"Were you born to bee wild, because you sure seem like it." Cat Noir's eyes sparkled as he leaned on his baton casually.
Queen Bee rolled her eyes, "Seriously? You've known me all these years and yet..." She let it trail off, ignoring the fact that Ladybug had caught up to them and surely heard what she'd said.
"That gives me more of a claim." Cat Noir shrugged.
"Sure, it does." Her voice dripped heavy sarcasm, and Ladybug looked over curiously.
"So... Are you saying that you weren't born to bee wild?" He couldn't help himself, and Queen Bee rolled her eyes at just hearing it again.
She stepped closer, ignoring Ladybug as she tended to do whenever her presence grated on her nerves instead of making her unbelievably happy, and gently ran her fingers up his chest to rest on his chin, "Do you want to say that again?"
"Yeah," His adam's apple bobbed slightly past his gulp, but he didn't dare pull away from her.
"Oh, really?" Her blue eyes twinkled, and she felt and heard rather than saw how Ladybug moved away very carefully as if she didn't want to stay here and witness Queen Bee steal a kiss from Cat Noir.
"You were born to bee wild." Despite his nervousness at her proximity, his eyes glinted in this fun form of mischief.
Queen Bee rolled her eyes and pressed closer, "A bee is not afraid to take what is hers." She smirked playfully as she pressed just a centimeter closer.
"What is yours, Queenie?" He murmured, voice dropping to a soft near purr.
"I'll have to say that you're my kitten, my worker bee, to care for." She smirked, ignoring the part of her that felt particularly weird to even mutter anything like that.
"Oh, is that so?" His green eyes lit up in slight teasing, "What is your first command, my Queen?"
"That you kiss me." Queen Bee shrugged, pressing closer, and kissing him anyway.
Cat Noir pressed closer, gingerly kissing her back, feeling the faint flutter from her wings that pressed her closer.
"So my Queen likes kisses, does she?" He was still willing to tease her, making her want to roll her eyes again; he simply had to tease her, didn't he?
"She loves kisses from her favorite worker kitty." She settled on, wondering if this would become pretty regular during their patrols.
"Oh." Cat Noir muttered, pressing closer, kissing her again, letting her have her way; Queen Bee wondered why he'd become much more willing to succumb to her desire since she'd become Queen Bee. May be it was a sign of how she'd grown in character, grown up in a way, and she was relieved to be able to enjoy whatever he'd give her.