DISCLAIMER: I DON'T own anything of Miraculous.

Author's Note: It's 4:04AM, family issues. . . So discovering Exotick had updated their Cookies and Cream at first Shadamy one-shot, now a fully story. So because of that this is born.

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A Farewell Blissing:

BearfootTruck: Oh so you know a little of Zeo? Nice, I loathe that Aisha left the team. Nothing against Tanya just wish she stayed as yellow ranger stead. Well for the one-shot, as of now they are just hanging out but of course down the imagery line. Thanks for the Favorite here.

Copper red eyes pop open at the hard knocking at her front door. Pistachio green eyes above her glare already knowing her thoughts.

"Jewel, I know you're home! Come on let's talk!"

He voices his nickname for her, as the attack on the door grows louder. From the living room as the radio plays, he doesn't hear anything from within.

"Juleka, ignore the prick!"

"Marc. . . I ahhh can't."

She is surprised, she is able to say that as he pounds into her with passion. Her words a stark contrast to body in need. Her nails like a cat on a scratching post, the handsome writer loving every bit of it. His thick long ebony hair practically glued to his forehead and neck, she stares into sweet face. Feeling more loved then she ever thought she could be.

Her own waist long ravenette locks as her purple bangs flow away from her model gorgeous now blushed face, get him smiling tenderly as he leans down to kiss her forehead.

Still he sighs sadly, slowly removing himself from her person. Watching annoyed as she robes her birthday suit pure body. Not a step over to the front door, he quickly takes a hold of her shoulder blades. They look eyes, fire to emerald, conflicted to passionate.

"Do what you must, Juleka. Remember so will I."

"Marc. . . I. . ."

"JEWEL TURN OFF THE BLOODY MUSIC!"

He demands, the door crying in the protest as he hits it more. Still with the chain on the door, she unlocks it. Marc smiles as she didn't shut off their rocker sound. His hands still at her shoulders, he massages them unseen, tho he towers over her.

"Finally Jewel. Look I'm sorry alright, I know I shouldn't have forgotten today. I definitely should have cancelled my meeting. Hey how about I take you Marinette's bakery tomorrow morning? Sound good?!"

His emerald green eyes shine in hope, Marc glares hoping it doesn't work as all the times before. He smiles kissing her head.

"No can do Felix, this is the 4th time you've forgotten. Bases Marinette won't open tomorrow, Luka convinced her for the baby sake."

"Speaking of baby making-"

"Goodnight Felix."

Juleka shuts the door in his stunned face. Turning to Marc whom couldn't look prouder. Wraps her arms around his neck as his hands rub her robed hips.

"Now Marc, pancakes or shower?"

THE END!