Marinette endures an eventful night when the puppet returns to her room.

NSFW CONTAINS SENSITIVE MATERIAL. READ AT YOUR OWN RISK

Unbeta'd. Sorry for any grammatical errors.

It had been a few weeks, and there still wasn't any hope for those who were entrapped by the nanites.

Sabrina heard noises from the room next door. She heard yelling, whimpering, movement, just all around displeasure

Occasionally they'd have nice players, and other times their usually players never logged in.

Sabrina happened to be lucky and get both. Her player didn't log in for that day, and she finally had a break.

She was sore from the wild antics and the constant romping, she always had trouble the next day.

The girl looked over at Rose who had been in the same room with her for quite a few hours.

Sabrina pressed her back against the wall, Marinette was behind this wall.

She knew that voice.

Rose had a genuine and nice player. Her player would often go to the rooms of those who didn't log in for that night. Anyone who hadn't been tortured for weeks would find it quite strange.

But Sabrina was desperate for the company. The nights were long, and the beds were cold. It was heaven if not anything to have a friendly face around.

Even if it wasn't what it seemed.

Rose walked over and sat on the bed. She gently picked up the pillow, fluffing them and setting them neatly on the bed.

Both girls jumped as the noises started again.

Rose looked over to the wall in which Sabrina was pressed against, the noises only growing louder and louder.

Sabrina stared blankly to the other side of the room, not uttering a word.

"What do you think is going on over there?" Rose asked, her player asking through her body via the nanites.

Sabrina chuckled, her eyes widened as she tettered on the side of insanity.

"What do you think?" She asked. "The player is fucking Marinette again..."

Marinette was sore. She wasn't going to let go of the ring, although they were looking for it.

Marinette denied she even had it but she was sure they had the place bugged.

She had fallen victim to their sick experiment, and she was pregnant. She was pregnant from Chat Noir? Adrien? She shook her head. She didn't know what to think or how to wrap her head around it.

She had hidden the ring, and Marinette found Adrien at her door the next day.

It was impossible to sneak out, she needed more time. There were a ton of people surroung the building, the security was airtight.

Marinette knew she only had until midnight before the players were booted out, and their playable characters released back to their own free will.

The bluenette was determined. Sure, she didn't like doing what she did, and it wasn't her fault. It wasn't Adrien's fault either. Marinette knew that. She was happy that they didn't make the ninites apart of her brain, but from what she heard from the people around her it was truly terrible.

Her heart ached for Adrien. She placed her hand on to her belly, with a frown. A part of her felt terrible. In her old teenaged mind she wanted a family with Adrien, she wanted him to ravage her in a sweet embrace...but not like this

The sex was against her will, and after the night he had left his ring behind with her, she realised it was against his as well.

She was tired of hurting him.

So for now, instead of fighting she was going to endure it. She wanted to keep him with her for a little while longer. She needed to speak with him.

The bluenette felt sticky, she wanted a shower. She tried to stand up but she was so sore. Grabbing a few sheets of tissue from her bedside towel, she wiped herself.

She tossed them into the bin with a grimace. Her room was a mess. He tore the place up and down, looking for the ring, but Marinette was a smart girl. The threats he made towards her didn't break her down. In fact, she expected him to return that night. It didn't surprise her when he showed up at the door.

Marinette heard rumours that this particular player had a soft spot for her. He was her favourite, even if he didn't lose the ring, she knew he'd probably have Adrien back at her door in an instant.

The bluenette shifted her eyes, her heart racing as someone arrived at her door.

As if on cue, the blonde stepped into her room, his solemn green eyes glancing up to look into hers.

"Marinette..." he uttered, closing the door behind him.

Marinette watched him close her door, a small smile tugging at her lips as she had locked the door before hand.

She took in a deep breath. All she had to do was get through it until the player was booted out. She just hoped he would last that long.

She looked down, standing up awkwardly.

She didn't have to say anything, he knew she wasn't going to tell him where the ring was. In fact, she played dumb. She had no idea what he was looking for as far as she was concerned.

Adrien fiddled with the edge of her shirt, and to Marinette's hesitation he pulled it over her head.

Marinette shivered, her automatic reaction was to cover herself. She grunted as Adrien grabbed her hand,forcing her arms away from her unclothed breasts.

Marinette looked away, a small blush covering her cheeks as Adrien sat on the bed. He gripped the girl by her hips and pulled her on to his lap.

His hands gently slid up her body, cupping her breasts. His fingers circled her nipples, pushing and pulling at her sensitive nubs until they grew flush and hard.

His digit gently pushed into her one nipple, gently moving in slow circular motions.

The blunette flinched, biting her lip and squeezing her eyes closed as he tortured her chest.

"Why do you keep coming back?" She asked, her breath quivering. "You already got me pregnant...and you saw it yourself, I don't have the ring. Why do you keep coming back to do this to me?"

His hands paused, gently sliding underneath her breast mound to properly cup them in his hands.

"You're fun, Marinette..." Adrien whispered against her neck, his tongue dancing on the back of her skin lightly.

"You smell sweet...you look sweet..." his tongue licked up the lobe of her ear. "You even taste sweet..."

Marinette flinched from the contact of his tongue, and she looked the other way. "You're telling me you're not bored of me yet?" The bluenette sneared, her heart racing.

All she had to do was endure it, until she could get Adrien back. That's all that mattered.

"No...of course not. I like you, Marinette..." he kissed the back of her neck, his other hand now sliding down her body to rub between her legs.

She bit her lip, growing stiff as his digits prodded her folds. He spread her open, curious to see her reactions.

But Marinette remained composed, refused to react to any of his touches.

The blonde raised his brow, sliding his digit to her entrance and circling it.

"What's wrong? I thought you loved him..." he murmured, his finger slowly sinking inside of her.

The bluenette widened her eyes. Her mouth went dry as her heart raced. How did he know that? The fact that Adrien was subconscious underneath, made the situation all the more unbearable.

She gulped, her legs trembling as he began to thrust his fingers inside of her.

"You're...you're right...I love him. I don't love you. As far as I'm concerned its you that's touching me. Not him..." she grunted, her insides quivering as his digits delved deeper inside of her.

"These are his hands, aren't they? Don't they feel good?" He moaned in her ear, his fingers picking up the pace inside of her. This thumb lightly flicked up, pressing against her clit.

The girl tensed, her blush deepening as he pressed against her clit in a circular motion.

Her legs bent, her hips jerking in the opposite direction as the sensation was too overwhelming.

"N-No...they don't." She breathed, her body feeling warm once more. His other hand continued to toy with her breasts, pinching and pulling at her nipples. Her pale skin flushed with her blush and she was almost forced into an orgasm.

Just until midnight.

Just until midnight.

How far away was midnight?

Then suddenly, his hands just stopped.

Her body remained tense, her chest rising and falling with each heavy breath she took.

The whimpered as she was thrown into the bed face down. Her eyes squeezed shut and she gripped on to the sheets. He grabbed her hips and threw her on to her back. She slowly opened her eyes, looking up at Adrien.

He had such a sad face

This wasn't him. She couldn't find it in herself to be angry with him. She learned from the first couple of times that it wasn't his fault.

But it didn't exactly mean she wanted all of this to happen either. This should have been different.

It shouldn't have happened like this...

She wanted to reach out to him, but she quickly stopped herself.

She froze as his lips were on hers.

His lips immediately intensified the kiss, forcing them open so that his tongue could snake its way inside.

A deep blush coated her cheeks as his tongue slid against hers. She closed her eyes, allowing him to kiss her before he slowly pulled away.

His lips were wet as they traveled down her body. She tried to pulled the blankets over her legs, but fought him off when he was able to pry it out of her hands.

"Just-" Marinette rasped as she tried to stall him. He gripped her hands and kept them pressed against the bed.

He buried his face between her legs, and Marinette was a sputtering mess. His lips pressed against her skin, her eyes remaining wide as his blonde hair tickled her thighs.

His tongue gently slid up the front of her pussy, sliding in between the folds and tasting her slit.

Marinette, who had never experienced such an action was at a loss for words. She didn't know how to react, and she certainly didn't want him to believe she was enjoying it.

It was just different. Her blush ran down to her chest as his tongue rolled against her clit, circling the sensitive nub without mercy.

She gasped, her knees nearly caving in.

Adrien felt warm underneath her. The way she reacted to his tongue, and the way she tasted was unlike anything he'd ever tasted. She was bitter and sweet, and Adrien tried to deny himself.

It wasn't right. He had done this to her against his will so many times, his mind was about to break.

His hands ran up the back of her thighs, as his tongue moistened her slit. He gently sucked at her clit, before pressing down on it with his tongue. He ushered her hips to move before he hoisted her legs over his shoulders.

She couldnt stare at the ceiling, and she didn't want to engage. She simply closed her eyes, shivering as his tongue slid across her nether regions.

Adrien closed his eyes.

There was not much he could do. All he can do was watch himself have his way according to the player that controlled him.

Adrien had no control over his body whatsoever. The only thing he had control of was his thoughts and feelings. Everything else was not up to him for the time being.

All he could remember was that he was trying to find the akuma. He wanted to find Ladybug. He heard a noise from behind him and everything went black.

The next thing he remembered was that he was walking down a hallway and approaching the door that hid the timid bluenette inside.

"Adrien-" Marinette whimpered, pulling him out of his thoughts.

He blinked down at the blunette who looked up at him with wide eyes.

He was hard, and it was pushing against her lips.

Adrien must have been so zoned out, he didn't remember, climbing over her and feeding her his length.

Marinette blushed, trying to turn her head. She was way too bashful for that.

"Please don't..." she closed her eyes. Anything but that.

Adrien looked down at her, his heart aching for her.

"He has to do what I tell him..." he repeated again.

Marinette grit her teeth. "Then stop telling him to do this!" She snapped, nearly sitting up before he grabbed her hair and forced her down against the bed.

She squeezed her eyes shut, her hands trembling against his wrist as she felt the tip of his cock push against her lips. His hand gripped her jaw, forcing her lips open.

Tears pooled into her eyes as he slid himself straight to the back of her throat.

Her hand gripped on to the bunched up area of his jeans the pooled midthigh. She looked up at him, gagging slightly as he forced her to swallow him.

She squeezed her eyes shut, her toes curling as she gulped against him.

Adrien shivered, crying out softly the moment he felt her mouth wrap around him. He cursed at himself, but it felt so good. His hands slowly gripped into her hair, guiding her up and down his length.

She nearly dug her nails through the fabric of his jeans as she nearly gagged. His cock slipped into her throat and then popped out.

She tasted the bitter flavour of his precum the moment it piled to the back of her tongue.

It wasn't really a pleasant taste. Marinette had lost track of the time, trying to waver through the sensation of his cock in her mouth for such a long time. She felt him twitching, and she finally had it.

He already gotten her pregnant, she wasn't going to let the player cum in her mouth as well. She placed her hand on his thigh and pulled away, coughing as his wet length brushed against her cheek.

He seemed to have complied, because he stopped fighting. He simply sat down on the bed, watching her wipe her mouth and her tears. Her blush only deepened down to her chest. She rested on her knees, looking away from him.

Adrien looked down at the bluenette, grabbing her and making her stand up. Her blue eyes glanced down at his bobbing erection and she knew it wasn't over.

"Ride me..."

The room went silent, and Marinette wanted to just lay down and quit. But then she rememebered why she had stoppes being so insubordinate. She quickly glanced at the clock.

Ten minutes to midnight.

She had this.

With the bitter taste of a gooey substance still on her tongue she gently crawled over his lap.

She placed her hands on his shoulders as this was quite an awkward position. With one of her hands, she guided him to her entrance with the intention to go at her own pace.

The player however, had his own plans.

He placed his hands on to her hips, and jerked his hips upwards, sliding into her completely.

She gasped, gripping on to him immediately.

It was painful, and she nearly jerked off of him had it not been for him holding her on to her.

Adrien leaned forward and began to lick her neck. He wrapped his arms around her, guiding to her ride on him the way he wanted her to.

Marinette whimpered, trying to catch her breath and move the way he wanted her to move. She was sore, and despite the many times he came into her room to play with her, she realized that she couldn't find herself to get used to him.

"Wait! I can do it myself!" She grunted, prying his hands off of her hips. "You push and you grab too much..."

Adrien rolled his eyes, dropping his hands on the side.

"I guess you're going to perform a little show for me?" He perked a brow, wanting to see her bounce on him.

"Bounce hard..." his fingers lightly traced around her nipple. "I need to see these bounce..." his fingers gently tugged at her nipples.

The blunette flinched as he tugged at her sensitive breasts. She leaned back, her legs opening against him. She placed her hands on his thighs, taking a deep breath as she moved her hips up and down against him, her blood quickening.

This was humiliating.

She had no prior knowledge of anything. She kept her pace slow and steady as she couldn't take the stretch from this angle.

Her breasts barely bounced and frankly, the player wanted to see more.

She was moving too slow. He placed his hands on her hips and immediately began to guide her once more, his hips lifting up to meet her thrust for thrust.

Marinette gasped, immediately feeling the pain of him sliding in too deep. She gripped even tighter on to his shoulders, her breath quivering.

"Y-You said you'd let me do it!" She grunted, her breasts now bouncing to his content.

Adrien bit his lip, rolling himself against her as he forced her to ride him.

"Come on...you moved too slow...this feels a lot better, dont you think?" He grunted, immediately wrapping his arms around her and pulling her close.

Marinette felt herself being pressed against him, and her legs wobbled with each thrust.

"Adrien... I'm sore." She whimpered as he pumped harder against her. "S-slow down!"

Her pleas went unheard as he only seemed to pump even harder inside of her.

"A-Adrien-" she tried again, the moment she felt him twitch inside of her.

Due to the many times he crept into her room while she was asleep, and woke up to the feeling of him entering her, she was well aware of what the twitching sensation meant.

She buried her face into his chest as he pulled her on to him tightly.

"Mm! Fuck!" He breathed as he squirted himself inside of her.

The blunette quivered at the sensation, the fear of getting pregnant no longer nagging at her being that she was already pregnant.

She kept her eyes, closed feeling him twitch and groan underneath him while he rode out his orgasm. Her hands loosened from his shirt around his shoulders and she finally let out a breath she didn't even realize she was holding.

He struggled to catch his breath and Marinette was afraid to look at the time.

Adrien was completely limp, leaning on to her. She didn't know if he was tired from the orgasm or if his player finally turned him loose. She was almost afraid to ask.

After what felt like years, Marinette finally made a move to climb off of him, but gasped when his arms only wound around her tighter, pulling his close.

Her neck was wet.

Wet? That was strange...

Her heart began to pick up the pace and she pulled back.

"I...- Marinette..." Adrien sobbed.

It was as if a knife went through her chest. If this was a cruel joke, she wasnt having it.

"I'm sorry...I didn't...I can't believe...they made me..." he cried.

Marinette looked down at the blonde.

Her throat went dry as he looked up at her, his eyes pink.

"Adrien..." she murmured. She immediately wrapped her arms back around him.

At that point in time, she didn't care what he did to her. Adrien was wallowing in his self loathing. They both jumped at there was a banging on the door.

Marinette looked back at the door, and then back at him. A deep blush coating her cheeks as he was still inside of her. She slowly climbed off of him, ignoring the banging at the door of the guards trying to get in.

Adrien began to pull up his pants, he was just as scared as she was.

"They're coming for me..." He told her, the panic in his voice becoming more evident.

Marinette nodded, going into the bathroom and pulling out the ceiling tile. She picked the ring out from the alcove and then she ran back towards him.

Adrien rubbed his eyes, his legs weak as he was still recovering from the forced Orgasm.

"They'll kill us both..."

Marinette looked up at him, a small smile on her face as she grabbed for her clothes and struggled to get them on.

"They're not gonna get us." She held the ring up to his face. "Because we are escaping..."

A/N: wasnt gonna initially do a part 2 but I got a lot of requests. I took some pointers and made it my own. I'm sorry if it wasn't good.

Next up: Two cats and a mari mouse.