The smut here is following the events happening in the third chapter of my rated T+ story (Cause I hate the way my heart isn't mine, now it's yours) where Marinette and Adrien are sexfriends. It can be read as a story aside though. But since you were all asking to read the smut, I've decided to write it as bonuses so as not to top up the rating of the other story.

Get a bottle of cold water and enjoy!

Marinette grabbed the edge of the work surface for support, almost breaking the damn thing, and rose up as much as she could on her tiptoes. Behind her, Adrien was simultaneously doing the complete opposite motion, trying to bend his legs as much as possible. That way, they were both supposed to reduce the height difference between them. Yet, their efforts were fortuitous and the gap was still a hindrance, leading them nowhere near the much awaited result. Or rather, not guiding Adrien where they both wanted him to be; inside of her.

"It's never going to work that way, Adrien." Marinette resigned herself and let herself go back down on the flat of her heels, relieving the growing aching in her toes.

"Indeed. I'm too tall," he muttered.

"We can move this to the couch," Marinette suggested with a slight nod, motionning at the opposite side of the room. Maybe it all started in the kitchen, but it didn't have to end there. Even though she appreciated the spontaneity which had led them to undress and make out in Adrien's kitchen just after they had breakfast.

"No way. I want you like that; here and now." His hardness sneaked between her cheeks whilst he pushed onto her.

She couldn't deny him. The way his weight felt pressed behind her was absolutely mind-blowing.

"Wait. I think I got this," said Adrien and she could hear a glint of hope filling his voice as he suddenly stood still behind her. "Have you ever ridden a horse?" he asked her.

Marinette cast him a puzzled glance over her shoulder, raising an inquisitive brow. She had never ridden a horse before. But she had ridden a dragon. Did that count? He didn't give her time to answer, though. She gasped as his hands swiftly came to rest on her hips. His nails gently digging in her skin and suddenly lifting her to her knees on the work surface.

"Very good; now spread your legs for me." His hands accompanied his words, pushing her thighs apart in a trice. "There, just like if you were riding a stallion… And what an absolutely breathtaking rider. You look like an Amazonian." Adrien praised as he pressed his palms against the generous flesh of her bottom, gripping and squeezing a good handful of her. "You know, I do like your ass a lot. It is so bountiful that I just want to dip my tongue in and eat you off as if there's no tomorrow."

Although she couldn't see him, she distinctly heard him lick his lips in anticipation. He just needed her green light; ever so the gentleman despite his tendency to like a bit of rough sex.

"Do it," Marinette whispered with a blatant eagerness.

Adrien didn't need to be told twice. The flat of his tongue dipped straight between her thighs, going for a long stroke from her clit to her ass hole.

The last wet and hot touch in unknown territory sent shivers deep down her spine in a way she never thought would please her. Maybe one day they could… Whatever.

By that moment, Adrien squeezed her ass thoughts back on what he was actually doing to it. Both his hands squashed her flesh so firmly that she yelped until her cry died in her throat when his tongue entered her. But this was nothing in comparison with the cry of rapture that she let out when his cock pushed deep into her with a sharp thrust. Here she was truly grateful that they both had been tested and were able to give up condoms since she was on the pill: no more waste of time when the urge to soothe their desires was getting completely out of hand.

He started to pound her as he rarely had before, and she had to admit that she enjoyed every rough thrust slowly pushing her towards and ultimately over the edge. In both senses of the word; she felt driven to her climax with unprecedented suddenness, and at once, pushed right on the edge of the kitchen counter. Would her orgasm fall before she did? Such was the issue.

Though she trusted Adrien enough to know he would have her back—and pleasure. None of them had any prior experience until they took the step of getting sexfriends but the intensive practice between them was enough to cause sparks to fly. Adrien knew exactly how Marinette's body worked. In the smallest details, in the slightest spots. Not only sparks were flying, but she was also always flying straight to cloud nine.

And how pretty close cloud nine actually was! She was probably floating around the seventh right now.

Then one of his hands suddenly gripped her rump while the other sneaked between her legs, and she lost the cloud count. All she knew was that she was beyond cloud nine for sure. Somewhere between heaven and hell; it felt so good, and so wrong at the same time. What they were doing wasn't the best idea ever, but she didn't give a damn as long as it was convenient for both of them.

And, oh for God's sake, it was very convenient right now. Hell could engulf them and she wouldn't even realize it.

Her head was spinning, her body still shaking from her not long past orgasm as she was caught in the afterglow.

An afterglow where Adrien didn't take long to join her. His hips thrusts faltering as he buried himself deep inside of her with a faint moan. Cautiously collapsing on her, his head came to rest on her back while his hands massaged her sore buttocks he had taken pleasure to manhandle a little.

"You okay?" She suddenly felt his breath ghost over her ass before his lips touched her left bosom then moved and gingerly kissed the other side. "I may have gone a bit far, didn't I?"

A moan followed by a sigh of content was all she could answer. Quite a compliment to flatter his ego—he'd been perfect, as usual. Making her discover facets of herself that she would never have believed she had in her. She had to admit it, he wasn't the only one to like it rough.

"I'm okay. I think I just discovered a guilty pleasure for horse riding."

"Me two," Adrien chuckled as he helped her to get down off the work surface. "Can you stand on your feet?"

"Give me just a minute," she begged as she held onto his forearm.

"Wait. I've got this too." Bending down and grabbing her thighs, he forced her to hop on his back. "Your turn to ride a gorgeous stallion. Lucky you," he boasted as he took a small jump to place her comfortably on his back.

"Adrien, put me down. I need to find my panties."

"It's a good thing you've got me then. Let's go for a thrilling adventure; Indiana Jones in search of the lost panties."

Will they find back the lost panties? Come and find this out in the next chapter of "Cause I hate the way my heart isn't mine, now it's yours" the friends with benefits fic where Marinette and Adrien are complete hot messes unable to handle their true feelings (T+ rating).

Miraculous kisses and bug out!