**Warning, content is hot.**

Chapter Seven

Marinette was doing her best not to freak out. Yes, she'd come to visit Adrien under the guise of Ladybug. But when she'd found his bedroom empty, she'd considered leaving until she heard the shower running. In that moment she'd let lust and bravado take over. Years of fantasies, starring the guy taking a shower, had emboldened her to join him. Now she was considering scraping up her clothes and dashing out.

But Adrien's earnest gaze and gentle hands had her reconsidering. He was treating her as if she were the most precious thing he'd ever beheld. And when she thought about it, Chat Noir had always gazed upon Ladybug like he'd never seen a more beautiful girl. His voice was soft as he asked, "Will you stay with me?" The kiss to her cheek made her heart flutter.

A drop of water slipped from his locks, hitting his exposed collarbone to glide down his body. Marinette was captivated as she watched the droplet skim along the curves of his defined chest, snaking down to his navel. She swallowed, her fingers itched to trace the path left by that droplet.

Adrien's voice was hoarse, "Marinette?"

Her blue eyes looked up at his and her skin quivered at the heat in his gaze. "Yes," she gasped, completely enthralled by this gorgeous guy.

His hand tightened on her towel as he edged closer, dipping his head almost shyly as he leant in to kiss her. The heat of his breath on her lips made her toes curl even before his mouth met hers. Her hands found his waist, holding onto him for dear life as his tentative kisses became more urgent.

As his tongue dipped into her mouth she felt his hands spreading the towel at her shoulders open. His hands found her bare skin, skimming downward to cup her breasts. She instinctively arched into his hold, moaning as his thumbs tweaked her pert nipples. Marinette's fingers circled to Adrien's back, pulling him closer as he kissed his way down her throat.

A gasp escaped her as he bent down to hook her thighs, lifting her to sit on the edge of his spa bath. The top was covered by the hard fold down lid, stopping them from tumbling in. Adrien continued his trail of hot kisses, sucking her right nipple into his mouth as he caressed the left with his hand.

Marinette threw her head back and raised her hands to his head, clutching his hair as his tongue drew lazy circles round her straining peak. She felt his right hand on her belly, his fingertips drawing down her skin until he reached the curls between her legs. Then his fingers touched her tenderly, seeking her moist centre and she groaned as he found her most sensitive place.

Spreading her legs, Marinette gave Adrien better access as he worked his fingers in time with his tongue on her breast. When he lifted his mouth, she whimpered until he placed it on her left breast. The need to rock against his hand became undeniable and when he sunk a second finger inside her she bit her lip to stop from crying out.

The mix of sensation and knowing who was doing it to her, had Marinette rushing towards her crescendo. Her breathing was ragged as she gasped, "Yes, yes, oh yes. Oh God, Adrien, I'm going to come."

She felt him smile against her skin and he increased the speed of his hand, plunging in faster strokes. That dedicated tongue licked the valley between her breasts, all the way up her throat to capture her lips in a feisty kiss. At that moment, Marinette came apart, spasming against Adrien's fingers as he brought her to orgasm.

Marinette was panting hard as she came back to earth. Adrien was staring at her with a great deal of pride while wearing a lopsided smile. "I'll just be a sec," he said with a mischievous smirk that left Marinette's heart pounding. He returned with a foil packet which he ripped open with his teeth.

Holding the corner of the packet in his mouth. Adrien reached for Marinette's hands, guiding them to the towel at his hips and urging her to remove it. With trembling fingers, she tugged the towel free and gulped as it dropped to the floor. Good lord the guy was beautiful and he was very, very aroused.

Prying the packet from his teeth, Adrien pulled the condom free and rolled it down his straining erection. "This may be presumptuous, but I'm assuming you're okay with finishing what we started?"

Words eluded Marinette so she just nodded her head and reached for his arms to pull him close. Adrien gazed at her with a small smile, his eyes roving over her face as if he found her just as magnificent as she found him.

With his toes, he kicked up his towel and spread it out behind her on top of the spa lid. Then he eased her back with a hand at her nape while he kissed her tenderly. Adrien's hips slid between her thighs and she hooked her ankles below his ass. He undulated against her but the head of his erection was a little low.

Reaching between them, Marinette wrapped her hand around his cock only to have Adrien hiss in response. She looked up to see him with his eyes closed, a look of utter bliss on his face. "Is that good?" she asked.

He nodded, "Yeah, but it's a little more difficult to work out where you are with the condom on."

"Oh," she said with surprise as she held onto him, guiding him to her slick entrance and rubbing him against her core. "I need you here."

Adrien's pupils were blown wide as he gazed down at her, rocking forward to penetrate her. Marinette gasped as she stared into those amazing green eyes that were completely enraptured with her response. He sank slowly inside her and she watched the way he strained to keep things slow. Sweat beaded his brow under his blonde locks as he thrust all the way in. His hands moved to her backside as he pulled out and thrust back in again.

It was clear he was gauging what to do from her responses. His teeth worried his bottom lip in concentration as he moved in a more rhythmic pattern. Starting slow and increasing his tempo as she arched against him, panting his name.

Nothing had ever felt this good. Marinette had expected more discomfort but both of them had been so eager for this moment that they were more than ready. Her hands ran over his chest as he continued to pump into her and then she had to kiss him. There was something so primal in that need, that she caught his face and mashed her mouth against his, plunging her tongue into his mouth.

Adrien groaned as she claimed him and his thrusting became more desperate. Marinette dug her heels into his butt, urging him on as she rocked her hips in time with his. Then he hit a spot that sent her world reeling, her heart thundered as a tidal wave of emotion swept through her. It was lucky she was kissing him, otherwise she would have screamed as she came. Adrien's arms wrapped around her torso and she felt him pulse inside her. He practically savaged her with his mouth in his fervour, and when he broke the kiss he looked almost apologetic.

"Wow," he gasped as he stared at her with complete awe. Adrien looked like he wanted to say more but he just repeated himself as if he were incapable of saying anything else.

"So, you're glad I came to visit," Marinette said with a coy smile.

"Oh yeah, I'm glad you came." Adrien smirked and raised his arm to fend her off as she slapped him playfully. "What? It means I did a good job." He laughed.

"Are you suggesting you're the purrfect partner?" she said as she reached to tickle him.

"Who said anything about suggesting? I am the purrfect partner, at least when it comes to you." He replied as he tried to squirm away from her twitching fingers. "Will you quit that, I've got to get this condom off without making a mess. I've never done it before, so I don't know what I'm doing."

Marinette giggled at the forlorn look on his face as he glanced down at himself. "Alright, I'll leave you to it." She smiled as she gathered up the towel to cover herself.

Adrien padded to the outer part of the bathroom to sort himself out, and Marinette took the opportunity to admire that fine backside of his as he walked away. It was just as luscious without any pants. He returned with her clothes and laid them on the spa lid, and she continued to rake her eyes over him.

"Like what you see, princess?"

"I think the answer to that is obvious."

With his towel back in place around his waist, Adrien swung himself up to sit beside her. "I feel like we should snuggle but I think it'd be a bit hard lying on here," he said as he knocked his fist on the spa lid.

"Well my original intention was to suggest watching a movie with you." Marinette said shyly with a shrug.

Picking up her hand, Adrien interlaced their fingers. "We can still do that."

"I suppose we should get dressed."

Adrien raised an eyebrow. "Remaining naked sounds good, but yeah sitting on a leather lounge in the nude wouldn't be a whole lot of fun."

Marinette giggled and pressed a kiss to his shoulder. "That doesn't sound pleasant."

Hooking his fingers under her chin, Adrien gazed at her lovingly. "Now kissing, that sound very pleasant."

"How about we get dressed, put on a movie and make out in the boring bits."

"Sounds like a plan to me, milady." Sliding off the side of the spa, Adrien reached up to help Marinette down and she laughed as his towel came undone to pool at his feet. "Oops," he grinned as he bent down to pick it up and she took the opportunity to pinch that firm backside.

In her distracted state, she didn't notice Adrien making a grab for her towel which was tugged from her grip exposing her too. The model backed her up against the dividing wall and snagged her underpants from the spa lid. "I believe you need to put these back on," he said as he sunk to a crouch, holding out the garment for her to step into.

Marinette stuck her toe through the first hole and Adrien lifted her ankle to lick the back of her knee, nibbling the inside of her thigh before switching legs. He mimicked the same move and he pulled her underpants up her legs, he paused just below her knees and she nearly fell on his face as he licked his way to her cleft. Then he rocked back on his heels and tugged her underwear into place.

Next were her jeans, this time she thought he'd simply help her put them on but he detoured at her waist, nibbling her hipbones before plunging his tongue in her navel. He stared at her heatedly as he buttoned her up and rezipped her fly.

She was trying not to pant when he picked up her bra. That green gaze zeroed in on her nipples and she bit her lip to stifle the moan threatening to escape as he dipped his head. But the tease looked up at her, holding the straps out for her to thread her arms through. As soon as they were looped over her shoulders he took first one hand and pressed a kiss to her knuckles, then replicated the move with her other hand. Grabbing the underwire, he slid the cups over the swell of her breasts. Just when she thought he was going to ignore her nipples, he pushed the fabric down to suck one peak into a hard nub, then moved onto the other. Delicately returning the fabric to its rightful place.

Looking smug, Adrien took hold of her waist. "Turn around," he rumbled as he gently spun her with his hands. There Marinette felt him tug together the back strap but instead of doing it up, his tongue stroked up her spine from the waist of her jeans to her hairline. He hooked the eyelets, placed a hand on her belly and pushed her back against his bare chest as he reached for her shirt.

Adrien nibbled his way along her nape and up to her left ear. "Arms up," he instructed and he threaded her hands through her sleeves, trailing his fingers down her arms as he nipped her lobe. Marinette ducked her head as he slipped the shirt over her face and his fingers continued to brush her skin as he rolled down her shirt. "All done," he whispered against her right ear and nipped it as well.

Marinette had never thought getting dressed could be such a turn on. When she spun around she discovered that Adrien was just as aroused. "Now I should help you get dressed."

He shook his blonde head. "If you touch me like that, I'm going to peel those clothes right back off you."

She pouted as Adrien tugged on a pair of satin boxer shorts and a singlet top. "I'm ready for bed," he winked. "Just in case my father walks in." The colour drained from her face. "I'm joking. While I am in my PJ's, there's no way he'll be back. Let's go watch that movie."

It's almost like Adrien is tempting fate with that statement about his father. Let's hope their luck holds out.

Thanks for reading, I hope you had something to fan yourself with :P