WARNING: EXPLICIT DESCRIPTIONS; SMUT; LEMONS AND MORE!

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You might want to read the last chapter again, this is the aftermath ;)

2,3K of Smut for you!

The day past way too slowly to Adrien´s liking. Marinette was instantly gotten him hard again right before she exited his office. He had tried to calm down for an hour by distracting himself with some of his work. Needless to say his thoughts had always drifted back to her sucking his manhood under his desk. He had to quickly run down the hallway to the bathrooms, without looking suspicious, which was pretty difficult. He had to run fast enough not to be held back by one of his employees and not so fast that everyone would think he was acting weird. That´s how Adrien walked awkwardly at a fast pace down the hall. He was relieved to find all off the stalls empty.

After relieving himself (which didn't take him long at all, with all the freshly made memories), he made his way slowly to his office, concentrating on not thinking what Marinette had done to him a couple of hours ago.

Once he sat down at his desk again, the only thing he could think was that he wouldn´t be able to look at this desk like before ever again. Would he be able to even concentrate here now?

Adrien had a ton of work, like every other day, but his thoughts seemed to be always drifting to some more pleasurable thoughts. He kept passing his hands in his hair, trying to stop himself from thinking too much about her. But who could easily get over what she had done to him this morning?

His thoughts drifted towards one thought: revenge. Things could have ended pretty badly with Mr. Mollana in his office. He felt the urge and need to get to tease her, until she thought it wouldn´t stop anymore.

Seeing he wouldn´t get any work done today, he left for his last meeting, which thankfully kept him distracted. Once this slightly boring meeting had ended, he practically ran towards his car and drove to their apartment, located near the Eiffel Tower.

He decided to make a simple dinner, waiting for Mari to come back from work.

As the sun was beginning to set over the Parisian sky, Adrien heard the door´s lock click.

"Adrien? I´m home." Curious as to why Marinette wasn´t getting any response, she carefully put hanged her coat. She knew he must have been home already, his wallet and keys were in the entryway. She walked into the kitchen, to find a casserole slowly cooking on the stove.

Suddenly, she felt a presence behind her, but before she could turn around, he gripped her hips tightly, pressing her between him and the counter. She gasped as one of his hands moved to her behind, massaging it firmly. She wished she wasn´t wearing her tight pencil skirt, and be able to feel his warm, smooth hands on her sensitive skin.

Marinette, too, couldn´t get this morning out of her mind. Since she didn´t get any release, she had been pressing her tights together, hoping to ease some of the tension. She had to force herself not to run towards Adrien´s office, hoping he would take care of her.

Warm lips ghosted over the back of her neck, making goose-bumps appear as they made their way up to her ear. After a light nibble of her ear-lobe, Adrien finally acknowledged his presence verbally.

"I couldn´t stop thinking about you all day, after your little hide and seek under my desk… what you do to me Lovebug…" he said with his low sexy voice he only used when they were alone, making Marinette press her thighs together once more.

"You are such a tease." He said, before his hand reached towards the stove, turning it off.

Marinette swallowed with some difficulty, lust and want growing inside her at a ragging speed.

"W-what did you make for dinner?" Marinette asked, trying to distract him.

Adrien chuckled almost soundlessly into her hair. She could feel him shake his head, as his long blond strands crazed her cheek.

"Did you really think once I finally got you for myself, I would only eat dinner with you after the eventful day we had?" Marinette bit her lip, trying to keep herself from turning into putty in his hands.

His hand ghosted over the front of her tight pencil skirt. Her hips automatically tried to block his hand between her covered area and the counter, hoping for more pressure.

All too soon, his hand drifted back to her hips, tracing circles into her hipbone. His other hand drifted to her back, slowly pulling down the zipper of her tight skirt, purposefully dragging his warm fingers along her spine, making a shiver run through her whole body. She heard him chuckle behind her, frustrating her even more.

Without even taking her skirt off, his hand drifted to her bottom under her skirt, squeezing it hard. She gasped loudly, rolling her hips back against his.

"Exited, aren´t we?" He asked smugly, while she kept taking deep breath, trying to calm her heartrate, while he kept massaging her butt roughly. Her shaky hands came up to open the buttons of her blouse, when suddenly she was turned around and pressed, once again, against the counter. A moan escaped her as she felt his bulge press into her sacred area. His hands gripped her wrists, stopping her from pulling her blouse off.

"What do you think you´re doing?"

"T-taking my blouse off…"

"That´s a bit fast, isn´t it?"

"W-well I´m kinda dying here, Adrien. So, please! Please, do something about it!" She begged as her head dropped against his shoulder, too aroused to feel embarrassed by what she just admitted. He chuckled and leaned forward, whispering in her ear.

"What if I want to take it nice and slowly. Just like this morning, wouldn´t you like that Lovebug?" He answered truthfully as he bit into the flesh right below her ear.

Marinette wanted to cry at her own destiny. She had teased him for so long this morning and now it was her turn. This was his revenge. Not that she wouldn´t enjoy it in the end… or at least she hoped.

He rolled his hips, gliding his hands to the hem of her blouse, tracing up her muscled abs, feeling them tense under his fingers. She wiggled against him, hoping for any pressure on the front of her panties, but Adrien quickly took a step back. Her eyes widened, thinking about something that could have upset him and making him step back. Before she could finalise her thoughts, he kneeled down, her fingers gripping the bottom of her skirt and pulled it down rapidly. He approached her once again, his hands coming up to hold her at the junction of her bottom and legs, caressing the soft skin his fingertips. His lips started licking and nipping at her inner thigh, too far away from where she wanted him in her opinion. His lips trailed slowly up, she tried to squeeze her tights together, the teasing driving her mad and incredibly frustrated. But Adrien wouldn´t let her, always forcing her legs to be apart. The closer he got to her panties, the more her legs started shaking uncontrollably.

Suddenly Adrien stopped, green eyes solely focused on her. His smug grin was illuminating his face more than the dim light from the kitchen. Her chest heaved up and down as she tried to calm her panting.

"Would you like to move somewhere more comfortable, My Lady?"

She nodded frantically and screamed as Adrien threw her on his shoulder, one of his hands resting in her butt as he made his way towards their bedroom. He threw her on their bed, making her bounce a couple of times on the mattress. She observed as he took his shoes off and unbuttoned his white dress-shirt. Not taking it off completely, he rolled up his sleeves, his smirk growing as he saw Marinette´s blush intensified. Her eyes were devouring his naked chest and abs. Her pupils widened with lust.

He slowly made his way to their bed, leaning on his elbows, so he wasn´t crushing her with his weight. Marinette, who was lying underneath him, couldn´t take her eyes off him, completely enthralled by that sexy smirk and glint in his eyes. He knew the effect he had on her, and he was damn good at using it against her. His lips trailed along her neck and throat, nipping once again at her skin, leaving red marks on his way. While nibbling at her collarbone, one of his hands started to unbutton her blouse. She gasped as his arm encircled her waist, pressing her into him. His lips finally left her throat to kiss her greedily on the lips. Marinette moaned loudly against his lips, some of the tension releasing as she finally could kiss him. She put all of her frustration and arousal into this kiss, trying to make him break and finish her already. She couldn´t take his slow teasing anymore.

All too soon, his lips left hers, making her groan in annoyance, which quickly changed into a loud mewl as his hand started massaging her breast. She didn´t care about what he would do, but she shot up to take her bra off, which resulted in more tearing it off her with her blouse, and threw it across the room, and lying down once again.

His hand took place on her breast again, and massaged it, observing how his girlfriend was moaning and wiggling under him. His lips attached themselves on her other nipple, tugging at it roughly with his teeth, making her eyes close in pure bliss.

Finally... She thought.

She couldn´t tell how long Adrien occupied himself with her breasts, but she soon felt the need for more. Much more.

She kept rolling his hips against his prominent bulge, but nothing made him take his lips off her breasts, frustrating her once more.

"A-Adrien! Please." She could feel his lips turn into a smirk against her skin.

She looked down at him only to see that somehow he had gotten rid of his pants. Leaving him in his boxers and opened shirt. Her thoughts were interrupted by a finger trailing on the front of her panties. Her back arched as she let out a long moan. After caressing the front of her panties a few times, he finally slid them down her creamy thighs, caressing as much sensitive skin as he could on his way.

He kissed both of her nipples, before leaving a trail of nips and kisses down her stomach to the apex of her tights. Marinette opened her legs instinctively, silently begging him. He kissed her clit delicately, making her roll her hips against his face. He finally dragged his tongue down on her and she let out a loud high-pitched moan.

She was impossibly wet. Wet, because of him; wet for him. The thought made him even harder, which was being near impossible to ignore at this point.

Licks, slurps, moans, gasps and the creaking of the bed echoed in their room. Adrien didn´t drop his attention from her clit, as he slowly introduced two fingers inside of her, feeling her clench around him directly. He started bumping them slowly, as he sucked on her clit greedily, pushing her unto the verge of her orgasm. Marinette couldn´t keep any of her screams and moans in as she felt herself nearing the edge. Her back started to arch even more, when suddenly everything stopped.

She opened her eyes to see Adrien kneeling between her legs, looking down at her as he was slowly licking her juices off his fingers, humming happily. She gaped as he seemed to be concentrated on licking the rest of her wetness of his fingers and chin. She could only let out an annoyed groan.

"Adrien! This is so unfair! I didn´t even tease you this much this morning!"

"Probably, but it´s only the two of us right now. It´s not like someone could hear you moan or anything." He said smugly, knowing her frustration was rising once again.

She didn´t hear him slowly pulling a condom on his hard cock, before taking his shirt off.

Without any warning, he plunged inside of her, gliding easily into her soaked core. She gasped inaudibly as her eyes opened to see Adrien´s face contorted in bliss. His lust filled eyes fixed hers as he slowly set up his pace, making sure to go each time as deep as possible. He placed her legs on his shoulders, enabling him to bury himself deeper inside of her. His groans mixed with her breathless moans, the wet slap of their skins, arousing him even more, making him set a faster and rougher pace, hitting their pelvises against one another, earning himself eager moans from his girlfriend in which he was currently buried deep inside. Feeling like he was close, one of his hands started tugging at her nipple roughly. Her back arched to the point that there was no space left between them.

"Mari, let go." He implored, not being able to hold back any longer. Her mouth opened as a string of incoherent moans and praises flew out of her mouth, as he still was thrusting into her. Adrien groaned before finally stopping, being buried deep inside of her and releasing himself as her walls clenched uncontrollably around him.

He collapsed onto her, before forcing himself to slide off her, sliding the condom off, before throwing it away on the floor, not caring where it landed right now. He turned on his side, encircling Marinette´s waist with his tired arm, shifting closer to her.

Kissing her temple, he heard her murmur "I love you." Before she fell asleep in his arms, exhausted from her powerful orgasm. He arranged the light blanket above both of them and glanced at the clock; his eyelids felt like they weighed a ton. It wasn´t even eight p.m. and they hadn´t eaten anything, but Adrien didn´t care. He fell asleep, his arms tightening around the love of his life.

Hi!

So new chapter, I hope you´re not angry it took me some time. Actually I just wrote that today and since I won´t be able to update anything for the next week, there you have it :)

Eat chocolate!