When Marinette imagined her first day as a lifeguard at the local waterpark, she certainly didn't expect to be making out in an abandoned ice cream stand with none other but her high school crush. The thought she had better restraint, but who was she kidding? She'd never been able to resist that mischievous look in his sparkling emerald eyes, not even when her eight dollars an hour was on the line.

Cashew skin pressed into hers, slick with cheap, tropical sun oil and untamed fervor. Greedy fingertips dug into her waist, slipping beneath the circular cutout of her cherry red lifeguard suit. Hungry lips pressed eagerly over her shoulder, lingering at her neck. The boy was only encouraged by her little whimpers, as his tongue lapped playfully over her sunburned collar once more.

The girl's lips parted every so slightly, fingernails trailing uncharted routes down his spine while her other hand found its way up his neck, beneath his tangled tresses, and buried deep in his golden blond locks. In a moment of daring impulse, she yanked his head to hers, lips drawn together, silencing his surprised gasp.

Well, that certainly wouldn't go without retaliation.

In an instant, he spun her so her back was to the wall, sending her stumbling backwards with each press of his mouth to hers. His hands felt like claws as his hands rushed between her indigo locks, two red hair elastics flew away, forgotten as he twirled his fingers around her damp locks. She unfolded like a morning flower to his rising sun, each kiss searing deeper into her core, until she couldn't fend his warming rays any longer, and he doused her in his mischievous light.

In which, he took full advantage.

And he was golden as his rays suggested; as pure and luxurious as she could imagine; he tasted like honey, a syrupy shimmering flavor that was heavenly enough only to grace the tongues of gods. She wanted more, needed more, but each time she leaned in for another taste, the boy turned his chin, arrogance glinting in his wonderfully verdant eyes; his irritatingly teasing smirk stung like a bee.

"Do you want more?"

She had just barely tipped her head, before the wind rushed from her lungs.

"Careful what you wish for, Princess."

The girl's back slammed against the tinny walls of the ice cream stand, hard. Grateful for the frigid sensation against her tender skin, she couldn't help but arch farther back as his calloused touch pressed her beneath her chin, forcing wide sapphire to meet sparkling emerald. He kissed her, and kissed her again; his languid purr vibrating against her lips, his tongue lapping and nipping at her swollen lower lip. If she had any doubts about Adrien being Chat Noir before, he'd certainly proved himself today.

"You just might get it."

Surrounding her, the scent of lemonade concrete and saccharine vanilla mingled into something that was remarkably summer, and she drew a deep breath through her nose as the boy's hips lurched against hers, pinning her tighter to the rigid walls.

If nothing else, those lifeguard suits were flimsy and left absolutely nothing to the imagination.

a/n: technically, this was originally for a different pairing, but i decided i needed to brush up on some ML sin. i'm really want to build my collection for these babies! let me know if you like and/or want more. (: (half the reason i don't update as quickly is because i don't know what to write!) should i keep writing drabbles for this waterpark AU? haha. i love reviews, so if you're feeling friendly, i'd love to read what you think! thanks cute kwamis! xoxo!