A/N: I got my fried chicken you lads get a sugary sweet snippet from me~! I slotted an illustration of what actual cat Chat Noir looks like on AO3! Enjoy the story!

"You feel me, I feel you.
I need to know the taste that's on your lips.
And I see only you 'cause no one's ever touched me there like this."

Feel Me - Krewella

Pairing - Ladynoir + Adrinette

Prompt - 'Cat'

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"Mon Chaton!? C'est toi!? You got turned into an actual chaton again!?" Ladybug groaned in defeat, tugging on her hair whilst sitting on her haunches, her companion no longer the tall, blond-haired human being and now currently a tiny, round black kitten with huge green eyes and wearing an obnoxiously large bell. "Did you do this on purpose? Did you?" Her accusation had the puffball leap up in the air (by about two centimetres) as an outcry, shaking his head with a loud meow. His bell rang from the rapid movements as a gentle, soft chime and no one would even believe that he was the host of destruction and chaos.

"Miau! Miau!" He was adamant in defending himself, evident in his loud, mewling protests and the way he pressed his tiny paws against her ankle, peering up with the very same greens that she's fallen for since who knows when. Rolling her brilliant blue eyes with a huff and quickly checking her surroundings to see if the animal-turning akuma was lurking anywhere nearby, Ladybug picked up her fluffy partner with tender hands.

"Fine. Fine. You don't need to cry at me anymore," Her voice softened, a small smile playing on her pretty pink lips when he harrumphed victoriously. "I know you're not the type to be so reckless for something...like this..." An almost inaudible purr vibrated through her Chaton's body as he placed one of his adorable paws against her cheek, his eyes twinkling from the way she melted into his touch and the way she wore a beautiful smile that made his heart race.

Without wasting any more time, she delicately pressed her lips against his tiny, furry forehead and in an instant, his body burst with a brilliant flash of neon green light and filled the vicinity with a peppermint-scented smoke.

The silky fur she was kissing transformed into sweet, soft, velvety lips and her hands that were cupping the orb of fur were now cradling a very human and very familiar face.

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"Can't believe you accused me of turning into a cat on purpose," Chat Noir murmured huskily against her tingling lips, pulling away ever so slightly (much to her internal dismay that she refused to acknowledge) so that she can see his faint, mock glower. "Don't you know how inconvenient it is, being so small and so cute? I've had at least ten people try to steal me away! Oh wait, I forgot. You are so small and cute~"

Ignoring his last comment and rolling her eyes endearingly, Ladybug sassily retorted back. "If it's so inconvenient, you should've been extra careful, mon Chaton Noir. The akuma has hit you twice already-" She was met with another delectable kiss, this time much firmer and definitely much spicier than the last, one of his clawed hands grasping the back of her neck whilst her fingers trembled on top of his broad shoulders. The way his sharp fangs teased the rims of her mouth, the way his glossy lips felt so plush against hers, the way he drove every single thought out of her hardworking brain-

He pulled away, leaving Ladybug with an absolutely dazed, dreamy expression and a face just as bright red as his.

"What was that for?" She barely managed to rasp, her heart beating so fast it was driving her crazy. And then, of course, he just had to flash a cheeky and devilish shit-eating grin that turned her hummingbird heart into a relentless jackhammer.

"For good luck of course. Don't wanna transform into a cat again, do I~"

And because he knew he can, Chat Noir stole another quick kiss from her and vaulted away in pursuit of the akuma, leaving behind a flabbergasted and very thirsty polka-dotted heroine.

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"Oh no! Adrien! Are you okay!?" Marinette darted towards the poof of scented smoke and bright colours, the idea of transforming back to Ladybug shoved right at the back of her head as the need to make sure that the love of her life was safe was all that blared in her brain. She internally cursed herself for using her lucky charm too early which is the main reason why they were in this situation in the first place. She never expected Adrien of all people to be nearby when she destransformed, the boy insistent on escorting her somewhere safe instead of letting her be (much to her heart's utter delight). Although his chivalry was very sweet and flattering, Marinette didn't appreciate it at all when he took the Akuma's blast by pushing her aside just like a certain self-sacrificing hero she knew.

Thankfully, the cackling puppet villain of the day already leapt away to cause even more mayhem and turn the entire population into their favourite four-legged fluffy animal, completely overlooking the designer's presence.

By the time the smoke and lights died down, Marinette finally got a good look at what's become of her beloved friend, only to jump back in complete shock and squint her eyes in disbelief. Perfect rosy lips parted in a huge 'o' and her body completely frozen before the miniature puffball that stood at least a foot away from her.

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Pitch black fur.

A ridiculously large golden bell.

Bright, emerald green eyes.

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"Ch...Chat Noir?" She was on her knees, hands hovering over the kitten's tiny form with hesitance as he peered up at her with his huge eyes. The little fluffball pattered closer towards his Princesse's frame, every step causing a quiet chime to ring within his bell and then he placed his paws upon her knees.

"Miau!" Though the heroine couldn't speak cat, his cry was identical to her Chaton's and before they knew it, all the pieces and clues that she desperately tried so hard in keeping apart sewn themselves together and formed the one and only truth. Despite the pure combustion of her mind and everything she ever knew when it came to the two boys she treasured more than anything in the world (now, turning out to be just one boy all along), Marinette cupped her hands under the kitten's body and brought him to her face.

"...Adrien?" Her voice was barely a breath but the flicker of his tiny kitten ear was an indication that he heard her perfectly. He tenderly placed a paw against her cheek, confirming his identity. Then, as if he was trying to ask for permission, he gazed at her lips intensely with his large round eyes, even offering his head so that she got the message. "Oh! R-Right! You want to be turned back to human, hahahaha! I mean, of course, you want to be human since being a cat is totally inconvenient and super dangerous- hahaha! Y-Yeah, I'll...I'll erm- I'll sh-shut up now,"

Wanting to alleviate her frazzled nerves, Chaton Noir cutely bumped his head against her cheek with a purr, a sound so strangely loud compared to his minuscule size.

"Heheh...okay, mon Chaton, you don't have to worry about me- hehehe...it's just a lot...taking all of this in- AaAgh! What am I doing? I need to hurry and change you back to human and then kick that Akuma's butt!" She was blind to his baffled expression(though to be fair, his features are very hard to distinguish no thanks to his shape and fur), readying herself to kiss his forehead.

'Mon Chaton? Kick the Akuma's butt? I can't be this lucky-'

The kitten's mind process was interrupted by the feeling of sweet softness against his forehead and before he knew it, he was encased in a flurry of lights and magic, physically transforming back to his normal human body. His lips were on hers, enthusiastic and oh-so loving, his paws which were on her face were now piano fingers cradling her jaw and the dizzying magic was shoved aside by the delicious warmth of her body against his. Adrien tried his best to incorporate all of his indescribably overjoyed feelings in this singular yet clumsy press of lips, his mouth fighting off a smile just so he could prolong the kiss.

But the need for air was persistent.

Reluctantly parting from her sugary, tempting (and now kiss-bruised) lips, he rested his forehead on hers with his intense emerald greens peering down at her glittering sky blues. The way her face bloomed with a beautiful sakura hue only tugged at his restraints even further, Adrien wanting nothing more than to swoop his mouth back down on hers for another taste for the sake of his insatiable heart.

"My Lady...it's you..." The way he spoke with so much devotion and relief had Marinette's heart skip so many beats, she was sure it was going to end her. Tongue-tied and nerves buzzing under her skin, she mustered a little nod and a timid smile.

"Let's go beat that silly Akuma," She stood on her shaking legs, lending a hand towards her grinning partner (her Chaton! Her Chaton!) so that he can stand by her side.

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The Akuma didn't even stand a chance.

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A/N: Merry Christmas you little shits.