Marinette giggled as Adrien pressed her against the wall in the Agreste mansion. Gabriel was busy on his phone in his office, while Adrien was busy trailing heated kisses up Marinette's neck.

"Shh…" Adrien chuckled and put his index finger to her lips, before he went back to lavishing her pulse point. Marinette tried to bat him away by his chest and he gently bit down on her neck, causing her to give up fighting him off of her.

"You're father is going to catch us." Marinette whispered and bit her bottom lip with a moan.

"So…" Adrien nuzzled her cheek. "Let him. Let the whole world know!" His voice went from whispering to louder and she giggled, gripped his collar, and yanked him towards her. She pressed her lips to his to get him to stop talking.

Gabriel's footsteps echoed as he approached where they were hiding. She gasped and he took her hand, yanking her up the stairs to his old bedroom.

"ADRIEN?" Gabriel yelled up the staircase. He had no idea what had gotten into his son, but his slamming of doors was unacceptable.

Marinette giggled and Adrien slammed her against his bedroom door. "They're gonna wonder what we're doing...I just got his appro- mmft." Marinette was quickly interrupted, as her husband crashed his lips down onto hers. She softly mewled, as he trailed his fingers up her thigh, causing her dress to raise up to her hip.

"I don't give a damn. I've dreamed of taking you in this room for as long as I can remember. So, let me, please." His smirk faded into something darker and more serious. She could see a slight hint of pain behind his emerald eyes.

She took his hand and raised it beside them, intertwining her fingers with his. She peered from their clasped hands to his eyes. "I love you. You know that. So, if you want to take me here… then-" She was interrupted again by Adrien scooping her up and grabbed the back of her head with his hand, pressing his lips hungrily to hers, as he carried her over to his bed. She giggled and bit her bottom lip, as he dropped her onto the bed.

He crawled up her body and slid his hand up her thigh, as he plunged his tongue between her lips. She moaned against his kiss. He stamped kisses down her neck and nibbled on her pulse point, causing her to arch her back off of the bed and her breasts to kiss the air. Marinette suddenly pushed his chest, causing him to roll over onto his back. She straddled his hips and peered down at him with her hands on his chest. "Do you have them?"

"Have what, Bugaboo?" Adrien peered up at her and swallowed hard, sliding his hands up her thighs.

"You're glasses." Marinette worried her bottom lip with flushed cheeks.

Adrien smirked at her and moved his hips slightly to pull a case from his front pocket. He opened it and placed his rectangular black frames onto his face. "Happy?"

Marinette smiled and her cheeks grew hotter, as his glasses slid down his nose slightly. She nodded and bent down to capture his lips. He softly moaned against her kiss and rolled his hips against hers.

"Adrien? You're father wants to see you!" Nathalie spoke through his door and Adrien chuckled at how awkward it all was.

"Tell him I'll be there in a moment. I just wanted to grab a few things." Adrien called back, before Marinette pressed down into him and he let out a strangled groan. His cock flexed against his tight jeans, as his shirt rode up slightly showing off the deep V at his waistband.

Marinette started to giggle more. He covered her mouth and flipped her onto her back. He pressed his lips to hers with his fingers tangled in her hair. She slid her hands down his arms and began to undo the button on his jeans. He moaned and helped her shift them down his hips, freeing himself from his black boxer briefs. Adrien let out a groan and ripped her panties from her hips. He slid down and kissed from the inside of her ankle to her inner thigh. She cried out into one of his pillows, as his tongue and lips found where she needed him most at the apex of her thighs. "Ah… shi...Adrien!"

"Shh… M'Lady." Adrien peered up at her with his index finger over his wet lips, hiding a smirk.

Marinette's giggle turned into a gasp, as he dipped back down to swirl his tongue around her swollen clit. She gripped his hair and rocked her hips against his mouth. He moaned and breathed out, as he clutched her thighs in his hands. "Cum for me, Mari." He softly breathed, wrapping his lips around her throbbing clit and sucking hard. With the flick of his tongue, she clenched her thighs around his head and burst out in ecstasy.

Adrien crawled up her body and turned her onto her stomach, pulling her up by her hips. Her ass raised and he gave it a playful slap. She gasped and cried out into the pillow, biting it. Adrien chuckled and softly ran his hand up her spine, before he gripped her bra and entered her from behind. She moaned into his pillow, as Adrien gripped her hips and pumped into her.

"ADRIEN! Your father is getting restless!" Nathalie swore she'd lose her job, if Adrien didn't hurry up and get into his father's office.

Marinette chose right then to let a moan escape her lips. She suddenly covered her mouth with her fingers and smiled as her cheeks flushed, embarrassed. Adrien panted and bit his bottom lip, looking down at her through his lashes. His lips parted as he watched her peer into his eyes with seductive blue doll eyes. There was something hot about the whole thing. Adrien darkly smirked and answered loud enough for Nathalie to hear. "Almost done!" He slightly changed angles and reached around to roll his finger over her clit, causing her to crash and fall over the edge.

"Ah… fuck… Marinette." Adrien whispered, pumped faster, and harder until he came, shortly after her. He pulled out of her and stood up from the bed and she laid there, trying to catch her breath. "Come on. I don't think he'll wait much longer for us." Adrien refastened his pants and situated his shirt. He held his hand out to her and she took it, standing up on wobbly legs.

"I don't think these are going to be of use to you in their condition." Adrien gave her his Chat-like grin, holding her torn panties out to her. She blushed, as he pocketed them.

"Good thing, I won't be needing them." She cleared her throat, smoothed her dress down her legs, and brushed past him with a sultry smile on her face.

He opened his mouth and raised his finger to speak, but let his hand fall to his hip. "Hm." A crooked smile touched his lips and he shook his head and caught up with her.