Chapter Forty-Four: The Variable

Ladybug flipped with little effort as she retracted her string, tumbling with grace through the air before she landed on a sidewalk. Chaton plopped beside her in a practiced crouch, tipping his head up to grin boisterously at his Lady, and the guilt ate heavily at her insides, but she forced a smile across her face.

"You're still quick," she teased as much as possible, watching his ears flicker a little, one of the prosthetics folding flat against his hair as he quirked a brow. His tail began to slither along the ground, twitching, but he nodded.

"As you are cunning, m'lady," he offered evenly, and she flinched. He frowned at her reaction, pulling himself up with grace, cupping her face with warm leathered hands. "Do you need to tell me something?"

Staring up into his bright green eyes made her decision splinter, but she swallowed and shook her head. "I just need you to f-follow me," she whispered, capturing his mouth with need, feeding at his lips desperately, and Chat's hands pulled her firmly into his body. Ladybug could feel the hardest part of him pressing against the lowest part of her stomach, close to the apex of her thighs, and she groaned, wanting more.

The spotted heroine used her strength to pull herself up his body, and he supported her with ease, moaning in tandem with her gasp of delight as she pressed her core flat against him. The layers of her spandex and his leather did nothing to dissuade her need, and Ladybug ground against him, the wet sensation soaking through both of their armors, pulling a keening noise from her lover to match the fervor in her mind.

"M-M'lady, please, where are we going before you m-make m-me l-lose myself," he pleaded, his body trembling as he held her in against him.

The bluenette swallowed loudly, allowing her legs to drift back down, feet finding the cement before she whimpered her displeasure at the loss of contact. "N-Not much further," she croaked, taking off again before she lost her will not to have him right there.

***A few minutes later***

When they'd lost sight of the buildings, skimming by the outskirts of the main part of Paris, she dropped to her feet, running. She giggled as her hands outstretched, lost in the beauty of the field they'd found themselves in, and she could hear him galloping behind her.

"Nu-uh," she taunted, throwing herself sideways in a cart wheel, feeling his body slide by as she enacted the move. When she found her feet again, her boots slid a little, and Chat had already pivoted to tackle her again.

"Got you," he snarled playfully.

Ladybug squealed, launching herself sideways again at the last possible moment to avoid his grasp, disappearing into the knee length grass as she tumbled to the ground.

"Bugaboo," he chimed, and the spotted heroine could hear the laughter in his voice as he moved. Well, she couldn't hear him moving, per se, but she knew he was. The level of his stealth surpassed anything she'd ever seen, and she covered her mouth to contain just the sound of her breathing.

Silence, and her heart was hammering in her ears, threatening to echo wildly through the field as she tried not to squeal with laughter in her excitement. He wasn't…saying anything. He wasn't moving? She slowly pushed her head upwards and…she didn't see him.

Her eyes widened, and Ladybug swallowed audibly, turning around, full circle, slowly.

"Bugaboo," he whispered, and it reverberated from all around, making her panic with a fun sort of fear as she began running in the direction she needed to go. She didn't stand a chance as his purring laughter chased her into the distance.

***Thirty minutes later***

Chat vaulted them next to the clearing she'd had Tikki prepare earlier, a shield of trees blocked it from view, and Ladybug huffed a little.

"Not my fault batons are better than yo-yos," he grinned, spinning the pole to show off.

"Not what I'm huffing for," she countered, rolling her eyes.

"Oh, c'mon my love bug, of course I'm the better hunter! You can't be mad I caught you," he teased, encircling her wrist to yank her into his body.

Feeling him pressed against her soft curves made it hard to argue, and she melted, eyes fluttering closed. "I'm s-still mad," she whispered.

"Of course," he murmured softly, bypassing her mouth to layer sultry kisses against her sensitive neck, and Ladybug moaned, shivering. "What can I do…" he bit at her shoulder through her armor, making her back curve. "To make it up to you?"

The bluenette licked her lips, gripping his hands and tugged him towards the line of trees without a word. They wriggled through a small crevice, breaking into a small enclosed area, which was alight with small flameless candles, a large blanket spread out in the center with a basket.

"Surprise?" Her voice wavered a little as she regarded him. He didn't speak for a couple of minutes, and after awhile, the blue-haired woman thought she'd messed up, blushing. "I j-just thought….s-sorry if…"

The blonde man picked her up by the back of her thighs, forcing her to encircle his waist, and Ladybug moaned as his lips carved a path of desire along her mouth and jaw, continuing down her neck.

"Take it off, please," he croaked, sounding desperate as he took them both to his knees.

"S-Spots off," she murmured, watching as Tikki swirled away with the pink glow, and Chat pinned her to the blanket, his intense green eyes devouring her soul with just a single stare.

"I'm going to ravish every inch of you," he said firmly, making her blush, and she swallowed, biting her lip, forcing him to kiss her, groaning his need into her mouth as his hands shoved her shirt up roughly, claws scraping carefully at her delicate flesh.

"Ch-Chat," she groaned, pulling her face free to tip her head back, curving her spine so he could have…better access. Part of her heart fluttered nervously, afraid to continue, because pieces of…Luka still filtered in, but Chat…Adrien, he was her niche. He was her warmth and safety, so she let herself be afraid, just a little, but she also let herself be vulnerable to him, because he had earned it, and she wanted him.

The feline yanked her shirt up her torso, careful as he tugged it over her head, and tossed the garment carelessly aside. "Mine," he growled, making her quiver, heat pooling between her thighs. His nostrils flared as he inhaled sharply, moaning. "D-Definitely mine," he repeated, sliding down her body to tug at her pants and panties.

"W-Wait," she whispered, but the clothes were already gone, and Chat was shoving her thighs apart with his strong hands. She thought she'd panic more, but the moment his tongue slid along the length of her slit she keened, letting out a pent up cry of pleasure, reaching down to grip his blonde locks.

"Chat!"

"Mari," he growled, slipping his claws around her thighs, torturing her entrance and clit tenderly with slow tantalizing licks as she writhed, trying to buck her hips into his face, but his powerful arms kept her locked in place, making him chuckle.

"Ch-Chat, she hissed, frustrated. He was driving her insane with the delicious promise of friction and desire, and pulling back to leave her most sensitive bud aching, swollen…with need for him to finish. "P-Please!"

"Purrincess sounds desperate," he teased, giving her core another languid lap, and she growled, making him chuckle.

"Y-yes! Fuck, please! I n-need you, p-please," she almost sobbed now, and his mouth didn't hesitate in locking around her most susceptible part, sucking it into his hot confines, allowing her to spread her knees more to urge the feeling higher as he sucked greedily at the nub. "G-God, yes, Ch-Chat!" Her spine curved, nails carving a violent path down his scalp as the world fell away, her thighs moving to squeeze his face instead as she neared that special place. The nirvana that allowed her body to feel weightless and beautiful and…he purred…

"CHAT!"

***POV Change***

Her skin was thoroughly coated with sweat. Even her sweet core had traces of sweat as he worked at it with his greedy tongue, but he wouldn't give it up for anything as she whimpered, nigh exhausted from his efforts, and the man hadn't even been able to bury his aching cock in her delectable folds yet.

"P-Please," she whispered hoarsely, and he lifted his head enough to watch her skull lulling helplessly from side to side. "Before I p-pass out Chaton!"

He grinned, bright, slightly proud, and licked his lips of her tasty fluids. "Claws in," he growled, allowing Plagg to flutter off in an angry fit. His Kwami spewed a few remarks, but they rolled off just as easily as the blonde crawled up his lover's body, drinking her in. "God, your gorgeous," he commented, licking the bite mark Luka had left on her throat. It was healing, but it would probably scar.

The gesture made her shiver, and her nails dug into his arms. "T-Take the rest off," she ordered firmly, and he had no will to resist, shedding his shirt, pants, and boxers with practiced ease, propping himself above her, staring down into heated blue eyes. She moaned.

"Is my Love pleased?"

"I love you," she breathed shakily, pulling his face down to claim his lips, and he used the opportunity to maneuver his hips to poise himself at her wet entrance. Marinette slipped a leg over his hip, goading him closer and he thrust, hard, swallowing her first cry of pleasure with hunger, but he stilled himself as their lips moved with a hunger he'd almost forgotten.

"I love you too," he echoed finally as she tore free to catch her breath, panting beneath him. He rolled his hips, and she clasped his biceps firmly, pressing her full breasts into him as she threw her head back, voicing her appreciation.

Adrien lavished her neck with kisses, and he could already feel her core tightening around his cock, but he wasn't giving in that easily…this...this night was going to last forever…

***POV Change***

"God!" Chloe groaned, her bright blue eyes glaring as she helped the spotted heroine plop the two hundred PLUS pound, six foot one…LIMP...model onto the bed.

"I know," she grit her teeth in response, panting as they got Adrien onto the plush surface, wiping her forehead with the back of her arm. "Sp-Spots off," she huffed, dropping to her knees in exhaustion.

"He's going to kill you," the blonde pointed out, tapping a finger to her lips. "I don't want to be there for that."

"Uh, I suggest you don't be here when he wakes up?" The blunette frowned. "How long might that be, by the way?" She pulled out her phone, looking at the clock. She needed to meet with Gabriel in less than forty-five minutes.

"How many pills did you slip him," she said mockingly, and Mari cringed under the weight of her judgment.

"D-Does it matter that I crushed them up?"

Chloe's face scrunched up. "It's still the same amount," she pointed out.

"R-Right," she whispered, licking her suddenly dry lips. "W-well, I had to figure his metabolism is probably insane due…to his..uh…abilities?"

The blonde waved her hand, nodding. "Yeah, even without the ring he probably has a higher rate."

"Plus, I wanted to be sure he was out for most of the morning and afternoon," she admitted.

"So?"

"I gave him four or five pills?"

The mayor's daughter made a sound in her throat and sighed. "He's going to be really pissed when…he wakes up."

"You th-think I have time?"

The woman nodded. "I think you have time, but you're going to have to do a lot of begging to earn his forgiveness, just so you know."

Marinette dropped her eyes, swallowing. She had already betrayed her love once by knocking him out before the Akuma battle. Now, she'd gone a step further by drugging him without his knowledge to keep him incapacitated after he'd already warned her that if she removed him from the fight he'd….make her pay. Especially since they'd made love with intense passion and she'd slipped it into his…drink.

However, deep in her heart, she could almost put the pieces of the puzzle together. There was one man in her life that couldn't be accounted for. One individual giving her attention that seemed beyond the scope of the relationship she'd established. One…person…who might be considered…the variable that Mayura might consider her significant other. Only one other person had given her heated looks or posed her name in sensual tones.

"Y-yeah," she breathed. "B-But I need to go speak with Gabriel without him knowing." If she was right…she didn't want to shatter him.

Author Notes:

Calerose, I'm glad you were happy to see a new chapter. Sorry it took me awhile, but I'm always working on one fanfic or another (or an 'actual' book). I'm also glad you like 'Fools' because I have another one lined up after I finish fashion I'm sorry for your experiences, but in the end, they shape who we are, I suppose. We can strive through them or let them break us, right? I still hurt over my sister due to the circumstances surrounding the whole thing, but life doesn't stop. You're very welcome, I'm glad you continue to stay with me!

NazaKaos, I'm sorry for your experience, and I'm sure almost everyone can relate in some way. Not on the same level, but you're very welcome (for the share), it's not an easy thing for me to think about, especially since this upcoming year, on my birthday I'll be 'older' than my older sister, which sucks, but *shrugs* I'll find a way through. I thank you, as always, for being here for me *hugs*

Trying414, Lol, thank you for the heart emoji, and it's okay. I mean, it's not, but it is. It has happened, and it is gone, but life goes on. Yeah, Lila needs to be kicked in the nuts (or equivalent thereof) and Gabriel…hm…and Nathalie…I don't even know how it's going to end! O.o'

Emjrabbitwolf, yeah, it doesn't feel like the good outweighs the bad sometimes, but my kids are happy and healthy and that, ultimately, is my only concern. Yeah, self harm is still something I struggle with all the time, myself, so I can feel you there, but I'm a cutter, through and through, mostly. That, and I used to get into fights and let myself get beat down when I could have avoided it. It's my job to my character's through it, it's life in my opinion, not a fairy tale. Fairy tales are for…kids, and this is definitely not rated…G. Yeah, Nathalie is getting the rough end of everything. They've all gone through enough, but we're nearing the end so we'll see what's been going on! I'm glad you enjoyed the chaste kiss that Adrien offered his friend because he deserved it! And you're right, they're mostly hetero in my mind, but they need a DEEP meaningful connection to oblige to engage…either way.

Blackwhitewolfgirl17, I'm sorry to hear about your struggles, and thank you for the thoughts. I'm glad you're reading and hope you enjoy ^_^.

Guest, it's okay, I learn to keep living despite the circumstances, and I appreciate you thinking that I'm doing well! Please, I hope you continue enjoying!

Italian Guest, it's fine, I'm not the only person with a loss, I'm sure, but thank you, all the same, truly. I'm very happy that you find my work good enough to follow (As I've seen your reviews on more than one story, obviously) Yeah, the three kids are my biggest struggle, believe it or not, the two year old isn't the problem, it's more the six and eight (TODAY because it's HER BIRTHDAY!) year old are the general problem arguing with each other! I'm…very very happy you enjoy, truly, it makes part of me feel fulfilled that people enjoy my writing, honestly!