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Adrinette April 2024
Day #24: Boyfriend and Girlfriend
Another day of school at College Francoise Dupont, another gym class. All the students were divided into separate activities throughout the gymnasium. Some did exercises on the mats while others practiced in more specific fields of sport. Like gymnastics.
Adrien was partnered with Nino on the mats. While his DJ friend did a set of crunches, Adrien assisted him by holding his feet down. However, the blonde's focus was over toward the middle of the gym floor where the gymnastic students were practicing.
Marinette, his amazing beyond imaginable girlfriend, was the one currently on the floor preforming an exquisite ribbon routine. Her movements were so graceful. He marveled watching her body move.
She was so beautiful—her dance and just her being in general. And he was her boyfriend who loved her with every fiber of his being.
When she was done with the ribbons, she made her way to a side bar against the wall. She grasped the bar and lifted her left leg, stretching it straight up, high above her head.
Adrien's eyes were welded to the sight of her bare legs and they were spread wide open. He could even make out the outline of her pussy covered by the undercarriage of her unitard. He loved to see that much skin of his girlfriend but he sort of hated that it was during school so others could be gawking at her as well. Also, with others around, he couldn't just go right up to her and press his body against hers like he so desperately craved.
After stretching herself more, Marinette was ready for her turn on the balance beam. Adrien continued to watch with lazar focus as she climbed onto the beam and performed her routine. Again, she was astounding. Finally, she aerial flipped off and stuck the landing flawlessly, earning thunderous applause from her fellow gymnasts and other onlookers.
Adrien couldn't help but clap as well, carelessly letting go of Nino's feet.
Seeing the slightly annoyed expression on his best friend's face and after apologizing, he and Adrien switched places. It was Adrien's turn to do crunches while Nino held his feet down. From his new angle, Adrien could no longer stare shamelessly at her girlfriend preforming such refined yet seductive movements in a unitard.
But that was fine. Because as he did his crunches, a naughty idea formulated in his mind.
When Adrien was done with his set of crunches, he went over to his bag against the wall to drink from his water bottle. Once he was hydrated, he then proceeded to discreetly pull a pen and a small piece of paper from his bag and write a quick note. Folding the note in half, Adrien casually walked along the line of other student's belongings against the wall until he came upon Marinette's unmistakable pink bag with her signature cherry blossom pattern stitched on. Next to said bag was a matching water bottle.
Still trying to be discreet, Adrien lifted the pink bottle and slipped the note underneath it before casually walking away.
As he went through his other work-outs, Adrien's eyes watched when Marinette finally walked away from the others and over to her water bottle. He watched her pick it up and drink. When she went to put it back down, she saw the note. She picked it up and unfolded it.
Stay later to practice. I'll stay too. -your prince
After reading it, Marinette bit her lip. Then she turned her head, searching the room for a second before her eyes found him. Seeing that he was looking at her, with a tiny smirk on her lips, she nodded at him.
Adrien nodded back. Perfect.
~*MDC+AA*~
When PE was finally over, so was school. Students flocked out of the gymnasium and into the locker room to shower, change, then go home.
All except two.
Marinette told her coach that she wanted to stay at least an extra hour to keep practicing. The coach allowed her to and left with everyone else.
Meanwhile, Adrien lingered in the locker room, allowing all the other guys to shower first so they could leave sooner. By the time he got in, there were only a few left. While standing under the warm water, Adrien lingered there too, waiting for them to change and leave.
To kill some time, after actually washing, Adrien stroked himself. Getting himself ready before he went out to see his girl.
When he was finally sure that they were all gone, Adrien got out, dried himself off, and changed back into his street clothes.
Upon entering the gym again, Adrien saw Marinette was still there, back on the balance beam, going through her moves again. Beautiful.
Adrien casually but quietly walked in, approaching the beam.
"Has anyone ever told you how astounding you are?" he said, snapping Marinette from her routine to look down at him.
"I think you have, at least," she replied, smiling.
"Well you are," he added, standing right beside the beam. "And beautiful." Their two gazes met intensely for a few moments before Marinette crouched down and sat on the beam.
"Were you watching me the whole time?" she asked, her legs swinging lightly from off the beam.
"I couldn't take my eyes off of you. How could I not?" Adrien said as he got even closer to her. Close enough until he was standing in between her thighs. Their faces barely an inch away. "Those legs are especially hard to ignore," he added as he brought both of his hands up to caress both sides of her thighs.
His fingers gently glided up and down her thighs, making Marinette shutter a breath into his face. Adrien took that as an invitation to lean in and claim her mouth with his. Marinette kissed him back, also bringing her hands up to caress the side of his head and the back of his neck.
They pulled apart for only a moment before immediately reconnecting, deeper. Opening their mouths, nipping at the other's lips and swiping their tongues against the other.
Giving Marinette a minute to catch her breath, Adrien trailed his lips down to her neck. Marinette moaned as his lips alternated from sucking on the skin, nipping at it a little roughly, and licking the sore spot better.
"Someone is going to find us," she was able to say through her moans.
"No one did last time," Adrien replied cockily against her skin.
This wasn't the first time they'd done something like this. Fooled around on school grounds.
It hadn't been there in the gymnasium but that was where it had started. Just like this time, Adrien was thoroughly seduced from watching Marinette doing her gymnastics. He knew that she was planning on staying a bit later after school. So he had as well. But without giving her a heads up beforehand.
He wanted to surprise her—he so loved to startle her. So he hid and watched her from the door to the locker room. When she was done, he hid again as she entered. Then just before she could undress and shower off, he grabbed her from behind.
Marinette was indeed surprised and tried to scold him, but she quickly fell under the spell of his touch and kisses. His fingers caressing her body all over as he whispered dirty but beautiful comments into her ear.
The next thing she knew, Adrien was undressing her and pinning her to the lockers.
This time though, Adrien wanted to stay in the gym. On the same mats and equipment that she had been stretching herself out on all afternoon.
Marinette's hands trailed down to the front of Adrien's shirt. When her fingers felt the helm, she inched them under the fabric then went up again, feeling the warm skin and lean muscles of his abdomen. As her hands went higher and higher, his black T-shirt rose with it.
Adrien, feeling what she was doing, pulled back just enough so he could remove his white outer shirt and pull his T-shirt off completely. Dropping them on the floor carelessly.
Marinette bit her lip, staring at her fit boyfriend. She might be one of the best gymnastics out of the others but Adrien was the best fencer in school. She wished the fencing team practiced during PE instead of after school so she could ogle him during class too. It wasn't fair.
Still, she wouldn't deny staring if she caught him doing pull-ups, push-ups, or lifting the occasional dumbbell.
Instead on crashing back into her and resuming their make out session, Adrien knelt down and grasped her legs again as he looked up at her. Then his eyes shifted to her inner thigh right by his cheek. She hadn't showered yet like he had. Her thighs were glistening a bit, still covered in sweat from her vigorous workout.
Adrien kissed the inside of her thigh, making Marinette coo gently. What followed that kiss were several strokes of his tongue, making her gasp and shutter.
"Adrien, humh…" she moaned. Her fingers found their way into his blonde locks, scratching his scalp even so slowly.
"Mmmm, your sweat tastes so good," he hummed in between licks. He couldn't get enough of it, or the smell of her.
Sure, people stunk when they sweated a lot, but to Adrien, all he could smell was Marinette.
And it wasn't just her sweat that he smelled.
Higher up her thighs, covered over by the undercarriage of her unitard, he could tell that she was getting aroused.
With his mouth still on her thigh, Adrien's hands reached up and began pressing two fingers to her covered core.
"Augh! Haagh!" Marinette cried out. She'd felt herself getting aroused even since she found that note under her water bottle—because she knew what she was in store for as soon as everyone else left—now her core was aching for friction. A touch.
"Last time, I was calling the shots," Adrien said huskily as he stroked her. "What do you want this time, princess?" However she wanted to do this, he would oblige.
"I-I want…" Marinette huffed, trying to regain her breath and even a bit of thought into her lust hazy mind. Her half lidded eyes glanced over his blonde head to the cushy exercise mats he'd been using barely an hour ago. "I want you t-to fu-fuck me on the mat behind you," she said breathily.
Adrien glanced behind him. "That mat?" he asked, gesturing with his head. Marinette nodded. "As you wish," he said with a smirk before standing up.
"Wait," Marinette stopped him, grasping both his arms. "Before that-" With her own smirk, she hopped off the beam and squatted down to her knees. "I want to taste you too," she said, working his jeans zipper.
Adrien said nothing as he watched his girlfriend open his pants, reach in, and pull his hard erection free. She gently grasped him in her hand, thumb playing with the top of the head where a bead of pre cum had already come out.
Then her lips wrapped around the head, licking the bead away.
"Aghh! Mari-ahmm," he cried with pleasure as she started to suck. "Ahhh, that's so good," he hummed.
He didn't trust his hands to hold her head. He didn't want to force his cock down her throat. So Adrien's arms reached out and his hands gripped the balance beam right in front of him.
Marinette's saliva lubed his cock, allowing her hand to stroke the base up and down repeatedly while she bobbed her head, fitting as much from the top half as she could into her mouth.
Once she was satisfied with how lubed he was, Marinette released him from her mouth.
"Did you enjoy watching me do my routine?" she asked him in a wanton voice while still stroking him.
Adrien looked down at her. "It was torture," he answered honestly. "Seeing you move around in that unitard…your body doing such amazing things. Seeing your legs stretch open so wide-" Adrien shuttered again as he rambled. "All I wanted to do was run over there and touch you."
Marinette grinned, finding his confession cute. "My poor prince," she cooed in mock pity. "Maybe we just shouldn't do PE together anymore," she teased.
"No!" he quickly protested. "The thought of other people ogling you while I can't even as well would be even worse," he said almost painfully.
Marinette giggled. "Sounds like quite the predicament." After that, her mouth went back to sucked on the head of his cock.
Before long, Adrien could feel that his orgasm was close. But he couldn't come yet. Even though he'd love to just ejaculate all over his princess's face and watch her lick some of it off—Oh God he was even closer now!—That wasn't what he had promised her.
"Mari-" he was able to utter. "I think I-"
Once again, Marinette released her mouth from his bulbous cock head. "I know," she said. She didn't want him to come yet either.
The bluenette gymnast stood up, grasped his hands in hers, and turned them around. She walked backwards, pulling him with her, until they reached the mat. Marinette laid down on her back first, pulling Adrien down with her. Adrien hovered over her, just gazing lovingly down at her for a moment before kissing her deeply.
While supporting himself above her with one arm, Adrien used his other to grope one of Marinette's breasts through her unitard. Marinette moaned into his mouth as two of his fingers found her nipple and pinched.
Eventually, his hand traveled downward from her chest to her core. Marinette's moaned grew deeper and her body withered in anticipation as she felt his fingers stroke at her covered pussy again.
Finally having mercy on his girlfriend, Adrien pushed the fabric of her unitard's undercarriage to the side, allowing his fingers to actually touch her wet folds.
Adrien retracted his lips from Marinette's so he could hear her beautiful gasps as he fingered her.
"Are you ready, Mari?"
"Y-Yes," she shuttered.
"Then you're going to need to spread those amazing legs of yours wide for me."
Adrien sat up on his knees and towered over Marinette, watching as she lifted her legs up and spread them into a wide V with her hands gripping the backs of her thighs, helping to hold them up. Meanwhile, Adrien pulled his pants down a bit further passed his butt, just so they were less in the way, and then stroked himself a bit more.
"Is this wide enough?" she asked him coyly.
Adrien smirked, still stroking himself as he gazed down at her. "Perfect," he whispered. Then, without further ado, he leaned back down and hovered over her. His hand guided his cock to her folds and he pulled himself in. Their shared gasp quickly became a moan as they settled into the sensation. When they were ready to continue, Adrien reached up his hands so he could push Marinette's thighs back, allowing himself plenty of room to move. "It's a good thing you're so flexible," he said as he started to thrust.
"Oh Fuck! Adrien! Oh God!" Marinette's cries sounded even louder with the gym's acoustics. The acoustics in the locker room were good but the gym was better.
"Mari…yes…oh, Mari-" Adrien's cries were louder as well.
Forcing her eyes open, Marinette gazed up at her boyfriend. "Is this what you wanted earlier? When you saw me stretching and-agh!" she cried again as he went a bit faster.
Adrien opened his eyes as well. "Yes. I wanted to walk right up behind you when you were stretching at that wall bar, unzip my pants, push under your unitard to the side and just fuck you while you held onto that bar," he gasped out, never slowing his pace.
"In front of everyone?"
"They were staring at you anyway. That would have been a real show," he grunted. Marinette tried to be annoyed by his lack of shame but it was hard while he was inside of her. "At least then they would have seen that without a doubt that you are mine."
Marinette smiled, then reached up a hand and cupped the side of his head. "I'm yours, Adrien," she said tenderly.
"I'm yours too, Mari," he replied just as sincerely. He lowered his head down to kiss her again, lips parted and tongues clashing.
When the need to breath was too much to hold off on, they parted but Adrien began to thrust his hips harder. Marinette met his thrusts as best she could manage. Both determined to reach their peaks.
Soon enough, Marinette's walls clenched around her boyfriend's cock, and in doing so, Adrien released his load into his girlfriend's climaxing womanhood.
Coming down from their highs, as the two caught their breath, Adrien slowly pulled out of Marinette, making her moan again.
Adrien reached into his jean pocket and pulled out a small packet of tissues. He pulled two out and gently wiped away his cum from Marinette's core. Marinette smiled at her boyfriend's sweetness. When she was no longer dripping, he put her unitard back into place. Adrien then cleaned himself off with more tissues before pulling up and rezipping his pants. After balling up the used tissues and stuffing them in his pocket, he offered Marinette both his hands.
Marinette took his hands and allowed him to pull her back up to her feet. "I love you," she said before leaning in and kissing him.
"I love you back," he said afterwards.
"So, are you going to do this after every PE class?" she teased as she watched him pick up his T-shirt and white outer shirt and put them back on.
"I can't help it. You just look too good in your unitard," he admitted, giving her body another up and down once-over. Marinette shook her head with a grin. He was hopeless.
Then again, she could sympathize. Adrien's fencing uniform didn't show a lot of skin—or any really—but she marveled at the way he moved while thrusting that mighty saber.
Which gave her her own naughty idea…
"What if I came to your next fencing meet?"
She could ogle him as he moved with such graceful lunges and swashes until she was also hot and bothered. Then they could wait until everyone else left and have at each other in the locker room or gymnasium again.
Adrien smirked, thinking the same thing.