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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.

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Marichat May 2024

Day #18: Secret Relationship

As a super hero, Chat Noir's life was filled with secrets. His secret identity as Paris heart-throb Adrien Agreste was his biggest one. His second biggest; his ever-growing love for Marinette Dupain-Cheng.

Why was one bigger than the other? Because at least Marinette knew how much he loved her, while no one knew who he was behind the mask. Not even Marinette.

Everyone in Paris was obsessed with him; as a superhero and as a model. Screaming when they saw him, begging for autographs and selfies. And while he appreciated the admiration and support, they weren't in love with the real him. But Marinette was.

Even if his bluenette princess didn't know who he was behind the mask, she still saw him the way he has never been seen before by anyone.

But as much as he'd love to reveal himself fully to her, it was dangerous to, with Monarch still at large. So until he was defeated, they had agreed for him to keep his identity a secret.

And the same went for their relationship. So no one, especially Monarch, could use her against him, they couldn't be a couple in public. Chat would never forgive himself if something happened to her because of him. Not in a million years.

Thus, the two developed a system of Chat visiting her and they had private dates in her room, or he'd whisk her away to another private location in the city to eat, talk, enjoy the sights, and/or enjoy each other's bodies.

While seeing each other, the two had experienced many sexual exploits together that made their secret relationship rather exciting.

Chat Noir made his way across the Parisian rooftops. His day had been frustrating and glum. And the only thing he knew that would for sure cheer him up would be to hold him princess in his arms, hear her sweet voice, see her kind smile, and kiss her soft lips.

It was late, but not too late that he thought she would be asleep. Finally, he reached the bakery. Chat landed quietly on the roof, careful to not alarm her parents. When they had dates in her room, they always had to be quiet. No one could know of their relationship, not even her kind and protective parents.

Chat climbed down from the building's chimney to her balcony. He glanced down through her skylight but didn't see her. It was dark but his night vision allowed him to see everything clearly. She was definitely not on her bed.

Curiously as to what she was doing, Chat decided to climb down the side of the building to one of her windows.

When he made it to the window and looked inside, he noticed the light of a single lamp was on in her room. The second thing to catch his eye was Marinette herself. She was laying on her chaise, wearing her pajamas. Sort of.

Her pajama shirt was on, but it was lifted up over her breasts. Her hand was caressing one while her other hand was between her legs, which were bare. No pajama pants and no panties.

Chat's eyes grew big and round. Then it was just his pupils that were big. He couldn't look away. When her legs parted open a bit more, he could see the fine hairs of her core. But it wasn't her fingers that were teasing her clit. There was something sticking out of her. Something pink.

Since when did she have any toys for pleasuring herself? The feline hero had no idea his princess was so naughty. Was this dildo her only one? Did this one vibrate? How big was it? How long had she been using it?

Did she use it the nights she was horny and he could not come over and pleasure her himself? Most likely.

Chat was jealous of that pink piece of silicon for a brief moment. But the image of his princess laid out for him to peep on was so glorious, he quickly decided that he was glad for it.

Her bluenette hair was flowing free—which he always loved—and her eyes were closed but her mouth was open, likely singing beautiful moans and gasps while whispering his name. Unfortunately, he couldn't hear any of them.

As breathtaking as the sight was, the tightness of Chat's suit was becoming too much to bear. Watching wasn't enough. He needed to get in there and give her what she really wanted.

Chat yanked himself away from the window and climbed back up to the balcony where he quickly opened the skylight and leapt in, landing on her bed.

"Chat…nyah. Oh Chat, mmmm."

The sound of Marinette's sweet voice hit Chat's ears before his entire body was inside her room.

He had been correct. She was moaning his name.

"Oh Chat, you feel so good."

Staying low on the bed, Chat glanced over her railing to her chaise where she was still going, completely unaware of his presence.

"Oh! Oh God! Yes! Yes, kitty! Good kitty!" she hollered, rocking her hips.

Chat bit his lip and gripping the bar of the railing tight. Not only was the sound of her pleasure available to him while in there, but so was her smell. His sense of smell was very powerful while transformed. The smell of her arousal filled his nose and hazed over his mind like a thick fog.

He needed to get closer.

Still quiet as a nocturnal predator, Chat leapt from her loft bed to her room's main floor. She still hadn't noticed his presence. Unsure whether to announce himself yet or not, he decided to see how long it would take for her to notice. So he stepped closer until he was standing at the foot of her chaise.

Now closer, his sensitive ears also picked up a faint buzzing coming from her core. That thing did indeed vibrate.

As he stood there and enjoyed the sight, Chat grasped his bell and pulled it down, unzipping his suit. Down it went, further and further until he made it to his crotch. Finally, his rock-hard cock was free from his constricting suit. He grasped it in his hand and began to stroke himself as he watched her.

"Fuck! Chat! Fuck me more!"

After about of minute of jerking himself off to the sight of his princess, he saw her eyes begin to flutter open. They were glossy and unfocused at first, but when they finally recognized his figure standing at her feet, they widened in shock.

"Chat!?" she cried out while Chat just smiled bigger. "Wh-what are you doing…how-how long have you been standing there?" she stuttered, a bit embarrassed but made no move to cover herself up at all. And her toy stayed where it was.

"Long enough for you to get me hard, princess," he moaned, still stroking himself. Marinette's eyes fell to the motion and she bit her lip. He was so big. "You looked like you were having fun and I didn't want to interrupt." Chat's eyes went back to between her legs where he could still see the butt-end of the dildo. "You like that pink toy?"

Marinette blushed and looked off to the side. She knows she never even told her feline boyfriend that she had bought something to pleasure herself when he wasn't around. "Well…it's good but…it's nowhere close to the real thing," she said, her voice becoming more wanton before her eyes glanced back to his hand grasping his erection. "I thought you couldn't come over tonight and…I was so…" she trailing off as a gasp escaped her mouth. Her toy was still vibrating inside her after all. "I-I needed some relief."

Chat smirked deeper. "You were so what?" he asked. "Don't be shy. I want to hear you say it."

Marinette hesitated for a second but said it anyway. "I was…so horny," she said. Her eyes glazed over again as they darted up and down his body; from his plump lips to his hard cock. "I-I wanted you so bad."

"Well here I am."

"Here you are."

Marinette pushed herself up into a sitting position and scooted herself to the foot of her chaise, her legs over the edge, mindful of the dildo still wedged in her vagina.

Chat leaned down, caressing the sides of her head, and pulled her in to kiss her deeply. Immediately, their lips opened up, moving in starving sync with each other.

When they needed a few seconds to breath, Chat pulled back slightly to speak. "I'm guessing from how loud you were being that you're parents aren't home?" he asked against her lips.

"No. But they'll be back in a few hours," Marinette confirmed.

Chat grinned. Which meant they could be as loud as they pleased. "Good," he whispered before grasping her bunched up pajama shirt and pulled it off her completely. Before it landed carelessly on the floor, his lips were back on hers.

As they continued to devour one another, Marinette's hand reached out until it found Chat's free erection. She felt Chat grunt into their kiss as she gently grasped it and began to rub the head with her thumb, smearing his pre-cum all around.

Chat pulled back just enough to ask "You wanna suck my cock?"

"Yes. Yes, please," Marinette whispered back.

Obliging to her wishes, Chat stood tall in front of her, allowing his cock to stick out right in front of his princess's face. Marinette's hand grasped the base while she leaned her head in, kissing the tip and then licking up and down the sides.

A growl of pleasure rumbled in Chat's throat. Her touch was always so amazing. Even the lighter ones.

After licking around his entire cock, with it well lubricated, Marinette started to stroke her hand mainly at the base-half. Meanwhile, the top-half she took into her mouth.

Chat threw his head back, biting his lower lip as she bobbed her head. One of his hands lightly gripped her head, gently matching her rhythm in movement. He was mindful of his claws as he stroked her free bluenette locks.

"Oh, yeah. Oh, that's so good, Marinette," he moaned.

Marinette released him with a wet pop. "You like that, kitty?" she asked, looking up at him while continuing to stroke him.

Chat looked down at her. "Yes. You're mouth is amazing."

"So it yours," she replied. His tongue was sharp in more ways than one.

Chat smirked. "Then how about we remove that toy and you let me taste you too?"

Marinette bit her lip at the idea. She wanted that very badly. "Okay. But first, I want you to come," she said before sucking his cock back passed her lips.

As Marinette thrusted as much of his cock as she could into her mouth, then back out a bit, then back in, she reached her other hand down to her core where her pink toy still was.

With enough of the butt-end sticking out, she could grip it and move it around. The vibrations felt incredible and made her brain mush. Then added with the intoxicating sensation of Chat's dick filling her mouth at the same time left her so lust-drunk she could barely think. And she couldn't get enough.

"Oh God!" Chat cried as she went faster. "Mari-gah! I-I'm so close!"

Marinette pulled her mouth away just to quickly say "Come for me, kitty," before continuing. She wanted to taste his ejaculation on her tongue. She couldn't slow down now.

Her hand stead up with her mouth; thrusting, stroking, and even twisting around until finally, a good stream of semen shot into her anxious mouth. Marinette thrusted his cock in as deep as she dared, allowing the load to slip right down her throat.

Unfortunately, she couldn't keep it there for long. Seconds later, she pulled herself back, removing his cock completely while she coughed a bit. It wasn't the first time she'd tried to take him that deep but it was still difficult.

"You okay, princess?" Chat asked with sweet concern.

"I'm…I'm fine," she said, still sort of catching her breath. When she felt better, he looked back up at him and smiled like a Cheshire. "That was so hot," she cooed. Getting to suck him off with her special toy stimulating her core. Damn.

"Yeah it was," Chat agreed then returned the Cheshire grin. "Now it's your turn."

Chat lifted Marinette up and laid her down on the rug in the middle of her floor. With her on her back, he hovered over her before leaning down to kiss her deeply once again. Marinette carded her fingers into his soft blonde locks, pulling his head down closer to her. Marinette opened her mouth, allowing Chat's tongue in. Tasting his own cum in her mouth turned him on more. Even after one orgasm, he was still fairly hard. It wouldn't take much to get him fully hard again.

Releasing her mouth, Chat's lips trailed wet kisses down her neck. He stopped briefly to suck hard, leaving his mark on her—he knew she wanted him to and insisted she could cover them with make-up. Satisfied with his handy work, Chat resumed trailing his lips and tongue further down her naked body.

Again, he stopped, at her breasts. Taking a minute to pinch, suck, and fondle her nipples. All the while enjoying the sweet sounds gasping from Marinette's mouth.

Continuing down, he landed more kisses on her flat belly, then further down until he finally reached her core. Her toy was still there, still vibrating.

Sharing a quick look of acknowledgement with his princess, Chat slowly pulled it out. The pink silicon buzzed in his hand, covered in her juices. After turning it off, he set it aside on the wooden floor, off the edge of the carpet.

Because of his claws while he was transformed, it wasn't safe to use his fingers to play with her clit. But that was okay. He still had a mouth to do all the work.

Without wasting anymore time, Chat laid down on his front, positioning his head in between her spread legs, and finally, stuck his tongue out to taste her pussy.

Marinette arched her back off the floor, craning her neck, and curling her toes.

"Chat…NAAGH!" she cried, feeling his tongue work itself deeper into her core. "Yes! It feels so good!" As she had said, his mouth was amazing too.

"Mmmmm," Chat hummed into her pussy. She was already so wet. It tasted so sweet, he couldn't get enough. Chat pulled his mouth back barely an inch. "Every cat has his favorite cream," he whispered before going right back in.

He devoured her pussy like a starving animal after finally hunting a long-awaited prey.

"Fuck! Chat Noir! Fu-!" Marinette cried louder. Her fingers went back into his hair, shoving his face further into her. "Nagh! Chat!" was all the warning she gave before her orgasm hit her like a ton of bricks. Her core burst with more of her love juices, which Chat lapped up eagerly, sticking his face as far into her pussy as physically possible.

Chat sat up on his knees, gazing down as his naked princess as her chest rose and fell with heavy breaths. She looked up at him with lidded eyes. Then he looked back down at her overflowing core.

He couldn't image a more stunning sight.

"Marinette…" he uttered, his voice wanton and heavy. "I want to fuck you so badly. I need to or I'll go mad."

Marinette grinned. "I think I'm already mad. My mind is completely gone. All I have left is the desire for you to take me however you please," she joked, gladly embracing that she couldn't think straight about anything except her strong chaton ravaging her.

Chat grinned. "However I please?" he repeated. So she was letting him pick the position. Chat glanced up from her and caught his partial reflection in her full body mirror by the head of her chaise. That could be a wonderful experiment. "Then how about you get on your hands and knees for me," he told her. Marinette sluggishly obeyed, turning over onto her front then lifting herself up. "Wait. Face your mirror," he added. Her head was facing more toward her desk.

"My mirror?" she asked, looking over her shoulder at him then over at said mirror.

"Yeah," Chat said, looking into the mirror with her while gently caressing her ass. "I want to be able to see you and for you to see me," he said tenderly. Marinette was a bit skeptical but intrigued as well. So she adjusted the angle of her body until she was facing the mirror front and center. Chat grabbed two pillows from off her chaise and put one under her belly and the other under her head. Then he moved over until he was behind her again. Taking his hard cock in his hand, Chat swiped the tip against her folds a few times, making Marinette squeak and close her eyes. When Chat saw her not looking, Chat glided his other hand from her ass up along her back. "Don't look away. I want you to watch as I fuck you," he said with a sweet, mild growl.

"Then fuck me already!" she begged.

Chat grunted, loving to hear her enthusiasm. Lining himself up again, Chat gripped her hips and thrusted forward, filling her pussy. Marinette moaned loudly as he stayed still, letting them both adjust for a minute.

"Oh princess," Chat groaned, simply enjoying his cock being encased by his princess's warm, wet walls. "I've always loved this position but I hated that I couldn't see your face at the same time." He stared at her equally blissful face in the mirror for a bit longer before slowly started to move his hips. "I feel…so silly…for not thinking of this…sooner," he uttered slowly between some deep breaths and steady thrusts.

"I didn't think of it either…who cares," Marinette replied, fighting to keep her eyes locked on their reflection. It was too hot to look away. She wasn't much interested in her own reflection, but focusing on her feline boyfriend behind her was a lot more interesting to watch. "I like seeing your face from this position too, kitty," she moaned hotly. Chat picked up his pace. Marinette joined him, thrusting her hips back to drive him deeper. "Agh, fuck! Fuck me, kitty! Just like that!" she shouted.

They were both used to closing their eyes when they pleasured each other. It helped them focus on the feeling of one another's touch. But for this, they couldn't. Or more like they wouldn't.

Neither wanted to even blink and miss a second of the show in the mirror starring them.

"Look at us, princess! Aren't we beautiful?" Chat hollered, practically laughing like a mad man. The way her free bluenette locks came down to frame her lustful face was truly a sight to behold.

"Yes! Oh God, Chat!" Marinette shouted. Chat's emerald feline eyes practically sparked with desire. And watching his muscles move—covered in skin-tight black—was making her eyes want to pop out of her head.

They were a beautiful couple. Even if no one else got to see that they were. Not to see them having sex, just seeing them together.

"Fuck! Aghh, fuck Marinette!"

Chat's hands gripped her ass cheeks, squeezing them lovingly while still minding his claws. While he wanted to keep his eyes on Marinette's face in the mirror, he glanced down at her body at least a few times. He always loved admiring her bare back and, of course, watching his cock going in and out of her pussy while her ass moved with him.

Beautiful indeed.

"Kitty, it's so good…you're gonna make me come again," Marinette uttered a bit breathless. The sensations on top of the sights to stimulate her were building up. She was close to a second orgasm.

"Then come, princess," Chat grunted. "I'll be right behind you," he chuckled.

Marinette attempted to roll her eyes. "Don't make puns while we're—nagh!—while you're…" she couldn't finish her sentence. She was gonna come.

"Fucking you like a wild animal in heat?" Chat groaned, going a bit faster. If they were both close, he wanted them to come together if possible. He wanted desperately to see the look on her face when he came inside her.

"Y-Yes," Marinette agreed. Whether he meant he was the wild animal in heat or she was, she didn't care. She was too lust-drunk to care about anything anymore. "Yes! Oh God yes!" she cried as she came for the second time that night.

"Marinette…Marinette!...Ahhh!" Chat came as well, harder than earlier, spilling his load inside her tingling core. She'd been on birth control since they started dating so they were safe.

Marinette collapsed onto the pillows beneath her, sweaty and out of breath. Chat slowly pulled out of her and laid down on his back beside her on the floor, spent as well.

Marinette turned her head and stared at him. Chat turned his head and stared back at her. They both grinned at each other.

When she got her breath back, Marinette lifted herself up with her arms just enough to move over, hover her face over Chat's and kiss him tenderly.

Chat purred into the kiss while caressing the back of her head.

He loved his princess and she loved her kitty.

Their relationship might be strictly hush-hush, but it was still real. And beautiful to them.

Even if it was a secret. It was their secret.

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Ladrien June 2024

Day #4: Swimsuit

Barefoot, wearing only a pair of orange swim trunks and his unbuttoned white over-shirt, Adrien walked along a clear dirt path through the jungle.

The jungle of the deserted tropical island he'd always dreamed of running away to.

It was everything he hoped it would be; beaches with soft white sand between his toes, crystal clear waters, fruits of plenty on every tree, gorgeous scenery around every counter, no deadly predators to be warry of. The only thing missing was…

Adrien was suddenly grabbed, whisked off his feet, and soaring among the trees.

When he looked up, he was met with the bluebell eyes of his lady, surrounded by her signature mask. But instead of her usual full-body suit, she wore a red and black spotted bikini, along with a transparent red and black spotted wrap tied around her waist. She was swinging from a wild vine and gripping him tightly to her.

The two giggled as they held onto each other and felt the wind across their faces, passing through the picturesque jungle.

Soon, they reached the end of the tree line, and beyond the trees was a cliff. And at the bottom of the cliff was a beautiful waterfall that flowed into a sparkling lagoon.

Everything seemed to move in slow motion as Ladybug and Adrien shared a look with each other, and as the vine swung them over the edge of the cliff, they both let go.

Separately, they both posed their bodies into formations for a dive, then they both gracefully dove into the water.

Under the surface, Adrien held his breath and opened his eyes. The water was so clear, he could see all the rocks, shells, and tiny seas creates towards the bottom of the lagoon.

A wonderous place indeed.

When he looked up, he saw Ladybug swimming over to him. She grabbed his arm and pointed upward.

Adrien nodded and the two started kicking for the surface.

They soon broke the surface, gasping for breath. They stared at each other for a minute while just treading water. Adrien finally also noticed that her hair was down.

Ladybug looked so beautiful with her wet hair plastered to the sides of her face, surrounded by the sunlight reflecting off the water around them.

Adrien leaned in and kissed her. She wrapped her arms around him and kissed him back. Adrien wanted to hold her back but one of them needed to keep moving their arms to tread the water. At least she was still kicking her legs.

When they separated from the kiss, Ladybug playfully pushed herself back from him, splashing him a bit. Adrien laughed and splashed her back. Ladybug giggled before swimming passed him and just kept going.

Adrien quickly followed after her, heading toward the sandy beach of the lagoon.

When they made it to land, Ladybug walked into the sand, a fair distance from the tide line, and laid down on her side in the sand. Adrien arrived and laid beside her, on his back with his head turned to her, gazing at her like she was a goddess.

"What a perfect day," Ladybug hums, staring at him adoringly.

"Can't image anything better," Adrien agreed.

He had always wanted to be alone with his lady on an island just like this.

Ladybug smirked at him before pushing herself up onto her arms and knees and crawled over to him. Then she climbed on top of him, swinging one leg over his hips, straddling him.

Adrien looked up at her, the sun behind her making her look like she was glowing.

Like a goddess.

Ladybug leaned down, her sizable breasts pressing into his chest.

"How's this for better?" she whispered close to his lips before covering them with her own.

Adrien closed his eyes and placed his hands on her lower back, kissing her back with full force.

Ladybug tilted her head and opened her mouth, letting her tongue explore her beloved's mouth, which Adrien was eager to allow. His tongue fought to enter her mouth as well.

Adrien's hands slid down from her back to her ass, gripping both her cheeks tight and pulling her in even more. Ladybug began rocking her hips down onto his crotch, matching the rhythm of his hands on her ass.

The friction being created between their two crotches was hot and stimulating.

But Adrien craved more.

The blonde teen sat up, still holding his lady close. Their mouths separated for a moment, allowing Adrien to admire her body.

Her C-cup breasts looked so tempting in the polka-dot bikini that matched her suit.

Then her hands were on his chest, pushing his open shirt away to touch his solid, svelte muscles.

He wasn't the only one admiring his partner's body.

Ladybug pulled the shirt halves apart further. "You look hot," she purred.

Adrien smirked at her double meaning phrase as he helped her pull the unnecessary garment off his shoulders and threw it somewhere in the sand.

"You look hot too," he said, once again staring down at her chest.

She could stand to lose a few coverings too.

Adrien leaned forward more so his hands could find the knot of her bikini strings on her back and behind her neck. As both his hands worked on both knots at the same time, their lips met again in a streamy re-greet.

They weren't very tight so it didn't take much fussing to undo both knots, allowing Adrien to pull the whole thing off and toss it away like his shirt.

Her bare breasts were still a bit wet from their dip in the lagoon.

He wanted to taste that water.

He needed that little bit of water more than he would a whole gallon of regular water if he were dying of dehydration in a desert.

Adrien grasped under both her breasts, making her moan. Then he leaned forward with his mouth open, tongue out, and licked away a drop of water or two.

"Ooh!" Ladybug moaned. Adrien's tongue felt so nice.

The lagoon was fresh water so it didn't taste salty. It was actually quite refreshing.

Adrien pulled his head back a bit and looked up at her. "This is the best water I've ever tasted," he said huskily before sucking the nipple of her opposite breast into his mouth.

"Oh! Adrien!" she cried. When he was done sucking, he continued to lap at the water still dripping down her chest. "That feels so good."

Horny, Ladybug began to rock her hips again. She could feel the hard tent in his trunks right under her covered core.

Adrien removed his mouth from her again, to hold her close. The next moment, he laid back down on the sand, then just as quickly, turned himself and his lady over.

Before she knew it, Ladybug found herself the one on her back in the sand with Adrien hovering over her. The golden sunlight shining behind his already golden head of hair.

Adrien leaned down, kissing and sucking at her neck for a second or two before trailing his kissed back down to her breasts. The water was pretty much gone but that didn't mean he couldn't still enjoy the flavor. Or she could stop enjoying the sensation of his tongue on her sensitive nipples.

Adrien pitched one nipple and sucked on the other; hard.

"Agh!" Ladybug hollered with pleasure.

As he was occupied with her chest, Ladybug's hand busied itself in reaching down between them and finding the tent in his trunks. It felt so good sitting on top of it. She palmed the top of the tent, making Adrien groan into her breast.

His trunks were becoming almost too tight to bare. He needed to get them off. But first…

Adrien let go of her breast and hovered his face directly above hers, looking right into her eyes, and she into his.

"What do you want, my lady?" he asked, hips grinding his covered erection into her hand.

"I want that beautiful cock out of these shorts and in my pussy," she uttered, her voice wanton and begging.

Adrien smirked. "Very well," he said, getting off of her. He towered over her, standing tall on his knees. As he reached for the band of his shorts, he stopped. "But that tiny bikini bottom has got to go too," he added, gesturing down to the lower half of her swimsuit she still had on. As well as the transparent wrap she wore like a skirt.

"Of course," she replied.

Ladybug's hand went to the knot of her wrap and undid it quickly. After getting it off, she left it where it was, under her ass in the sand, and reached for the string knots of both sides of her hips that kept her bikini bottom on.

As she undid those knots, she watched as Adrien finally slid his orange shorts down his hips, freeing his stiff cock. Ladybug's eyes widened, watching it bob after being released.

Adrien tugged his shorts under his knees and off his legs completely, them casted them aside. By the time he did that, Ladybug had finished untying her bikini bottom strings. She lifted her ass up a bit, just enough so Adrien could pull the teeny piece out from under her and also tossed it aside.

Finally, they were both naked on their private lagoon beach of their private island.

Adrien lowered his body down again, hovering over his lady, and kissed her.

Ladybug kissed him back but released his mouth before too long.

"I can't wait any longer," she said impatiently against his lips. She was ready now and with how hard she could feel him poking at her thigh, so was he. Adrien pulled back and stared down at her. "Give it to me, Adrien," she uttered, wrapping her legs around his hips and pulling him down.

They both shuttered with pleasure as his tip grazed the folds of her pussy.

Adrien could tell from that one brief touch that she was wet. So wet.

"You want it?" he asked teasingly while simultaneously grasping his cock and repeatedly tapping the tip against her wet lips.

Ladybug withered and moaned at his torturous touches. "I want it! I…I need it so bad," she begged, still trying to pull him into her.

"I need it too," Adrien whispered. Then, without wasting another moment, he lined himself up with her entrance and slid himself in.

"GAHHHH!" they both moaned.

As soon as he was all the way in, Ladybug's walls clenched around Adrien's cock, making him almost come. But he couldn't yet. Not until he'd satisfied his lady.

Bracing himself up with his hands in the sand on both sides of her, Adrien began to thrust. Ladybug's legs were still wrapped around his hips but she loosened her death-grip on them to give him enough room to move.

"Oh God, Adrien!" Ladybug cried as he snapped his hips into her spread legs. Her hands reached out along the ground in pleasure, grasping at the loose sand. When that didn't feel right, she brought her hands back and gripped Adrien's arms beside her. "Fuck me! Fuck me into this sand!" she cried.

At her command, the blonde thrusted harder.

"Ladybug! Oh fuck!" Adrien groaned. "Fuck, you feel amazing!" She always felt amazing but he always loved to remind her. "So tight. You're gripping me…Hah!" he shuttered, feeling her walls clench a bit again.

While laying there, Ladybug tried to thrust up and match Adrien's rhythm but she wasn't quite satisfied with her efforts. And she missed Adrien's hands on her body, but they were busy holding his body up over her.

So, without warning, her grip on her lover tightened and turned their joined bodies over.

The next thing Adrien knew, his back was on the sand and Ladybug was straddling him again, but he was still inside her.

"I want to ride you into the sand now," she purred before shifting her legs to she could use them to lift and sink onto his cock more effectively.

As she started to bounce, Adrien's eyes rolled to the back of his head. His neck arched up, digging the back of his head into the sand. He was hitting her so much deeper now.

When he regained his senses, Adrien focused on trying to thrust upward, matching her rhythm as best he could.

Ladybug moaned as she road him, throwing her head back and letting her neck lull every which way.

Adrien gripped her thighs and looked up at her, admiring the sight of her blissfully dazed expression and the bouncing of her breasts.

"Ladybug…you look so beautiful… riding my cock," he uttered, still keeping up with his thrusts.

The spotted heroine gazed down at her lover. "Adrien! Touch me! I wanna feel your hands on me," she pleaded to him.

Smirking, Adrien eagerly reached up his hands and grasped her breasts. "Like this?" he asked as his fingers pitched both her nipples.

"Oh! Oh yeah! That's it," Ladybug moaned at the top of her voice. The extra stimulation was enough to drive her crazy.

"Ladybug, I'm…I'm close," Adrien eventually said. Finally, he didn't think he could hold off any longer.

"Me too," Ladybug replied, excited. "Come in me, Adrien."

"Only if you come with me." They could climax at the same time. They'd done it before.

"Yes, yes, let's come together," she agreed before focusing back on thrusting up and down even faster.

Adrien matched her, thrusting up as sharply as he could.

He needed to come or he would lose his mind, and his lady needed him to. Reluctantly, Adrien took his hands off her breasts and used them to grip her hips. He had to in order to help them both reach their peaks.

Several more relentless thrusts/bounces later, they succeeded.

"AGHHHHH!" they both cried, coming at the same time.

Ladybug's walls clenched around Adrien's cock, even more snug that before, sucking and squeezing his cock as it emptied his load of sperm into her womb.

It held him so firmly, he wasn't sure he'd be able to pull out even if he tried. Not until her vagina relaxed and let him go.

"Oh my…" Ladybug uttered through heavy breaths. Her thighs were burning—and not just from the sun anymore. But she didn't care.

"Holy shit…" Adrien uttered, breathing just as hard.

When they were both relaxed and breathing more normally again, Ladybug finally lifted herself up, allowing Adrien's softening cock to slip out of her, along with some of his cum.

Instead of flopping back onto the sand on her sweaty back, Ladybug laid down right against Adrien's chest. But not right on top of him. He needed to breath after what they'd just done.

Adrien wrapped an arm around her back, hold her against his side. They stayed like that for a minute, not saying anything, still catching their breaths, just looking up at the clouds in the sky.

When she had the strength again, Ladybug lifted herself up a bit. Feeling her movement, Adrien tilted his head down to her. When she was close enough, Ladybug kissed his lips tenderly. Adrien returned the kiss, just as sweet.

"I don't know about you, but I could use another dip in the lagoon," Ladybug said when they pulled back.

Adrien hummed in agreement. They were both hot, sweaty, and covered with sand. Ladybug sat up, then Adrien sat up too.

"Should we put our swimsuits back on?" he asked, glancing at the aquatic clothes laying discarded on the beach.

Ladybug turned and looked over her shoulder at him. "Why bother?" she said teasingly, a mischievous grin on her lips.

She stood up and began walking back toward the shore.

Ladybug turned around, the sexy smirk still on her lips, as she crooked her finger at him as she walked backwards, back into the water.

Adrien smirked, stood up, and dashed after her.

Knee-deep into the pool, he caught her around the waist and lifted her. They both giggled as they plunged back into the water, cooling off from their sandy love-making.

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Ladynoir July 2024

Day #15: Soulmates

Things were fun between the two superheroes before they confessed their love for one another. But now that they had, they were even better.

The playful teasing turned into more flirty banter, which both loved very much.

Another thing they loved very much were the kisses.

Every time they met up at night for patrol, they always made time and just focused on each other. Whether it was more sparring, a playful game of chase, or just more kissing.

This night, during their game, Chat Noir was the pursuer—or as he preferred; the predator. Hunting his spotted prey like a wild feline.

Ladybug just stood there on the rooftop, looking around. She'd lost her 'predator' a few minutes ago. Or at least, she thought she did.

She couldn't see him anymore. But that didn't mean that he couldn't see her.

Ladybug was on guard, staying in a battle-ready stance as she kept turning around, checking her every o'clock. Still no sign of him.

However, her super-senses soon tingled, telling her to block.

She turned a bit while raising her arm and a black boot struck her forearm.

"Nice try, kitty cat," she smirked back at her partner.

Chat Noir grunted before withdrawing his leg, then went in for another attack.

These little sparring sessions were meant to be fun, they struck with purpose while not aiming to actually hurt the other. They knew the other could defend themselves, so they held back just the right amount for it to still be considered practice.

He threw a punch, and she blocked.

He kicked upward, she blocked and dodged.

He leapt up and aimed a swinging kick at her, and she ducked.

Ladybug thought she was doing a great job in defending herself. None of Chat's blows were doing much to overpower her.

But, little did she know, that wasn't what he was going for.

Because with every one of his strikes that she blocked and/or evaded, she took a step back. And another. And more and more. And there was another conveniently placed brick chimney not far behind her.

Just a little closer.

Chat swept his leg at her, aiming low. Ladybug jumped back to avoid being knocked over.

Almost there…and…

Chat reared his fist back for another punch, and Ladybug caught his fist in her hand, stopping it entirely.

Ladybug looked at him, still holding his fist with a smug smirk. But then Chat smiled back at her, even more smug.

Ladybug looked confused for a moment, until Chat pushed onward, adding more strength to his arm, he forced her to step backwards again. And with that final step back, Ladybug's back unexpectedly met the brick wall of the chimney.

Chat pounced on her, pressing his body close and caging her in with his arms; one hand laid flat on the bricks next to her waist, his other laid flat by her head.

"Gotcha," he whispered cockily in between some panting breaths. Ladybug just blinked at him in shock as she too tried to catch her breath. How did she not know that there was a wall behind her? Even though she had lost, the heat from Chat's breath on her face and his chest pressing lightly against hers was accelerating as they were calming down from all the running, jumping, and sparring they just did. Chat too felt a similar high, being in such close proximity to his lady, her pants mixing with his, then added with his victory. The feline hero was quite pleased with himself. "Now say it," he lightly ordered her.

Earlier, just before they had started, she had promised him that if he successfully caught her, she'd not only allow him a 'special prize,' but she also had to say something that he really wanted to hear her say.

Ladybug sighed then smiled, accepting that she had lost the game with grace and dignity. Although she felt very little dignity in what she was about to say, she gave him what he wanted, as promised.

It was surprisingly easy to say yes to her Chat, even if she was a bit reluctant at first.

"The little bug is now at the predator's mercy," she uttered with a teasing roll of her eyes. But that wasn't all. Ladybug then raised her hands up and placed them gently on his chest. "Now I am all yours, mon amour," she whispered closer against his lips in the wanton voice she knew he loved.

"God, that's hot," Chat grunted before springing forward and capturing her lips with his own.

Chat's hands held her waist, holding her close while caressing her curves. Ladybug's hands went up from his chest to clasp behind his neck.

Ladybug kissed him back. It started slow but deep and passionate. They took their time, flexing their lips, tilting their heads at different angles, slipping their tongues out and opening their mouths wider.

Since the night they both declared that they loved each other, most—if not all—of their patrols had ended up with them in this position.

But tonight, Chat wanted to try a new position.

Chat moved his hands up her waist to Ladybug's shoulders, then trailed them down her arms until his hands were on hers. Then, grasping her wrists, he moved them off of him, just like the rest of her body, pinned them to the wall behind her.

Ladybug was a bit surprised when Chat unexpectedly pinned her arms above her head while kissing her. But she wasn't surprised enough to stop kissing him back. For now, she'd let this continue as it was.

And not only did it continue, it progressed. While he kept her wrists pinned above her with one hand, Chat reached back down with the other to caress her hip, then her ass, then finally lower to behind her thigh. Then, thanks to his enhanced strength, he was able to lift her up a bit.

Her legs wrapped around his waist as he pressed forward further, pinning her pelvis to the wall with his own.

"Nnuh," Ladybug uttered once she felt Chat's crotch line up perfectly with her own. His pelvis moved forward, grinding against her covered core. Ladybug bit her lip hard, the friction becoming too much and not enough at the same time. Chat then moved his lips down to her neck, planting sloppy kisses there, making her squirm even more. "Chat," she breathed. As he kissed her neck and thrusted himself against her, all she wanted to do was caress him back, but she couldn't with her hands pinned. She tried pushing against Chat's hold on her but he wasn't budging. "Chat…let me touch you," she whispered. She hadn't meant to sound so desperate but she was. Desperate to caress his muscles and soft blonde hair while they kissed and he dry humped her into this wall.

"No," Chat simply replied. "I've always wanted to hold you like this." Chat moved back up and kissed her mouth again.

Ever since he officially fell for her—not the night they first met but not long after that—he'd had many sexualized dreams about her and him. A lot of them were inspired by that night they'd spared, he pinned her to that chimney, they gazed at each other while catching their breathes, then she just left even though he had begged her to stay with him.

He dreamt of pinning her to that chimney again, kissing her deeply, and pinning her arms above her head so she'd be totally at his mercy.

And now, she was. His dream had come true.

Ladybug kissed him back, still trying to move her arms but more than fine if she couldn't get free. Chat really wanted this and it wasn't like she disliked it.

Chat moved back down to her neck again, kissing the other side. Ladybug leaned her head away, allowing him plenty of room.

As he continued to move his hips into hers, it wasn't long before she could feel something poking at her core.

Something warm and hard between Chat's legs.

"Is-Is that your ba-baton or are you just really happy right now?" she said, trying to sound sassy but it came out as mostly whipped.

Chat pulled away from her neck and placed his lips by her ear. "Milady, you know I keep my baton on my lower back," he whispered before moving his lips back to hers to kiss her again properly. "That's my other baton," he uttered against her lips.

He jerked his hips again, a bit harder and sharper. Ladybug moaned louder, feeling the bulge pressing against her core.

"It's…ru-rubbing me-ah!" she whimpered as he moved more.

Chat loved this. But when he noticed his lady's pinched face, he thought for a moment that he was going a bit too far too fast.

"Milady, is this okay?" he asked after stopping his movements. "If this is too much, I can stop. Just tell me to stop and I promise I will without complaint," he said sincerely. Sure, he'd be disappointed if they had to stop all together, but he'd never force anything on his lady that she didn't want as much as he did.

Ladybug's bluebell eyes fluttered open and met Chat's sparkling emerald green feline eyes. He looked at her with so much love and sweetness. He had her pinned in such a provocative manner, yet he still took the time to ask her and check to make sure she wanted to continue.

It made her love for him grow just a little bit more.

"No, I'm…I'm okay," she said. Stopping was the last thing she wanted. Sure, this was very new territory for them physically, but she wasn't scared. Anxious, but certainly not scared enough to not try more. "Please…keep going," she begged without caring how desperate she sounded anymore.

Chat smirked. Her begging was very reassuring that this was going well so far. "As you wish, milady," he said before taking his hand that was still under her thigh back up to her wrists. He then grasped one wrist in each of his hands and raised them up a bit higher. "But I still mean it. If you do want me to stop at all, I will," he added. If she decided that she wanted to stop at any time, all she had to do was say so and he'd back off immediately.

"Understood. Now kiss me," she uttered.

Chat smirked at her impatience. She was really getting into this. More than happy to oblige, Chat leaned in and captured her lips, hard.

Chat swallowed every one of his lady's sharp moans as he thrusted hard against her. He couldn't tell with any obvious physical tells, but he was sure that Ladybug was getting just as turned on as him.

Ladybug, however, knew she was more turned on than she thought was possible.

Her skin was on fire, her brain was hazy, and her burning core was getting wetter with every grind of Chat's mighty hips.

If only she could feel his skin on her skin. But their suits were in the way. And it wasn't like they could just take them off while they were transformed.

Suddenly, a flash of subtle pink light started at her head, ran down her body, and ended at her feet. Startled, the two stopped kissing. Chat released her hands, backed off from her body, and took a step back to look at her, allowing her to stand on her own again.

At first, Ladybug was worried for a moment that she'd somehow transformed back into herself, but she was wrong.

She reached up with her hands and felt her mask still there. But as she looked at her hands afterwards, they were bare. As were her arms.

As she stood on the roof, she didn't feel the roof under bare feet. She felt her feet still encased in her suit's usual flat shoes from where she stood. Ladybug looked down and saw her legs still covered by her suit. But it was just her legs. They cut off mid-thigh, like she was wearing stockings. With nothing else above but her mask.

With a yelp, Ladybug covered herself as best she could.

"Wha-What the-?!" she yelled, her face turning bright red. "Why am I-?"

"You changed your suit," Chat said is awe. Not just in awe of what she just did, he was mostly in awe of her. She was naked, with the exception of her mask and her suit legs. But her most important places were totally exposed. To him. "You didn't mean it to, but your suit transformed to oblige to how you were feeling." Plagg had told him about their suits and how they were linked to a holder's personality and state of mind. They could change them if they focused enough. She was so turned on…"Because deep down, you wanted to be exposed."

As embarrassing as it was, Ladybug couldn't help but agree with him. Tikki had told her about her suit. It disappeared as much as it did because she wanted to be closer to Chat as he was grinding against her. She wanted him to have more access to her body. Hence, her suit adapted to her desire.

Still, just thinking about it while they were in the act of dry humping each other and it actually happening were very different. She was naked…in front of Chat! "D-Don't look at me!" she hollered, trying to keep herself covered as much as possible and turned her head away.

Chat was silent for a minute. He wanted to be respectful of her shyness. But at the same time, he couldn't look away. "I can't take my eyes off you," he uttered, still in awe. Chat slowly stepped closer to her and placed his hands gently on her shoulders. Ladybug opened her eyes and stared up at her kitty, still nervous but comforted by his words and closeness. Chat then leaned forward and planted a sweet kiss on her forehead. "You're so beautiful," he said before planting another on her cheek. Then another on her opposite cheek.

Ladybug just stood there and let Chat's reassuring kisses calm her down.

"Ch-Chat…" she whispered when he moved back to her neck. She was definitely going to have a hickey or two in the morning, but she didn't care.

Finally moving past her embarrassment and succumbing to her honest desires, Ladybug reached up to caress Chat's face and bring him back to her lips to kiss her properly.

"Are you still all mine?" Chat asked her when they pulled away.

"Yes," Ladybug replied, not afraid or shy anymore.

Without wasting another moment, Chat sprang forward and kissed her full on the lips again. And once again, grasped her hips, shoved her back against the chimney, and hoisted her up with her legs around his waist.

Even with his suit gloves still on, Chat could feel the difference in the touch of Ladybug's hips. His hands skimmed back and down further until them caressed her ass cheeks.

So plump…so firm…

Gripping her tight, Chat increased his force on his thrusting against her, grinding his covered hard on up into her uncovered core.

Now that it was exposed to the air, his sensitive feline nose could at last smell how turned on she truly was.

It was the most amazing scent in the world. And only made him harder and more ravenous.

He wanted a closer dose.

With each of his more powerful thrusts, Ladybug moaned into Chat's mouth. She could feel her breasts pressing tightly against Chat's firm, leather clad chest.

When she pleasured herself, she'd always liked to be touched there. And now, she wanted Chat to do it.

"Chat," Ladybug was finally able to utter against his mouth. Chat pulled back to let her speak and listened. Ladybug, without hesitation, took a hold of one of his hands and placed in on her bare breast. "Touch me here," she begged.

Chat's breathing grew labored again as soon as her mound was under his hand.

Her boob. Getting to touch a girl's boob was a great honor given. And Ladybug was letting him touch hers.

Careful of his claws, Chat grasped her breast and squeezed it gently. Ladybug's gasp melted into a moan at his touch.

"Aahh! Nuhh…" she moaned. "M-more."

One hand on one breast wasn't enough.

Chat smirked and reached up with his other hand, grasping then squeezing it as well. With his hands gone from her ass, Ladybug kept herself up with her legs wrapped extra snug around his middle.

Ladybug said she wanted more, so more he would give her.

So, Chat craned his neck down and sucked one of her nipples into his mouth.

"Huagh!" Ladybug cried a bit louder. Encouraged by her yelp of pleasure, Chat continued sucking. His lips wrapped around the tip end so he could brush his tongue along the nipple in his mouth.

Ladybug bit her lip to stop herself from crying out too loudly again. They were on a rooftop, outside, in public. Someone might hear them if she was that loud again.

As amazing as it was, Chat couldn't help but feel jealous. He wanted Ladybug to feel him up too. "Milady," he said after removing his mouth from her bosom. "Will you touch me too?" he asked hopefully.

Ladybug, eyes still hazy, looked at him and smiled. "Anything for my precious kitten," she said.

Finally taking control, Ladybug planted her feet back on the roof, gripped Chat's arms, spun them around, and pinned him to the chimney.

Shocked but still turned on, Chat chuckled. "Heh. Pretty strong for a watermelon," he teased.

"Shut up," she teased back. Even with her suit mostly gone, she still had her yoyo wrapped around her waist. Pulling it out, Ladybug grabbed Chat's wrists, wrapped her string around them, then flung her yoyo up around the chimney a couple times, then secured it. And it doing so, secured Chat's hands above his head. She smirked at him with her hands on her hips. Chat, however, was even hornier. His lady was naked and staring at him in a confident pose, while having him at her mercy. It was officially the best night of his life. So far. "So…are you gonna-" she asked, gesturing down to his still fully suited body.

She was surprised he hadn't unintentionally willed it away already. Did he just have more restraint than she did? Nah. She seriously doubted that.

Chat just smirked at her. "Pull my bell down."

"Your bell?" she asked, staring at the golden bell at his throat with a raised eye brow. Curiously, Ladybug reached for the bell, gripped it, then pulled in downward. As it moved, his suit parted, opening up his bare chest to her the further she went. "Did you plan ahead or something?" she asked him suspiciously. There was no way it could do that this whole time.

Chat shrugged. "Maybe," he replied, smirking. Maybe he already willed a small change or two to his suit sometime after they became official.

"Naughty kitty," Ladybug cooed.

Then, as he wanted, she leaned forward and kissed his chest. Chat gasped at the gentle peck to his sensitive skin. While her lips continued to plant more kisses, her hands reached out and started feeling around as well. His skin was warm and welcoming. Muscles firm and beautiful.

Chat threw his head back, barely feeling it bang onto the solid bricks. The only thing he could feel was Ladybug. The throbbing in the back of his head was masked by the more intense throbbing of his manhood.

"Holy jeeze. Ahhh," Chat moaned out before he was hushed by Ladybug kissing him again.

She kissed him slower and calmer while still gliding her fingers across his chest and abdomen. When Chat kissed her back, he kept it slow but passionate. He poured all his love for her into this kiss.

Feeling adventurous, one of Ladybug's hands drifted further down until she reached the bulge in the pants of his tight leather suit.

"Ah-HAH!" Chat moaned with a start, pulling away from their kiss. His arms tugged at the yoyo string a bit, urging to reach down and touch her back. But he tried not to. She allowed him to subdue her, now it was only fair that he allow her the same pleasure. Besides, it wasn't like he wanted her to stop. "Ah…oh, mi-milady-" he panted as her hand continued, palming at his bulge with just the right amount of pressure.

"Do you want me, Chat?" Ladybug asked him, although she was already pretty sure of his answer.

Chat's eyes snapped open and stared at her, her hand still moving. "Do-do I-?"

Ladybug leaned in a bit closer, her lips right against his ear. "Do you want to fuck me?" she asked much slower.

Chat's breath shuttered. "I…y-yes," he was able to utter. Of course he did. He was hoping for that. "More than anything."

"Good," she said with a pleased smile. "Because I want you to."

Chat grinned, feeling his shock and awe ease away, making way for his usual cocky bravado. "Then I will," he promised. "But first…I need you to release my hands." There was something he really wanted to do first.

Ladybug removed her hands from him completely before tapping her chin in fake-thought for a second. "Hmmm. Is that really necessary?" she said, glancing him up and down with hunger in her eyes. Clearly, they both saw the appeal in a bit of bondage; being in it and executing it. Ladybug then turned around, spread her legs further apart a bit, then bent over. Sticking her rear up barely an inch away from his crotch. "I could just thrust back into you like this," she said over her shoulder, moving her hips back and forth a bit for extra emphasis.

From the angle, Chat could just make out the lips of her pussy. So wet already…and the smell…

"M-maybe next time," he was able to say. Definitely saving that brilliant idea for another day. But he really wanted to do his other thing before they did anything like that. "Please, milady," he pleaded, his eyes big and desperate.

Upon seeing his pleading face, Ladybug straighten back up and turned back around. "Aww, you're so cute when you beg," she cooed, placing her hand along the side of his abs and the other on his cheek.

Chat leaned his face into her loving touch. "So are you," he said, just as mischievous. He liked watching her when she was the one bound and begging.

Ladybug bit her lip and blushed, understanding what he meant. She was flattered, and anxious to see if he could make her like that again. "Fine," she said. She grabbed her yoyo and flung it back in the opposite direction, unwinding it from the chimney. In seconds, Chat's hands were free and he was able to lower them. Ladybug was about to put her yoyo back around her waist where it belonged, but Chat was tried of waiting. He grabbed her yoyo and tossed it onto the roof. Then before Ladybug could ask what he did that for, he was grabbing her thighs and turning around so her back was against the wall again. But this time, he lifted her up higher. High enough till her core was at the same level as his face and her legs were over his shoulders. "Woah!" she cried in surprise as she was lifted. "Chat? What are you-AH!" she tried to ask but cut herself off as she felt a warm mouth against her throbbing core. Needing something to hold onto for balance, Ladybug grabbed ahold of Chat's head. "Chat…hah! I-I thought you were gonna…oh god!" she cried.

Chat's eager tongue lapped at her pussy. The taste was everything he had hoped it'd be. He pulled his mouth back just enough to answer her. "I will. I just wanted to taste you first," he said before licking her long and slow. Ladybug shuttered, gripping his head tighter. "Make sure your good and ready for my cock."

Holding his head, her bare fingers carded into his wild blonde hair. It was so soft now that she could feel it properly without her suit gloves.

"I…I am…r-ready. So ready. Oh!" she cried. No wonder Chat wanted her to unbind him.

"Mmmm. God, Ladybug, you taste amazing," he hummed.

"Y-you're to-tongue feels…amazing," she replied, out of breath. She felt like she was losing her mind.

So lost in her own pleasure, Ladybug forgot for a minute that they were still on a roof where people could hear them. Because she didn't trust her voice anymore, she covered her mouth with her hand, stifling her moans a bit.

The pressure was building ten-fold as Chat ate her pussy. It was becoming almost unbearable how much she just wanted something bigger filling her up.

"Chat…please…" she moaned. She was wondering if he could bring her to begging again and he had. He won. "I-I need…"

"You need what, milady?" Chat pulled back just enough to ask again, smugly. He'd been anticipating this.

"Please…I can't take it anymore," she was able to say a bit clearer with him not ravaging her anymore. She looked down at him, seeing the hunger in his eyes as well. "You need to too. Don't you?" she asked, confident that he was aching for it as much as she was.

Humbly, Chat had to agree. "You got me there," he said. And with that, Chat began to lower her back down. Ladybug stood on her shaky legs on the roof.

"Wait," Chat said, uncertainty in his voice. "What about protection?"

Ladybug smiled at him. "It's okay. Tikki told me that I can't conceive while I'm transformed."

Chat's eyes widened. "Are you serious?"

"Oh yeah." That had been a weird—but very reassuring—talk with her kwami.

"Well then," Chat leaned in, very glad that they could have safe sex without the typical protection. "You want to try bending over like you did earlier?" he asked cockily.

Ladybug bit her lip. She still wanted to try that—even though she had no clue where she had gotten that idea—that wasn't how she wanted her first time to go. "Actually," she said before caressing his face in both her hands. "I'd rather be able to look at you," she said gently.

Chat gave her a gentle smile. "Me too."

Glancing down at his bell, Ladybug reach for it and tugged it down further. Passed his belly button, all the way down until his stiff erection came flopping out. She stared at it for a second, then looked back up at her kitty, who was waiting anxiously but patiently for her say-so.

She nodded. And that was all he needed.

Grasping under her thighs again, Chat lifted Ladybug and pinned her back to the wall. She wrapped her hands around the back of his neck as he lifted her legs. Chat reached under them, draping them over both his arms.

Chat quickly maneuvered his tip to her pussy lips. When he was lined up, he raised his intense gaze back up to his lady's eyes. After sharing one more look of approval, Chat slowly moved forward.

Ladybug hissed as she felt Chat enter her. She felt like she was being stretched and filled. It stung a bit but not enough where she wanted it to stop all together.

When he was finally buried inside her up to the hilt, Chat spoke like he had just ran a mile—without being transformed. "Ladybug," he gasped. She felt so good. So tight around him. "Are you-?"

"I'm fine," she replied. To her honest surprise, it didn't take long for the sting to go away. All she felt was full and hot. She needed more. "Please…don't stop," she urged him on.

Taking her at her word, Chat eased out a bit then thrusted back in slowly. He moaned with his lady. He did it again, then again at the same pace. But then, he began to pick it up.

Finally at a faster, steady pace, they were both moaning like crazed animals.

"Oh god, Bug!" Chat cried out. He glanced down at their joined bodies and almost came right then and there at the sight of his dick going in and out of her body. "Ah…take that cock," he grunted. She was taking it so well, it was unreal.

Okay, now it was officially the best night of his life. Just like in his dreams. Only better.

"Chat…it feels so good! Fuck me more, kitty! Fuck me more!" Ladybug hollered, not caring anymore if people in neighboring buildings or in the one right under them could hear. "Deep…it's so deep," she whispered. He was hitting so deeply, it felt wonderful. She couldn't get enough.

As she had wanted, her eyes stayed on her partner, and his stayed on her too. Both their eyes were alit with sparks of arousal and love. Glittering like the stars of the Parisian night sky above them. But with all the light pollution, they could hardly see any. Luckily, they could admire the ones in their partner's as they made love instead.

"Ladybug…" Chat uttered through his pants, locking eyes with her with purpose. "I-I love you so much."

"I love you too, Chat," she replied, not needing to think at all. "We were meant for each other…in every way." She could feel his love for her. And she was sure that he could feel her love for him.

Chat leaned in and kissed her deeply, still thrusting, unable to stop. The kiss was brief so they could continue to breathe through their exertions.

Sooner then he was expecting, Chat could feel his balls tightening and ready to burst.

"Oh god, milady…I think…I'm gonna come."

"Me too," she replied. She could feel her end coming as well. "Come in me, kitty. Please let me feel it," she whispered desperately.

"Come with me, Ladybug. Let's come together," he said, just as desperate. He had been worried about not being able to bring her to a climax but now he was overjoyed that he would, and at the same time as him.

He picked up his pace again, building more friction. More pleasure.

With one final push, he felt her walls clench around his cock. She moaned loud, coming on him as he too came, shooting his load inside her.

A jolt of something indescribably good filled them both for a moment. Just a moment of something they couldn't explain. Was that just how coming at the same time as your partner felt like?

The two panted as they bathed in the afterglow. Chat's cock stopped firing his sperm and started to soften. After one final kiss, Chat pulled out. Ladybug lower her legs back to the roof again and they were shakier than before. Chat helped support her. Ladybug leaned forward, letting most of her weight be supported by her strong kitty cat.

So she wouldn't be sitting on the roof with her naked behind, Chat, after tucking himself back into his suit and zipping up—just up to his belly button so his lady could feel his bare chest—sat down on the roof, his back against the chimney, and Ladybug sat in his lap. Chat held her close with both her legs over his lap on the right side. Ladybug's side was flush against his chest, basking in his warmth and listening to his heart beat.

"Did you feel that?" Chat asked.

Ladybug knew what he was refuring to. The jolt they felt when they came at the same time. She wasn't sure what it was, but she had a theory. "Our bodies and souls became one for a moment," she said.

"Yeah," Chat agreed. That must have been it. "It was…"

"miraculous," she finished for him.

Chat looked down at his lady and she looked up at him. His Ladybug.

They leaned in, kissing in a gentle but passionate manner.

Their bodies came together to make love. Then they came together, at the same time. Bonding their souls as their bodies did.

Perhaps they were meant to be one. Two bodies that were once one, but were separated and needed to find each other to be whole again.

Soulmates once shared a body. And when they came together, they were whole again. Even if just for a moment.

And that moment, was a miracle.