to look at him seductively, "You're special to me," After blushing, Marinette pushed him away again, waving her hand in front of her face, "But that's not what was agreed upon!"
Marinette didn't mean to yell, but she wanted to make sure her voice was heard this time.
Chat stopped and pulled back, angerly "Are you rejecting me too?"
"What? No! It's just that, last night, we talked about-" Chat huffed, removing himself from between her legs and turning to head down the ladder.
"Plagg, Claws out!"
Marinette crawled to the end of her bed to witness Chat Noir adjusting his cuffs, "Wait, where are you going?" She turned about and began to head down the ladder.
Chat angrily held his fists on his sides as he stomped his foot, "I'm leaving, I'm going somewhere I won't constantly be rejected!"
Once on the floor, Marinette started walking over to him, "That's not true! I'm not rejecting you its just-" She reached out to take a hold of his arm, only for it to be snatched away.
"Yes, you are! First, I offered my love to Ladybug then she rejected me and then I gave you my love and now you're rejecting me too!" He stormed over to her circular window in the back of her room. After opening it, he reached out to grab the pane then turned back to Marinette, "You're just like her…"
Marinette rushed over, grabbing his tail, and yanking him back, causing him to fall on the floor, "No! I'm not-"
Ignoring her, Chat did a back handspring, then headed up the ladder, and out the skylight; she made it to her bed with just enough time to see his tail escape. "Wait!" With breakneck speed Marinette caught up to him on her balcony before he pole vaulted away. "Please Kitty, don't do this. I love you… We're-we're purrfect for each other…"
Not even a pun could bring a smile to his face, he turned his head back to the city, "No Marinette, you're just a friend…"
Without warning, he twisted around to face her; before he stabbed her in the heart with his baton, pinning her to the wall. Marinette was terrified, she couldn't believe he just stabbed her in the heart like that, how could he say that?
"Now you know how it feels, Ladybug…"
Marinette's hands shook as she reached up to try and pull out the metal, but her hands were too bloody to get a tight enough grip. Looking down at the pole, there were the words, "Just a friend", before she blacked out.
Marinette gasped as she was transported from her nightmare, she patted the down the counter as she looked around. She and Alya were still at the bakery, taking a small break after the lunch rush they just survived a while back ago. Marinette yawned as she stretched her arms over her head. "We should probably start cleaning up here soon, before more people show up…"
"Late night again?" Alya came from the back with two frappes she just made and sat it down in front of Marinette. She took a sip, then yawned again; Alya grabbed another stool then sat next to her. "Girl, when will you ever learn?"
Marinette took another sip before she got up and started for the kitchen; she giggled while she took a few trays out of the oven, "I was working on a special project…"
Alya chortled, "What? Yet another present for Adrien from his 'everyday Ladybug'?" Alya followed suite and grabbed the remaining trays and retreated into the kitchen with Marinette.
"Yeah, that was… 'wait-'"
"But my 'everyday Ladybug' is right here and if I were 'Adrien', I'd tell you that you are the most incredible woman I've ever had the pleasure of being in the company of."
'Chat Noir didn't say that Adrien did! He still sees me as just a replacement for Ladybug… He doesn't really love me…' Marinette's legs suddenly became weak as stumble putting the trays away in the back.
"Marinette!" Alya hurried to her side, removing the trays off her legs and floor, "Are you okay? Did you hurt yourself?"
"No, no; I'm fine…" Marinette rubbed her ankle while Alya helped her up.