Adrien sighed as he walked through the line and grabbed his snack, which was a banana and a piece of toast with peanut butter on it. He sighed as he sat down at a table with it. Marinette sat in front of him and watched him poke at the toast.
"I have fifteen minutes to eat this." Adrien ran his hand through his hair and slammed his elbow down as he spun his tray different ways. "Then I have to meet my father. I hate this."
Marinette watched his hand tremble and she grabbed it. He peered up at her as he tugged his hair. She noticed how stands fell out in his hand and he groaned and shook them onto the ground.
She became concerned for him. Marinette grabbed the banana and began to peel it. She broke off a piece and held it out to him. He raised an eyebrow at her as she rolled her eyes and went to his side of the table.
He watched her with a confused expression as she held it out again. "You're gonna feed me?" He burst out in a short laugh as she nodded.
Adrien sighed and parted his lips as she put the bite into his mouth. He didn't chew it, only moved it around from one cheek to the next as he fought himself. Marinette shook her head and touched his face. She couldn't think of how to make him eat it. She just knew that he needed to. That it would make him better.
Only one thought came to her mind and it made her heart beat faster each time it went through her head. Although, a huge part of her wanted to know what his lips felt like. Were they as soft as they appeared? She licked her lips and watched the light catch the gold flecks in his eyes. Marinette felt like she could sink into them like a deep forest and run free. He was her freedom. Her sanity and he kept her more stable than anyone else. She closed her eyes and took a deep breath as she leaned towards him.
His eyes widened as she captured his lips with her own and he quickly chewed and swallowed to clear his mouth as she parted her lips and ran her tongue along his bottom lip.
He touched the small of her back and ran his tongue along hers. She broke the kiss off short and he made a complaining sound. Marinette pulled another bite off and held it out. "You seriously made a game out of this?"
Marinette shrugged with a blush and he shook his head. He took the piece of banana from her and touched her chin. She parted her lips as he ran his thumb along her bottom one. Adrien placed the piece against them and she used her teeth to hold it there.
Adrien smirked and leaned in, stealing the banana piece from her and kissing her at the same time. Marinette sighed as he cleared his mouth to kiss her like he meant it. She clutched at his arms as he swirled his tongue around hers, brushing his lips against her soft ones. Adrien broke the kiss and smirked at her. "How long can you keep this game up?"
Marinette swooned from his kisses as he placed another piece between her swollen lips. She leaned in while she stared at him through her dark lashes. Adrien smirked and touched her chin with his index finger and thumb. He slowly licked around the bite and parted his lips as she pushed the banana piece into his mouth.
He pocketed it in his cheek and tangled his fingers into her hair, pulling her into his lap. He broke the kiss to chew the bite and swallow it; before, he pulled her closer. Marinette slammed her palm down on the table and slowly curled her fingers into her palm, feeling her nails press into her soft skin.
She moaned and rolled her hips as he ran his tongue along hers and brushed his lips against hers. He ran his hands down her lower back to her rounded behind and squeezed.
She softly moaned and bit her nails into his left bicep. Adrien groaned and Nurse Bustier cleared her throat.
Adrien stopped kissing her and helped Marinette out of his lap. "Sorry." Adrien ran a hand through his hair as Marinette hid in her hair and blushed as her face grew hot and her heart raced in her chest.
Her body felt like a live wire with how it buzzed and how the heat pooled between her thighs as she became confused about what she was feeling. She clutched at her chest as panic set in.
Adrien leaned into her ear and whispered. "You okay?"
Marinette nodded as she pressed her hands between her thighs and fidgeted on her seat. She secretly pressed her pinkies between her thighs, realizing how good it felt to touch there.
Adrien slowly forced himself to eat the rest of his snack and left to get it checked, so that he could put the tray and plate away. He walked back to see a trembling Marinette.
"Adrien. Nathalie is here to see you." Nurse Bustier smiled and told Marinette that she could go to her room because his father had requested him to see him alone.
Marinette watched a nervous Adrien follow Nurse Bustier. She then got up and walked to their room. She opened the door and shut it as she clutched her chest.
She peered at her bed and then at the door, seeing if anyone was around. Marinette laid down on the bed as a tingling sensation set in between her thighs. She threw the blanket on top of herself and began to run her hand between her thighs and along her zipper. She softly gasped as she teased herself through the thick pink denim. She closed her eyes and bent her knees. She parted her thighs and gave up, undoing the zipper.
She had no idea what she was doing and only knew the concept of it all, but she knew that if she didn't she would explode. Or rather, she felt like she would. Marinette panted as she undid her pants and slid her hand over her white lace panties. Marinette felt how soaked they were and it shocked her. She had never been that wet and it confused her.
She ran her finger along her slit and gasped as she parted her thighs more and raised her hips to meet her hand as she thought about Adrien kissing her again.
She slipped her hand beneath her panties as she realised that it wasn't enough. Marinette swirled her fingertip around her swollen clit and slipped it down her folds until she reached her tight opening. It was soaked with arousal and she dipped her finger in, only to bring it out and see how it glistened in the light. Her chest rose and fell as she returned her finger to where it was. She slowly slipped her finger in and out of her tight sex and used her other finger to tease her clit. She bucked her hips and softly gasped as she peered over at his bed and thought about him watching her. How he'd lower his eyelids and part his lips. How his cheeks would turn peach from watching her. How his cock would harden in his jeans and what it would look like. How it would feel inside her. Marinette felt herself near the edge and she, silently, cried out his name as she let herself fall over the peak.
She panted as she caught her breath, leaving her finger inside as she slowed her circles on her, bringing herself down from heaven and back to hell.
Marinette licked her lips and removed her hands, redoing her pants and grabbing her tablet to write her feelings down; before, her parents got there.
000
Adrien sat down in a chair across from Nathalie at a round table. She held a tablet in her hands, as usual. He crossed his arms and scoffed as she turned it around, showing his father on the screen.
"Hello, son." Gabriel spoke with little interest. "How are they treating you? Better than I did, I hope?"
Adrien looked away and didn't meet his eyes, not saying much.
"How are you liking the food? Is it adequate for you? You know that once you're out of there you're going to have to go back to working out with your personal trainer. I won't have you not fitting into my ensembles. I don't have time to tailor all of your old clothing. Plus you know how hard it is to take things out rather than in." Gabriel went on and on about his brand. "I hope you are done putting on this act. I have a show to plan for and I need you in it. So, stop pretending and act proper so that you can come home!" Gabriel scolded Adrien as he glared through the device.
Adrien bit his nails into his palms and rubbed his wrists against the sides of his chair until he found a jagged edge. He started to saw his right wrist against it, feeling the sting and rip of his flesh. Endorphins rushed through his veins as he began to feel a little better.
"Stop acting like such a child and act like an Agreste! I don't have time for you to be playing mentally ill!" Gabriel burst out and ran his hand through his hair as he calmed his voice. "Now, I have a few photographers headed your way to take photos of different outfits that I need for a spring portfolio. They should be there in two days. You're lucky that there is a beautiful garden there that isn't befitting of that wonderful insane asylum. You will pose and take photos in the clothes. You WILL NOT throw a fit! And you will SMILE like you DAMN WELL mean it! Do I make myself clear?"
"Crystal." Adrien swallowed hard as he continued to scrape his wrist against the metal, causing blood to drip onto the tile floor.
"I can already see the weight gain in your jawline and cheeks. Do you have any idea how that can jeopardize my brand? My image? My name? Remember who you are, Adrien! You are Gabriel. You are an Agreste. You are my perfect son. Do you want to let me down? Don't you want me to be happy?" Gabriel's voice became more and more furious.
Adrien felt the anger fill up his soul as Plagg appeared again.
"Oooo…. What's this? Daddy is back. Beautiful… you know he's right? You have gained a few pounds." Plagg began to touch Adrien's face and stomach. "Yep, I can see it now… you'll be out of 27s and into 40s soon. Probably should throw up that snack you had earlier. It's showing on you." Plagg snickered and swirled around him, turning everything black with fog.
"I'm done talking to you. They'll be there in a couple days with the outfits." The screen went black and Nathalie got up to leave him, heaving and breathing hard with anger.
As soon as the door shut, Adrien got up and threw his chair. He tipped the table over and screamed. Adrien fled to the trash can and proceeded to make himself throw up what little he ate.
Tears streamed down his face as he burst out into tears and two attendants came in to grab him and yank his jeans down on one side of his hips to jam a needle in. Adrien screamed and fought against them as he felt himself pass out.
"God, I'm getting tired of this bullshit." One of the men spoke as they took Adrien back to his room.
000
Marinette heard the door open and watched them drag an unconscious Adrien into the room. They put him on the bed and one of them grabbed restraints and slapped them onto his wrists and ankles.
"I need a drink." One of them spoke as they left Marinette alone with him.
She threw the tablet across her bed and rushed over to him. Marinette ran her fingertips along his face and brushed his damp hair from his face. Marinette peered at his right wrist and how it was caked in dry blood. Tears fell from her eyes as she pressed her lips below the restraint. She crawled on the other side of him and wrapped her arm over his stomach as she rested her head against his shoulder. She peered up at him and sighed as she put her leg over his hips.
Marinette laid there and fell asleep. She was suddenly woken up by a flailing and panicking Adrien. Marinette held onto him tighter and clenched her eyes shut as he panted and fought against her.
She sat up and straddled him, holding his forearms down with her hands as he shook his head back and forth to cry and scream. Marinette suddenly held his head still and covered his lips with her own to quiet him.
Adrien stopped struggling and calmed down as the shadows faded and Plagg disappeared again. His breathing slowed down and his heartrate calmed as she parted her lips against his. He sighed and softly moaned as he mirrored her and let her dip her tongue between his lips. She felt him flex between her thighs and she blushed as she slipped her fingers into his damp hair and put her weight onto her forearms as she put her body flat against his.
Adrien raised his hips to meet hers and she moaned as she kissed him harder and more vigorously. He struggled with wanting to touch her when he couldn't. Marinette broke the kiss and rested her forehead against his, closing her eyes and panting as she felt herself become aroused again.
"I'm sorry." Adrien hid in his hair as he caught his breath. "So, sorry."
Marinette shook her head and ran her soft hands up his arms, from his biceps, along his forearms, and laced her fingers with his as she laid down along his body again. His breath caught in his throat as she brushed herself against the bulge in his jeans.
"Can you- Can you do me a favor?" Adrien blushed as he situated his hips.
Marinette blushed as she realized what he wanted. She let go of his hands and sat up on his lap. He groaned as more of her weight bared down on his cock. She cringed and got off of him and sat beside him with her fingers curled into fists against her mouth.
"Just move it to the left. Please." Adrien tried to move his cock by moving his hips, slightly, but it wasn't doing much. "It's okay. You don't have to."
Marinette shook her head and swallowed hard as she stood up and grabbed the blanket from her bed. She came back over and he gave her a confused expression.
She laid down beside him and slid her hand along the waistband of his jeans. His chest rose and fell as she threw the blanket over their heads. Marinette peered up at him and noticed how he stared at her hand, grazing his soft skin as she raised his shirt slightly.
"What are you-" Adrien was silenced by her finger on his lips.
Marinette slowly ran her hand down his body, feeling how his ribs stood out and how his hip bones jutted out against his bruised skin. She stopped at the button on his jeans.
He quietly moaned as she ran her fingertips beneath the band, teasing him. Adrien felt himself harden more and become more aroused with a carnal need that only one thing could satisfy.
"No time." Adrien whispered as she popped the button on his jeans and slowly slid the zipper down.
Marinette smirked up at him and slid her hand beneath the waistband of his black boxer briefs. She bit her bottom lip and pulled the fabric away from his skin, causing his cock to go up and against his pelvis. He licked his lips and situated his hips as she touched her fingertips along the length of him.
His skin was warm and soft. She ran her fingers along him, experimentally feeling where his shaft ended and his head began. Marinette blushed and watched his lust filled expression as she explored him with her fingertips, causing him to softly moan deep within his chest as he watched her. Marinette giggled as she pulled her hand away and redid his jeans.
"Tease." Adrien smirked at her and she giggled, pulling the blanket off their faces.
"Marinette, your parents are here." Nurse Bustier opened the door to see Marinette sitting beside Adrien with rose hued cheeks. "Ready?"
Marinette nodded and left Adrien alone in the bedroom, watching her leave with heavy breaths as his cock throbbed. "That girl's gonna be the death of me." He chuckled under his breath as the door shut and he slowly turned his attention to the framed photo of her family. "You're daughter's trouble." He shook his head and laughed harder at himself.
000
Tom and Sabine sat at a table when Marinette was let into the room. She sat down in the chair across from them and noticed how her mother cried and dabbed her eyes with a tissue. A box of them sat between them and she started to count the dots on the side that was facing her. One. Two. Three. Four. Five. One. Two. Three. Four. Five. One. Two. Three-
"Marinette?" Tom interrupted her pattern to softly speak her name. "How are you doing sweetheart?"
Marinette shrugged and sat on her hands, causing them to become numb. She worried her bottom lip and tried to go back to counting the dots. One. Two. Three. Four. Five. One. Two. Three. Four. Adrien's moans began to invade her thoughts and her cheeks flushed.
"Marinette?" Tom tried again and she shook her head to bring herself back.
Marinette nodded to answer that she was okay.
"The bakery is doing well. We have orders like no tomorrow. Some of our regulars miss you though." Tom warmly smiled and Marinette went back to counting. One. Two. Three. Four. Five. Ah… Adrien's moans invaded her thoughts again. His panting. How his cock was warm against her hand. Her hand felt hot as she remembered what he felt like against her skin. How his lips felt against hers and she rubbed her thighs together as she sifted in her seat.
"She's not going to talk, Tom." Sabine sobbed and tried to catch her breath.
"Just give her a moment." Tom touched her arm and Sabine hiccuped.
One. Two. Three. Ah Marinette… One. Two. Harder. One. Like that. Marinette shook her head and hit her forehead to try and clear her thoughts.
"Honey. We're trying to help you. We just want to hear your sweet voice again. It's so frustrating to see you this way." Sabine burst out and Marinette sat with her head down. One. Two. Three. Four. Five. One. Two. Three. Four. Five. Ah… Marinette…
Marinette touched her lips as she got lost in his kiss and how he spoke her name under his breath.
"She's not going to talk today." Sabine sighed and wiped her eyes with a tissue.
"Just know that we love you, sweetheart." Tom warmly smiled as he helped Sabine stand up from the table.
Marinette tangled her fingers together as she got lost in counting again. One. Two. Three. Four. Five.
"You dirty… dirty girl." Tikki smirked as she swirled around Marinette like a red smoke.
Marinette swallowed hard as she raised her trembling red hands in front of her face.
"Unclean…" Tikki let her voice loop and fade in the back of Marinette's mind.
She gasped and felt tears come to her eyes. "What happened to that little innocent girl, hm? Not so innocent is she?" Tikki giggled as she wrapped around Marinette's head and covered her lips with her spindly fingers.
Marinette brought her knees to her chest and rocked back and forth as Nurse Bustier came in. "Oh baby…" Bustier sighed and placed her hands on her shoulders. "C'mon, let's get you back to your room."
Marinette pushed her hands from her shoulders and squeaked. Bustier sighed and crouched down to her level. "You're okay. Remember? Adrien is there. He's waiting for you." Nurse Bustier smiled at her and Marinette shook her head. "Don't you want to see him, love?"
Marinette peered up at her with tear filled eyes, scratching at her arms, causing blood to bubble up in jagged lines. She felt dirty and guilty.
Nurse Bustier sighed again and called for the attendants to come in and help her out. "I'm sorry, hun."
Marinette felt a sting in her hip before everything went black.
She woke up in her bed with little recognition other than bandages on her arms. Marinette blinked as she slowly turned her head to see Adrien's bed was empty. She sat up and ran her hands along her sheets, searching around her frantically.
Marinette ran out of their room and down the hall in a panic. Nurse Bustier stopped her as she noticed her running around frantically. "Hey, sh, sh. He's in therapy." Nurse Bustier tried to calm her down by softly brushing her hands down her arms. "He's in therapy. Why don't you go hang out with Alya in the common area until he's done, yeah?" Nurse Bustier smiled and Marinette nodded. "Okay. Everything is okay. He's okay."
Marinette nodded and slowly took a deep breath; before, she walked to the common area.
All of the other patients were sitting at tables, on the couches watching TV, or playing board games. Marinette heard them scream out as some of them won.
Alya ran up to her and grabbed her hand. "C'mon! Come play with us!" She giggled and pulled Marinette to a table where Nino was dealing out cards.
"Alright, everyone bet." Nino called out and everyone threw in papers with written things on them. "Better be your vanilla ice cream."
Everyone laughed and Marinette smiled as she took a seat. Alya passed her a piece of paper and a crayon. "Go on, bet."
Marinette shakily took the crayon and wrote something down; before, she added it to the pot in the middle of the table.
"Alright…!" Nino shifted his invisible hat out of habit and began to play the dealer.
Adrien walked into the room as Marinette secured a win and pulled all of the bets towards her.
"Deal again." Kim hit the table with his fist and Nino called for bets.
Marinette peered over her shoulder and blushed as she watched him walk out to the smoking porch with a cigarette between his lips. Alya smiled at Marinette with a concerned expression. "Go, girl. I'll save your spot. Not promising I'll win or keep your pot, but I can try." Alya warmly spoke into the other girl's ear.
Marinette pushed away from the table and ran out towards Adrien, running into his back and wrapped her arms around him as he blocked the wind from his flame. He nearly dropped the match from the impact of her body on his. "You're gonna make me drop my shit." Adrien chuckled as he waved the match out, speaking past the white cancer stick.
She noticed his bandaged wrist as he pulled the cigarette from his lips. She touched it and ran her thumb along the white bandage as he watched her. Ashes fell from the end of his cigarette and he sighed.
"Jagged chair." Adrien waited for her to let his wrist go and put his coping mechanism to his lips. "You?"
Marinette gripped his arm with her nails and he nodded turning up towards the clouds. "Ah. Been there." Adrien chuckled and leaned on the banister with his forearms. "This place sucks. I want out, but I don't? Does that make sense?" Adrien winced and looked over at her as she touched the banister beside him and tried to see the sky how he did.
She nodded and let the sun warm her face, while the cool breeze caressed it. Marinette sighed as she slowly opened her eyes. She wanted to talk to him as much as he wanted to hear her voice, but she was scared. Scared of what he would say if she did. Scared of him making fun of her.
"You know I would never make fun of you right?" Adrien peered over at her with a warm smile. "That you can talk to me?" He rolled his eyes. "With your voice, I mean."
Marinette softly giggled and shook her head as the fear of being judged took her under it's waves.
"One day." Adrien nudged her and she scoffed. "Or not, but I have a feeling that you will."
Marinette rolled her eyes and Adrien touched a strand of her hair that was falling into her face. Her lips parted as her cheeks flushed. "You really are beautiful, you know that?"
Marinette shook her head in denial of how she looked. She felt hideous and awkward.
Adrien stubbed out his cigarette and touched her face, smiling warmly at her. He leaned towards her and captured her lips with his own. She turned her body as he let one of his hands slide down her spine and caress her lower back.
Marinette went limp in his arms as he pulled her closer, deepening the kiss. She clutched the banister with her hand and softly moaned.
Adrien broke the kiss and smirked down at her as he rested his forehead against hers. "God, I never get tired of that sweet sound emanating from your lips. Do it again, for me." Adrien nuzzled his nose against her neck and softly pressed kisses along her pulse point, nibbling.
Marinette gasped and clutched to him instead of the wooden banister as he lavished her neck. She peered over to see Alya watching her with a smirk. She pushed him to be more out of view of the doors and he stumbled backwards.
"What?" Adrien felt his back hit the wood railing and turned his attention to their audience. "Oh." He blushed and ran his hand through his hair.
Marinette giggled and pressed herself against him. She captured his lips with her own and he got lost in her again. He intertwined his fingers with hers and moaned against her mouth.
"You're doing it again…" Tikki spoke in a sing song voice, causing Marinette to gasp and pull away from Adrien.
She touched her lips and panicked as she stepped backwards away from him.
"Hey, wait. Marinette?" Adrien reached out to her as he took a few steps forward.
Marinette shook her head and clenched her eyes tight as she felt the banister hit her in the back. She crouched down and hid behind her hands as she curled into herself.
"Hey, hey, hey. Look at me." Adrien crouched down in front of her and touched her forearms. "Marinette."
Marinette continued to shake her head as she stopped being able to breathe.
"Dirty… unclean… guilty… whore… Slut…" Tikki swirled around her in a red smoke and covered her mouth with her long fingers again.
"Marinette." Adrien pulled at her hands and she held strong against him. He growled and scooped her up. "I'm not letting them drug you up again."
Marinette froze up and didn't move as she cried. He quickly snuck her past everyone back to their room. Adrien opened the door and kicked it closed as he sat on her bed with her in his lap. He brushed her hair from her face as she kept her palms over her eyes, sobbing.
"Look." Adrien grabbed her tablet and pushed it at her. "Talk to me. Please?" He begged her with his voice as she continued to break down.
Adrien sighed as she continued to panic and soon the screaming started from her lips. "Shit." Adrien pulled her hands from her eyes, winning against her. He covered her lips with his palm, letting her scream. "Shh... " He whispered into her ear and began to softly hum.
Marinette panted and stopped screaming as she blinked. Her heart raced in her chest as he panic slowly calmed.
"Ready to talk?" Adrien stared into her swollen eyes and she nodded as her body trembled. She touched his hand and he took it away from her mouth.
Adrien picked up her tablet to hand it to her again. "Please? I won't judge you."
Marinette nodded with a sniff and began to write in the art app with a trembling finger.
Adrien ran his fingers through her hair and began to braid it as she wrote, while her body trembled. "Relax… deep breaths…" Adrien tried to get her to calm down more.
Marinette shoved the tablet at him and hid her face from him. Adrien kissed her shoulder and took the tablet to read it.
"Tikki keeps telling me I'm dirty and that kissing you and touching you makes me a whore. That I'm a slut for feeling weird?" Adrien raised an eyebrow and set the tablet down. "Okay, I have two questions… Don't get upset. I don't mean anything by this but… who's Tikki and what weird feeling?"
Marinette blushed and curled up more in his lap. Adrien sighed and set the tablet beside him as he picked her up and rotated her to face him. He pulled her hands away from her face and touched her cheeks. "I have something or someone? A thing. I don't know what it is, but it's name is Plagg. And sometimes… he shows up before I black out. He tells me things. Thoughts? Looping thoughts?" Adrien shook his head. "Whatever you want to call it. Is that a Tikki?"
Marinette swallowed hard and wanted the Earth to take her into its core and melt her down. She nodded and took the table from him and began to write.
Adrien took it when she was done and read it. "She is what I call my looping negative thoughts." Adrien nodded and licked his lips, "Gotcha. Plagg is mine, but he can make everything go black and I lose myself. I've never told anyone about it before." He was shocked that he spoke about it out loud. Adrien never had before.
Marinette grabbed the tablet again to write more. She passed it back to him and chewed on her nail on her index finger.
Adrien cleared his throat and read it. "Me either." He passed her tablet back to her and wrapped his arms around her. "So, what weird feeling? I feel like that's more of the issue here."
Marinette worried her bottom lip and hid again from him. She scribbled down the words, I'm embarrassed. Adrien sighed and rubbed the back of his neck. "Can I- hmm…" Adrien touched his lips as he held back. "I'm going to- this is awkward." Adrien chuckled at himself as he tried to put the words together.
She blushed harder as he froze up and tried to piece it all together. "Sorry, I'm not laughing at you. I'm laughing at myself. Okay…" Adrien took a deep breath as he tried to calm himself down. "I'm going to assume… weird means… the feeling you get when I do this?" Adrien slowly brushed her hair away from her neck, grazing his nails against her skin.
She gasped and bit her bottom lip as he trailed his fingers back down along her shoulder. "The feeling that settles in the pit of your stomach and travels down between your thighs." Adrien whispered as he watched her react to his soft touches. He felt his cock harden in his jeans as he watched her gasp and arch her back.
Marinette nodded and whimpered as he brushed his fingers along her side and down her thigh. He touched her hand and interlocked his fingers with hers. "Here. Don't freak out." Adrien softly spoke as he brought her hand between her thighs and ran it along his jeans. "You do the same to me. It's normal and a part of life. You're not a slut or a whore because I make you feel that way."
She caressed him with her hand and hid in her hair as he continued to speak to her. "We're only human. Just because you're not the innocent little girl you once were… doesn't make you any less of a person. We age and grow up. If we stayed young forever... we'd never change or progress. We'd never get better, stronger." Adrien took her hands into his and brought them to his lips. "I really wish you'd talk. I know I say it a lot… but I truly, deeply, want to hear you speak."
Marinette swallowed hard and peered up at him through her hair. She wrapped her arms around his neck and captured his lips with her own. He sighed and moaned against her lips as she pushed him back on the bed.
Adrien hit his head on the wall and winced. "Ow." He touched his head and laughed as she covered her mouth with an apologetic expression. Adrien laughed harder and moved them to be the right way on the bed. "I'm okay." He chuckled and pulled her down to kiss him again. Marinette parted her lips in a gasp and he dipped his tongue between them. He slid his hand up her torso and along the curve of one of her breasts.
Marinette moaned as he broke the kiss to touch her cheek as he caught his breath. "I need to ask you something. I feel weird doing this with you when we're not officially together…" Adrien rubbed the back of his neck as he peered up at her. "So…"
Marinette nodded and captured his lips again. Adrien softly moaned and pressed his hips up to meet hers as he grabbed her hips. She gasped as she rolled her hips, using him to slowly bring herself to the edge. Her thighs trembled as he pulled her back down to kiss her, brushing his lips and tongue against hers in a heady kiss.
She gasped and softly mewled against his mouth. "Say it." Adrien whispered the words past his lips as he bit her bottom lip and tugged on it, nearing the edge himself with each brush of her body against his. "Please."
Marinette shook her head as she clenched his shoulders with her nails and trembled as her orgasm leaned over the precipice.
"Please." Adrien begged her as he kissed her gently, coaxing her with his hips. "Just once. Let me hear my name on your lips."
Marinette felt tears burn the edges of her eyes as she clenched his shirt into her fists. Adrien groaned and lifted his hips once more, pushing her over the edge as she ground out her orgasm against his hard cock through his tight jeans. Adrien pulled her down by her hips and rubbed himself against her, causing himself to go over the edge. He panted and gasped against her lips as they used each other to silence one another.
Marinette panted and let his shirt go as she rolled off of him and cried. Adrien pulled her towards himself and held her to his chest. "It's okay. I'm sorry."
She shook her head and pushed him away, slightly. Marinette touched his face and brushed his cheeks with her thumbs as she warmly smiled at him. Adrien peered at her with a saddened expression and Marinette worried her bottom lip. She sat up and grabbed her tablet to write. Marinette passed him it and he read it out loud. "No, don't be sorry. I'm sorry that I couldn't say it. That I'm afraid to." Adrien set it down and smiled for her. "It's okay. Really." He hugged her and ran his fingers through her hair. Marinette cuddled with him for a bit; before, he spoke in a soft voice. "I need to go shower."
Marinette nodded as he stood up. Adrien grabbed clothes and walked towards the door. He peered over his shoulder, touching the side of the door. "Are you going to be okay?"
Marinette nodded and waved with a smile and he sighed as he punched the door frame with his fist; before, he left her alone.
Adrien sighed as he ran his hand through his hair. He walked to the bathroom and walked up to the attendant there. The man handed him a razor and watched him stand in front of the sink and shave his face, among other things.
At this point, Adrien was used to them watching him use a razor properly. Used to them watching him strip down to get into the shower. But that didn't mean that he didn't crack a joke whenever they watched him.
Adrien grabbed the hem of his shirt and smirked at the man in the bathroom with him. "You gonna buy me dinner first?"
The attendant never found it funny, but it always made Adrien feel less awkward about it all.
"No? Tough date." Adrien chuckled and shoved his shirt up and over his head, throwing it into a hamper. He then undid his jeans and pushed them down with his boxers. He threw the rest of his clothes into the hamper. They always wrote their names on their belongings so that it would go back to them once they were clean.
He stepped into the shower area and let the warm water wash over him as, he ran soap through his hair and down his body. It didn't take him long and they didn't really allow you to take your time. He didn't even have control over the temperature.
Adrien sighed and walked out and over to grab a towel. He dried off and slipped on a pair of black joggers and a deep v-neck black shirt.
He walked back towards his room to find their door open and Marinette being held down, screaming her lungs out.
"Shit." Adrien ran into their bedroom and tried to push people away from her, but an attendant held him back as he fought against them.
He watched them fight her and strap her wrists into cuffs and her ankles after that. Adrien fought and tried to gain freedom to no avail as he felt a sharp pain in his hip, causing him to black out.
One of the songs I wrote to:
Come Down by Noah Kahan