AUTHOR NOTE: I may…have gotten…carried away, but here you go anyway. Hope you all enjoy ^_^…and sorry for the length…and…general..fluff…and possible crappy writing…but I will not apologize for the wonderful thing we do for the beautiful blonde woman who deserves it!
Chapter Nineteen: Cheaters Get Punished
Doing the runway walks were more nerve shattering than the shoots because you didn't get 'mess up' shots. You had one chance to get it right, or fall flat on your face. Of course, Marinette did far more amazing tonight than she'd done any other night before, and she attributed that completely to the sexual confidence enhanced by Paris' sexiest superhero, who was currently pressing into her back, with his arms wrapped around her waist, nibbling on her bare shoulder. Well, his civilian form anyway. Then again, his civilian form was Paris' most eligible bachelor, so that was definitely a confidence booster, too.
She giggled as he swayed with her in his arms, gripping her fingers and spinning her outwards, as if dancing to music only he could hear. "You're so beautiful," he cooed, grinning his Chat, face dominating, eye brightening grin, and her heart skipped several beats before she remembered she was supposed to breathe if she wanted to continue living to enjoy being with him.
"Adrien," she whispered breathily, and he spun her back into his arms, swaying again, pressing the side of his face against hers. Vibrations pressed into her back, and the bluenette realized he was purring.
"I love when you do that," she breathed, sighing contently. "Is it on purpose or on accident?"
"Mostly only when I'm really happy and relaxed, so accidentally. I can force it if I want, but it isn't as constant," he admitted as he released her so they could finish walking down the hallways to his room. She hadn't even been to her room yet since they'd arrived in Milan, though…it was their first day still.
"After you, my Marinette," he said, offering a very exaggerated bow as he opened the door and she snorted, giving his shoulder a nudge with her hip as he got low enough.
"You're a silly kitty," she teased, reaching for the light, but his hand stopped her, taking her fingers between his, and pulled her gently around, brushing her hair from her face.
"I love you," he said suddenly, staring down at her in the darkened room. Admittedly, his vision was probably still a little better than normal even out of his suit in the dark, but she knew he didn't have night vision. However, the moonlight was filtering in through the large bay windows.
His words took her breath away, and her eyes glimmered over with crystalline happiness as her heart swelled. "I can't believe…this isn't all some bizarre dream," she murmured, sniffling.
Adrien's hands cupped her face and his mouth touched hers. "God, I truly hope not, Marinette. If I wake up though, please be brave enough to come find me?"
She let out an abrupt laugh and the tears fell, stopped by his already present hands, and she covered his knuckles with her palms. "Deal," she whispered. "I love you too, so much."
His lips touched hers softly, and as they kissed, the warmth flooded her chest, his hands sliding down to her neck, carrying hers with them. "I love you so very much," he groaned against her, and he pulled his fingers free from hers to slide to the small of her back, pulling her gently against him.
He was hard and she gasped into his kiss. "Oh, A-Adrien," she moaned, eyes fluttering closed as she gently pulled her mouth free to tip her head back. She released a shuddering breath of ecstasy, but his hot breath against her throat made her inhale sharply again.
"Let me make love to you…I keep trying and…the closest we came was the car…" he breathed desperately, nibbling at her pulse, and she whimpered, frowning.
"A-Adrien, we've been together lots of times…"
He sighed, exasperated, pulling back slowly to look down at her. His green orbs were intense, even in the dark as he carved out her features repeatedly. "Fucked, yes. Aggressive love-making, arguably, but slow, gentle…tender…sweet…I love you from the bottom of my heart…want to worship every fiber of you…bring you to happy tears…make you writhe in a low simmering heat until you can't stand it…wrapped up in your lover's arms because there's no place better…warm and safe…passionate and maddening love making…?" He shook his head.
Her eyes just kept widening with each description, and she wasn't sure her heart was beating any longer. "O-Oh…" She dropped her eyes. Was he disappointed with her? She felt her shoulders slumping.
He growled, but it was soft. "Marinette," he said firmly. "I've not regretted any moments with you. Every single time has been ecstasy and beyond expectation, but something always happens to bring…out my…Chat side…or your…Ladybug side, or confident aggressive side if that's what you'd prefer. I want…to…" he let his voice trail off for a moment. "I wanted to go slow and just…worship each other," he said, his voice wavering, unsure. "I wanted to love each other…I m-mean not th-that when we're fucking we d-don't'…but it's d-different b-because I m-meant unless…"
She giggled softly, shaking her head. It was actually funny to see the great 'Chat Noir' master of confidence and silver tongue all…flustered and tripping over his words like Marinette usually was with Adrien, sex model on wheels.
"You wanted what we did in the car…but more?"
"Y-yes," he breathed loudly. "It was…so breathtaking." She smiled. "I mean, you d-drive me mad…any other way t-too!"
"Hush, kitty, I understand…trust me…I'm the one who cried happy tears, remember?" She blushed.
He chuckled. "That…was beautiful."
"Yes," she said firmly, and he frowned. She tipped her head back, tinkering. "Oh, my silly Chaton. I mean, the answer to your question is yes…please…make slow..tender love to me…please..I want you to make me feel that way again." She touched her fingers to her stomach as the knot roped impossibly tight, making her queasy with need and heat.
She could see his blush, even in the dark, and he stepped forward, only for a shrill sound to go off, halting his movement. "What the…what is that?"
Marinette sighed, closing her eyes. "Damn," she murmured, reaching blindly into the purse hanging from her shoulder. Tikki pressed the phone into her hand. "Thanks Tikki," she muttered, and the being flew free, offering a you're welcome before hovering nearby. She read the text message, which was a special sound from the person she'd been waiting on all afternoon, and sighed.
"What is it?" His voice was careful as he looked at her face.
"I want you…so bad, so please…don't take this as anything else…but…I think…we should do something else first. I think it's important, and this person truly deserves it. We'd be helping out a friend."
"Of course," he said softly, nodding, before his face broke into a grin. "I can always trap you in my arms later. Do I need to change my clothes?"
"Oh, yes," she smirked deviously. "I think you're going to need a nice…black…leather outfit," she hinted, winking, and he raised his brows, grin getting wider as she eyed Tikki, touching her earrings. "TIkki…Spots on!"
***30 minutes later***
"You're so fuckin' gorgeous," Chat exclaimed again for what must have been the eighth time since they sat on the roof together, and she blushed even harder.
"Chaton," she chided, nudging him. It seemed, seeing her transform had given him a little of 'star struck' syndrome or something of the like. She found it a little amusing, since that's how she felt…all the time in their civilian forms…and Chat was just as famous as Ladybug.
"I mean…I knew…I guessed and you…confirmed…but seeing…you transform…" He pulled her into him suddenly, and the press of his mouth was soft at first, but Chat's animal side took over, dominating, aggressive, and she was flat on her back on the slope, his hands pushing her thighs apart forcefully so he could press between them.
If it was any other man, she'd have kicked his ass, but Chat made her quiver, and she was wet through her armor, and she moaned into his mouth, grinding into him, gasping for air as he clawed lightly at her sides, keening for her body.
"M-M'lady," he whispered as he tore from her lips, breathless. "Fuck…I mean..shit…it..I c-can't…how the fuck am I supposed to live life anymore when both sides of you drive me to the edge and over so completely and I know…that you want me too?"
She could…definitely understand, but before she could answer, noise sounded from the room beneath them.
"Another lonely day," the voice echoed, defeated, and Marinette's heart sank. "I only have one friend here," she continued. "Well, two if you count Adrien, but he seems so busy, surrounded by all those dumb women," she scoffed.
Ladybug pushed Chat off her gently, and he let her, both slowly letting the more important mission take hold. As much as she wanted to be lost in her lover…this…this mission was far more important right now. The woman under them had grown so much…changed so much…sacrificed to become a better person. She deserved…to be happy…and it saddened her deeply that she hurt so much and hid it from the world…and still..encouraged others to be happy.
"You ready to try and give her a piece of happiness?" Ladybug whispered.
"Absolutely," Chat whispered back. "Nobody deserves it more," he agreed. "That's why you're amazing. This was definitely more important," he winked. "As loathe as I am to admit it."
Chloe's tears filled the air, and they both stiffened, sighing. She was no longer on the phone, and instead, crying herself into the abyss that might be called sleep.
"You're on," she murmured, and he nodded. "Feel free to lay on that wonderful charm for her," she added.
He smirked. "I'm always charming," he countered and leapt off the roof. Seconds later there was a shriek of alarm, followed by some grunting, shuffling, blows falling before Chloe gasped loudly.
"Chat Noir!?"
"Y-yeah," he chuckled anxiously, before his boisterous tone continued and Ladybug rolled her eyes. "You know, anybody who could make a woman as beautiful as you cry, should probably be dragged outside and beat to a pulp. May I do the honors? Though, to be honest, if he's ignoring you, he doesn't deserve you in the first place."
The ensuing laugh was a little harsh, but she heard the sniffle. "It's not just one guy, really, it's all guys. Anyway, why are you here, Chat? There's no Akuma…Milan is far from Paris for you to be making house calls on helpless blonde women…"
Ladybug took her cue and swung in gracefully. "Sorry I'm late," she whispered, pretending to be breathless. "Lost my way," she glowered at her partner. "Coulda waited," she said.
He snickered. "Not my fault you said you could find your way without me, bugaboo," he teased easily.
The bluenette rolled her eyes and drew a big breath. "Chloe Bourgeois, we have received word, from multiple sources, including Marinette Dupain-Cheng, Adrien Agreste, and Alya Césaire, journalist of the noted Ladyblog, that your behavior lately…"
If it were possible, the normally confident strong blonde woman shrunk down on herself, and Ladybug struggled to keep her smirk.
"Has been worthy, of a second chance at the Bee Miraculous," she said strongly, holding out the pin in her palm for the model.
It hadn't been easy to convince Fu to allow Pegasus to teleport it over to them, and when he had, Chat Noir was the one who'd been the one who'd met him to obscure identities. No need to let everyone know Ladybug was out of town…despite her notable absence the last week. Though, Fu said he trusted her decision, and finally relented when she begged, and Pegasus had showed, giving Chat the pin.
The look on Chloe's face was worth all the begging and pleading she'd done most of the day via text and phone...in between shoots and…she grinned…rampant sex acts. The awe, and…honor gracing the woman's face…and humility…made Marinette feel…breathless.
"Th-Thank you," she whispered, gorgeous blue eyes widened as she reached for the hairpin tentatively. When her fingers wrapped around it, she clutched it greedily to her chest as if it might disappear. "W-What is the first order of business?" She licked her hips, eager…nervous.
Marinette slid her bluebell eyes to Chat, and even he was surprised, because this wasn't the plan he'd been let in on. "Well," she whispered. "We haven't stretched our legs in awhile, so…" she giggled. "How about a race over the rooftops of an unfamiliar terrain to determine who is the best adaptive Miraculous?" Chloe looked absolutely at peace, happiness exploding in her bright orbs. Chat's eyes burst with excitement over a new challenge.
***25 minutes later***
They stood at the top of the Allianz Tower, wide-eyed…breathless….shuddering with the awe of Milan spread out around them.
"Beautiful," Queen Bee gasped, unable to hold back, and Ladybug nodded her agreement.
"Y-yes, Queen, it is," she whispered. "I suspect people would feel the same way of Paris if they did not grow up amongst the streets their whole life," she pointed out.
"Good point," Chat said flatly, swallowing. Even the confident tomcat was in spectacular awe of the large city in the darkness.
The tower itself was one of the largest in the city as far as they could tell, which made it the perfect launching point, but how they were going to navigate beyond that was anyone's guess. That was what made the task fun.
Ladybug smirked. "Feeling inferior, Chaton," she teased, sliding her eyes to Queen, wriggling her eyebrows, and the fellow insect giggled.
"W-What? No! I'd squash both of you!"
Ladybug scoffed, twirling her yo-yo before flicking it like the actual toy it was represented as, giggling. "Okay, Chaton. Tell you what." She spun to face him slowly. "We will…raise the stakes considerably."
"What would you like if you win, Queen Bee?"
"I want to hold onto my own Miraculous," she admitted, but immediately shrunk away.
Ladybug emboldened her, nodding vigorously. "Absolutely, a fair prize. Good choice. I think, if I win, Chaton should wear a dress around Paris for a week," she burst out laughing at his indignant look. There wasn't really anything she wanted, but it would be funny to imagine him in an elegant gown…battling Akumas. Queen Bee chorused her.
"Chaton, what would you want, if you beat us both in a race back here?" She smirked, confident, playful, tilting her head, but the look in his eyes made her falter. She recognized that look…and it…meant…darkness…and heat…and screams of pleasure…with possible pain that tapered into pleasure…
"I want," he said slowly, and she could see him choosing his words carefully in the 'mixed' company. "To indulge in delicious portions of meat that are usually hard to…get my claws on," he growled, smirking.
She gasped, but quickly swallowed. Her…uh…ass? He wanted…to…pound her ass. She'd told him no. Part of his animal wanted to claim it, but she knew, part of his normal man just wanted to pound it too, but she felt weirded out by it, and it was a hard no…right now anyway. Now, looking in his eyes, seeing the challenge…the heat…the want…the…competition…she smirked.
"You want that morsel that badly," she asked, thickly.
"Oh, m'lady, good meat is plentiful right now, but that morsel if tantalizing, and since it's marked as forbidden, yeah, I want to partake more than the rest, sorry," he shrugged, smirking darkly. "Not sorry."
"Fine," she spat, confidently, but it was good-humored, albeit strained. She knew if she said no he'd still play, but...it was kind of exciting…and…she really hadn't planned on saying no to him…forever. The thought made her blush. "You're on Chaton. I'll buy you that expensive meat if you can beat both of us in this run," she teased, her stance hardening, and she watched his body quivering, his muscles tensing the way they did before a serious fight. Fuck, this wasn't good.
"Oh, my, I do believe…I'm fired up now," he whispered throatily, eyes glinting in the dark.
"I've got your back, Ladybug," Bee chimed in, smirking. "Let's smoke him," she giggled softly.
Ladybug smiled brightly. She'd always known that Ladybug was Chloe's idol, she just hadn't know…she was still…the adult woman's idol…
Ladybug smiled at her partner. "Chaton?"
He tilted his head, smiling. "Hm?"
She flung her yo-yo around his ankle, yanking him off his feet before throwing her and her 'new' partner off the building as it retracted, screaming "GOOD LUCK!'
***The Race***
It wasn't a fair race, really, because it was two against one, but that wasn't what made the sport uneven. It was the fact that their advantage was still…not…good enough.
"Dammit," Ladybug growled as Chat leapt several feet overhead in a large pounce, landing on a rooftop ahead of them. He spun, his green eyes glowing in the night as he smirked and fell backwards, dramatically off the ledge he was standing on, disappearing.
"Let's take a short cut," Bee suggested and Ladybug shook her head sharply.
"That's cheating, we agreed to stay on the outer perimeter, and that means following the city limit. At this rate, we won't win. Chat isn't technically faster than me, but his strength makes up for it, allowing for further leaps and bounds because he is still very fast."
"We could tie him up," Bee suggested and Ladybug snorted. It wasn't sporting, but she was tempted.
"Keep moving," she growled, running across the roof, flinging her yo-yo to the parallel roof and yanked to propel herself over, sprinting over the flat surface. Chaton was already three more buildings ahead, and she sighed.
"Maybe we can distract him," she panted.
That was a good idea, but he was…pretty damn focused on his prize, which made Ladybug flush furiously. It was going to be hard to distract from that.
"Great idea, I'm open to suggestions," she murmured as they continued forward over another couple structures.
"W-well," she said as they landed, grunting. "He has to beat both of us," she smirked. "Maybe you can get me a bigger head start? I'm sure Chat Noir still has a big soft spot for you."
Ladybug laughed, and it was loud, sudden, and full of humor. "You want me to u-use my woman wiles on the tomcat to win the race? That's awesome," she snickered. "That's also kinda awful," she teased playful as they continued flitting over uneven roofs.
"Where'd he go?" Queen said through heavy breaths as they slid to a stop on a flat surface, looking around frantically.
"I don't s-see him," Ladybug muttered, fists on her hips as she took several gulps of air.
"Maybe he got tired of waiting on slowpokes and went home?" Chat said playfully from behind them, startling both girls.
"Stupid cat!" Chloe hissed, clutching her chest.
Ladybug glowered at him, boisterous grin dominating his face, and he was holding his staff behind his head across his shoulders, one hand on each end like he was going for a leisurely stroll.
"What's the matter ladies? You look winded. Want to call defeat early and save yourselves the exertion?"
Chloe made a noise, and the blonde punched Chat in the shoulder. He let her, laughing softly. "We're just as good as you," she hissed, determined. "Exertion isn't a problem, I'm in great shape!"
"None of that is up for debate, my sexy little Bee," he commented softly, eyes raking over her to appreciate her form more fully. Ladybug might have been jealous if she wasn't sure he was doing it to assuage the sudden insecurity in Chloe's tone. Chat had been teasing them, but the woman hadn't been…a hero in a long time…so she might have taken the dig a little more personally. "I can tell you've taken excellent care of your body over the years," he said a little more throatily.
Ladybug glanced her way, and her face was flushing bright crimson. "I-I…just paws to yourself," she huffed, crossing her arms, looking away, but Marinette saw the pleased smile on her face.
When she looked at Chat, she knew he had seen it too, because he grinned and nodded. "You get tired of racing Chaton," Ladybug teased, edging closer to him, her eyes falling down his body, and he faltered…which, honestly, made her falter. The fact she had such a strong pull over him made her heart race. It was a…never ending circle of 'I get off on you getting off on me getting off you…' thing…and it was dizzying.
"Nope," he replied firmly. "Just wanted to make sure the competition wasn't dead since you were so far behind," he teased lightly. "Since you're fine…" He pulled his staff back over his shoulders, and her heart thumped, panicking. She looked at him, and bit her lip, and his eyes widened. "What…what are you doing m'lady?"
"Ladybug…?" Chloe's voice was hesitant.
"You…have to beat both of us," she said loudly so the blonde heard her, and Chat frowned for a moment before realizing what she meant, but it was too late, her hands gripped his staff on the inside between his own, and she kicked his feet from under him, knocking him flat on his back, pinning him to the roof.
The air rushed from his lungs, and she straddled him, rocking her hips slowly so that he groaned, and his eyes glazed over. He tried to thrust back against her, but she pushed upwards on her knees to remove herself from reach, and pushed harder on his staff to keep his torso down. His eyes narrowed, and she chanced a glance over her shoulder. Chloe was already several rooftops over, moving as fast as her legs would carry her.
"Cheating, m'lady?" He growled, deep, lingering, with an edge of playfulness. "I would say you must be akumatized to do something so awful to your dear partner, but I think my Lady might just have crossed to the dark side willingly," he hissed.
She finally looked down at him when Chloe disappeared beyond her view, and his eyes were dark…dangerous, and she gasped. "Ch-Chaton?"
"I'll give my Lady….five seconds to let me up," he smirked, eyes glinting with mischief, "before I do it myself and she'll have to suffer far worse consequences of her heinous betrayal and teasing me with her incredible body."
"Uh…" She blinked slowly, crimson rising in her cheeks. He didn't seem…angry…but…the look in his eyes was…uh…scary. Not…she feared for her life sort of scary…but…very scary. It made butterflies erupt in her belly, but heat pooled in her core, and she got…excited.
His nostrils flared, his pupils dilating as he groaned. "Mm, you're only making things worse for yourself my beautiful Mari," he whispered playfully, smirking. "One."
A shiver ran down her spine, and she licked her lips. "Chaton?"
"Two."
"I love you?"
"I love you, too," he smiled, and it was happy and genuine before it slid back to his mask of…mischief. "Three."
She jerked, and her brain reacted. She flipped backwards off him, and ran. She was across the roof, and onto the next before she could think a single thought. She ran like her life…or her ass…depended on it…
***Back at the Mansion***
"Remember Bee, meet us at the tower tomorrow night," Ladybug said softly. "Pegasus is going to teleport us back to Paris for a bit so we can show our faces around just in case we were seen tonight. We don't need Hawk Moth knowing all three of us are out of town."
The woman nodded enthusiastically, grinning broadly as she pulled her pin free, and Pollen appeared, vibrating. "You sure…I can keep this?"
"Absolutely," Ladybug beamed. "You've more than earned your second chance, but it isn't going to be easy, and maybe Pollen can work on some new glamour so your identity might be hidden again? If not, we'll figure something out."
"Cheaters," Chaton grunted again, teasing. Chloe stuck her tongue at him, and he grinned. "However, I'm very happy to have the beautiful Bee back with us," he said genuinely, gripping Chloe's hand, and she let him. He knelt and brushed his lips over her knuckles, and Ladybug watched her blush…and this time…she felt a pang of jealousy before he stood.
"Stay outta trouble," she said softly, and Chat grabbed her waist, vaulting them to the roof with his baton. They padded over to his bay window, which was unique compared to the standard, since it actually opened, and climbed in slowly.
"Spots off," she murmured softly, and Tikki appeared.
"That's a wonderful thing you did for Chloe, Marinette!" The being cooed, and the bluenette giggled, feeding her a macaron.
"Yes," Adrien growled, low, playful, dark. "Wonderful thing you did for Chloe, letting her get away…" The room went dark, and she knew he'd pulled the curtains over the windows.
Fear slid down her spine. "A-Adrien?"
"Try again, Princess," he growled, and her heart started to pound as she tried to feel her way towards the light switch. If she kept going straight she could get there. He hadn't released his transformation yet.
"Ch-Chat? Where are you? Why is it so dark?"
"Right here, Mari," he whispered in her ear, and he spun her a little, disorienting her sense of direction. She lashed out with her hands, but he chuckled, and it was distant, making her lick her suddenly dry lips. "It's dark because it's my room," he said. She frowned, and he laughed again. "Father owns this property, so this is the room I sleep in whenever I stay in Milan, so I have blackout curtains. Plagg enjoys it…and I must say, I'm seeing the appeal now, too."
Her heart thumped uncontrollably. "Th-this isn't funny, Chaton," she breathed, shivering at her total loss of sight.
"I'm not laughing, Princess," he whispered by her ear, pressing his hardness into her ass, making her moan. His hands caressed down her sides and squeezed her hips, rubbing into her once more before she gasped, and he pulled free, leaving her cold, hugging herself.
She looked around, which was useless because she couldn't make out a damn thing, and her brows pulled together. "What a-are you doing, Chat?"
"You cheated," he growled.
Her eyes widened, and her hands instinctively went to her backside. Was he going to..?
Chat made an indignant sound. "C'mon, Mari, I'm not a sore loser, and I'd like to think you'd know I wouldn't just force you to give me something when you've said no," he whispered from the darkness.
She relaxed a little and quirked a brow. "This isn't being a sore loser?"
His chuckle was accompanied by a short purr. "Oh, no, this is punishment for cheating, or does m'lady, the symbol of justice, think cheating should be allowed to go unpunished?"
She felt her cheeks flushing at his implications, and her thighs pressed more tightly together as her body started to heat up. Chat's punishments were always…so…incredibly…fun. There was a little pain involved…but it was always accompanied with great pleasure, and if she wanted to stop, he would. She knew he would. Suddenly, all the tension she'd been holding left her body.
"You're right, cheating was wrong," she breathed. "I'm sorry, Chat. Forgive me?"
"Of course," he said softly. "All you need is ask." His lips kissed hers, and it was tender, and slow, and she wrapped her arms around his neck, pressing her body into him, looping her leg over his hip to feel that hard part of him more fully against her aching sex.
She moaned into his mouth, and his claws gripped her ass, squeezing enough for her to wince and groan because the bite mark he'd left on her cheek as Adrien still hurt, and Chat moaned with pleasure when the small pained sound left her lips.
"Sore?"
"Only when I sit, or when you squeeze it," she countered. He gave it another squeeze, and she groaned again, which pulled a pleased sound from him. "Y-You getting off on my pain, monsieur?"
"A l-little," he admitted breathily. "Not because you're hurt…it's hard to explain." He was quiet for a few moments. "I can hear a bit of pleasure even through your pain, which is sexy, but it's more because your groans are a reminder I marked you when I can't see it," he said, and she could imagine him blushing. He was proud of his bite mark.
"Wow, so full of yourself," she teased.
His face touched her cheek, and he growled. "You're going to be full of me too, Princess, don't worry," and he pulled free again.
She gasped, and her knees went weak, dumping her to the floor on all fours. A shiver ran through her form, and she panted, heat filling her stomach as her panties soaked through. He always knew how to push her buttons…it just wasn't fair.
"So mean, Chat," she growled.
"Not easy for me either," he groaned. "Especially when you smell so fuckin' delicious and I've only had one proper meal and it was while listening to fuckin' Luka try and convince you to fuck him through the door," he said darkly.
Marinette blushed, groaning. That couldn't be right, could it? Chat loved to lick and kiss her all over…hadn't he…eaten her out more than once? No…no he hadn't…he'd been so busy losing control, and actually fucking her that it was true. He'd only…done it when Luka was at the door and she'd had to pretend he wasn't even there. Adrien had tried at least twice…but…it hadn't gone well, both times ending in tears and secrets being divulged.
"So," she tried, getting up to her knees, swiveling her head, squinting. "Why don't you come have a taste," she whispered throatily.
His growling moan filled the darkness, and her entire body tightened, making her gasp as she hugged herself. His tongue slid over her throat, and she moaned, reaching for him, but he wasn't there.
"D-Dammit Chat!" She heard him chuckle, but the sound was strained. She wanted him to fill her up…the ache was dull…but it was persistent…starting to emanate from her core outwards into her stomach. She looked around, pulling her lip between her teeth, letting her eyes flutter down.
His fingers gripped her face, and she felt him on his knees behind her, mouth on her neck as he spoke. "Princess is trying to cheat again," he growled darkly, thrusting against her ass, and she whimpered.
"Ch-Chat, please," she pleaded, wanting to feel that hardness against her core, to feel his hands on her body…
"Please, what?" His mouth laid kisses on her hot flesh, and he started to grind faster into her ass, and it made her incredibly wet, and hot…and tight…but it did nothing to alleviate her ache. In fact, it just made it that much worse.
"I w-want you," she whispered, barely able to think as his pants got louder against her neck and ear, one hand holding her chin still, the other gripping her hip as they sat on their knees together. He was rubbing himself against her…faster..harder…and God…he was going to cum, and she wanted him to…even though she wouldn't…
"M-Mari," he moaned, panting as he continued his frantic rhythm.
The bluenette couldn't take it. He felt so good, and the sound of his pleasured panting on her skin, and the heat of his body….she shoved her hand down her pants and panties to alleviate her frustration, but Chat's fingers snared her wrist, yanking.
"Ch-Cheating," he hissed softly. Chat shoved her forward onto her hands and knees. "Naughty little Princess," he chastised. "Especially when I was so close," he groaned, pained.
"P-Please," she begged. "I ache so bad."
He groaned again and took her right hand in his, lacing their fingers together, putting it on her hip. He pressed his weight against her back so she needed to use her other arm to keep from falling. She felt something warm jolt her skin, sending electric shocks down her arm, and something inside of her was…shifting.
"So do I," he whispered, biting her shoulder as he started to thrust against her ass again. "G-God you drive me insane and back," he said darkly, grinding frantically again, and she cried out at his words, nails digging into the carpet. Something clawed up inside her chest, it was dark, and it was needy…and it wanted to take control…because she wanted him so fuckin' bad.
This punishment was far worse than she could have imagined. The only other punishment she'd had was a spanking, and it had hurt, but it was far more pleasurable than she'd thought it would be. This….this…pain…was far worse than the physical. This dull throbbing…the need to be touched…filled by the man behind her…listening to his moans…as he used her body to please himself…and told her how badly he wanted her…and how much she turned him on…it was maddening.
Another electric shock down her right arm and she realized…she could pinpoint…exactly…where she felt it coming front. She felt his Miraculous..flush against her ring finger where they were entwined on her hip...and now she felt so…
"Ch-Chat," she growled, deep, low in her throat, primal, needy.
"F-Fuck, Marinette," he breathed shakily into her neck, claws gripping her hand and hip tighter and she felt his climax approach in the desperate way he moved. "Oh, f-fuck, M-Mari, G-God, you feel so good," he groaned and then a loud growl escaped as he thrust one last time and rubbed firmly into her…over and over, refusing to pull back again. She felt the warm stickiness seeping through his armor and her pants and panties…and her lips trembled, wanting nothing more than to join him…to feel him explode inside her…any part of her.
He panted, stilling above her for a few moments, and another growl threatened to trickle free but his grip fell away. Some of the animal slid back, leaving her breathless in its wake.
"P-Please," she whispered desperately. He moved, and she felt a wave of panic when his touch completely disappeared, a whimper escaped but he scooped her up.
"Of course," he said easily, as if he hadn't just been torturing her, and she glowered at him, making him laugh. "You're not even looking at me, Princess," he teased.
"Shut up," she bit out semi-angrily.
"As you wish."
"Stop that!" She felt the bed under her as he set her down.
"Stop what?" He sounded truly confused as he pulled the curtains open so she could see.
She blinked against the sudden light, and watched as he did the same. "Stop making it difficult to be mad at you!"
"Why would you want to be mad at me? Do you want angry sex," he purred, getting down onto all fours near the window and started to stalk closer like a predator as he smirked. "We can do that."
Her entire face burned, and she crossed her arms, snapping her thighs shut. "N-no!" Though, God, she wished he'd stop being so fuckin'…sexy. Chat was….sex on legs…Adrien was sexy…and she wanted him…but Chat could ooze sex, and it was unfair. It was probably the animal factor.
"Liar," he whispered, and she stiffened eyes wide.
"Y-You're impossible!"
"You're incredibly sexy," he countered, tackling her to pin her down. "May I have a kiss?"
"Oh, you're actually going to ask?" He just smiled at her and she snarled. "Yeah! You can," she huffed. When their lips met it was soft and gentle, and she was finding it difficult to keep up her stern appearance, melting under his mouth. Her entire body shifted, relaxing under his steadily moving tongue as they danced together, and his hands caressed her ribs firmly, pushing up her shirt.
"What do you want, Mari?" He whispered softly, pulling back. "Claws in." The green light flashed briefly, and Plagg swirled dramatically through the air.
"So weak, dying, seconds to live," he groaned.
"Your cheese is in the usual spot, Plagg," Adrien groaned, shaking his head, but Marinette giggled, looking up at him, fingers playing in his blonde locks now.
"That was a horrible punishment, Adrien," she said firmly.
He cringed. "Are you actually that mad at me? I figured you would tell me to stop if I went too far," he breathed, eyes widening. "Oh, God, you do know I'll stop if you say so, right?"
She laughed softly, nodding. "I know, silly kitty. I almost said stop because it was unbearable, but it was…so good too, it was fun having you use me to make yourself cum and not being able to get myself off," she admitted, blushing.
He blushed too, kissing her slowly. "You haven't answered me though, What do you want now, my love?"
She thought about it for a moment. "Chat's the one that complained he only had one good meal…but how does Adrien feel about it?" She grinned.
The man moaned, scrambling to tear her clothes off, pulling her towards the edge of the bed. Marinette only had…seconds to think that she'd never seen him move so fast before he was on the floor with his face between her thighs. The feel of his hot tongue was only rivaled by the sound of his pleased growls as she screamed her pleasure for the man she loved.
AUTHOR NOTES REVIEWS:
*FANS SELF* Ahem…
Kazza2182, Luka would have a death wish if he comes up again…we shall see *sing song* Yes, forms shall be filled out and flaunted! I LOVE possessive kitty ^_^ I'm glad you're still here and enjoying.
trying414, there have been..dun dun dun…NO akumas yet…I'm getting there, I promise…it has been a quiet week in the UK (they've only been gone a week now), so yeah, they've had a nice week and we'll see how long their luck can go on, shall we? ;) I love the Chloe/Mari friendship too, hopefully you liked what they did for her here.
Faefolk11, I'm thinking about someone for Chloe, it has to be someone worthy though, so instead, I wanted to do something else great for her…which is HOW THIS CHAPTER HAPPENED! Hope you're happy about it ^_^ she deserved it..you might be getting creepy vibes from Gabriel? I mean….the man loves his wife, but Mari is super sexy isn't she? Who wouldn't want Chain-me-up? *scratches head* :P Yeah…Luka is getting too pushy…
NazaKaos, I'm glad you enjoy my version of Gabriel, but we still have lots of story to go too! So we'll see what happens ;) and yeah…God..I LOVE possessive Chat/Adrien…makes me melty all over (sorry TMI) Not a problem about the replies! You can always PM me too if you like! I respond frequently enough and I'm happy to Chat (har-har) while I'm writing.