It's been a while. I'm hoping I'm going to be able to write more now! I hope you enjoy!

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Marinette knew she couldn't breathe. She didn't really care. Chat tasted like ice-cream and warmth. He pulled her tighter to himself as he devoured her lips with more fervor. She hadn't realized how much she needed this, to feel the affection he had for her. He wasn't worried because she was a miraculous holder to him, he was worried because he liked her.

Chat didn't want to stop. His claws gently played with the back of her neck and he felt her shiver. He put more of his weight on her and she laid back. Allowing him on top of her. God, she tasted so good. The taste of the strawberry ice cream still peppering her lips. He ran his hands down her back to hold her waist. Her hands tangled into his hair and he heard a small breathy noise from her.

Fuck.

He tried to slow himself down but he couldn't. He pulled her flush to him and felt the way her body melted against his. Without thinking his canines pulled her lip and she gasped, him swallowing the sound. He itched to do more. Would he dare?
Yes. Yes he dared.

No. No wait.
Rein in your teenage hormones, Adrien!

He gently pulled away and it left them both panting.

"Why is everything with you so wonderful?"

Marinette tilted her head, "because you're wonderful, minou."

He pulled on her lip gently with his canines.

She shuddered at the action. She kissed him back. She felt his claws running through her hair. She wanted to see those eyes.

Marinette opened her eyes to look at Chat until her eyes caught something else.

"Whoa."

Chat pulled away, "What?"

"Look." She gestured to the window. Snow was cascading down harder than it has in the last few weeks.

Her hand fell down to her side, "I hope this horrible weather doesn't make more akumas. I hate that winter depression is a thing."

Chat nodded, "yeah, they always feel the worst afterwards too."

There was silence between them, and it meant that there was time to think about what just happened between them

The both blushed and looked away from each other. Chat couldn't help it though. He needed to know how she felt about the kiss, about him,

"you know, I know what happens when a princess kisses a frog but what happens when she kisses a cat?"

Marinette offered him a smile, "a hairball."

"HA. You're sooo funny." He rolled his eyes, "I'm serious… are you…okay? Did I do too much?"
She leaned forward and kissed him on the nose then then quickly on the mouth with a blush, "No, kitty, you're A-ok in my book."

He leaned in and their lips connected for just a moment before

RING RING RING

Marinette groaned, "I'm sorry." She lifted her phone, "it's my parents."

"Allo, Maman?"
Chat looked around the room, wanting to give her as much privacy as possible. He wasn't sure when, but at some point she had remade the chaise for him. Ready for him to sleep in again, if he wanted.

His chest felt warm.

By the look of the weather, he was 'stuck' here for another night. He had his phone in his detransformed clothes, so he could actually make the excuse that he was stuck in the weather and staying with a friend, Jason probably wouldn't mind the break from guarding him for the day (he was getting older, meaning years and years of the same old had tired his body guard) and the sub secretary for Nathlie while she and father were away wouldn't care. He could even fake bad service and he might not even habe to specify which friend.

"I love you guys too. Just be safe okay. Don't rush yourselves just to get stuck."

Marienette smiled at him while she ended the call with her parents.

She put her phone on the bedside table, "well, guess who has the day off tomorrow due to 'inclimate weather'?"
Chat smiled wickedly, "is it us? It's us isn't it?"

Marinette laughed, "you act like you work here."

Chat laid flat on his back, "I dooooo!"

Marinette raised an eyebrow, "we don't even pay you."

He shrugged his shoulders, "it's never too late. Pay me with croissants!"

She stood, "oh, I actually did save you a pain au chocolat. If you want, you can give Plagg a break and go get it."

She tossed the clothes from the night before at him.

He caught them with one hand and grabbed her shoulders, "I. Love. You."

She let out a breathy laugh as he ran down the stairs.

Marinette swore she heard thunder.

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Chat reappeared, donning the clothes Marinette had given him. Plagg looked him over,

"Maybe you should wear that to fight akumas from now on and give me a break!"

Adrien rolled his eyes, "I don't think that would fly, Plagg. Are you that overworked?"

Plagg stuffed the last piece of his cheese croissant in his mouth, "you won't even let me go up to see Marinette by myself!"
Adrien held up a finger, "no, because you misbehaved last time!"

Plagg waggled his eyebrow, "or are you just jealous that I got to see her naked and not you!"
Adrien held up a finger, "don't you even start."

Plagg made a kissy face, "mwah mwah mwah, oh Adrien!"

Adrien swatted at the kwami, but he just danced around and continued his teasing.

"You know, I thought you were going to mate with her right there! I almost detransformed you so I could cover my eyes!"

Adrien looked at him in horror, "can you really… feel that?"

Plagg laughed, "don't worry you pretty little head, we kwamis can turn off our senses when transformed! I just like teasing you!"

Adrien shivered as he thought about how desperate he always felt in small spaces, "doesn't that bother you?"
Plagg waved a hand, "nah! It's kinda like taking a nap! I just leave you in charge. One of my Chats used to stay transformed most of the time! She only relaxed when she used the Cataclysm and waited for me to recharge. It felt like I slept for hundreds of years!"
Adrien blanched, "that must have been exhausting."

Plagg shrugged, "she didn't really have a home, so we always kept on the move and she would steal cheese for me. We didn't have a lot, but we really helped a lot of people."

Adrien cocked his head, "did she have a bug?"

Plagg dropped his shoulders, "her bug, Charlotte, died in World War II. They wouldn't let my cat overseas."

Adrien sat on the stool by the display case in the bakery, "w-what happened to her, your cat?"

Plagg sighed, "it gets… hard for a cat without their bug. That's all I wanna say."

Adrien nodded.

There was a thick sadness in the air as Plagg remanence. He seemed to notice the concern on Adriens face.

Plagg smiled, "I'll race you to Marinette, winner gets a kiss!"
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Chat sat on the chaise beside Marinette pouting as she gave the kwami multiple kisses on the head.

She giggled, "why did you want these kisses again, Plagg?"
He gave Chat a side glance, "no reason. Just because I'm a goooood kwami."

She placed multiple kisses in succession, "that you are."

Chat pushed the kwami out of her hands and onto the cushions and laid his head on her lap, "my turn now."

Marinette blushed but kept her head, "y-your turn."

Chat pouted, "I'm a good kwami too."

Marinette rolled her eyes, "no, you're a good kitty."

She leaned down to kiss Chat's forehead but the black kwami put himself between Chat and Marinette's lips and shook his head, "no! Those are my kisses."

Marinette laughed, "hey Plagg?"
He turned to her, "yes Princesnette?"

She smirked, "there's some cheese popcorn for you down stair. For kawamis only."

Plagg understood the indication, kwami party, and flew downstairs with a quick, "byeee!"
Marinette laughed.

Chat stared up at her. Her smile stirring him. He sat up and met her lips. His bare hands touching her face, her hair. His hands fell on her neck. She smelled so good. He moved from her lips to beneath her chin to her neck.

Brown sugar, cinnamon, chocolate.

His tongue hesitantly laid a gentle, slow, flat tongued lick at the skin at her pulse point. She whimpered. She tasted as good as she smelled and she sounded as good as she tasted.

He did it again, followed by a small kiss.

Her hands tightened in his hair, "Chat."

"Mari, don't do that to me right now. Don't say my name like that"

Her eyes widened before they drifted closed again as he continued his ministrations.

He was working his way up towards her ear, his breath shaky.

He felt that her hips were moving and he pinned them down,

"Princess. You have to hold still or I won't be able to help myself."

When she whimpered again his teeth bit down just behind her ear.

Her chest pushed flush against him and she shivered.

His teeth bit down harder before he pulled away to look at her, panting.

"I thought I told you to hold still, Princess."

He sat up straight and she looked up at him. The hunger in his eyes was alluring. They seemed so familiar. She gasped as he pushed her flat on the chaise and laid on top of her.

Chat never hated any of Marinette's designs, but his sweatpants were giving him away. Marinette wasn't unfamiliar with sex. She knew what was happening. The thought that she did this to Chat as herself and not Ladybug pleased her. He ground against her causing gasps to leave both of them. Her legs hooked behind his knees as he did it again.

"Fuuuck Princess"
He put his hands on either side of her face. He rested his forehead on hers while he watched her eyes as he ground again. Marinette meeting him in an attempt to follow the friction.

And again.

Adrien wasn't unfamiliar with his body. He knew what felt good. But he couldn't have expected this sensation. They were both clothed, sure she was in shorts, pretty short shorts, and a sweatshirt, but it felt incredibly intimate. And so good.

His hands fell to her waist again and inched up. The feeling of his bare hands inching up her stomach was indescribable. He didn't dare reach for her chest, but his hands moved to her bare back. He groaned when he realized she wasn't wearing a bra.

She sped up against him. Her breath ragged. His mouth moved to her neck again and he found the spot he previously bit and traced it with his tongue.

He sped up to meet her. He never knew how intimate they could feel while remaining clothed. He moved to look into her eyes as a small noise left her mouth. Was she going to…?

Fuck.

He watched as her blinking sped up, her breath becoming huffs, her lips tensing. He felt her shudder, then relax.

"Kitty."
That did it. He sped up himself. His eyes closing and his eyes rolling up. He finished with a grunt.

He took a few deep breaths.

The oxygen brought him back to his senses.

His eyes widened. He pulled himself off of a flushing and panting Marinette.

"I'm so so sorry. I didn't think. I'm so-"

Marinette sat up after him and kissed him.

"Chat. Fu-uck. Please come back."

She pulled him back down. Moving over and turning so they were facing each other. She felt his arms around her and she sank into his embrace.

She closed her eyes and cuddled into his neck,

"I-I never felt wanted like that before."

He let out a few disbelieving, breathy laughs, "you never felt wanted before. I doubt that, Princess. I'm sorry though. That was a lot, really soon."

She looked up at him, blushing, "I-I didn't mind it, kitty."

He kissed her forehead, " I was hoping you rather enjoyed it."

He felt her snuggled into him again, "yes, kitty. I did."

He traced her face with his lips, "as much as I don't want to move, this kitty needs a bath."
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Adrien placed his head against the cool shower wall. The warm water running down his shoulders. He took a shuddering breath. The fresh memories of what just happened running through his mind. The feelings, the sensations, the noises she made. He groaned. What had he done? She clearly said she wasn't going to be with him… well, civilian him. Had he crossed a line?

He knocked his fist against the wall. He'd meant to make her problems go away, not add new one, no matter how wonderful it made him feel. He couldn't say he regretted it. He could never say he regretted it.

It was magical; biting her, marking her, kissing her. He wanted to do it again and again and again.

His hand was travelling down his abdomen before he heard a shriek,

"AH! My eyyyes!"

"Plagg?!"

"why are you doing that here?!"

"Shhh!"

Plagg looked at his panicked carrier's face, "w-what happened?"

"I-I did something stupid, Plagg."

Plagg gave him a look, "w-what?"

Adrien groaned and leaned against the tile again, "I-I don't know what came over me. Everything was just so quick. A-and it felt so good. And s-she… and s-he-"

Plagg spoke, "ooooh, you guys mated?"

Adrien shook his head, "no!"

Plagg tilted his head, "then what?"

He huffed, "I mean, I guess. Maybe? We were both dressed… we just…"

Plagg waved his hand at him, "it's okay, kid. This always happens! It's meant to!"

Adrien made a face, "w-what?"

Plagg realized what he'd said and quickly recovered, "I-I mean when you love someone. This is meant to happen, right?"

Adrien stammered, "o-oh, y-yeah. I guess."

Plagg nodded, "see? Then what's the big dea?"

Adrien turned off the shower and stepped out, wrapping a towel around his waist, "I pushed her so fast, and you heard her, she doesn't want to date me!"
Plagg made a face, "but she likes you. You said yourself, you're never more yourself than when you're the Cat!"

Adrien scratched the back of his head, "y-yeah, I guess."

Plagg smiled, "so she loves you!"

Adrien jumped, "shhh! She could hear us!"

Plagg laughed, "then get dressed and go see her."

Adrien gave him a lopsided grin.

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Chat leaned against the chaise and hummed in contentedness ad Marinette laid above him and played with his hair.

The way her nails scratched his scalp was heavenly, he couldn't pay attention to the movie.

She'd put on a modern, animated Beauty and the Beast. All he got before he fell into his trance was the protagonist had pink hair and could sing. The rest was all Marinette. For once he was glad he wasn't in the suit, he would be purring loudly.

He tilted his head so he could look at her without disturbing her ministrations.

The laptop light illuminated her face, her eyes half-lidded. The light reflected off of her lips and he felt himself licking his own. He cursed himself. What was driving him so… wild? This felt like more than just teenage hormones.

Her eyes turned to him, "you okay, kitty?"
He nodded. He put his hands against the rug in front of him and leaned in, kissing her.

He felt her hand move down his scalp to play with the hair at the nape of his neck. It was evil how good it felt. His tongue traced her lips and he felt her smile but opened her mouth. He eagerly accepted and his hands travelled up her neck. He felt the indentation his teeth left behind her ear. He traced it over and over. The delight he found in having marking her was sinful.

Marinette leaned forward from the couch, her hands falling before her and brushing his.

He put her hands on his shoulders and leaned forward. His voice was low, "my princess shouldn't have to bend like that for me."

He was on his knees in front of the chaise leaning forward. His thoughts that troubled him earlier rose in his mind again. He growled and pulled away. She kissed his neck and his eyes fell closed, nearly rolling back. Why did that feel so good?

"Marinette." He wanted to taste the name that almost felt forbidden to him, "Mari." It wasn't enough, "My princess, I need to ask you something."

He groaned as she continued kissing him, "I'm serious, Princes."

Marinette finally looked into his eyes, "kitty doesn't want kisses?"
He chuckled darkly, "I want all of them, Princess, I just need to ask you something."
She left out a breathy laugh, "what, kitty?"

Her breath left her after his next words, "would you hate me if I told you I love you?"