A/N: When I tell you that I've been writing so much lately despite the lack of updates, I seriously mean it. Many of them have the potential of becoming long-ass oneshots over 10K words. I just don't like the whole editing process and that's why I have so, SO many stories and drabbles, which combined together could make up to 200K words, collecting dust in my docs and stash. BUT ANYWAYS. HERE IS A SWEET ONE FOR YOU FELLAS. POST REVEAL IN A RELATIONSHIP GOODNESS. ENJOY.


"Even though we'rе goin' through it (Ah)
And it makes you feel alone
Just know that I would die for you (Ooh, ooh)
Baby, I would die for you, yeah"

Die For You (Remix) - The Weeknd & Ariana Grande

Pairing - Ladynoir

Prompt - 'Real kissing'


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"Alya was being a little tease so you shouldn't really take her comments seriously, mon Chaton," Ladybug grinned with endearment and her eyes softened at her partner's dramatics and determination, loving the way the passionate fire flared within his beautiful emerald greens under his dishevelled blond hair. Her throbbing heart pounded within her chest at a fast yet exciting pace, feeling the brunt of their honeymoon phase and all that she wanted to do was be wrapped in his arms and squeal like the lovesick girl she is into his strong chest. However, she used all the restraint in her body to stop herself from doing so, wanting to maintain at least some level of composure, even if it was faux.

"Impossible! She said we kissed like a pair of three-year-olds! Three-year-olds! What an insult!" He pouted pathetically and then leaned right into her space, his hands clasping hers tenderly as they both remained seated on the deserted rooftop. "We've been in love with each other for such a long time! Madly in love! Surely our kisses are just as passionate and sweet, Marinette," Chat Noir then proceeded to press his lips against hers wonderfully as if to prove his point, the contact warm and sweet and quite brief but enough to make the butterflies in her stomach flutter and tickle her heart. "See...?"

Oh, her boyfriend was so, so cute~

'Mon Chaton~ trop mignon!' She practically fangirled internally, squeezing their fingers tighter together and shyly peering at him under her long, dark lashes, her silent request for another kiss granted by his mouth making its way back to hers once more.

"Adrien," Ladybug's pretty grin widened, the two of them wearing matching sakura-hued blushes and trying to keep down bashful giggles. "I know just how sweet and wonderful your kisses are, so don't worry," She pecked him to reinforce her point smiling into the kiss when she felt his own turn into a giddy beam. "What Alya was trying to say in a roundabout way was that...we're still very shy with our kisses. We pull away a few seconds after our lips meet."

"Is...is that a bad thing?" His feline ears plastered themselves against his unruly, golden hair and his tail wrapped itself around her torso, his eyes so big and so green that she could easily see her flustered reflection in them. He was so unfairly cute and she found it so hard to think properly around him.

"Not at all! She just enjoys getting under our skin because our reactions are a source of entertainment for her," His Lady nudged her shoulder with his and then pressed a loving kiss on the back of his hand, adoring the smitten expression that bloomed on his face happily and the way his faux ears perked themselves back up on his head.

"Is...is that so?"

"Mmhmm...we have little to no experience in kissing...only have kissed each other and forgotten a bunch of them," She stared up into the calm night sky, her partner's head resting on hers gently. Her fingers made their way to his hair, stroking the soft, fluffy locks and weaving them with her digits. "So, now is a good chance to...you know..." Her nerves were starting to get the better of her infuriatingly and Ladybug felt her throat dry and clam up, her brows furrowing even further under her mask.

"My Lady?"

"Weshouldpractisemorekisses."

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"...Huh?"

"I said, we should practise more kissing!" She blurted out at a louder volume and then quickly clasped her mouth with her hands whilst he watched her with both awe and sheer bewilderment. Ladybug had no choice but to avert her eyes from his wide pair, mind completely scrambled from her brutal honesty and the urge to swing a million miles away with her yo-yo was strong.

She should've expected his pointer finger to tuck under her chin and smoothly guide her back in his direction again without a beat. His eyes were so magnificently green and so intense as they gazed into her troubled, reddened face, soaking up every detail and counting every long lash until he suddenly pressed his lips firmly against hers.

The kiss was harder and hotter and so much more powerful than all the ones they'd shared previously, sending her mind at dizzying speeds and leaving her hands to desperately clutch at his shoulders and dig her nails as best as she could through her suit and into his own. His mouth feathered and parted over hers repeatedly, capturing her bottom rosy lip and tugging it with his teeth before parting away. She felt like she was dreaming deeply and almost followed his movements to reconnect their lips for another dose of sugar and honey.

"Like this?" He husked against her mouth, lips still brushing deliciously and his eyes barely open (like glowing green crescents against the darkness of his ebony mask).

"Y...Yeah,"

Ladybug thanked all the benevolent deities that existed for this wonderful, hot and thrilling moment and experience. She even thanked Alya's constant silly teasing for leading them to this conversation in the first place after having winded her partner up! It was worth all the embarrassment and kettle-like squeals that left her throat every time her best friend decided to be extra mischievous and torture her and her partner for a bit. Her thought process didn't get a chance to delve deeper with her newly found appreciation for Alya, Chat Noir's lips making their way back to hers almost impatiently, reigniting the sparks in her bloodstream into an inferno of delight.

Kissing has redefined itself in her personal dictionary all over again as her Chaton got really invested in the lip lock, experimentally parting her lips back and forth with his own again with a smoothness that rivalled butter, making her heart swell and beat loud enough to make her ears burn and redden. The taste of him was so indescribable and yet so perfect at the same time. She loved this...she loved him! So, so, so much! The sinful softness of his dewy lips, the warmth of his large hand clasped behind her neck tenderly, the sweetness of his firm grip on her hip. Ladybug felt her skin burn in all the best ways possible and the remaining innocent, almost child-like feelings she has for him bloomed into something much deeper and much more intimate. It was too much and not enough at the same time and she was going insane!

"You've been holding back on me all this time," Ladybug managed to gasp quietly when they parted, the couple wearing matching dazed and hungry expressions and the taller of the two couldn't help but press his lips back on hers sweetly; as if he couldn't get enough of her at all. The hand that was behind her neck now tearing off her ribbons and brushing through her hair gingerly with his careful, clawed fingers.

"That good?" He smirked against her lips, the shit-eating grin only widening when she scowled and shoved his shoulder lightly (her scowl only deepened when he didn't even budge). "I'm just trying out the things I've watched in films and read in books," He murmured and resumed back to kissing his delectable Lady.

The raw rasp of his name leaving her throat beckoned him to go further, to trace the rims of her silky mouth with the tip of his tongue and then leaning onto his back on the rooftop, bringing her down with him so that she could straddle his hips as his purrs rumbled through his chest. The vibrations only warmed up their bodies even further and the kiss became even clumsier but just as exciting.

"Those must be some good books you've been reading," Ladybug husked against him, trailing her lips down to his jaw so that she could pepper kisses all over the sensitive skin and entwine their hands together.

"Very good books indeed," Chat Noir barely managed to whisper, his entire face as red as his Lady's suit from her butterfly kisses upon his ticklish flesh and his tail wrapped tightly around one of her thighs. "I could always give you some recommendations, hm?" He was silenced by her lips once more, her teeth tugging on his bottom lip confidently and sending down indescribable feelings throughout his heated body.

Of course.

His Lady is a biter!

"I don't need recommendations when I'm living the best love story," Her unexpected, heartfelt confession had him snap his eyes open, gazing at his beloved Lady who observed him back with an adoring smile of her own. He couldn't help but follow suit."Je t'aime, Adrien,"

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"Je t'aime, Marinette,"

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A/N: The more comments I get, the higher the chances that I'll update this collection immediately~! Till then!