So if you are reading this then you are reading the rewrite of this chapter. I decided to remake the first 13, or as much as I thought needed improving, because well why else would I? I think it is much better than the original. Some stuff has changed but the core is the same! And thanks to @can-i-leave-pls for being the first person to read it. She is an amazing mutual who deserves all the love!
Mentally Marinette felt like a million euros, and she couldn't wait for school today. Physically she was exhausted and needed even more sleep. She groaned as she laid in her bed, face planted in her pillow and rear end in the air. Tikki decided to climb up her legs and slide down her back, landing in a mess of tangled black hair.
"Tikki, you can't just pull a Flintstones on my back every time I lay like this." The girl said through subtle laughs. The feeling sent a tickling sensation through her body.
"Sorry Marinette, I can't help it. It is too much fun." The Kwami giggled as she crawled through the hair and sat on top of her head. Before Tikki could speak she caught sight of a peanut butter cookie still in its container sitting on Marinette's desk. Ignoring everything, the creature flew to her delicious prize.
Tikki was one of the best friends Marinette could ever ask for. All the sound and wise advice the small goddess had given her was invaluable. The only person who could compare was her partner Cat Noir. One of four people who could bring a smile to her face whenever she was down.
Marinette sat up in her bed and placed a hand on her chin. "I really need to do something as thanks for the Cat. Our hero anniversary is coming up faster than I would like and I need to do something special for him. That cute cat is always doing something for me." She jumped down the steps of her bed and began walking to her dresser, grabbing her hairbrush. She began to hum a tune while brushing when she froze.
Marinette shook her head and slapped her cheeks gently. She had to get the thought of him being cute, although he was, out of her head and all the other ones that came with it. To get her thoughts on track she rushed over to her computer and looked at the custom background of Adrien, staring lovingly at his beach photo. His hair being blown by the wind, the sun beaming down on his gorgeous face. This one picture was a big reminder of the love she felt for him. Not just the fact he was handsome, but the kindest soul she had ever known.
"Marinette you really need to control your dreams," Tikki said as she sat on top of the monitor. Little bits of cookie crumbs dotted her face. "Last night you woke me up when you kept saying Adrien's name and something about needing more grapes and moving a fan faster. Honestly, you need to keep your Adrien harem under wraps, or you mi-"
"ALRIGHT TIKKI, THAT'S ENOUGH!" Marinette pushed her finger to the mouth of the small god. Her face was completely red. To say that she was embarrassed was an understatement. Tikki talking about her "Adrien Dreams" was not something she was fond of. She lucid dreams about Adrien, so what?
"Marinette, are you ok up there?" Sabine called from the bottom of the stairs leading to the trapdoor of her room.
"Um- everything is just peachy mom! Just… talking to my… purse!" She paused for a second, knowing it was clear when she could hear her mom muttering and walking away. She let out a sigh of relief as the Kwami laughed. Marinette groaned as she went to her closet and grabbed a chic, light blue blouse with white pants. She decided on a pair of gray flats to complete the ensemble. Her hair stayed in their signature ponytails.
"Speaking of Adrien, today is finally the day. Today I am going to confess to him how I feel. We have gotten so close to each other this last year. From spending a lot of time at his house, him spending time here, to the way I have been oh so successfully flirting with him without embarrassing myself, mostly. I feel a special connection to him, which unsurprisingly, was the key to this confession. Plus, being able to fake that confidence when I do flirt has done wonders for me."
Marinette ran down to the bathroom, Tikki at her side as she locked the door behind her.
"Plus a certain fencer may have found something with a certain guitar player." Marinette chuckled at her own plan, ignoring the hard stare she received from Tikki.
"You mean when you locked them in a random room at school and had them talk to each other?" Tikki retorted as she flew in front of the girl.
Marinette internally cringed as she grabbed her toothbrush and began to brush her teeth. It wasn't her finest moment, but she didn't regret it. More than once she had caught Luka gazing at Kagami, giving her the same eyes he once gave Marinette. She couldn't be angry at him. They tried to date before. It just didn't feel right. She loved Luka, but couldn't see herself IN LOVE with him. Kagami on the other hand was a beautiful and amazing person. More than once did she catch Kagami taking a peek at the blue-haired boy when she thought no one was looking. She had seen the interactions between the two and how they instantly clicked. When Kagami had shown the tiniest bit of interest in him she jumped at the chance to get them together.
"Ok, that was super dumb of me. And I let jealousy grip me at that moment. But in my defense, she and Adrien decided to stay only friends which means Kagami was single. I was just...being a wing-woman. Yeah. That's it."
"That's not much better Marinette." Tikki crossed her arms, her eyes conveying the disbelief in them.
"Well, they decided to have a date recently so I call that a win for Kagami."
Marinette rinsed her mouth out with water and quickly checked her face for blemishes. Satisfied with her looks she raced out to her room, eyeing the envelope sitting square in the middle. She picked it up, giving the heart-shaped sticker a big kiss before putting it in her book bag. When she made sure everything was in order she headed to the kitchen, intent on packing an emergency snack for her best friend. As she grabbed a few cereal bars from the cabinet her phone began to ring, the background photo showing Alya and Nino taking a selfie, Nino having a big blush on his face.
"Hello, my best friend~," Marinette said in a singsong tone as she answered the phone.
"Oh, you are awake! That means that you are about to leave from your front door and get to school before the bell rings!" Alya's tone was teasing, and Marinette could tell she was tapping her foot impatiently.
Marinette looked at the time on her phone. 8:50 AM. "Damn it I didn't realize! I'll be there soon!" Marinette hung up the phone and grabbed her purse. She ushered Tikki into the bag and dashed downstairs.
Marinette ran past the bakery counter, yelling a quick goodbye as she left the building. She crossed the street, noticing Alya at the entrance of the school, looking at her phone with a small smile. She wore a Missord frill trim, layered hem, cami dress. Her hair was long and wavy as it reached her lower back, covering most of the skin exposed on her back. True to Alya she wore a white peak of sneakers, though the laces were missing. Marinette approached her best friend, lightly panting as she placed a hand on her shoulder.
"You literally live 2 minutes from the school. You can't always be late." Alya looked up from her phone, pushing her glasses up. "But never mind that now. Adrien is right there~" Alya turned the designer around and made her look at the tall, blonde teenager.
Adrien Agreste, the absolute love of her life. He stood there talking to Chloe and Alix, hair gently being blown by the wind. The God Rays shining on him like an angel. Even his outfit, which was a simple gray t-shirt with black stripes and blue jeans. Even his super casual look was enchanting.
"So you going to go talk to him or do I have to do all the work like always?" Alya asked with a small laugh. She nudged her shoulder against Marienette's, breaking the girl from her trance.
"Actually," The designer suddenly interjected with a smug look on her face. "Yes. Yes, I am. I spent a lot of my free time last night constructing the perfect letter to let Adrien know my true feelings toward him. Signed with my name this time.” Marinette crossed her arms, her smile showing just how confident she felt in this moment.
Alya looked at Marinette, eyes wide and filled to the brim with surprise and pride. This was the exact look that Marinette was hoping for.
Alya shook her head and grabbed her friend by the shoulders and shook her, yelling louder than she should have. "OH MY GOSH, YOU HAVE NO IDEA HOW LONG WE HAVE BEEN WAITING!"
Marinette had an inquisitive look on her face as she blinked a few times. "Um, who exactly is we?"
"Oh, you know. Nino, Rose, Kim, literally everyone in this school! I have told you for years to go and talk to him and you never have. I mean there was that time at the wax museum but we don't talk about that." Both girls shuddered at the thought of that embarrassing moment. Vowing to bring it up as little as possible.
“Don't exaggerate Alya. Sure the girls have been rooting for me. But not everyone has been wanting this. Right?" She tilted her head as she said this, raising an eyebrow at the question.
"You are kidding me, right? The guys, your parents, my sisters, my parents, and just about anyone who knows you two.” Alya explained all this while counting with her fingers the number of people invested in this.
Marinette could feel her face go red. Were this many people wanting Adrien and her to be together? Why did they care so much? Marinette didn’t mind seeing people as cute together and wanting them to date if they were compatible, but this seemed a little excessive.
“Alya, you aren’t making some kind of game out of my dating life, are you? You know I love you and I would honestly destroy the moon and flood the Earth for you, but this seems kinda…. creepy.”
Alya rolled her eyes, shaking her head gently before nudging her friend. "Look, you have to go approach him soon before." The warning bell rang and some students began to hurry inside. “That. come one. Let’s get inside.”
Nino was waiting at the stairs leading to the second floor, headphones on and playing with his phone. Missing his signature hat for once and wearing his eye-conic, shirt and cargo shorts. Marinette mentally groaned at the pun she made. Cat Noir would even hate that one, probably.
Nino glanced up from his phones and spotted the girls. He pocketed the device and lowered his headphones around his neck. He leaned in, giving his girlfriend a quick kiss before turning to the shorter girl.
“Sup dudette. You’re looking pretty happy right now. Got some good news or something?” Nino wrapped his arm around Alya’s shoulder, slightly leaning against her.
"Little Miss Confidence here is gonna confess to lover boy over there." Alya pointed to Adrien, who was still engaged in conversation with Chloe.
"About time you did it. The dude won't shut up about you. Swear he has it bad for you girl."
“Wait, Adrien talks about me? In….in what context?” Marinette’s interest was particularly piqued now. She had lost count of the number of times she had talked to Alya about Adrien, but to hear about him talking about her? This was a reality she had never perceived.
“In like every context imaginable. ‘Marinette is so reliable.’ ‘Marinette and I did this.’ ‘This reminds me of this one time Marinette…’ I know you two have become, like, super close but from the way he speaks it sounds like he is in love with you.
Those last words hit Marinette harder than the couple in front of her could think. Her mind went into overdrive of Adrien talking about her, saying sweet things about her behavior and quirks. She stifled back a squeal. Now was not the time to go into freak-out mode. She needed to focus.
Marinette took a deep breath. She needed to do this before class started. She either did this now, with all the confidence she built up for the week, or she wouldn’t do it all. She reached into her bag and grabbed the letter. She clutched the envelope to her chest, her heart beating at a rapid pace. She walked over to Adrien, her eyes never leaving him as she advanced toward him. Adrien then turned around, looking to where Chloe was pointing.
This caused Marinette to have a fleeting moment of panic. Chloe was very unpredictable nowadays. They had buried the hatchet last fall, a moment she never thought would happen. Chloe was now nicer, but still kinda bitchy at times.
Chloe had walked away, giving some half-baked excuse before heading to the locker room. Marinette looked at Adrien, his smiling face making her knees a little weak. But this wasn’t the time to be swooned by his looks. This was the time to get the man of her dreams.
"Adrien, I have something..."
"Marinette, I have something..."
The ground began to shake violently as they spoke at the same time. Some people began to scream and run away from the area. Someone had bumped into Adrien, causing him to fall on Marinette and take her to the ground with him. All her confidence was washed away and had turned into embarrassment. Marinette had opened her eyes, seeing the model hover on top of her. She could feel her face get flushed for a moment, then she saw his hand on her chest. Her face got an even darker shade of red as Adrien unintentionally squeezed as he lifted himself.
Adrien looked down at her, and she wished at that moment she could just disappear. Adrien looked down at his hand, jumping backward and scrambling away from her, his face just as red as hers.
"I'm so sorry Marinette! I didn't mean to do that!” Adrien’s voice cracked as he pleaded with her, his tone nothing but apologetic. He got to his feet, helping the girl to stand.
“It’s ok Adrien. It was an accident. I know that..”
"LADYBUG AND CAT NOIR! SHOW YOURSELVES!" A loud and scratchy voice yelled out. It could have only been one thing.
Marinette looked at Adrien, a stern look on her face.“If you really want forgiveness, then you’ll get somewhere safe and stay there!”
Marinette didn’t wait for Adrien’s response before she dashed out of his sight. She found an empty classroom and shut herself inside. She made sure the close was clear before grabbing her purse.
"That….that was awkward, to say the least." Tikki giggled as she floated in front of Marinette's face.
"Tikki. Adrien touched my… my….you know!"
"It's called a boob."
"I know what it’s called!” Marinette yelled out, slightly flustered.
"Well, at least you didn't slap him and call him a pervert for a complete accident he had no control over." Tikki winked at her chosen who just scoffed and looked down.
"Oh cheer up Marinette. It could be a lot worse. Adrien could have fallen face first!" Tikki couldn't contain her laughter as she wrapped her small arms around her stomach.
"GAH! TIKKI I SAID NO TAINTING YOU." Marinette shook her head rapidly and looked at her. She heard the same yell once more, this time a bit further away. "Tikki we have an Akuma to stop. Now if you would be so kind. Spots on!"
Wolfenstein, for those who don’t know, is a videogame series with soon to be eleven entries in the series, all of them entirely centred around killing Nazis ever since the very first game in 1981.
‘way to make it political’ buddy do you know what series this is
Nope. Girl 2 saw that Girl 1′s absolutely accurate analysis was being shut down just because it wasn’t stated in an intellectual way (in spite of its validity). So Girl 2 reinforced Girl 1′s opinions in solidarity and made sure that it was absolutely clear that Girl 1 was factually correct. WITHOUT taking credit for her observations (”kim is right” instead of “Actually, kim”)
If you read thirty pages of a book and hate it, that’s a good analysis. Girl 1 literally said, “It sucked for these reasons, and I only got through 30 pages.” She was absolutely paying attention and trying to get it. But if all you get is a headache, fuck that book.
Hello @mattiecrypt! This is my @mlsecretsanta gift to you. A nice little fic that IS NOT SFW. So you're at work, no reading! This takes place in the same timeliness as elation, with obvious aged up characters. Read at your own volition.
Marinette couldn't help but stare out to the Eiffel Tower at night. She loved the beautiful view as it transcended the dark sky. Though at times it made her feel lonely. She wished that she was up there with him. Holding each other tight as they whispered sweet words to each other. But the sound of boots landing on her balcony behind her made her forget that. She turned around to see Chat Noir, his gorgeous face and making her forget all her worries.
"Marinette. It is lovely to see you again," Chat greeted with a bow before making his way towards her. "I wanted to check up on you from last night. Things got… intense."
"I guess you could say that. It's not that often one gets to kiss a superhero on a beach," Marinette spoke as a smile plastered her face. But then that smile disappeared as she turned to lean against the railing. "I know that we can never do it again though."
She didn't want to think about those words last night. It felt so right to kiss him. She honestly hadn't stopped thinking about it. All through the day she could feel the phantom touch of his lips on her own. She craved it, and now it was being denied to her.
"I'm sorry Marinette." Chat joined her by the railing, his hand grasping hers tightly. "I just don't want to take advantage of you. I am a mess behind this mask and I would just complicate things more."
Marinette squeezed his hand back in response. She bit her lower lip as she felt the tears sting at her eyes. It wasn't fair. Not in the slightest.
"What if I want you to take advantage of me?"
Had those words really escaped her lips? She looked up at him, a hint of red showing underneath that mask. The cold air no longer chilled her, as she could feel her body heat up from the intrusive thoughts that rattled her brain.
"Wh-What do you mean?"
What did she mean? Obviously she meant she wanted a kiss. She wanted to date him. To feel that love she could never feel from anyone else. That's what she meant right? Of course. That's what she would tell him.
"I want you to take advantage of me." She grabbed his hand and pushed it to her chest. His hand cupped her left breast lightly and their faces drew closer. "Make me your woman. Mark me in a way no other man could ever dare to dream of."
This was not what she had in mind! She just wanted an innocent kiss. She was basically telling Chat to bend her over and take her right then and there, and to be honest, she never wanted anything more.
Their lips crashed together in a struggle for dominance. Chat's tongue invaded her mouth and began to explore her own as she jumped on him. She wrapped her legs around his waist as he moved to the trap door. They fell down onto the bed, Chat's bulge pushing up against her core when they landed.
"We shouldn't be doing this." He said between kisses along her neck. His claw moved slowly down the middle of her shirt and ripped it. He pushed the torn fabric aside and exposed her breasts to him.
"You're right we shouldn't." She agreed as she pushed his head to her chest, his mouth captured her nipple and began to suck on it. Marinette's moans were muffled as she bit onto her hand.
Marinette closed her eyes as she felt his tongue play with her hardened nipple. Her fingers became entangled into his hair as her moans puffed out. She felt his hand snake down her belly to the hem of her pants. She opened her mouth to beg him for more when she heard Alya's voice.
"No thanks Sabine! I think we'll be fine for tonight."
The duo separated just as his hand went inside of her pants. She quickly looked at her trap door and then to the ceiling. Chat Noir moved without being told, heading to the balcony and prepared his escape. Before he left he moved back to the door and captured Marinette in one more kiss.
"You are mine now Marinette. No one else's. Whenever, wherever, I'll take you and make you mine." Chat whispered with a slight growl to his voice. His eyes showed the primal lust in them as he eyed her body. She was like a prey being caught by a predator, and it made her wetter than ever.
"O-okay. But what if you see me in your civilian form?"
"Then I'll tell you, Le chat veut son jouet. And you will know it's me."
Marinette pressed her thighs together as he stood and jumped off her roof. She fell down to her bed, grabbing her breasts and began to play with her hardened nipples. This shirt was ruined, but her panties were even more so.
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Marinette couldn't concentrate during class. The scene from last night kept playing over and over in her mind all night and day. If Alya hadn't come over, then she was sure she would be even more exhausted right now. When the bell rang for lunch she decided to make her way to her locker. She had plenty of time to maybe find some sleep.
When she opened her locker door her vision went black. Something was put over her eyes and a hand clasped over her mouth. She moved her elbow up to attack the person when she heard the words.
"Le chat veut son jouet."
Her body responded to his voice almost instantly. Her core became hot and her panties became slightly wet. She felt the push of his bulge into her ass and could feel him begin to grind against her.
"But Chat, I'm at school we ca-"
"Whenever, wherever. Remember."
She could feel his tongue roll along her neck. The sensation caused her to squirm just as his teeth lightly bit down on her. She had to muffle herself to keep from moaning. There was no going back. She was in his hands now.
"Y-yes Chat."
Marinette allowed herself to be guided by him. She had no idea where they were going, but they had stopped several times. She could tell he was looking out for others, making sure that no one had seen them. What would her friends think of her if they knew she was sneaking around with Chat Noir? She didn't want to imagine.
Marinette stopped walking when she heard a click. The door was locked and now they were alone. She felt her breathing begin to hitch in excitement. His hands had wrapped around her waist, slowly snaking their way up under her shirt and her bra. His cold hands caused her to shiver as his fingers pinched her nipples. She felt him push up against her once more and teased her ever so slightly. She couldn't stand it. She needed more.
Marinette reached back and touched his pants, rubbing against his bulge and squeezed her fingers against his shaft. This garnered a moan from him as he pushed against her more. She reached for the top of his pants and eagerly began to tug at them. This got a chuckle in response and he helped her pull them down. When she heard them hit the floor she immediately got to her knees and pressed her face to his cock. She could tell just from feeling it on her face that it was beautiful. It was purrfect. How could it not be? The size of it in her tiny hands, the impressive length. The smell alone was driving her wild, but the taste? She would soon find out.
"Please Chat, give me permission. I need it," Marinette begged as the tip brushed her lips gently.
"You have my permission."
She didn't hesitate to push herself onto his cock. She was able to fit half of it into her mouth in one go before she gagged. She moved her tongue slowly along the shaft, using her hand to slowly pump what remained out of her mouth. Her head moved back and forth in tandem with her hand. She hollowed her cheeks some to increase the suction. She wanted to take him further in her mouth, but he was too big. Maybe in the future she could. His precum coated her tongue and it tasted divine. Her eyes closed even under the blindfold, wanting to fully concentrate on sucking his cock.
"Fuck Marinette, your mouth feels amazing," Chat moaned out as he gripped onto her hair. His cute moans were like a symphony to her ears. She wanted to hear them more.
She slowly let his cock free from her mouth and began to lick along his shaft. His balls were extra sensitive it seemed as she started massaging them gently. She could feel his cock tremble in his hands. She wondered what it would feel like to taste it. She resumed her task and placed his cock back into her mouth. The grip he had on her head was tighter than ever as he suddenly began thrusting. She relaxed her throat to try and get more of his cock to go in. Her hands massaging her own body as she let Chat use her. He let out a guttural moan and exploded in her mouth, painting it white with his cum and letting her have its delicious flavor. She began swallowing, making sure not to spill a single drop of it. She began to kiss his cock in praise after she gulped it all down.
"I shouldn't have denied you all those times in the past. To think your cock would have been mine months ago. We would have been a happy couple from the beginning." Marinette was too drunk in pleasure to realize what she had said.
"Wait, what do you mean? You never denied me Marinette. Only Ladybug…."
Marinette felt him back away from him and then her words finally registered. Marinette never rejected Chat Noir. Hell, she was making out with him the other day. The only one to deny him was..
"Wait! I didn’t mea-"
She felt panic rise and before she could say anything she was lifted off the ground. She felt herself being pushed against the wall, her ass sticking out and in full view. Her pants were tugged down roughly and she felt his hands spread her ass. Marinette let out a gasp as she felt his tongue run along her wet slit. She had to bite her lip to keep from moaning. His tongue ran along her outer lips roughly at first, the pleasure building up in her core and already threatening to explode. This teasing was too intense. She didn't want his tongue, well she did, she wanted something bigger. When she felt his tongue no longer on her pussy she wished he kept going. That absence of pleasure was infuriating. Until she felt something else touch her.
"Chat, fuck me! Fuck me with all you got. You got the truth outta me so now take all your frustration out on my pussy." Marinette used her fingers to spread herself wider for him, the tip of pushing against her hole. "Just do it! Punish your lady with all you got!"
Marinette didn't feel him move. Was he afraid? Did she ruin it? She clenched her fists and moped. Maybe she ruined things yet again. Maybe she wasn't meant to…
"AHHHH!" Marinette couldn't help but cry in pleasure with a bit of pain. She felt his entire shaft be pushed into her all at once. He began thrusting his hips into her, her body filled up with him completely. The pain had already gone away. She now felt in heaven. It felt amazing!
In the midst of her moaning Marinette felt the blindfold be pulled off from her. She was forced to look at her lover before he kissed her. Adrien had pushed his tongue into her mouth and danced it alongside hers. Adrien was her kitty. And it only made her body respond more to him. Of course it was a perfect fit. This cock that took her first time couldn't have hurt her even if he wanted to.
"Inside me Adrien. I want it all inside. And I swear to God if you finish anywhere but I will kill you kitty!" Marinette wasn't sure how he would react, but it wasn't an option. She needed him in her. His dick felt like it was pushing the gates of heaven open every time it thrusted into her. So why not let him inside.
"As you wish m'lady. Your wish is my command."
Adrien hooked his arms underneath her legs, lifting her up in the air and began thrusting wildly up inside of her. Marinette had to grit her teeth to not scream like a madwoman. She bit down on her knuckles when the dam finally burst. She felt herself cum from the pleasure and coated his cock. Adrien responded in turn by thrusting up into her one final time and releasing his seed into her. She felt so warm having him fill her up.
That euphoric high started to settle. Adrien sat on the floor with his back against the wall. He never pulled out, Marinette wanted to stay like this for a few moments.
"We have a lot to talk about, don't we Marinette?"
"Yeah, we do Adrien. But right now I can't walk. You fucked my brains out. I can't think."
"At least comprehend this. I love you Marinette. If you think I am gonna let you get away from me you are dead wrong."
"I love you too Adrien. You are mine." Marinette turned her head back and kissed him once more. "And if you can go another round in a moment. You better fill me up again."
"I think we can arrange that. Just you remember, whenever and wherever"
