Marinette sat on the bed embroidering a ladybug onto the collar on a dress. She was busy trying not to stab her finger with the needle as she ran the red thread back and forth to make a bug.

"You're late to class, Mademoiselle Dupain-Cheng." Adrien leaned on the doorframe in light grey dress pants and black suspenders, that ran along his chiseled abs and muscular pecs. Her lips parted and she dropped the embroidery hoop that was in her hands as she took in how he looked. "Now, while I would normally just tell you to sit down and join my class. This has been the third time this week and I think you need to do some private tutoring with me." He pulled a riding crop from his back pocket and ran his other hand along it.

He walked towards her with a stride that would make most women fall to their knees. He put the pink, heart-shaped, leather end under her chin and raised her head up to peer into his smoldering emerald eyes. Her cheeks flushed at his dark smirk and the way his hair fell into his eyes. "Now, are you going to be a good girl or a bad girl?" He leaned into her and she gasped at his words and how he had used her maiden name. It had been years since she'd heard it come from his lips.

A dark smirk fell onto her own lips and she peered up at him. "Depends what do I get for being a good girl vs. a bad one?"

Adrien slowly drug the crop from under her chin. "Did you just talk back to me, Mademoiselle Dupain-Cheng?" He acted as if he was offended.

"So what if I did?" Marinette pushed him with her words and a darkness creeped into his green eyes.

"You know what happens when a girl misbehaves?" Adrien sat down on the edge of the bed and grabbed her hand, pulling her over his lap.

She squeaked as he slid his hand up her nightgown with his left hand, while his right held the crop against her shoulders. He squeezed her ass and she bit the light grey comforter as she let out a soft moan.

"Hm." Adrien made a short laugh sound and pulled his left hand back before he bared it down onto her ass. She squeaked and her body jutted forward as the sting went through her in waves and made her clit swell. "Wanna misbehave again?"

Marinette looked over her shoulder. "You know the answer to that, le maître."

Adrien smirked at her. "Then it seems it can't be helped, Mademoiselle Dupain-Cheng." He picked her up off of his lap and carried her across the house to their playroom. The one that no one but them got to see.

He set her down and she bit her bottom lip as he slowly slid her nightgown up and over her head, making sure to graze her heated skin with his fingertips. "I'm gonna make you beg for a better grade."

She moaned as he pushed her until her back hit a red leather padded surface. He took one of her hands and brought her wrist to his mouth. He looked past her hand and stared at her with glowing green eyes and a sultry expression as he gently nipped her wrist with his teeth. Marinette moaned and he slammed her hand to the padded contraption. He put her wrist into the padded handcuff and fastened the buckle. Adrien then repeated the same process with her other wrist before he fell to his knees at her feet.

He trailed his hands up her legs from her ankles to the inside of her thighs and he bit his lip, looked up at her, and suddenly spread her legs wide. She cried out and he buckled her ankles in place, causing her sex to bloom like a flower. He gripped her thighs and slowly licked up her slit while he stood up. She cried out and bucked her hips, begging for more.

Adrien pulled a black silk tie from his front pocket and slid the soft fabric between her thighs and up her body. She sighed and looked at him with a wanton expression. He then carefully tied it around her eyes. He pulled the riding crop from his back pocket again, and ran the leather end up from her opening to her clit and gave it a light smack. Marinette cried out and bit her bottom lip.

He walked over to grab a pastel pink leather collar from a drawer. He leaned into her and fastened it around her neck. He hooked the leash onto it and wrapped the strap around his fist. Adrien pulled her close and spoke in a liquid honey voice that was rich and dark. "Be a good girl and do as I teach you." He flicked his tongue from her bottom lip to her top one and she sucked in a breath.

"Yes, le maître." Marinette sighed the name like it was a sin.

"Good girl." Adrien smirked and bit down on her bottom lip and tugged lightly with his teeth. He trailed his lips down her neck and between her breasts, taking each peaked nipple into his mouth. He sucked and teased each one with his lips, tongue, and a slight graze of his teeth. Marinette arched her back, the best she could as he kissed along her stomach to her hip.

She begged for more and all her fingers wanted to do was work the button on his pants and slide the zipper down. She wanted her mouth on his cock. She softly moaned imagining that it was probably twitching for her. Begging for her expert mouth and tongue. "I wanna suck you." The words fell from her lips like a prayer and Adrien's cock flexed in response.

He got lost in the thoughts of her lips wrapped around the swollen head of his dick, her tongue lapping beneath the shaft as her lips moved along it. He shook his head to clear his thoughts and smirked. "Only good girls get to suck cock, Mademoiselle Dupain-Cheng. If you excel at what I teach you then you may have it. But until you behave… you'll have to deal with the consequences." Adrien swirled his tongue along her clit again and she cried out. He used his fingers to spread her folds more and he wrapped his lips around her swollen clit and she cried out. She felt herself nearing the edge and right as she was about to fall over it and succumb to his ministrations, he changed what he was doing with his mouth and she fell back away from the edge. She whimpered as he went back to flicking and circling her clit again, building her up and bringing her to the edge again.

"Please… Chaton." Marinette begged as his mouth sucked and lapped at her sex, causing her luscious honey to drip down her thighs and his chin.

Adrien reached his hands up and kneaded each breast, while he focused his attention on her clit. He tweaked her budded nipples between his thumbs and fingertips and lightly brushed them between his fingers. She cried out in a high pitched cry. Her legs trembled and her head turned toward her arm and she bit back a moan. He felt her swell against his tongue and with one more flick of the tip of his tongue she unraveled and came hard, bucking her hips and screaming his name. Her legs shook with her release and he undid her ankles first then he stood up to undo her wrists. She fell into his arms and he chuckled and carried her back to their bedroom, where he laid her on their bed.

He threw their comforter over her and held her against him, pressing his lips to the top of her head.

Marinette hummed with a satisfied smile. "What about you?"

Adrien smiled and rolled her over to face him. He ran his fingers through her hair. "Oh… you'll pay me back. Eventually." He winked and she buried her face into his bare chest and sighed.

"I hope you're ready because a little red bug wants to play." Marinette mumbled into his chest and she felt his cock flex at the apex of her thighs as he deeply purred in response to her words.

Song I wrote to and what inspired this piece:

Teacher by Nick Jonas