Chapter Text
I'v е got a fever, so can you check?
Hand on my forehead, kiss my neck
And when you touch me, baby, I turn red
I've got a fever, so can you check?
Look, Marinette was a good girl.
She was sweet, she loved to help the others, she was kind, a good friend, and ready to fight for her friends and family. She was an innocent and good girl. She wasn’t a rebel and she learned with time and years as Ladybug that she needed to think before acting. The shameful events from her teenage years taught her to not act without thinking, at least a bit, about the consequences.
She was a young adult now, still Paris’ hero, and responsible for taking care and protecting her city from Chat Noir and Papillon. But she just got a new job at Gabriel and she was with her friends to celebrate. So tonight, she wouldn’t be a good girl.
Alya had the fox miraculous around her neck and Nino had the turtle miraculous around his wrist. The miraculous box was safe with her parents and she had already saved an akumatized victim today and almost hissed at Papillon, ‘dare to ruin their night’.
She wore white high-waisted skinny jeans and a black cropped tube top. A black and white short-sleeved button down was layered over the ensemble. She had left it unbuttoned to let it hang loosely along her slender body. She completed her look with long ring earrings right next to her miraculous ones and a black purse so Tikki and cookies could be safe if she needed them. And of course, her favorite black lipstick.
She checked herself in the mirror and smirked. Tonight, she wouldn’t think about Chat Noir being a stupid traitor or Papillon being an old guy that should sleep more and stop akumatizing kids and old grandpas. She would eat, drink, dance and if she had an oportunity, fuck someone to make her forget her hellish life.
The night started slow and calm. Marinette and her favorite couple went to a restaurant chosen by Nino, who would pay for the meal. They ate, drank, talked, and laughed. Nino and Alya started to get touchy with each other and Marinette groaned, throwing a french fry at them.
“Single woman here.”
“We already told you we’re totally into a threesome. You’re too pure for this kind of sin.” Alya smirked and Marinette rolled her eyes.
“I can be bold.” She said and Nino started to cough and Alya laughed. “What? It’s true!”
“The last time you had a walk of shame?” Alya pointed a french fry at Marinette and she opened her mouth to reply, but she didn’t have an answer because her sexual life was summed up in Luka, since he was the only man she had slept with.
“Okay, just because I had only one partner it doesn’t mean that my sexual life was boring. And even if it was, it doesn’t mean it was bad!”
“Oh, we bet it was amazing. Luka has long fingers. I bet the fingering was amazing.” Alya sipped her drink and Nino giggled as Marinette blushed.
“The point is…” Nino said to save Marinette from Alya’s teasing. “You need to loosen up a bit. You’re sexy as hell and an amazing person, M, and it has been years since you broke up with Luka. You need to get someone nice for you.”
“I’m too busy for dating.” Marinette played with her straw.
“Sleeping through your appointments is not being busy.” Alya sighed and Marinette wanted to groan. It was so easy to say she lost the time because she napped than to tell that, ‘hey, I’m late because I was kicking a man in black leather’s ass and an akuma, what did I miss?’
“Besides, a relationship is not something I want now. I just want to have sex, that’s all.”
“We’re here for you, girl.” Alya winked and Marinette laughed, drinking more from her martini. “I can introduce someone to you.”
“No, thank you. The last person you introduced to me was enough.”
“Well, I can introduce someone to you.” Nino said and Alya looked at him like a third eye just popped in the middle of his forehead. “What? It’s true! There was this guy I met when I worked for Gabriel Agreste and he is nice. We went out sometimes and it was really fun. He has good humour for jokes and is very kind to people. And I think Marinette would like him.” Nino threw a fry in his mouth and grabbed his phone.
Alya and Marinette watched with curiosity as Nino fished his phone and opened his contact list to show the picture of the guy he met. His name was Adrien and he had blonde hair, a beautiful smile and deep and amazing green eyes that made Marinette frown because they looked so familiar…
“Ohhh, look at this boy!” Alya whistled and grabbed the phone to check the photo better. “Marinette, if you don’t fuck him, I will. With you joining us, of course, babes.” She pecked Nino’s lips and slid Nino’s phone on the table towards Marinette, like she was passing drugs. “So?”
“He’s a model.” Nino said and Alya smirked.
“He’s a model, Marinette. You can probably lick ice cream off his chest!”
“Can’t you just let this die? I shared this information with you when I was drunk! And you said you wouldn’t kinkshame!”
“I’m not kinkshaming! I’m saying that you can have your way with this boy. Is he single?” She turned to Nino, who nodded.
“I can give him your number, pretending that you were curious if he knows any models that can work for you?” Nino suggested and Marinette huffed, playing with her hair.
He was cute and Nino said he was nice. She would love to meet him and talk, maybe something would happen. But then her fingers brushed her miraculous and she sighed, grabbing her drink. It wouldn’t work, one day he would get tired of her stupid excuses to be late or not meeting him like Luka did.
“I’m okay, Nino, but thank you.”
“Marinette!” Alya huffed and Marinette just shrugged.
“I mean, we can go to the club he is so you can at least see him and see if you approve?” Nino suggested and Alya clapped her hands, excited.
“Nino, you don’t even know if he wants to date someone!” Marinette tried to argue, but Alya was already grabbing her purse.
“You’re going to just meet him, Marinette!”
“Yeah, the boy needs more friends.” Nino said.
“See, girl, he needs friends!” Alya raised her hand to grab the waitress’ attention. “No commitments, just meeting the man and checking if he has a nice chest so you can lic-”
“If you shut up I swear I’ll go!” Marinette begged and Alya smirked.
“Where is the club again, Nino?”
*
The music was loud, it was too hot and crowded and Marinette couldn’t wait to lose herself to the beat of the music. The alcohol from the dinner was already running through her veins and she wanted to fill them with more, especially by the smutty way Alya was looking at her, like she was ready to make Marinette get laid tonight.
Knowing her best friend, Marinette was sure it was the reason why she was so excited.
Nino walked them through the club, since he knew from all of the nights as a DJ, and a lot of people greeted him. Sometimes, Marinette forgot how famous her friend was in nightclubs. They got to the VIP area and Nino was talking with the security as Alya was almost bouncing in place for being so excited about meeting this guy.
“He’s a fancy man! You see? He’s at the VIP!” Alya said.
“Or his girlfriend is fancy. Did you guys at least ask him if he was single before wanting to throw him at me?” Marinette said loud to be heard. “Alya, I don’t think this is a good idea.”
Nino came back with a disappointed face and Marinette felt a little bit disappointed too.
“He’s not there. The security said he left the VIP area thirty minutes ago. I texted him, but he didn’t reply yet.”
“Damn.” Alya sighed and looked at Nino. “Well, we always have tomorrow. What you guys want to do right now?”
“Well, since we are here already…” Nino smirked. “Why don't we stay a little?”
They went to the bar and ordered a few drinks, walking to the dance floor. They started to dance and drink and Marinette never felt so relaxed in a really long time since she got her miraculous.
“I’m going to grab more drinks!” Nino warned them and left. Alya and Marinette danced together, singing together and laughing while waiting for Nino.
During a beat, Marinette thought it would be an incredible dance move if she spun, but she forgot that she had drank and that she was in a crowded place and wearing high heels, so when she spinned, she lost her balance and knocked someone over.
The stranger grabbed her arms to steady her and she raised her head, a long apology already ready on the tip of her tongue, but it died as soon as she looked at the face of the man that was holding her.
The lights played with her mind and the alcohol in her brain helped give her a memory of Chat Noir holding her that way during a battle, and for a moment the blonde stranger looked like her nemesis. He looked at her with wide eyes like he also recognized her, but then a frown took over his features and he smiled, a bit unsure.
“Are you okay?”
His voice was hoarse and dripping with sin and made Marinette’s legs become jelly, as she looked at him like a gasping fish. Her mind went to dangerous places, where his mouth would whisper how hard he would fuck her as he fingered her until she was a sweaty needy mess, begging for his cock-
“This is the girl I was talking about, Adrien.” Nino’s voice was close and it was what made Marinette finally come out of her sinful reverie. She looked at her hands that were spread flat against his chest and swallowed hard because she would love to have her hands down his chest without a shirt in between.
“I’m sorry, I-” Marinette blushed and stepped away like a cornered animal. “I wasn’t looking and I tripped and-”
“That’s ok. No harm done.” The guy, Adrien, smirked and Marinette almost whimpered because it was so unfair how his voice was tempting. She blamed her sex dry spell as she tried to not let her eyes wander over his body like some deprived woman. “I’m Adrien.”
She watched as he leaned down to kiss her cheek. Marinette closed her eyes, feeling so close to moving her head to the side so he could kiss her mouth instead of her cheek, but she remembered that consent was a very important thing. So she just smiled.
“I’m Marinette. And this is Alya.” She pointed at her friend that was looking like a very excited kid at Christmas. “Nino’s girlfriend and my best friend!”
“It’s a pleasure to meet you!” Alya said and let Adrien kiss her cheek too. “Nino said a lot of nice things about you.”
Oh, God. Alya was such a liar, she didn’t even know about Adrien until tonight!
“Oh, that’s good, because I talked about him a lot to my friends.” Adrien laughed and scratched the back of his neck like he was nervous. “We just met at the bar.”
“We were looking for yo-” Alya started but Marinette laughed and brushed her hair to the side.
“Want to dance, Adrien?”
“Oh. Sure, yeah. I mean, I can’t dance very well but-”
“That’s okay, you’re in amazing hands! Marinette is an amazing dancer!” Nino said and Alya nodded.
“Oh. Good to know I’m in amazing hands then!” He smiled.
“You have amazing hands.” Marinette blurted out and then covered her mouth. “I mean, you’re amazing hands. I mean, you- you are in amazing hands.”
Adrien looked at her and laughed. His laugh was so pure and warm and it filled Marinette with a lot of good feelings, from her chest to her pussy.
“Let’s go?” He said and Marinette grabbed his hand. It was so big around hers and so warm, she couldn’t wait to have it wander around her body, wrapping around her neck, cupping her ass or her pussy….
Maybe she should stop drinking.
Adrien pulled her and she looked at Alya, mouthing ‘oh my god’ as Nino showed both of his thumbs up and Alya pulled her hair excited and bounced in place.
“Here is less crowded.” Adrien murmured against her ear and she bit her bottom lip to stop a moan from leaving her mouth. She wanted him to talk against her ear over and over again. “I hope you don’t mind.”
“No. It’s perfect. You’re perfect.” She said and he smiled a bit flustered and she realized what she just had said. “Oh, I mean, I-”
“That’s okay. You don’t have to be afraid of me.” He brushed her hair to the side and the tip of his fingers brushed over her skin and she shivered. “I don’t bite.”
He put his hand on her back and pulled her close until she was brushing against his. He leaned down until his mouth was brushing her ear.
“Unless you ask me to.” He said and this time, she didn’t stop her moan and she could feel his smirk without looking at him.
“Do you want to murder me?” She whispered and licked her lips that were suddenly dry.
“No. It wouldn’t be fun.” His nose brushed her temple and she put her hands over his chest, since she couldn’t reach his shoulders. Even with high heels, he was too tall for her. “I had my eyes over you all night. And when I noticed you were with Nino, I had to take my opportunity.”
“Oh, so you’re confessing I’m your type?” She teased and moved her face to stare at him. His eyes were glued to hers and he was staring at her with such intensity, like he was reading her mind and baring her soul.
“I’m really into beautiful women with dark hair, who are able to kick my ass.” He confessed and she giggled, opening her legs so he could fit one of his legs between them.
“Do you think I will be able to kick your ass?” She teased, her fingers playing with one of the buttons of his shirt.
“I don’t know. Why don’t we let the night show us?” He suggested and held her chin with his fingers. “Right now, I just want to check your talented dancing.”
“It’s been too long since I danced with someone…” She said and he smirked.
“Don’t worry.” His hand slid down her back until it reached her ass and he cupped it, pulling her closer. “I think we can make it work.”
They danced like that for two songs, moving their hips and body glued to the other. Marinette knew she should be ashamed by the way she was grinding against his leg, but she couldn’t stop, not when it was so good and it was making her pussy so wet and needy.
She missed this. To be desired. To be chased, to be wanted. Lately, her dirty dreams were all about Chat Noir fucking her hard. She knew it was him because she craved some hardcore fucking, where she would be bitten, fucked hard and it would turn into nothing but a mess in the end.
She needed orgasms. She needed to be fucked. And she needed the man that was hugging her hard against himself, palming her ass and hiding his face in her neck. Marinette wrapped her arms around his neck and he licked her sweaty skin, from her neck to her ear.
She gasped and wrapped her fingers around his hair and pulled, making him groan. He moved his face so he could stare at her and his eyes were fogged by lust. He brushed his lips against hers and she shivered.
“What, princess? Did the cat catch your tongue?”
Fever, by Dua Lipa, started to play. Marinette grabbed both sides of the collar of his shirt and hesitated. She wasn’t that bold, she was a good girl, she was Pari’s hero, for fucks sake! She shouldn’t let a complete stranger mess with her head that way.
She let him go and smirked, stepping away and brushing her hand on her hair, moving it to the side. Her hands played with her shirt, teasing him like she would take it off and she saw his eyes focus on her hands.
He stepped closer and she put her hand over his chest to make him stop. He groaned and she smirked, starting to move her body to the rhythm of the song, her hands wandering over her body. She saw the way he was almost eating her with his eyes and turned around, looking over her shoulder, as she rocked her hips from side to side.
She yelped when she felt his hands on her hips, and he pulled her to him so hard that her back hit his chest and she gasped. He wrapped his arms around her waist and hid his nose in her hair.
“You’re so beautiful.” He whispered and she shivered. “You’re so beautiful, sexy as hell and I just want to kiss you all over, bite you, make you mine, at least for tonight.”
Marinette whimpered as she brushed her ass against his dick. Adrien groaned and bit her neck, making her shiver.
“But not here. Not now.” He tilted her head to the side to expose more of her neck to his hungry mouth. “Not in front of everybody. I need you just for myself, to have my way with you. Kiss you all over, bite you, fuck you so hard you will scream my name so loud.” He whispered against her ear and pulled her earring with his mouth.
“Let me take you home. Let me love and praise you like you deserve.”
He turned her around and held her chin, staring at her and looking for any sign of discomfort. What he found, though, was a desperate lust burning inside her blue eyes.
“Yes.”
She wanted him to kiss her. To bruise her lips, to make her whimper and beg for more. She wanted to melt as she kissed him senseless, grinding against his dick and making him hard so he wanted her as much as she wanted him.
She wasn’t that bold, but something about Adrien made her be.
Hand in hand, they walked to Alya and Nino. Marinette let her friends know where she was going and Nino nodded, knowing Adrien’s place because of all of their gaming sessions. Alya hugged Marinette hard.
“Leave your phone location on and call me if you need to. And be careful. And have fun. Do you have condoms?! Plural, because the way you both were dancing-”
“I’m okay, mom.” Marinette laughed and kissed her forehead. “I know how to take care of myself. And something about him says he will take care of me too.”
*
The ride to his place was a pleasant appetizer and Marinette couldn’t wait for the rest.
Adrien insisted on calling for a taxi, because he didn’t want his driver to pick him up and didn’t want his father to discover his little adventure with her.
“He’s going to freak out, so I hope you don’t mind?” He asked as they waited for the taxi, while Adrien played with her hair. His fingers brushed her ears and down her neck just to tease her. It was like he couldn’t stop touching her.
“That’s okay. Everybody has secrets.” She smirked and his grin was hungry.
“Yeah.” His fingers brushed her earrings and he moved to touch her chin, turning her face towards his. “And I can’t wait to discover yours.”
“Careful, boy, you’re promising me a lot of things.”
“And I will fulfill each of them.”
The taxi was finally there and they climbed in. Marinette sat behind the driver and Adrien slid until he was sitting in the middle, by Marinette’s right side. He kissed her hair and put his arms around her shoulders, pulling her closer.
She put her head over his shoulder and watched him, curious about his actions. He smiled sweetly at her, caressed her shoulder, and kissed her forehead. Marinette closed her eyes and hummed satisfied.
During the ride to his place, Adrien grabbed his phone with his free hand, since the other was still caressing Marinette, and started to talk with the driver. Marinette heard the talk, feeling too fuzzy with the excitement about what would happen once they were inside his place to pay attention. Her mind kept going to dangerous and lusty places like; what it would be like when she finally kissed him, how his lips would taste, how soft they would be all over her body, around her nipples or over her pussy.
Like he could sense she was distracted, Adrien moved his arm that was around her shoulders to wrap around her waist. His fingers played with the exposed skin over her waist and he kept talking with the driver like nothing was happening.
And then, his hand slid up and he covered one of her breasts under her top. Marinette closed her eyes, feeling heat pooling between her legs and a desire to wrap her hand around his wrist and move his hand to her pussy.
Marinette turned her face to hide it in his neck and brushed her lips against his sensitive skin. He hummed, squeezing her breast in his hand, running his thumb over her nipple and making her shiver. Smirking, he turned his face and brushed his nose in her hair.
“Are you okay, love?” He asked low and she nodded, not trusting her voice. He hummed and his hand left her breast and Marinette was ready to complain when she noticed where he was moving his hand.
He cupped her pussy over her pants and she gasped. He put his mouth against her ear.
“Be quiet, kitty. We don’t want to be caught, do we?”
“No.” She moaned and he smirked. He teased her with his fingers and she closed her eyes, starting to get too wet to be wearing pants. “Adrien.”
“Hmm, my name is beautiful on your mouth. Open your eyes, princess, I want to see them as I wreck you.”
Slowly, she opened her eyes and licked her lips. His other hand was free now, so he held her chin and watched her.
She whined and he smirked. “I wish you were wearing a beautiful skirt, so I could pull your panties to the side and fuck you and make you ride my fingers. Right now.”
“Oh, does my princess like that idea? Maybe next time you can wear a pretty skirt for me, right?”
“Next time?” She teased and her hand brushed his leg. “Aren’t you too coy, hot stuff? You still need to wreck me for the first time to know if I will want another one.”
“Oh, trust me, princess. You will beg for more.” He hissed when she cupped his dick over his pants. “Fuck, brat.”
“You have no idea.” She purred and stared at him. “You will have to wreck me, handsome.”
“I can’t wait to finally be able to.” He moved his hands to her waist again and Marinette almost whimpered with the lack of contact. “When we are alone, kitty.”
The rest of the ride was safe for work - unfortunately - and it took a few minutes, but they finally stopped. Adrien paid for the ride and hand in hand, he guided Marinette to the elevator. They shared it with a cute old couple, so they had to behave.
They finally reached Adrien’s floor and said goodnight to the couple. Adrien walked them to his door and he unlocked it, guiding her inside with his hand on her lower back. He closed the door behind himself, locked the door, and turned around.
Marinette put her purse on the couch and put her arms behind her back, watching as he put his wallet and phone on a table. He looked at her from bottom to top, licking his lips and making Marinette shiver with anticipation.
“Take off your pants and heels. The shirt and top can stay.”
“And what if I don’t want to?” She teased.
He smirked in a dangerous way as he took off his belt and threw it on the floor.
“I will have to convince you to.”
“Yeah? And how will you make me obey?” She flirted and he approached her slowly. For each step he gave to approach her, she gave one behind to create space between them.
Her back hit the back of the couch and Adrien laughed with pure sin dripping from it.
“Guess you don’t have any place to run to now, kitty.” He pulled her by her waist and she gasped, as he bent down so he could brush his lips against hers. “You’re all mine now.”
“And what are you going to do to me then, pretty boy?”
He groaned and wrapped his hand around her hair, pulling it a bit to expose her neck. He bit it hard, making Marinette moan loud.
“Let me kiss you, please, let me kiss you.” He begged and his hands cupped her face. His nose brushed hers as he stared at her. “Let me kiss you.”
“Please.”
“Oh, aren’t you the sweetest kitty? You beg so sweetly, princess. I can’t wait to make you beg harder.” He brushed his thumb over her mouth and she opened her mouth to wrap her lips around it, sucking. Adrien groaned and practically purred. “Such a pretty girl.”
A shiver ran all over Marinette’s body and for a moment she asked herself what the fuck she was doing. She wasn’t normally that submissive, especially to strangers, but something about Adrien made her needy more willing to obey.
“Will you let me kiss you, princess?” He brushed his lips over hers, and she swallowed the needy ‘please’. “Will you let me make you feel good, make you be mine?”
She wrapped her arms around his neck and covered his mouth with hers, kissing him hard. Adrien groaned, his hands wandering over her body until he wrapped his arms around her and she felt so small and at the same time so protected caged inside his arms.
His lips were soft and he kissed her like he was hungry. Marinette moaned when the tip of her tongue brushed her bottom lip, and she melted when he put his hand behind her head to hold her closer.
He broke the kiss as they gasped for air, but he didn’t give her time to react as he turned her around and put his hand on her head again.
“You’re going to murder me.” He whispered as he made her lean over the back of his couch. “You’re driving me insane and I can’t wait to be inside you.”
“You’re making better work than me. I’m already insane.”
“That’s my baby girl.” He said as he opened the button of her pants and lowered them down until they were pooling around her ankles. “Fuck, I want to bite your ass and leave a mark.”
“And what is stopping you?” She pushed her hair to the said so she could watch him over her shoulder. Adrien ground against her ass and he was so hard already. “Fuck, Adrien, just fuck me.”
“Patience, Marinette. I waited too long to put my hands on you. I will enjoy it. You should just relax and enjoy it too.” He purred and knelt in front of her, kissing her ass. She wiggled it and he chuckled, slapping it lightly. “Behave.”
“Oh, I am behaving.” She teased and she moaned when he lowered her panties, making them join the mess around her ankles.
“Look how wet you are.” He purred and teased her pussy with his fingers. “Fuck, you’re such a good girl, so receptive.”
Marinette was ready to throw some sassy comment, but she gasped when his mouth covered her clit and he sucked, making all her thoughts go to space. She moaned as he licked her pussy, teasing her clit with his tongue.
“Oh, you’re so sweet.” He purred and kissed her inner thigh. “Let me free you from your heels. As much as I love to fuck a girl with her heels against my ass, I need you free from your pants.”
He took each of her shoes off and her pants and panties soon followed them. They didn’t even reach the floor before Adrien was over her again, fucking her with his fingers and tongue.
It didn’t take long for the room to be filled with her moans and pleads as Adrien increased the rhythm, fucking her harder with his fingers. She groaned and rolled her hips against his mouth, receiving a moan as a response.
“Adrien, please, please. I ne-need, fuck. Fuck me!” She was so close and he brushed his thumb against her clit. “Please, make me cum.”
He listened to her because he started to fuck her harder with his fingers, his tongue flicking her clit insistently. He felt when she was almost cumming and he stopped and smirked with her groan.
“Noooo.” She cried out and moved her head to see him rise, cleaning her mess from his chin with the back of his hand. “Why did you stop?”
“Because I will make you cum, princess. But with this…” He grabbed her hand and made her cup his hard cock over his jeans. “Inside you.”
He wrapped a hand around her neck and kissed her hard. Marinette kissed him back, her taste invading her mouth and making her more needy. He put one of his legs between hers and ground it against her pussy, biting her bottom lip and pulling it.
She opened her eyes and watched the dangerous hunger inside his eyes.
“What do you need, princess?”
“Your cock fucking me, sir.”
“That’s my good girl. Come on.”
He grabbed her hand and walked them to his room. He took his shirt and threw it to the side. Marinette didn’t wait to kiss and nibble his chest, her hands opening the button of his pants, while they kissed and bit each other’s lips.
She finally freed him and he pushed her against the bed. She gasped when her back hit the mattress, and she watched with interest as he finished taking off his clothes. The moment he pushed his underwear down, his cock hit his abdomen from how hard he was and Marinette kneeled on bed, licking her lips.
“Do you see something you like, princess?”
“Please, fuck my mouth.” She begged and he made a come hither gesture with his finger. She crawled over his bed until she reached the end of it and sat on the edge. Adrien grabbed her hair, wrapping it around his fist.
“Open your mouth for me, my princess. And eyes on mine the whole time, got it?”
She obeyed, opening her eyes and staring at him. He grabbed his cock with his free hand and teased his tip against her lips. He put his dick inside her mouth and thrusted a few times, just to test how far she could suck him.
She put her hands on his ass and pulled him so she could have all his cock inside her mouth. He moaned, holding her head still and pumped his hips faster, fucking her mouth. She dug her nails in his ass and moved one of her hands around to play with his balls.
“Shit, princess. You’re so good, so perfect. I could fuck your mouth for hours, you’re so good to me. Yes, look at you, my beautiful mess.” He babbled as he kept fucking her mouth harder. “Such a beautiful girl with your pretty lips around my dick. You love it, right? To have my dick deep down your throat. Fuck, stop, baby girl.” He said and slipped out of her mouth. She whimpered, trying to reach for his cock, but he grabbed her wrists and put them above her head.
She watched as he panted and pushed her against the bed, hovering over her.
“I want to cum when I’m inside you.” He said and kissed her, still pinning her hands over her head. Marinette wrapped her legs around his waist and brushed her pussy against his dick, begging to be fucked.
“Adrien, fuck me.”
“Hmmm I will, just…” He bit her shoulder and with the hand that wasn’t holding her hands together, he reached for his nightstand drawer. With a little sacrifice and stopping sometimes to be able to kiss, bite, or rub against Marinette’s pussy, he fished one of the condoms out and ripped it open.
His mouth brushed her neck and he bit it hard, making her moan and move her hips. He entered her at once, shivering with how wet she was and he wonderd how it would be to fuck her without a condom between them. He would probably cum as soon as he filled her.
“I want to bite your ear, but your hoop earrings are stopping my intentions.” He complained and kissed her again. Marinette tried to free herself and he chuckled. “Such a sweet princess.”
“Fuck me.” She begged and he started to move his hips, thrusting slowly at first and increasing the rhythm until his hips were slapping against hers. She started to beg for more, so he finally let her go, watching as she pushed her top down to expose her breasts to him.
“Ride me.” He begged and Marinette straddled his hips, teasing him. She took off her shirt and threw it to the side, keeping only her top around her belly.
“You’re so beautiful like this.” She whispered and her hands moved to her hoop earrings to take them off.
“Don’t.” He groaned and put his hand on the back of her head, pulling her closer. “Keep the earrings. I want to see them jiggling as I fuck you.”
“Fuck.” She said and put her hands on his chest. She started to move her hips faster, riding him as she got closer.
Marinette grabbed his hands and cupped her breasts with them. She started to bounce on his lap, until only the tip of his dick was inside and then lowered herself down onto it until it was deep inside her.
She was so close because she was moving her hips out of rhythm and in a desperate way, so Adrien moved one of his hands to her clit to flick it faster. She choked with a moan and came around his dick, letting her body fall over him.
She panted against his ear and kissed his neck, nibbling his ear. He moaned and felt her walls tighten around his dick, so he put his hands on her ass, opening the cheeks. He planted his feet on the mattress and raised his hips so he could thrust harder.
Marinette held him the best she could and let herself be fucked by him. The sounds of their moans and choked pleads, the sloppy kisses, and the slapping of their hips were the only things that could be heard as they tried to make the other reach their orgasm. Marinette pulled his hair, making him groan as she kissed his Adam’s apple and she whimpered when he played with her clit, his arm trapped between their bodies.
It didn’t take long before Marinette was cumming again and the tightness of her pussy around his dick was enough to make him cum. He moaned her name and she whimpered. They stayed like that for a few seconds, Marinette not able to move all over him. Adrien hummed and wrapped his arms around her, kissing her damp hair.
“I need to throw the condom away.”
“Oh. Yeah, sure.” She mumbled and he turned them to the side. He slipped out of her and she hissed, crossing her legs.
“Are you okay?”
“Hmmm. It’s just been a long time since I fucked, I’m just a little bit sensitive.”
“Oh, shit, Mari, I’m sorry. I should have been more cautious and-”
“No. It was perfect.” She sighed, satisfied.
“Let me just get rid of this condom and I will be right back.”
She hummed, closing her eyes and feeling exhausted. Adrien came back a few minutes later and laid right next her, putting a blanket over them. He wrapped his arms around her and pulled her closer, until her head was on his chest.
“Good?” He asked and she moved her face a bit to kiss his chest.
“Perfect. Wait.” She moaned and sat down, taking off her hoop earrings and putting them on his nightstand. She laid by his side again and he cuddled her. “Now it’s perfect.”
He chuckled, kissing her hair again.
“Do you need anything? Water, something to eat?”
“Just this.” She mumbled and sighed. “Wake me up tomorrow please, I have to work.”
“Sure. What time?”
Before she could reply, though, she fell asleep.
*
Marinette woke up with an annoying ringtone and without opening her eyes, she grabbed her phone and denied the call. Humming, she snuggled against the warm thing around her body.
Her phone rang again and this time she felt someone taking it from her hands. Opening one eye, she saw a very handsome blonde with messy hair and a huge grin.
“Come on, princess. Alya is calling you.”
“What time is it?”
“Hm, almost eight?”
“Fuck!” She screamed and got up. “Where are my clothes?”
“Some are in the living room.” He tried to not smirk as she put on her top and shirt.
“Thank you!” She smiled and leaned to kiss him fast. “It was amazing.”
“Can’t you stay a bit? Not even for a cup of coffee?” He gave her phone to her.
“I’m late for work, sorry.” She pouted and gave him a quick peck before running to the living room.
She found the rest of her clothes on the floor and put them on fast. She grabbed her purse and wanted to check on Tikki, but she was so late that she decided to put on her heels. Adrien left the room wearing only underwear and scratching his head.
“Can I call you?” He asked and she smiled, approaching him.
“Always.” She kissed him again and smiled. “See you, hot stuff.”
“See you, princess.” He walked her to the door. They shared one quick kiss and she entered the elevator, asking for an Uber. She saw Alya’s chat notification and read it.
[My Foxy Bitch]: I know you are late and that’s the only reason why I will allow you to not call me to tell all the dirty details.
[My Foxy Bitch]: But I will ask for all the dirty details during lunch.
[My Foxy Bitch]: Yes, you’re going to have lunch with me.
[My Foxy Bitch]: Unless you’re going to fuck pretty boy again.
Marinette rolled her eyes, smiling, and just sent her a wink emoji.
She bit her thumb, grinning as the memories of last night filled her. Adrien asked to call her, so she should just wait a bit.
*
“You’re looking like a cat that just got the cream.” Plagg said like he didn’t care.
Adrien smirked, brushing his chin with his hand, his miraculous rubbing against his skin as he watched Marinette walking to the Uber she had called from his window.
“No. I got something way better.” He licked his lips and felt lust and the adrenaline from the chase running inside his veins. “I got a lady. And not just any lady.”
“Oh?” Plagg sounded curious and put his camembert to the side.”
“I got my lady.” Adrien said and opened his hand, the inactive ladybug miraculous in his palm. “And I think I’ll keep her a secret from my father for a little while.”