WARNING: CHAPTER CONTAINS EXTREMELY EXPLICIT SEXUAL CONTENT. PLEASE READ AT YOUR OWN DISCRETION.

I didn't die, covid and depression happened.

I forgot how to write


Marinette wished she could say that everything happened so fast.

But it didn't.

And that's what was the most crucial part of it all.

She felt everything.

Every kiss.

Every touch.

Every breath and every movement of his tongue as it passed against the sensitive button at the apex of her sex.

His skin was soft, his blonde hair felt soft between her fingers, and the gentle strokes of his tongue would have fooled Marinette into thinking that he had done this sort of thing before.

The young woman bit her lip, her legs quivering from around Adrien's shoulders. Marinette knew she was ready to have him, but the more she thought about it, the more she knew how nerve-wracking it could be.

But Marinette knew she was ready. There was no doubt anymore. She had been married to him for such a long time already and spent so much time with him. She got to know him, she got to understand him, he got to see the most vulnerable and intimate part of her.

They've been through so much together and Marinette knew that she really did love him. It went without a doubt that he had felt the same way too.

"A-Adrien-" Marinette breathed, her heart hammering away inside of her chest erratically. Her blue eyes lowered, and she was blessed by the sight of her tousled hair husband, sliding his tongue up from between her legs to beneath her navel.

"Was that too much?" He asked, his voice breathy as he moved his lips to her breasts where his tongue teased her nipples.

Marinette bit her lip, her brow furrowing as her fingers immediately tangled into his hair. She closed her eyes and pressed small kisses to the top of his head, but she was incredibly desperate to feel him.

This was a moment they both had been waiting for since the very first time they started to become intimate.

"Are you okay?"

His voice touched her ears ever so slightly, and Marinette immediately felt relaxed just by how gentle he was with her. She reached up, her fingers slowly moving through his soft blonde hair with depravity.

Marinette glanced up at him, the warmth beneath her skin rapidly. The blush contrasted evidently against her freckles and she couldn't shake the desire of curling into him.

"I-I'm okay..." she breathed, trembling as she could vividly feel his naked body against hers.

He was warm, and he was soft.

Marinette felt a strange sense of content. She had felt safe the moment he had swathed his arms around her and drew her body close.

They remained still, and Marinette could feel her heart pounding relentlessly within the confines of her chest.

Her fingers trembled as she caressed the nape of his neck, and her eyes closed delicately the moment she felt his lips touch her skin.

Adrien held her, his lips pressing gentle wet kisses down her neck before he paused at her clavicle. His brow furrowed, his body feeling warm as his tongue delicately snaked out from between his lips and ran across his smooth pale skin.

Adrien furrowed her brow, shivering as Marinette reacted with a slight tense and a whimper so erotic, it went straight to his crotch.

Adrien wondered if it was okay, despite the many times she consented, he couldn't help but worry about the potential of hurting her.

She was so warm, She was soft and she was wet.

Adrien almost felt the ache in his bones, he had wanted this for so long. There was no doubt that he did.

Adrien inhaled, his heart pounding relentlessly as he felt the soft skin of her thighs brush against his hips.

He reached down, his fingers sliding beneath the bend of her knee and guiding her leg around his hip, opening her up to him.

Marinette slipped her hands to his shoulders, trembling softly as he exposed her to him. Her fingers gripped onto him, her chest rising and falling with each breath she took. Her eyes screwed shut as Adrien positioned himself between her legs like a habit.

Marinette pressed her lips together, inhaling as the back of her thighs rested on his hips. She bit her lip, relaxing into the bedsheets as his fingers moved up the back of her thighs.

They both remained still, their breaths clashing against one another in the dark. The moonlight caressed their skin delicately, and Marinette was sure to relish in the warmth of his body, just as he was going to with her.

Marinette gripped onto his shoulders even tighter when he moved.

With a simple roll of his hips, Adrien was inside of her.

There was tension and it wasn't long before two gasps could be heard in the dark.

Hers, from the sudden intrusion.

His, from the way she tightly wrapped around him, holding him deep into her warmth.

Marinette cried out the moment Adrien held her tighter against him, and the trembling of her thighs from around him had become noticeable.

Adrien buried himself into her neck, his muscles tightened as she felt entirely too good. He nipped at her neck, a small moan escaping from the base of his throat.

He had never felt anything like it.

Sure, he had palmed himself to the thought of her inside their bathroom, but nothing could compare to the way her body felt deep within.

Marinette kissed his shoulder, her blush only deepening as she felt him throbbing inside of her. She rested her cheek against him, her breath rigid as she felt a bit of discomfort, but she wasn't in any pain.

The two remained still once more, allowing themselves to get used to the feeling of each other. Marinette pressed reassuring kisses to his neck, and the way his hips twitched between her thighs was amusing.

Perhaps what he had mentioned earlier about being a teen with ravaging hormones wasn't too far off base.

Adrien buried his face into her neck, his arms tightening around her immensely. She was so warm and so soft, the sensation of her body setting fireworks off into his head.

He listened to the way she breathed, he listened to the small whimpers that escaped her beautiful lips.

Adrien was completely submerged in her. It was a delightful feeling, it was better than anything he had ever felt before.

He continued to hold her in his arms, feeling the way her breasts pressed delicately against his chest.

Marinette furrowed her brow, the fast pace of her heart aching against the firm planes of her chest. Her toes curled into the bedsheets and she knew Adrien wanted to move.

Albeit being gentle, Marinette couldn't push aside the sensation of him adjusting himself between her thighs.

She held onto him, shivering as Adrien took the initiative to move within her. His hips rolled into hers delicately, earning a gasp from both of their mouths with delicacy.

Adrien was lost in her. She was warm, she was wet and she was incredibly soft. There were moments where he palmed himself to the thought of finally having her, but there was nothing in this world that could compare to the real thing.

He just wanted to hold her, every inch of her body inside and out felt entirely new to him. It was a sensation he wasn't sure he'd be able to get enough of.

He felt her quivering beneath him, he caught her breaths and small pants into his mouth, and Adrien couldn't help but let out a small little moan with each squeeze of her insides.

It was almost as if fireworks traveled up the length of his spine and completely exploded within the depths of his head

He was well aware of Marinette's fingers gripping onto his back, and he was more aware of how warm her thighs were beside his hips. The sound of his heart pounding in his ears, overthrew the sounds of his breathing as his mouth hovered gently over hers.

Marinette whimpered, tensing as Adrien began to move. His hips rolled softly into hers, sending her heart flying. There was a way in which he held her, that made the butterflies in her stomach ignite.

She felt him reach deep inside her, and Marinette couldn't help but find joy in it.

Her arms slowly moved up, wrapping around his neck and drawing him closer.

Adrien sealed his mouth against hers, his brow furrowing as he moved his hips delicately.

Their bodies trembled against one another and Adrien delicately slipped his tongue into her mouth.

Marinette welcomed him, her breasts pressing firmly against his chest as her body moved against his. Her hands traveled into his hair, gently tangling themselves into his soft blonde strands.

Her lips remained slated against his, and Marinette whimpered, never experiencing a kiss as deep as this one.

There was a feeling deep inside of her, a feeling of love, happiness, and complete relief.

She had her love in her arms. He loved her, she had loved him and he didn't love anyone else. There had been some up and downs between them, and there were a lot of misunderstandings, but they always found a way to work it out somehow. They always found a way to get back to each other.

Marinette couldn't express a time she had ever felt something like this with Felix, or Luka, not with anyone she had ever had a relationship with before.

It was only then that Marinette realised how much he truly meant to her and how madly in love she was with him. It was irrevocable. There was a trust and bond between them that ran deeper than the blood she had pulsating inside of her veins.

In that sense, losing her virginity to him didn't hurt or made her uncomfortable, no matter how much he had picked up the pace. Marinette realised that it actually felt quite enjoyable.

Adrien moaned into her mouth, his lips withdrawing from hers before he buried his face into her neck.

Marinette held on to him, her breath escaping her flushed lips in jagged patterns as she could feel the depravity of Adrien's desperation.

She never experienced this sensation before, but she had read about it in many graphic romance novels when she was a teen.

The eager flexing of Adrien's hips between her thighs noted nothing more than him losing himself in the sensation of her body, and his eagerness for his release permeated through his rigid breathing and jagged movements.

Marinette furrowed her brow, subtly digging her fingers into his shoulder blades before she timidly hid her face against his shoulder. His damp warm skin pressed flush against hers, and in that moment Marinette was well aware of a warm sensation deep inside of her.

Adrien shivered between her thighs, almost as if he had been drawn from ice, and the broken whimpers he dispelled in Marinette's ears only proved his ineptitude of remaining composed.

Marinette tightened her thighs around him, breathing out as Adrien twitched and emptied inside of her. Her cheeks remained warm, and she slowly felt the warmth pulsate around the rest of her body.

Adrien's breath grew rigid, and as his eyes squeezed shut, all he could actually see were stars that brightened from behind his lids.

Her arms loosened their grip from around him and Marinette could slowly feel herself sink into the bed.

Her mind was just as clouded as her vision. She had never imagined in a million years that her first time would be this interesting.

She knew it wasn't what the movies made it seem, but she wouldn't have it any other way.

He felt warm and inviting. She knew that allowing herself to be with Luka or Felix in this way certainly wouldn't mean as much to her.

A small blush brewed onto her skin and Marinette could slowly feel her consciousness float back to the surface.

Her heart squeezed in her chest as Adrien moved, his hands slowly moved down her thighs and a small gasp escaped her wet lips as he gently guided her legs across his shoulders.

She rested against the bed, breathing softly as she had become completely exposed to him.

Adrien pressed the back of her thighs to his skin and began to move into her once more.

Marinette gripped on to the bedsheets below her with a racing heart. She gasped, feeling him sink deeper and deeper inside of her.

She exhaled as Adrien nearly bent her in half, the position of her legs slumped over his shoulders quite intense. Her breasts bounced delicately with each thrust and Marinette had started to feel a warm sensation deep within herself.

Adrien allowed her legs to fall into the bend of his elbows as he got lost in the warm soft sensation of her body.

He could only feel her grow wetter and wetter, and Adrien was sure he was about to become undone once more.

Marinette gasped, gripping onto the bedsheets beneath her as she was soon greeted by the warm sensation of his release.

"A-Adrien..." she breathed, her heart squeezing within the confines of her chest as she tended. The butterflies in her stomach quickly ignited, and Marinette had begun to feel light-headed.

Adrien moaned softly, sweat beading at the base of his neck the moment she felt the warm sensation of her insides gripping tightly onto him, sending an overwhelming sensation of pleasure to ride throughout his body.

He relaxed, allowing her legs to gently fall at his hips once more. He bit his lip, his muscles tightening once more as his orgasm started to radiate throughout his hips.

His lips touched her neck delicately and Marinette barely had time to understand the situation before Adrien had held on to her hips.

The blonde carefully lifted Marinette from the bed, guiding her on to his lap with ease.

Marinette was completely spent, her legs naturally spilled across his hips. The young woman rested her head against his shoulders, her arms lazily draped from around him.

Her brow furrowed and she exhaled, her heart racing once more as she could vividly feel Adrien grow hard inside of her once more.

She inwardly chuckled, gathering the strength to wrap her arms around him.

Adrien slowly traced her spine with his fingertips, allowing both of them to remain still.

"A-Are you okay?" Marinette asked, pressing small kisses to his neck as the entire situation felt completely surreal.

Marinette was sure that she was dreaming. She exhaled, her body shivering as Adrien touched her. She kept her eyes closed, her chest pressed tautly against his.

Adrien continued to hold on to his hip, his breath growing rigid as he began to move her on to him.

Marinette gasped, her nails digging into his skin the moment she felt him sink deeper inside of her.

Almost immediately, both Adrien and Marinette could feel the spark ignite back in their bodies.

Marinette whimpered, complying with him as she pressed her knees against the bed, moving along with him.

Adrien wrapped his arms around her waist, drawing her closer and encouraging her.

Marinette was more than happy to comply, she moved her hips eagerly against him, feeling his warmth deep inside of her.

She wasn't sure how many rounds they were planning to go- but she certainly had no complaints.

Adrien had been the only person to dispel any feelings of hesitation or doubt, especially when it came to an intimate situation like this one.

Marinette buried her face into his neck, her body trembling as Adrien's grip on her only grew tighter and tighter.

She had only been through it one time before, but she knew that when he became more visceral and desperate, it was almost time for his release.

But it felt so good.

Marinette whimpered, her voice clashing in with his moans as she rode the desperation of Adrien's thrust with need. She lifted her head, her hand slowly reaching into his hair and tugging the thick strands.

She had never been to this level of ecstasy before. Marinette was always afraid of her first time being uncomfortable, but she never thought it could equate to something like this.

Perhaps when opening herself up to someone she loved and completely trusted had created a whole new center of gravity.

While it was a little awkward at first, Marinette couldn't have felt more comfortable and warm than she did at this very moment.

"A-Adrien-" Marinette whined, her voice spiking up each time Adrien was somehow able to sink deeper inside of her. "I-It...it feels so good." She breathed, her legs trembling around him as she was soon pushed to the brink of pure ecstasy.

Adrien was able to reach deep into the sensitive area within the confines of her body. He was certainly the first person to take route into her body, and Marinette was sure he'd be the only person she would be able to find pleasure in.

Adrien bit his lip, his brow furrowing as he felt her tighten around him, his heart pounded against his chest and he exhaled.

He began to tremble against his wife, almost as if he was drawn from a bath of ice and he finally came.

His lips remained on her shoulder as he twitched and emptied inside of her.

He breathed, keeping her close.

Adrien couldn't open his eyes, but he had no intention of letting her go, despite how spent he was.

He was afraid that if he had let her go, she'd somehow disappear.

Marinette nearly went limp against him, twitching slightly as she could feel Adrien release inside of her before he went completely limp.

She smiled, a deep blush on her lips as their damp skin remained pressed on one another.

The moonlight caressed both of them, and Marinette was grateful that she didn't have school the next day. She had hoped with everything inside of her that this wouldn't be a dream.

The two remained still, caressing and holding each other in the sounds of their synchronized breathing. Marinette was ready to fall asleep in his arms.

"Did I hurt you?" Adrien asked, his voice quivering as he was slowly returning to earth from his powerful orgasm. "I-I realised that I've gotten a little carried away..."

Marinette chuckled, her breath drawing from her chest in deep huffs she tried to catch her breath.

"You didn't hurt me," Marinette breathed before she slowly drew back to cup his face within the palm of her hand. "It was perfect..."

Adrien glanced up at her, his green eyes sought hers in the dark, and naturally closed the moment Marinette leaned forward to seal the night with a soft and gentle kiss.