OK...

So here is a warning that scenes of a sexual encounter will happen between the two heroes.

I would like to acknowledge and thank the very talented GreenPaw for assisting with this scene and making it so much more than it was before editing.

Also, this is the first time I have published anything along these lines, so I am still a bit dubious about it. I hope you like it.

Enjoy ;)

Paris was in no danger tonight, as Ladybug approached her partner at the top of the Eiffel Tower after sweeping her area of the city. She released her yo-yo and shot up to the ledge where he was standing, his eyes fervently fixated on her when she landed, lips curling at the corners. Excitement in his eyes.

Fancy meeting you on this purfect evening," he greeted her. His smouldering eyes looking her up and down, admiring her luscious curves as she sashayed towards him.

"It's been the purfect day Kitty," she smiled up at him, taking in his greater height as she got up close and personal, looping her arms around his broad shoulders. Her hands relaxed, absently playing with the wayward blonde strands at the sides of his mask.

A twinkle of mischief shone in his eyes as he smirked at her."I've got an itch that needs scratching. Care to assist?" He pulled her closer, pressing her hips to his so she could feel his arousal through his leather.

"Of course Chaton," she winked just as playfully as she jumped to wrap her legs around his waist. As if he'd anticipated her move, Chat shifted to cup her buttocks in his hands, gently squeezing so she could feel the tips of his claws. Sighing into his concealed ear, Chat Noir felt a shiver of delight go through his body. But it was the heat he could feel radiating from her core which drew out a low throaty growl from between his clenched teeth.

Looking decidedly pleased with Chat's reaction, Ladybug whispered in his ear, making sure he would feel her warm breath on his skin again, "Catch me!" With that she leapt from his arms and jumped towards the ground, thrusting her yo-yo out.

Ladybug shot a glance over her shoulder to see the roguish smile upon her partner's face. And after leading him on a merry chase, Chat found her on a deserted balcony of Le Grand Paris. From the adjoining room, there were no lights on and neither of them could hear any sign of life on the other side of the French-doors. He was perched on a roof top adjacent to where she was standing, all the while Ladybug pretended she hadn't noticed his presence.

With the stealth of his namesake, Chat Noir sprang into action, landing silently on the rail behind Ladybug. But as he lunged towards her, she spun around grabbing him in return. The pair ended up in a tumble of intertwined limbs on the floor of the balcony. Somehow, Ladybug managed to be on top, straddling his hips. Leaning down, she slowly walked her hands over the contours of his muscles which were effortlessly defined by the tight leather of his suit.

"Got you, M'Lady," he whispered as her face lowered to his. Smiling up at her, Chat's hands gently moved around her back, one snaking down to finally grip her, the other rising up to cup her nape, pulling her closer until their lips met and pressed gently against each other. The burning intensity had Ladybug grinding against him and he let out a low moan.

"I've got you, Chaton," she whispered seductively against his mouth, and gently bit his bottom lip. They both groaned with lust for the other, yearning for more as he rolled her over to take the dominant position. Her legs were still wrapped around his hips while the bulge at his groin became more defined between them, responding to the heat radiating from her pussy. Both able to feel everything through the thin material of their suits.

"I want you now," she purred in his ear as he nibbled on her neck, their suits slowly dissolving to match their wearer's wants. Exposing patches of skin, the only parts left being their masks and hair accessories. Chat's arousal sprang free, seeking the dampness between Ladybug's legs and tempting them both as his tip touched her entrance.

The feel of his defined muscles touching her soft skin had Ladybug reaching between them to wrap her hand around his cock. Agile fingers explored his length, massaging him deliberately, while the pair kissed with their tongues passionately caressing. Soft moans escaped her mouth while she rubbed his broad head against her folds, teasing them both to the brink. He caressed her breast with one hand, kissing his way down to the other, taking her nipple with his mouth, nibbling and sucking causing Ladybug to gasp.

Chat smirked with male pride at how she was squirming below him, moving with passion at every touch, somehow as in sync now as they were when in combat. Anticipating the other's next move and complementing it with their own. When she positioned him right at her core, Chat knew what Ladybug wanted and he obliged with a tremendous thrust. The heroine threw her head back and squeezed him closer. Silently begging for more. Urging him to pump her harder, clawing at his back and gently nipping her teeth at his neck. They rolled over so Ladybug was now ridding him vigorously, her hips rocking as his fingers reaching down to play with her clit as she gyrated on his dick. Reaching her sweet spot, he knew she was close as he felt her inner walls close in around him.

"Come for me," he rasped softly.

Then Chat Noir dug his heels into the floor and gave one determined last thrust into her tight body. Ladybug bit into her bottom lip to stifle her rapturous cry, she collapsed on top of him, her body shaking with ecstasy as she came around him. Feeling her orgasm, Chat quickly followed suit climaxing hard, knowing he'd satisfied his partner. And more importantly, they shared the moment of utter bliss, panting, with perspiration covering their combined bodies.

Laying there, their miraculous attire returned simultaneously. Feeling cheeky, and also keen to keep the mood light, Ladybug began tickling her partner. A few giggles later and it became an exchange as they affectionately tickled each other softly.

"Chat," Ladybug started, "are you happy?"

"Most defurrnitely."

"Even though...this is just...this?"

"Yes, M'Lady."

Every now and then she checked to make sure the arrangement between them was still ok for him. It suited her perfectly as she didn't have time for mushy crap. She was happy with her friendship with him as Marinette and was content with what this was.

He didn't ask about her identity anymore, they flirted, had inside jokes and admired the stunning views Paris had to offer from time to time. What they had was theirs and theirs alone, it could not be intruded upon by anyone else.

"Your turn to pick where we end up next time." She winked and dinged his bell as they both sat up.

"I've got the purfect place in mind." He nudged her with his elbow.

"Fabulous," she turned to him with a soft smile, "remember I'll be out of...action...next week." She giggled as he looked away uncomfortably.

Getting up, they locked eyes and held each other's gaze. Chat Noir smirking at his partner, while Ladybug bit her lip coyly, both sets of eyes focused on the other.

"Thanks for scratching my itch, M'Lady." He placed a gentle kiss on her gloved hand.

"Thanks for fucking me hard, Kitty," she uttered softly while looking at him with sultry eyes, and they both headed off in their separate directions.