She was tired.

Her whole body ached. Her shoulders felt as if they were being torn from her body. Her back felt as stiff as a broom stick and a migraine was creeping it way through her skull.

She wished she hadnt been so engrossed with the new haute-couture dress she had imagined. The idea had come to her last night in a sudden spurt? of inspiration. It had taken her a couple of hours last night to get the drawing just right and today she had spent the whole morning, afternoon, evening sitting at her sewing table, her back hunched over meters and kilos of colourful fabrics.

Strechting out her tired fingers, she took her shoes off, after having closed the front door of the apartment with a kick. Her right shoulder sagged down in order to relieve itself from her heavy bag.

The apartment was dark, only the glowing lights from the streets making their trough her windows and casting few shadows in the room.

She kicked of her boots with great difficulty and little coordination, as it seemed that she grew roots into them. After nearly tripping over her bag, she managed to reach the kitchen where she turned on a small light. Marinette Dupain-Cheng turned to her fridge and lifted her tired arm to open it, only to find a nearly empty fridge. Groaning in despair, she closed it and rumaged through her kitchen to find an open box of cornflakes. Dragging her feet to her sofa, she let herself fall into it, her big toe reaching forward to press on the power button of her TV controller, while she stuffed her hand into the box and picked up cornflakes to chove them directly into her mouth.

Munching on the cornflakes, she reached forward to pick the controller up and browse through the channels.

She half fell asleep in front of a random boring TV show.

She suddenly perked a little up as she felt some cold air draft up her neck, making the hairs at the back of her head straighten.

"That damned window..." she sighed beforesicking further into the sofa.

As she was about to fell back asleep, she felt a cool pair of lips on the side of her neck, making her perck um immediatly.

She sighed deeply, before turning her head to the side, granting those cool lips more space as her right hand shot up to pass her finger through silky strands of hair. A pair of lithe muscular arms wove themselves under her armpits and she got lifted out of the couch and carried to her bedroom.

Soon she was a pair of flashing green orbs staring at her and the small light in her room turned on. She reached forward and tried to straighten a blond curl out of his eyes, a smile grazing her lips.

"How come each time you manage to surprise me?" She mostly aksed herself, as he grinned.

"Where were you gone for so long? " she asked.

"Sorry my Princess, I am afraid I was send to another kindgom to do some boring adult stuff." He rolled his eyes in annoyance.

She combed her fingers through his hair as he kneeled in front of her. He leaned his head into her hand and closed his eyes. Leaning forward she started placing soft kisses along his jaw and mouth. He hummed before crawling on top of the bed, sitting against the headboard and lifting her up on his lap, before planting his lips on hers again.

"Mmmh! I missed you kitty." She whispered as they both parted their lips, she opened her eyes and inspected his face in the darkness onyl lit by the street lights peeking through her curtains. She traced the outline of his mask with her fingertip and a small smile appeared on his lips.

"I missed you too princess." After a long silence he continued. "But now, to show you how much and to act against the boredom and loneliness of the last week..."

Slowly the hand that was gripping her jean-clad thigh traced up to th e button of her pants and with a skilled flick of his fingers the button popped open and soon her jeans were being ripped off.

"Kittyy!" He could hear her heart rate pick up. She hastily unbuttoned her blouse before clumsily taking it off and nearly fell out of the bed if he hadn´t held back by her hips. Giggling she ripped her bra off and threw it somewhere in the room. She could feel his eyes observing her every move, his gaze dragging across her skin taking in every inch of skin she uncovered. His hands left her hips and drew a path across her lower abdomen, his thumbs caressing the skin intensly as they moved up. She shivered and a moan pierced through her lis and she felt his warm lips enclose around her right nipple.

She took in a deep breath and her hands moved by themselves into his soft hair, gripping it lightly in one hand as the other descended to his back to feel the muscle under his tight suit moving. Soon soft moans and suckling noises filled the room. He switched nipple and his hands drifted under each side of her body and down towards her ass. Slowly he pulled her hips into his, pressing her whole body against him and he suckled on her neck. A deep groan escaped his lips and he pressed their hips tighter together. She rolled her hips into his as she yancked his face form her neck and smashed their lips together.

She could feel the warmth of his skin beneath the suit as her hands moved up and down his back in order to squeeze his ass. This rewarded her with a new rock of hips into hers and a deeper groan and she felt and knew that his suit was growing increasingly tight.

"Princess, you vixen." He murmured. She hands rapidly found the sides of her panties, but before she could try to pull them off, she heard a sound of ripping fabric and soon the little clothing that was left on her skin was gone. She could feel him grinning at her and she huffed a laugh, before his lips descended once more of hers. His cool suit did little as to calm her burning skin and want.

She kept gently rocking her hips up into his, their tongues fighting. His hands kneeded her ass and hips, appreceating her soft curves. He felt her hands leave his body and reached for the belt of his suit. He let her remove it and reached next to them into the nightstand for a condom. He put in on her belly, before reaching down to free his hips. She opened the condom and reached for his girth pumping him a few times making his hips stutter and his breath got stuck in his throat at the sight before him. Her soft finger caressed his tip before sliding the condom down unto him.

"Now show kitty should show me how much he missed me." She smirked. And he didn´t need to be told twice before he started to rub his hips into her womenhood once more. His thumb placed itself on her clit and circled it as he entered her slowly. She fell back against the bed, her hair fanning out on her pillow as her lips parted without a sound making its way out of them. His thumb continued as his hips slowly pushed in and out of her gripping core. Needless to say: they had both missed this intensly.

His hips soon sped up and the room filled with louder moans. She pressed herself against him, her face burrowed in his neck suckling on his golden skin as she felt his ragged breath on her hair. Feeling her breasts pressing more against him aroused him even more and his hips sped up even more.

Though they wished this feeling could last forever soon they both crossed the edge and came accompanied with a series of groans and mewls. He could still feel her squeezing him and he pushed into her more to make it last longer as he languorously kissed her.

"I´m never leaving again." He said, before pulling out and taking the condom off.

There she lay breathing deeply after their pleasant workout, her breasts moving beautifully with her body.

Before she could say something, he buried his face between her legs and lapped her up thoroughly. He moaned as he tasted her fresh juices, her scent more intense. He felt a shiver run up her spine and he slowly dragged his tongue right on her clit applying a good amount of pressure.

She felt boneless and sank into the matress. She gripped her pillow and the duvet she lay on and he suckled on her inner lips and massaged her with his skilled tongue. He grinned as he heard moans grow increasingly louder. He lapped at her clit before plunging his tongue into her channel. Her hips started to rock against his face and he decided to suckle on her clit, knowing already how much she liked it.

Soon she came and her kitty lapped her up once more.

Once she had caught her breath again, while he had been suckling once more on her nipples and twisting them between his fingers. She flipped him with a new-found force and straddled his hips. His penis was already peaked, ready for any attention. She pumped him slowly and she could see his abs getting rigid as he drew in a sharp breath.

After sucking him a couple of times she herself became impatient and she rapidly rolled another condom unto him and settled her hips over his, before slowly descending on him. She knew his eyes were gkued to her breasts that moved in rhythm with her hips. His hands settled on her hips, his long fingers caressing the top of her ass as she bounced on top of him. She loved the feeling of her clit rubbing against the leather of his suit. Her pace picked up, loud moans filled the room as they both reached their climax. She squeezed him delicously before she lay on him suddenly feeling exhausted again.

His hands caressed her whole body.

"I´m not letting you leave for that much time anytime soon..." She mumbled, but she knew he had heard her with his cat-hearing. He chuckled and reached for the blanket at the foot of the bed and threw it above them. He could feel her heart rate slow down as her breath fanned over his torso.

He kissed her hair with a grin grazing his lips, before he relaxed and fell asleep himself.