I had a very bad day today so I decided to give up on life’s responsibilities and write some totally indulgent (marichat? Ladrien?) sin.
@squirrellygirlart made fanart for this Here
So for the Kwami Swap I have Marinette with the Chat Noir miraculous and her name is Kitten Noir and things get heated with her and Adrien.
So I’m thinking I might make some headcannons for this version of the kwami swap so let me know if you desire more from this universe! Seriously though I have thought a lot about what Marinette would be like with the Chat Noir miraculous.
WARNING: SIN SIN SIN AND MORE SIN!!!!! not for young innocent eyes. No smut.
Marinette had transformed into Kitten Noir and gone out for the night in order to clear her head. She hadn’t intended on running into any problems that night. Unfortunately for her what seemed like an easy job turned into a real big fucking problem. She had stopped the men mugging the woman of course but in the process she had gotten a little injured. She groaned as she vaulted onto the next rooftop pain shooting up her side. Okay a lot injured. She stumbled as she landed on the next rooftop. She looked around her, perspiration dotting her forehead. She was too far from home. She wasn’t going to last much longer without some help. She spotted the Agreste Mansion close by. If I could just make it there, she thought, maybe Adrien has a first aid kit, or could get me some help. The injury wasn’t enough to warrant a hospital visit but if she continued running through the city like this she could lose a lot of blood or tear the injury in her side farther open. Marinette grit her teeth together. If she could time this just right she might be able to make it in a single jump. Taking a deep breath Marinette ran towards the edge of the building pulling out her baton and vaulting off the rooftop extending it as she reached the height of the vault. Marinette thanked the gods above that Adrien’s bedroom window was open. She crashed through the open window and sprawled on the floor wheezing in pain. The movement probably did more damage to the injury than Marinette was counting on.
Adrien sprang up in bed alarmed by the loud thudding noise in his room. When he saw Kitten Noir sprawled on his floor he flushed a deep shade of red. His heart hammered in his chest. What was she doing here? He knew she had a reputation but he never actually believed that Kitten Noir would be sneaking in through boys windows to seduce them. I mean the notion was ridiculous but here she was in his room dressed in skin tight leather. Adrien swallowed hard eyes scanning her much like they always did. She wore thigh high boots that made her legs look longer. Her belt hung off her hips in a way that mesmerized you when she walked swinging them from side to side in a way that would make everyone stare. Her bell dangled low enough too show the tiniest bit of her chest without being considered too provocative- or as unprovocative as one can be in a leather cat suit. Her dark mask made her electric blue eyes practically glow. Her ears poked out of her short dark hair which lay splayed out on Adrien’s floor. Adrien’s mouth watered as he took in her flushed cheeks and the way her eyes looked up at him almost pleadingly. And that’s when he noticed the blood dripping down the side of her leather suit. Adrien leapt to Kitten’s side eyes trained on the wound. Kitten Noir smirked alluringly up at him.
“Think you can help a girl out hot stuff?" She chuckled before wincing in pain. Adrien nodded quickly standing and running to his bathroom to retrieve the first aid kit. Kitten Noir sat up pulling herself up onto the boy’s bed. She silently thanked the magical power of confidence the Kitten Noir mask gave her as she prepared for the next part. When Adrien stepped out of the bathroom Kitten Noir had peeled away the top of her suit. She now sat on his bed in a lace-y white bra, tight leather shorts and thigh high boots. Adrien’s heart nearly leapt out of his chest eyes growing wide as they roamed the exposed skin of her body.
“Like what you see blondie?” Kitten Noir smirked leaning forward in a way that showed Adrien plenty of what he had already been staring at. He swallowed hard face hot as he tore his eyes away from her chest and back into her mesmerizing blue eyes.
“Sorry,” Adrien mumbled as he dropped his gaze to the floor. He looked back up only when he finished making his way over to the bed. She watched him eyes burning away at him and making him feel as though he couldn’t breath. Marinette tried not to focus on the fact that she was sitting on Adrien Agreste’s bed topless. She had a raging crush on him sure but now was not the time to get tongue tied she had a wound to attend to. Marinette placed her hands gently over Adrien’s. His face blushed as he looked down at the contact and back into her eyes. Marinette’s heart did a little flip. She smirked playfully at him as she gently tugged the box from his grasp.
“Do you mind?” Kitten Noir said much too innocently. She flicked open the box searching the contents for gauze and rubbing alcohol. She quickly coated a cotton swab in the alcohol and took a deep breath one hand hovering over the area on her side just below her ribs. Marinette ran her other hand through her loose hair as she mentally prepared for how much this was going to sting.
“If you’d like I can- I mean it would probably be easier if I- I can help,” Adrien offered tentatively reaching his hand out for the cotton ball. Kitten Noir took another breath before handing him the cotton swab and rubbing alcohol. Adrien nodded and slowly reached for her wound freezing when Kitten Noir placed her hands firmly on his shoulders. He looked nervously up at her. Kitten Noir winked at him before closing her eyes and biting her lip preparing for the sting. Face now a permanent shade of red Adrien went to work cleaning out her wound. Marinette hissed body flinching reflexively. Adrien’s other hand came out to grip her hip, holding her in place. His warm thumb grazed her skin. Marinette squeezed his shoulders focusing only on the comfortable touch of his hand on her hip. Heat began to rise on her face whether that was from the pain, the embarrassment of being topless on his bed, or his touch that was causing the red flush of her cheeks she wasn’t sure. Adrien worked quickly wiping away the excess blood and effectively cleaning out the wound. As he was finishing up his eyes drifted upward to see how Kitten Noir was holding up. As his eyes slowly shifted upward he realized just how close he had gotten to her. crouched down to get a better view of the wound to clean it his eyes were at about chest level his nose maybe an inch from her soft skin. Her chest glistened with a thin sheen of sweat, moonlight dancing off of it. Adrien’s mouth went dry as his eyes slowly roamed over her and up to meet her gaze. Through half lidded eyes Kitten Noir looked down at him almost covetously.
“How’s it looking?” She asked breathily. Adrien opened and closed his mouth unable to move, unable to speak. Her arms were looped lazily around his neck and he was so damn close he could feel the heat rolling off her chest as it rose and fell in time with her breath. Adrien could say a lot about how she looked right now. About how utterly beautiful she was. How confident she was. How calm she was even when injured like she was. And that didn’t even begin to describe how she looked in this particular position right now but of course that would include some very private thoughts he didn’t have the guts to share.
“I- I- I just have to wrap it up now,” Adrien said awkwardly stomach knotting. Kitten nodded taking in a deep breath. “Um Kitten? You have to-to let go first,” Adrien said nervously. He most definitely did not want her to let go but alas, she obliged to his orders. Marinette leaned back on her hands far enough that Adrien could easily move the bandage around her midsection. Then Marinette moved her legs to either side of Adrien caging him there. Adrien’s ears burned as he turned within the confines of her thighs to begin dressing her wound, sitting cross-legged in front of her. Adrien pulled out the gauze and went about placing it over the wound and wrapping the bandage around it to keep it in place and also to restrict any movement that might contribute to tears of the wound. Her injury wasn’t terrible but if it continued to open up it could get to that point.
Marinette relished in the feel of Adrien’s warm gentle hands grazing her skin. She loved how they slid across her stomach as he carefully slowly and methodically wrapped the bandage around her. He was so gentle, so caring with his movements. And he was so comfortable and warm! His touch invited her. She let her head fall back eyes closed. Maybe it was the blood loss talking or maybe it was Plagg’s terrible influence on her but she was beginning to think that maybe if she could-
“I think you should be okay for now,” Adrien said smiling sheepishly at Kitten Noir, hands still resting on the sides of the bandage fingers burning holes through her skin. Kitten Noir bit her lip as she looked up at him. Adrien’s breath hitched in his chest as he looked at her. He wondered briefly if maybe he might be dreaming this all up, after all here she was topless in his bed nearly straddling him while she looked up at him almost… hungrily. Kitten Noir slowly sat up languidly wrapping her arms back around Adrien’s neck nose almost touching his as she fixed him with a sultry stare.
“You’re my hero tonight Blondie, how can I repay you?” Kitten Noir said almost seductively. Adrien swallowed hard mouth going dry, chest tight.
“You don’t have to repay me Kitten. It’s the least I can do for a savior of Paris,” Adrien squeaked. Kitten Noir smiled playfully eyes looking deliberately down at his lips and then up again.
“Now now I can’t be indebted to a civilian now can I Blondie? So I’ll just show you my gratitude instead,” Kitten Noir breathed tilting her head slightly to the side. As Kitten’s lips touched his Adrien’s heart skipped several beats pounding haphazardly within in chest. He had to be dreaming. This couldn’t be real!
Her lips moved eagerly against his. One arm wrapped around his shoulders pulling him closer to her. The other hand wrapped itself in his hair tugging softly at the golden strands. She scooted closer into him until she was sitting in his lap legs pressed against his sides. Adrien wove one arm around her waist the other coming up the spine of her back nails digging into her skin because holy shit this couldn’t be real! And yet it felt real, it felt very very real! She moved her lips expertly in time with his now before her moth moved down along his jaw. Her hands slid down his body coming up to clutch the shirt as his chest. She moved down his neck as her hands found their way to the hem of his shirt sliding up onto his bare chest. Her touch left trails of fire in their wake, Adrien’s entire body burning, yearning for more than just that touch. Adrien groaned as she nipped at his neck. He blinked in surprise when her lips left him but only for a moment, long enough to tug his shirt free from his body. Kitten Noir slapped her hands on Adrien’s chest pushing him down onto the bed. She waggled her eyebrows at him as she cheekily bit her bottom lip. Her eyes roamed his chest before coming back to meet his, a mischievous glint in them. Adrien found himself grinning as he tried to control his erratic breathing. Heart spasming as she leaned down to softly kiss his lips hands sliding across every inch of his exposed body before finally finding their way into his hair. Adrien groaned as she gently pulled at his hair. Kitten Noir’s smile broke their kiss. She moved away noses still touching and just smiled down at him. Adrien thought that if this really was a dream he never wanted to wake up.
“Thanks for everything Blondie,” Kitten Noir purred. In an instant she was pushing herself up off of Adrien. She scooped her top off the floor and quickly threw it back on over her shoulders. She looked back at the stupefied lovestruck boy as she pulled the bell zipper back up. Adrien pulled himself up on his elbows trying to find the the right words to make her stay but his voice failed him. Kitten Noir hopped up onto the window sill looking back at Adrien with a smirk. “I’ll see you around hot stuff.” With that she leapt out the window leaving a very flustered model in her wake.
