I'm back with more Adrinette April!

If you were reading my other most recent story collection All My Love: The 4 Ships of 2023, that was, and will continue to be, 7 prompts each from each of the 4 Miraculous ship months. But when I was coming up with this plan last year, I thought of something a little extra. Something special.

So, in addition to the week's worth of prompts that will be added to All My Love, I will be picking an 8th prompt from each month's list to write as a short smut story, then posting them here (just because of the different ratings).

For the All My Love stories, I try to keep them at less than 2,000 words. But for these, I'm gonna allow within 3,000 to 5,000 words. Or less, if need be.

Please enjoy ;)

Adrinette April 2023

Day #28: Sneaking Away

One of the hardest things about coming from a famous and wealthy family was having to go to ritzy parties and being forced to make polite talk with snobs from similar backgrounds.

But that wasn't the hardest thing. At least, not for Monsieur Adrien Agreste. No. The hardest thing was having to be at the boring parties and forced to talk to the other rich kids, all while the girl he was crazy about was there as a server.

The Dupain-Chengs had been hired to cater the party with their famous pastries. While the baker and his wife stayed behind the buffet table and served out to approaching guests, their daughter Marinette walked around the crowds of classy people with a serving tray.

Despite the lack of an illustrious ball gown that he knew she was capable of designing herself, Adrien couldn't take his eyes off her when she wondered into his line of sight. She looked so adorable in her server's outfit—of her own design of course—and her hair up in a bun. Black button-collar blouse, pink skirt that ended at her knees, white apron with her signature flower pattern, the little hat with the same pattern, and the black stockings.

Finally not being able to stand it any longer, Adrien walked over to her.

After a couple took macaroons from her plater while barely acknowledging her presence, she turned around to continue working the room. "Marinette," Adrien said as she nearly ran into him. Luckily she raised her eyes in time.

"Adrien!" she exclaimed in surprise as she stopped. "Um-Hi. Ugh…macaroon?" she stuttered. She wasn't nervous being around him. They had moved passed that. She just didn't expect to see him there right behind her, or that he'd be able to talk to her.

"Thanks," he kindly took a cookie and popped it into his mouth. "So…how's the party been?" he asked while he chewed. He could be himself around Marinette, despite where they were. He didn't care about proper etiquette at the moment.

"It's been fine. I've only been snubbed at five times," she said somewhat sarcastically. But it was still true.

Adrien swallowed and frowned. "I'm sorry. I really wish you and your parents didn't need to subject yourselves to this. These people should have more respect for the ones who made the fancy food they're eating." Marinette deserved so much better than that. She deserved the world.

Marinette gave him a thoughtful smile. "That's sweet of you to say but I can take it. What's really keeping me going is being able to look at all of the dresses and suits," she whispered to him before glancing off around them.

Adrien followed her line of sight and quickly observed all the people standing around in their exquisite attire. "Inspiration?" he asked. Marinette nodded. "You could make a dress a hundred times more amazing than any dress in this whole ballroom tonight," he told her honestly.

Hell, he said to himself earlier that he thought she looked far more beautiful tonight in her server outfit than any other woman there in a ball gown.

"Really? A lot of them are your dad's brand," she asked.

"I know."

Marinette blushed. That was extremely high praise coming from him.

Suddenly, their sweet conversation was interrupted when the head server came over. He did not look happy, seeing one of the staff chatting with one of the esteemed guests instead of working.

"What do you think you're doing? Stop bothering the guests and get back to work, young lady," he scolding Marinette, making her lips frown and her shoulders hunch.

"Yes, sir," she replied, a bit meek. "Sorry, Adrien. I gotta go," she apologized quickly before walking away.

"But-" Adrien tried to stop her but was silenced by an iron grip clamping down onto his arm.

"Adrien, come on! The dance floor is this way," a whiney feminine voice said too loudly while being way too close to his ear.

Against his quickly thinning patience, Adrien let the unfamiliar brat drag him onto the dance floor. As they danced, he did his best to keep his expression pleasant when all he could think about was where Marinette was and if he could somehow find her again after he got away from this other girl.

But even if he did manage to locate her, how was he supposed to talk to her without her getting in trouble. She wasn't a guest. It was her job to stand around and serve food, while his was to stand around and act like he was having a good time surrounded by spoiled bullies.

But what if they weren't at the party anymore? Even for just a little while.

The thoughts in his mind from there put a mischievous little grin on his face. The girl he was still dancing with thought he was charmed by something she had just said—he hadn't even noticed that she had been talking to him—and giggled.

As soon as the song was over, Adrien made his way over to the buffet table. Luck was surprisingly on his side this time because Marinette was right there. Her tray was empty so she must be getting it filled back up.

However, he had other ideas.

Adrien touched her shoulder, making her turn to look at him. But before she could even say his name, he firmly grabbed her hand and dragged her to the closest exit.

The exit lead to a hallway that lead to the kitchen, then passed the kitchen was another door that lead to the main hallway of the building.

Marinette let herself be dragged away by her prince. They ran faster together, giggling as they put as much distances between them and the boring party.

Finally, they make it to the stairwell.

"Where are we going?" Marinette asked as they ran up the stairs.

"I don't know. Up?" Adrien replied. He didn't know this building too well, but he did hear that there were different kinds of rooms on the upper floors for different matters and events. Rooms that would be totally empty.

For some reason, they decided to stop when they got to the sixth floor. There were a lot of doors along the hallway. Adrien tried the first one he saw but it didn't open. So the couple moved to the next door, but it was also locked. They tried four more doors, but they were all locked.

Just when they thought their luck had run out for the night, the next door they tried opened.

They walked in and found a small sitting area with a kitchenet. But there was also another set of double doors made of tinted glass. Adrien opened those too and found a conference room. There was a long table, office chairs all around it, and several couches along the walls.

"What are we doing up here?" Marinette asked as they stepped into the conference room.

Adrien stopped and turned to face her. "Getting away from that horrible party," he answered.

"What was so horrible about it?" True, it wasn't the most fun to be serving those people downstairs but it wasn't that bad.

Suddenly, Adrien took a step closer into her personal space and cupped her cheek. "We were in the same room, and I couldn't go up to you and do things like this," he whispered before kissing her. Marinette was a bit surprised at first but quickly melted into the kiss. "Or this," he said against her lips before pushing her backwards until her back was against the wall next to the first couch. There, he pinned her. Hoisting her hips up just enough to match their pelvises together.

On reflex, Marinette's legs wrapped around Adrien's hips, holding herself up. "A-Adrien!" she moaned as he moved his lips down to her neck.

As they went back and forth with kissing lips to kissing skin, Adrien's hands, while holding her up by her thighs, inched their way further up her skirt to grip her pump ass, only covered by her thin panties. Fortunately, Marinette's stockings were thigh-highs.

He groaned into her mouth as he began to grind his covered hips into hers.

They both panted, the longing and lust building even more.

Marinette's hands found the collar of Adrien's blazer and started to push it away. Taking the hint, Adrien withdrew his hand to remove the jacket himself while still keeping his lady pinned with his hips. After pulling out the last sleeve, Adrien threw the offending garment away—most likely on the floor. He didn't care—then his hands were back under Marinette's skirt, caressing her flesh.

Adrien let his mouth take a break as he allowed Marinette to kiss along his neck. His eyes opened and closed repeatedly with pleasure with his head tilted back, giving her all the space she could need. When Adrien's eyes opened again, he was reminded of the couches in the room. Or more specifically, the one not three feet to his right.

That looked like a much better spot for what he wanted to do next.

As Marinette's lips continued to suck and kiss his neck and collar, Adrien's hands gripped and pulled at her panties. Sadly, to completely remove them, he needed her lips off of him and to take a small step back.

"Adrien?" Marinette asked with heavy breath as she felt her legs being lowered back on the floor. Then she gasped as she watched Adrien squat down and pull her pink panties down her legs. When they were at her feet, she lifted them one at a time so he could pull them off completely. Then, just like with his blazer, Adrien discarded them without care.

"Come this way," he gently instructed her. Marinette let him lead her over to the side of the closest couch. "Sit here."

"Here?" she asked, sitting down on the leathery arm of the fancy black couch. It was nice and flat on top so she could sit comfortably without being too concerned about balancing.

"Yes. I'd rather you be sitting down instead of trying to keep yourself standing," he replied cooly.

Marinette just looked at him confused for a moment, until he got down on his knees and pushed her legs apart.

Marinette's blush darkened and her breathing speed up as she watched Adrien lean his face closer and closer to her core. When his tongue finally made contact, she threw her head back.

Adrien's hands gripped under her thighs as he worked his tongue into her entrance. His lips sucked her lips, making them even more wet.

"Adr-Adrien!" she screamed but quickly covered her mouth, suddenly afraid that someone might have heard that.

Stopping for a minute, Adrien pulled his mouth from her center but kept his ministrations going by inserting two of his fingers. Marinette moaned at the sudden penetration. She was already so wet, they slid right in. "You see, Marinette?" Adrien said as he stood up to be level with her head. "We're all alone up here on this floor. Nobody to hear us or bother us." Then he leaned in closer to her ear and whispered "So by all means…make all the noise you want."

The only reply Marinette gave was a moan slightly louder than the one she gave before. That was enough for Adrien to know she understood. With that, he knelt down before her again.

Adrien's face was in front of her core, watching his fingers thrust in and out. Then he added a third.

"Aghhh! Mmmm-nnuughhhh!" Marinette hollered without restraint. After a few more good thrusts of his fingers, Adrien decided to take them out so his mouth could continue. As he resumed licking and sucking at her clit, Marinette's hand gripped the back of his head, carding her fingers into his golden locks. "Oh! Adrien! I-It's so good!" she egged him on. Her body felt hot and buzzed, like she was a rocket about to explode and fly to the moon. "Adrien! I'm…I'm gonna-"

However, before she could get there, Marinette lost the little balance she did need to keep on the couch's arm. The next thing she knew, she was falling backwards, landing on the sofa's cushions.

When she opened her eyes, she looked back up toward Adrien, who had stood up, still between her legs. He started to giggle. Marinette blushed in embarrassment but she too started to giggle after a moment.

She knew she was clumsy. She had long since made peace with that.

When they were done laughing, Adrien moved around the couch as Marinette sat up. Adrien sat beside her. "I'm sorry, Marinette. Are you okay?" he apologized anyway.

"I'm fine," she reassured him as she quickly straightened out her little hat and bun. Then she placed her hands in her lap bashfully. "Sorry. I kind of ruined the mood, didn't I?" she said, looking down.

"You didn't ruin anything," Adrien reassured her before placing a hand on her exposed thigh. Marinette looked back at him again, allowing Adrien to capture her lips.

As they kissed, Adrien's fingers trailed up under her skirt again. Marinette felt this and knew what he was looking to continue. But she had other ideas.

He had been in control since dragging her up there. Now it was her turn.

Without warning, Marinette broke away from the kiss and stood up. Adrien looked at her confused for a second but then, Marinette gripped his shoulders as she settled into his lap.

Like earlier, Adrien's hands immediately went to her thighs. Marinette's lips attacked his neck, loosening his dress shirt collar and tie to uncover more skin without removing anymore. Satisfied that his collar wasn't choking him anymore, her hands wondered downward. All the way down to his pants.

Reaching his fly, Marinette's fingers started undoing the button. When she got to the zipper, Adrien pushed her back. He didn't mean to make her stop kissing him, but he could feel what she was doing and really just wanted to watch her do it.

After his zipper was down, Marinette could see the front band of his boxers where there was also a significant tent rising. She grabbed them and pulled them down, uncovering the tent to reveal a beautifully erect penis.

Adrien sighed, glad at no longer feeling the pressure of his erection against his pants. The sigh quickly turned into a moan, however, as Marinette's hand wrapped around it. His breath shuttered as her hand moved, up and down, tip to base. Precum leaked from the tip, which she used to lubricate.

"Ma-Marinette," Adrien moaned. But Marinette silenced him by kissing him. Their tongues clashed together, in and out of the other's mouth, as Marinette continued to stroke his cock with a gentle but pleasurably tight grip.

"I wanna ride you, Adrien," Marinette whispered into his mouth. Adrien groaned hearing her say such a thing. He'd like that very much.

"Wait," he said quickly. "Inside my jacket pocket." Adrien glanced behind her to his blazer on the floor.

Marinette looked over her shoulder before getting up. She leaned down, intentionally sticking her ass high in the air with her skirt riding up, giving Adrien a clear view of her wet pussy. Marinette grabbed the jacket and searched three different pockets until she found what she knew Adrien wanted her to find.

Inside the front inner pocket of the blazer, was a condom.

Marinette looked back at her blonde boyfriend with a mischievous smirk.

"Did you plan for this all along?" she asked him.

"I knew you were going to be working at this party. Being under the same roof as you is all the heads up I need to come prepared," Adrien shrugged making Marinette giggle.

Condom in hand, Marinette dropped the jacket again and went back over to the couch. Straddling Adrien's lap, Marinette ripped open the package and sheathed his cock with the rubber.

Good to go, Marinette raised her hips up, her hand still around his cock helping her guide it to her entrance. When she had him aligned with her opening, she sank her body down.

They both moaned loudly as he slipped inside her smoothly. Both just sat there for a moment, breathing and holding onto the other, adjusting to the sensation. But as soon as they both opened their eyes and looked at each other again, there was no need to pause any longer.

Marinette gripped Adrien's shoulders tight and moved her body up, then down, thrusting herself on his cock. Adrien moaned, feeling her tight pussy move around him. Adrien once again caressed her hips with his hands, then he began to thrust up in time with her.

"So deep," she moaned, feeling his tip hit her just right. "Adrien!" she yelled as he thrusted a bit faster.

"Fuck," he moaned. Adrien opened his eyes and watched his princess bound on his cock. She was too sexy. "Marinette…I love this, but the main reason I brought you up here, was to pleasure you," he explained through panting breaths. He hated seeing Marinette waiting on all those snobs downstairs, so he wanted to wait on her. Pleasure her and do all the work for her.

Marinette gave him a smile at hearing the thought behind his actions.

"I don't mind servicing you, Adrien," she replied, which only made Adrien shutter with pleasure.

Marinette attacked his mouth, kissing him deeper than before, moaning into his mouth as she felt him continue to move inside her.

Every bounce, every upward thrust, the two moaned louder to their heart's content, thriving in their secret love-making.

"Marinette, I…I'm gonna cum," Adrien uttered in her ear.

"Me too," she replied. "Let's cum together," she added.

Adrien nodded and picked up the pace.

Marinette held onto Adrien's shoulders for dear life, grinding her hips in sync with his.

Just when Adrien thought he couldn't hold it any longer, Marinette's walls clamped tighter around him. And with one final grunt, he came, shooting his load up into the condom, but Marinette felt it never the less.

Out of breath, Marinette collapsed onto Adrien's chest. Adrien hugged her around her back as they both tried to catch their breathes.

"That was…" Marinette uttered between breathes.

"Yeah," Adrien agreed, smiling. "It's official. You need to be at every high-class party I attend from now on. So we can sneak away together like this," he added.

Marinette giggled. "I don't know. I mean, my parents get hired for several big catered events but-" she was cut off as Adrien lifted her head up a bit to look at him.

"Who said anything about being hired?" he said to her. "You'll be there as my date so we can dance and talk without you needing to go off to serve anymore snobs," he clarified. Plus, if other girls saw him with a date, they'll be less inclined to try and get him to dance/interact with him. "Then when we want some privacy," Adrien cupped her cheek. "We'll sneak off and find a place just like this one."

After quickly processing this information, Marinette grinned. "Even better," she said before leaning in to kiss him again. "But we might want to go back now. My parents could be wondering where I am and someone might notice you missing too," she reasoned.

As much as they both didn't want to, Marinette stood up, allowing Adrien's softening cock to slip out of her. Marinette found napkins in the kitchenet from the connected room to clean herself and Adrien up with.

After throwing away the condom and burying it under a mountain of napkins in the garbage can, Marinette retrieved her panties and Adrien his jacket from the floor. They readjusted their clothes and hair, then checked the other's appearance too make sure they looked normal and not like they just had hot, sneaky, clothed sex.

"Alright. Time to sneak back into the party," Adrien said gesturing for the door with one hand and holding the other out for Marinette to take.

Marinette giggled, took his hand, and the two left the room.

When they got back to the ballroom, nobody seemed to notice they were gone for as long as they were. Their 'little break' was enough to get the both of them through the evening, but Adrien still stole glances at Marinette every once in a while, actually anticipating the next fancy party he would be forced to attend, just so he could sneak away with Marinette again.

Fair warning; May is almost here and the prompt calendar for Marichat May 2023 is still no where to be found. So I don't know when/if I'm going to be able to write any of them.

As soon as the list appears, no matter how late it is, I'm gonna write them and post them. I've been looking forward to this since last year so intent to go through with my plan no matter what (especially with all the new inspiration from the new season).

Please favorite, follow, review, and stay tuned ;)