A/N: First, I'd like to acknowledge that I'm noticing quite of a lot of new readers! I'm pretty psyched about that.
To my new readers; bienvenue! I hope you enjoy this crazy ride as much as the OG readers! I love you all and I'm super grateful!
I'm super super sorry for the late updates. I'm working on two stories at once and the other story is nearly finished and when that's over I can solely focus on this one.
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These characters belong to the ZAG company and I only own the plot of this story as it's an original idea but THIS IS NOT AN OFFICIAL ZAG STORY! Just an official Kandykate story that is not being sold!
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Tysm!
"Why did you leave me?"
Marinette couldn't see. Her visage was completely blinded by tears. She could almost feel the warm breeze caressing against her. The smell of summer air would have been comforting to her, but Marinette couldn't shake this feeling of dread.
She had never felt so much pain before. Granted it wasn't physically, but there was a sense of longing, defeat and horrendous solitude. It cut deeper than anything that bled.
She was confused.
Was this because of Felix?
Marinette whimpered, feeling her heart squeeze within the confines of her chest. It had almost felt like she was ready to fall from a high place.
The young woman exhaled, her heart picking up the speed the moment her tears began to slide down her cheeks. With each passing tear, Marinette was able to see.
The blonde that sat in front of her wasn't that of Felix, but of someone else she was fond of.
Marinette trembled, still feeling the warm breeze. It almost felt like she was being pulled in every direction, like she was living two lives at once.
"I didn't leave you."
His words captured her heart. Though Marinette wasn't sure what was going on, she sure as hell needed to hear him say that somehow.
Her chest heaved and as soon as she heard the words, she could almost feel her hands pressing down on to his neck.
She scolded herself. Marinette simply couldn't stop what she was doing. It was almost as if she was meant to do what she was doing.
She'd never lay a hand on him, yet here she was doing exactly just that. Her eyes pooled with tears once more and despite the tears that rolled down her face, Marinette had been unable to see once more.
There was dread and ache.
Marinette couldn't shake the pain. It had been unbearable. Her body moved and before she could fathom what had taken place, Marinette felt the balcony baluster beneath her feet.
Fear swarmed into her eyes as she caught sight of the garden down below her. Her fists clenched at her side and the warm wind that offered to comfort her only grew more dreary.
She was scared.
She didn't know what she was doing.
Her eyes widened and she cried into the night sky as she moved her left foot, the young woman making a leap from the balcony before something constricted her.
Marinette exhaled, her body pulled against someone warm as she was thrusted away from the baluster.
"Marinette!"
Marinette jolted awake, the afternoon sun nearly blinding her. The balcony doors were left open and the warm afternoon breeze permeated through the pink curtains that bellowed back into the room.
She could hear the slight purring of Tikki who curled into the space beside her. Marinette felt her heart sink into her stomach the moment she learned that Adrien wasn't there.
The young woman groaned, her fingers clutching into the bedsheets at the humidity. The weather had to have been almost eighty. Her entire backside was drenched in sweat, and Marinette couldn't remember waking up this wet since Adrien spilled tea on her while they slept.
Marinette slowly turned over, laying on her back to catch her breath. Her heart ached in her chest, wondering why the dream she had felt so familiar to her. She could faintly remember Adrien's face and she could remember what she had been wearing that night.
She was attacked by a man who approached her, who asked her to dance and who had seemed genuine. The thought of what may have happened if Alya, Nino and Adrien hadn't stepped in, would haunt her for as long as she lived.
It still didn't help that she continued to see him around, and he continued to watch her like some sort of hunter stalking its prey.
It made her sick to her stomach. Marinette always made it a point that she was a big bug and that she could handle things on her own, but this one time she was afraid of being alone.
She sighed, a small pout tugging at her lips the moment she realised that it was literally three in the afternoon. She had gotten drunk before, but she never allowed herself to sleep in this late either.
She was surprised that Adrien allowed her to sleep in that late as well. The day was nearly over and Marinette knew that it would only grow hotter as the night progressed. She wanted to make the best of what was left.
Marinette yawned, briefly petting Tikki as she sat up. She allowed her hands to roam around in the sheets to fish out her phone. She bit her lip and leaned against the pillows as she swiped up, glancing at her messages.
A small smile tugged on her lips and she wiggled her toes at the excitement that bubbled inside of her chest.
On her screen she read a message from her beloved.
'Went out to get a quick haircut. You were too peaceful to wake up. I can't wait to see your smile when I return.'
Marinette locked her phone screen, her heart fluttering inside of her chest.
At least she had something to look forward too, plus she was really curious to see his spiffy new haircut.
She could understand why though. The summer was progressing and the weather only grew more and more hot.
Marinette carefully withdrew the blankets away from her body with a subtle blush the more she thought about it.
It certainly was hot.
And it was hot in more ways than just one.
Alya groaned, stretching underneath the bedsheets. Her clean sheets brushed against her skin, sending shivers down her spine as she vividly recalled taking Nino home last night.
It was a given, and despite knowing that she wasn't drunk and had no excuse for an explosive rendezvous, her and Nino couldn't keep their hands off one another.
The brunette sat up, rubbing her eyes as she blindly searched around for her glasses. Her hands brushed against the bedside table before eventually settling on the plastic frames. She carefully placed them on to her face, her cheeks growing red as she was visibly naked beneath the thin white blanket. She bit her lip, the nice aroma of fresh eggs emanating throughout the apartment and Alya could feel her tummy growl and ache at the same time.
She didn't understand how she could be sick and hungry all at once. She heard of morning sickness, but this felt more of an all day sickness. Alya wasn't exactly looking forward to the pregnancy cravings either. She was already experiencing them, but it hadn't become an urgent need.
Alya scooted over towards the other side of the bed, already knowing Nino was in the kitchen preparing her breakfast. She grabbed onto his shirt and very carefully slipped it on.
Alya stretched as she climbed out of bed, allowing Nino's large shirt to roll a little past her thighs.
She curiously wandered out of the bedroom and more towards the kitchen with a warm smile. She leaned into the doorway, her heart thumping erratically inside of her chest the moment she caught sight of Nino faced away from her.
His pyjama bottoms hung low from his hips and he wore nothing atop.
"I've always dreamt of having a half naked man preparing me breakfast." Alya teased, moving away from the door and towards the kitchen table.
Nino quickly glanced back at her, a small smile tugging on his lips as he resumed placing the egg omelette next to two pieces of toast on a plate.
"Goodmorning!" He chirped, turning off the stove and reaching for the better on the countertop. "I didn't want to wake you. I know we uh...both went to bed late last night, but I thought maybe it would be nice to make you something to eat in case you were hungry."
Nino kept the plates in his hand while he carefully approached the kitchen table.
Alya bit her lip, her stomach growling as he placed the plate of soft eggs and toast in front of her. She had to remind herself not to eat like a pig, but her appetite had been insufferable lately.
"Trying to one up Adrien?" Alya teased, grabbing her fork casually and poking at her food. "Or do you think all guys do this after they've been in bed with someone?"
Nino chuckled, taking a seat across from her.
"I'm sure he does, but he doesn't have to try as hard. He's already married." Nino murmured, cutting up a piece of his egg.
Alya leaned into her palm, popping a piece of her toast inside of her mouth. She furrowed her brow, listening to Nino's words as she tried to let them settle. She knew he was implying about his proposal, but she just wasn't sure how she was going to word it.
She loved him, that much was true and she certainly wanted to marry him, but she didn't want to marry him just because he knocked her up and she decided to keep the baby.
"Are you throwing shade?" Alya mused, her eyes glancing up at him as Nino reached for the bottle of apple juice he had set on the table prior.
"Nope, just waiting on an answer." He teased, wiggling his brows playfully as he unscrewed the cap and began to pour the juice into their cups.
Alya subtly nodded as she chewed, she grabbed another piece of her toast and stuck it between her lips. She watched him tentatively as she could tell he was nervous.
Something told her that Nino was expecting to be rejected and she couldn't help but to feel guilty. She certainly didn't want to let him down.
"Look, I don't want to step on eggshells but I don't want to seem callous either." Alya prompted before taking a sip of her juice. "I don't want a shotgun wedding. I want to make sure that we are in this because we want this, not because we have to and because we're having a baby."
Nino placed his glass down back against the table. The male parted his lips, offering to rebuttal any lingering doubt she may have had, but paused as she held her finger up, immediately stilling him.
"But- I do accept your proposal. Granted, it wasn't a traditional one…." Alya mused, biting her lip with a small smile. "But I know that I won't be this small forever, the baby is going to start showing and I want to use that time to plan a proper wedding. I know Marinette had her Cinderella wedding, with the white horse and carriage as well as her Prince, Adrien." Alya allowed her hand to rest on the table.
"But I'd like to marry my prince with a Cinderella wedding as well, and if I'm lucky, we can have our child there as well."
Nino grinned, his heart raced as he was indeed heading her wishes but at the same time only hearing that fact that she had accepted his proposal. He knew it was just an explosive question and he regretted not proposing to her romantically, but at least now he had the chance to marry her the way she always dreamed.
He may have been the prince, but Alya sure was a damn queen. He was truly honored.
Nino reached over, his hand laying on top of hers with a subtle blush.
"I'd love to plan a Cinderella wedding. I think it'd be a good idea to wait until the baby is born. We can spend time together, we can take our time and plan this wedding." Nino bit his lip. "Plus you'd look cute with a baby bump."
Alya snorted, shaking her head with a small smile as her eyes bounced around the room.
"I'm not too sure about that. Everyone would know I slept with you."
Nino chortled, leaning back into his seat to resume cutting his eggs before they got cold.
"You say that like it's a bad thing."
Alya giggled, her hand running through her hair.
"Speaking of growing…" her voice trailed off at the feet swelling and the back pain she was about to endure. "I need to make an appointment with my doctor."
Nino furrowed his brow, briefly reaching over to grab his phone from the edge of the table.
"Why? Is everything okay?" He asked, gingerly placing the phone beside her.
Alya sighed, soon pressing her lips together as she took his phone into her hands
"Yep, it's just time I start prenatal care."
Marinette passed a brush through her dark hair. Her heart fluttered against her chest and despite it only being a few hours into the evening, the air only grew more and more hot.
The sun had begun to set and the orange pigment casted an orange glow to her complexion. Marinette settled for a pizza delivery and if it came down to it, she would have loved to watch movies for the rest of the night. She had already slept until the afternoon, she was nowhere near tired.
She placed the brush down against her dresser and she glanced at her reflection in the mirror. Her heart fluttered as she picked up her phone and began to read the messages that Adrien had sent her over and over again. It almost felt like a dream.
Marinette placed her phone back down on to the dresser and she fixed her nightgown strap. The young woman left her bedroom, humming as she could hear Tikki trotting behind her with a soft pur.
Marinette climbed down the stairs, moving into the kitchen while the cat followed her. She grabbed the bag of kitten chow and stepped beside the fridge to pour it into the food bowl.
Tikki mewed softly, the feline moving between her legs, shoving her head into the bowl.
Marinette stepped aside, giggling at her cat's eagerness as she ate. The young woman furrowed her brow, glancing over towards the back door when she heard rummaging in the garden outside the door.
She placed the cat food back on top of the fridge. Her heart squeezed in her chest painfully the moment a shadow brushed past the large covered windows.
Immediately, she grabbed the jar of cookies on the kitchen counter and clutched it between her palms.
From the horrible experiences she had before regarding Nick, the experiences of abuse she suffered at the hands of Kagami, and the fact that she was almost assaulted and surely stalked on her way back from her interview, Marinette couldn't be too safe.
If there was a stranger in her yard, she wasn't going to stand around and wait for something to happen to her. She wouldn't count on anyone else to protect her. If all hell broke loose, she was going to take her chances and knock someone down if they tried to invade her private space to harm her.
Marinette gulped, her heart racing as the handle on the back door shifted. She clenched her jaw, her hand clutching onto the jar and lifting it.
The warm breeze blew through the kitchen and she was just about to hurl the glass jar of cookies to whoever was in the doorway with as much force as possible before the figure paused.
His green eyes sought hers in the dark, and in that moment Marinette felt her body grow warm.
Adrien furrowed his brow, his eyes bouncing between her and the jar she was holding in preparation of throwing it.
"Erm...are you planning on assaulting me with a cookie jar?" Adrien asked, stepping inside and closing the door behind him.
Marinette gulped, lowering the jar with a perplexed expression.
"I...I thought you were a burglar!" Marinette retorted, placing the cooking jar back on to the counter, her heart squeezing in her chest as how good clean and kept his hair looked. "I...Why were you rummaging in the yard!"
Adrien dug into his pockets.
"I forgot my keys, so I went to find the spare ones we hide in the garden."
Marinette sighed, running a hand through her hair. Sweat damped at her hairline and Adrien could spot how the edges within the wrinkles of her dress stuck to her skin.
Adrien frowned, his heart sinking as he understood why she had reacted this way. After the experiences she had gone through which he witnessed himself, it was bound to happen one way or another.
"You've been through a lot...haven't you?" Adrien asked in a soft murmur. The male approached the counter, his hand sliding over towards hers. "I can understand why you felt scared."
Marinette pressed her lips together, taking a deep breath. She nearly felt guilty, if anything she felt more embarrassed. It had never occurred to her that she was overreacting to anything but the more she thought about it, the more it seemed to be the case.
She glanced over towards him, her heart racing as she felt his hand on top of hers.
"I'm sorry…" she breathed. "It's just that I overthink sometimes. I'm glad it was you and not some random stranger trying to break in or anything." Marinette glanced back down towards their hands. "The luck I've been having lately has me on my toes."
Adrien squeezed her hand, using his other elbow to lean against the counter.
"Marinette, you know that you can trust me. If you're feeling any fear or hesitation, you can talk to me. I want to make your living experiences here as comfortable as possible."
Marinette shivered, the hairs on the back of her neck standing up, as there was something about those words that brought her back to the dream she had earlier in the day. Her heart squeezed in her chest, the blush against her cheeks.
She turned her face, her breath catching in her throat as Adrien leaned forward and captured her lips in a sweet kiss. Marinette trembled, a fire igniting in her stomach the moment their lips touched.
His lips moved tenderly against hers and he gently withdrew much to Marinette's dismay.
Her blush only grew deeper and Marinette glanced up at him. A small smile tugged at her lips as she wanted nothing more than to kiss him over and over again until she was satisfied.
But there was something in her eyes that showed her suspicion. He was inquisitive about something and that worried Marinette. It nearly made her sick.
"I know Kagami wasn't helping you that night. I'm not sure why you won't tell me what happened, but I still want to know." Adrien explained. "I'd like you to move at your own pace but I want you to know that I'm aware something happened, whether you care to elaborate or not."
Marinette felt her heart sink. There was an electric feeling that pulsated down her spine and she immediately knew that if she spilled the beans about Kagami, it was only a matter of time before she'd end up telling him that she spotted her assailant on the way home from her internship interview.
She felt Adrien's eyes on her and Marinette only felt more and more small. He had suspected she was lying from day one and even told her she was full of shit on a drunken vent. It went without saying that Adrien knew Kagami was cruel towards her.
The young woman furrowed her brow, her lips pressing together as she remembered what she had told Adrien on their wedding night. She recalled telling him that he wasn't alone and never had to go through the burdens by himself. She asked him to share the weight and put his trust in her. That was what a marriage was; it wasn't just a contract, it was a partnership of love by two people who were inseparable.
It was only then that Marinette realised that she may have unconsciously married Adrien for love.
Her heart thumped inside of her chest and Marinette moved her eyes back to Adrien. Perhaps it was time she took her own advice.
"Y-You're right." Marinette conceded bashfully. "Besides her demanding that I leave from your photoshoot or calling me a homewrecker in front of you, she'd often give me dirty looks, she'd often isolate me and the time you walked in on us...she told me that I was a whore who stole from her and only made her life miserable."
Marinette felt his hand tighten against hers, his cheeks brewing a deep shade of red as her words hit him to heart.
It tore at him relentlessly to realise that his ex girlfriend had been doing this to Marinette behind his back, putting her in such a tight spot all for a role that Marinette had never asked for in the first place. She was simply pulled into the chaos just as he was. They both had no say in it, but the fact that Kagami lied about what she was doing that night he confronted her really pissed him off.
It felt like he had been with a stranger his entire life. He had wasted so much time.
"I didn't want to say anything because I was worried she'd do something." Marinette continued. "I saw her wearing your mother's ring and at the time you talked about gifting it to her, so it destroyed me." She sighed, glancing down. "So I decided that I'd move on and find some comfort in Luka. I saw that ring on her finger as a symbol of her being your real wife. I didn't want to get in between you two."
Adrien's expression went grave and he truly hated himself for ever mentioning divorce. If it were possible to go back in time, he would. He would do that under the intent to slap himself and he was mentally slapping himself at the very moment.
"Marinette, I never gave her that ring. I know I mentioned a lot of stupid stuff before, but that was one mistake I didn't make." Adrien murmured, immediately drawing her attention.
"That night you came back, she was rummaging through our bedroom while I was in the shower. She saw my mother's ring and she took it upon herself to wear it and possibly show it around. When we left that night, I asked her what happened because I grew a little suspicious." Adrien's voice trailed off as he glanced down at their hands.
Marinette widened her eyes, her heart squeezing in her chest as he explained about what she didn't know went on that night.
"She told me nothing happened, made me feel bad for implying she did anything and after some prying she returned the ring. I didn't give her permission to wear it and I didn't officially give it to her as by that time I was questioning my feelings for you and-" Adrien paused, his eyes glancing back up towards Marinette who grew redder than a sack of tomatoes. "I wanted you to have the ring. I shouldn't have asked for it back and honestly, it just feels right. It felt like that ring belonged to you."
Adrien lowered his eyes, capturing sight of the diamond ring that Marinette wore on her finger to the very day.
"I-I didn't know." Marinette breathed, the aching in her chest soothing the moment she was informed that Adrien never really chose Kagami over her. She was putting on a ruse. She had the intention to hurt Marinette and it worked, but to know that this whole time Adrien thought about her eased her souls in ways she never knew possible.
Adrien offered her a weak smile, the lines of fatigue deepening under his eyes and Marinette had almost felt sad for him.
"You see, even though we can be considered opposites, we are a lot more alike than you realise." Adrien explained, his thumb caressing the back of her hand. "Contrary to popular belief, Kagami and I dated for a long time but we were never really sexual. Granted, I was too busy with the jobs my father put on for me to notice that it was out of the ordinary, but now that she has admitted she had been cheating on me in only two weeks of our relationship, I realised that she didn't need me for that. She was already being helped with that. Kagami sought that out in a different man." Adrien sighed, pressing his lips together. "There were times that I thought about some intimate scenarios she'd like to participate in, but I was much too awkward to talk about it. If I reflected on it differently, I'd say I was missing out too but she never showed me that she wasn't interested. She was really good at lying. I was being cheated on for years and I had no idea."
Marinette felt her heart nearly leap into her throat. She had wanted to throw up. Knowing that Kagami had been doing this throughout their entire relationship only perpetuated her anger. The audacity she had to put Marinette into the ground while she had this monkey on her back was quite ballsy and very much so selfish.
"She seemed like she was really asking for it when I came into the picture." Marinette murmured bashfully. "At least that was the vibe she gave me." The young woman explained, recalling the incident of Adrien and Kagami returning home drunk that very same night.
"She was never that way around me before." Adrien elucidated immediately. "For some reason, knowing that you were here with me living under the same roof compelled her to race into sex. She made it remarkably clear that she wanted my virginity. The attempts were non stop and she started to treat me less of a human and more like property. Everything was a race to get to the firsts despite my loyalty to her. She'd often insinuate I was cheating but then turned around and asked for sex like her insults didn't matter. After awhile I noticed that it felt like she only kissed me to prove something. Everything just started rapidly declining."
Marinette frowned.
She hated that Kagami saw her as a threat. The last thing Marinette wanted to assume was that she was an indirect cause to a relationship.
"I understand that this is a non sequitur, but I want you to know I'm here for you." Marinette breathed. "I want us both to be here for each other. I can lean on you, if you can lean on me."
Adrien furrowed his brow, his hand releasing hers so that it could rest on her cheek.
Marinette blushed, her heart squeezing in her chest as she recognized that there was a possibility that Adrien could feel the sweat that had begun to secrete from her pores.
It was mortifying.
"Non sequitur?" Adrien mused, ignoring the fact that her skin was indeed cold and sticky. "Everything you say to me is relevant."
Marinette chuckled, feeling awkward by how warm his skin was against her sweat. She bit her lip, worried that his hand would be stuck to her face.
"Thanks…" she murmured, reaching up to grab his hand and gingerly remove it from her sweaty face. "I'll think about how much that means to me after I've had a shower. I'm way too embarrassingly sweaty." Marinette breathed. It didn't help that it felt incredibly hot where she was either.
Adrien chortled, allowing his hands to drop to his sides with a weary smile. "It's alright, I hear some guys like sweat."
Marinette turned, glancing back at him with a small blush. A cheeky grin tugged at her lips as she giggled softly.
"Oh? I see, well I am going to clean off in my shower. You're more than free to join. But we have to keep the close friends no sex status. It's a tradition." She joked, hoping that she wasn't being too bold.
Adrien sighed, the blonde leaning against the counter so that he could reach for the unopened pizza box.
"The temptation of a naked beautiful woman is almost irresistible, but then there's fresh pizza." Adrien, obnoxiously sliding his fingers beneath the cardboard so that he could open the box.
Marinette snorted, shaking her head with a small smile as she left him behind to enjoy the pizza while it was still warm. The young woman approached the back steps, before glancing back at Adrien.
"Suit yourself. I can understand choosing pizza over your wife. Just don't be upset if I fall asleep before you do. I refuse any cuddles after this." She hummed teasingly before climbing up the stairs.
Adrien's eyes followed Marinette as she climbed up the stairs and disappeared from view. He laughed softly, shaking his head before stuffing a slice of pizza into his mouth.
Marinette reached over, turning on the shower gently and she winced the moment the water started. She didn't want to use colder water, cause she was most certainly going to make herself ill. She knew it would be a better idea to grab some clothing beforehand but with the short night she had, she simply couldn't bother.
It somehow ignited a flame of anger inside of her soul to know that Kagami had been cheating on Adrien for years and treating him like dirt because Marinette's pretense was to marry him against her will.
At the time, neither of them could help it.
Why was Kagami so bent on giving them a hard time.
She was accusing Marinette of the things she had been doing for years. The young woman wasn't usually the target of someone else's projection but the nerve to actually be the homewrecker and accusing her of doing so was infuriating.
Marinette sighed, reaching up to slide the straps of her nightgown off of her slender shoulders before allowing the garment to drop down to her ankles. She slipped her fingers into the waistband of her underwear and she carefully slid them down her slender legs.
Marinette pursed her lips, reaching back to unclip her bra and then allowed it to slide off her body.
She reached her hand out, touching the water to find the appropriate temperature before she eventually stepped under the shower head.
Marinette shivered, feeling the water cascade down the body with ease. She reached up, running her fingers through her hair to allow the water to completely wet each strand. The water felt nice and Marinette closed her eyes to allow herself in thought.
Despite the visible anger regarding what Kagami had done to Adrien, Marinette couldn't help but to wonder about Luka. Of course she heard Luka's side of the story and albeit he was the main reason why Adrien and Kagami split, she couldn't help but to feel angry for him.
Kagami had been lying to Luka for years as well. She used him too and sadly, Luka had hoped for something more than just casual sex. He had genuine feelings for Kagami and wanted to be seen more than just a sex partner. The moment Luka realised that he was worth more than that and decided he'd pursue relationships worth having, Kagami continued to be selfish and drag Luka right back to her.
There was no competition or doubt. Marinette was more than sure that she was better for Adrien than Kagami was.
Suddenly, the door of the shower opened and Marinette gasped, her heart nearly leaping into her throat the moment she witnessed her naked husband step into the shower with her.
Naturally, Marinette immediately covered her nether regions. She knew that Adrien held her breasts before but there was no way he had seen everything else.
Granted, Alya, Nino and Chloe had seen it already but those were all strange accidents.
Marinette felt her heart squeeze in her chest, her cheeks growing redder than a ripe tomato. Marinette made it a point to keep her eyes on his chest.
She knew she would scold herself for the rest of her life if she allowed herself to look down.
But damn, she was incredibly curious.
She wanted to see his-
"I figured that pizza wasn't enough to keep me company." Adrien murmured shyly, moving closing towards her and reaching for her waist. "I hope the offer still stands."
"Adrien! We're naked!" Marinette screeched, her heart pounding against her chest as Adrien drew her closer to his warm wet skin.
"Well, yeah. We don't shower with our clothes on." Adrien teased, his arms wrapping around her tightly and bringing her into a tight hug.
Marinette widened her eyes, her muscles trembling as she was pressed flush against his skin.
The young woman exhaled, feeling comfort where she was. It was indeed awkward at first and aside from them being totally naked, Marinette couldn't have felt more at peace.
Their relationship was certainly changing for the better and Marinette couldn't see it as taboo. They were married for goodness sake.
Marinette gasped, her doubt completely washing away as she felt Adrien's warm lips pressing against the side of her neck.
She closed her eyes, moving her head over just a little so she could give him more room to kiss her skin.
His tongue lightly danced across her skin shortly after his teeth gently picked at her delicate skin.
Marinette held on to him, her body growing warm as she recalled the night before. She remembered the way they held each other. She remembered the way his tongue touched her bottom lip, she remembered how desperate she had become only for him to deny her because she was drunk.
But she wasn't drunk this time and she remembered what she had asked him.
Marinette whimpered, her heart racing as Adrien moved his lips from her neck to the corner of her mouth. Her hands trembled as they rested against his shoulders and Marinette moved her head just a little to brush her lips against his.
The two remained silent, their lips lightly touching one another without engaging in a kiss.
Marinette opened her eyes, brushing her nose against his with a soft hum.
"I'm sober now, Adrien…"
A/N: Forewarning. Next chapter is complete 3,000 words of NSFW. If you're uncomfortable with any of these elements please don't bother reading and just skip or wait for the next update. Warnings will always be put in the beginning of each chapter in case anyone forgets, please don't say you haven't been warned because the story is rated M.
Another note, I will try to keep all exclusive love scenes in their own chapters just to keep the plot : NSFW ratio and because they could easily be removed in case anything happens (which I doubt) they'll be separate just for the moment.
Anyway, I'm hoping you guys like the story so far!
Until then, you've been warned for the next chapter.
