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Nobody said that being on the side of the Resistance would be easy, and that both Marinette and Adrien won't be looking over their shoulders a lot more with them defecting. It was harder, but it felt a lot more rewarding in the end. They had friends now, they managed to repair their relationships with their parents and they also had each other now.
“Good night guys!” Marinette shouted from the stairs to her parents who were just locking up for the night.
“Good night sweetie. It was a busy day today, you deserve rest.” Tom wiped his hands in his apron, making sure they’re clean before reaching to pull his daughter into a tight hug. Years ago Marinette would have shoved him away, but now she cherished each one of them. After all she had a lot to make up for.
She hugged him back as tight as she could, getting a hug just as intense in return. “Tom, you’re hugging too tight.” Sabine placed her hand on her husbands forearm, which got him to let up, “How is she supposed to go to sleep if you’re holding her here.” Tom hummed and pouted as he let her go, it made Marinette chuckle, something her parents heard a lot more in the past few years, “Sweet dreams Marinette. If you need anything-”
“I know mom, I know. Good night. I love you both.” She gave them both quick pecks on the cheek before going up to her room. “Tikki, I brought you macaroons.” Marinette waived the treat a few times before it vanished in a red blur.
The little red blur eventually calmed down and nuzzled against Marinette’s cheek. “So sweet. Thank you so much Marinette.” Even her relationship with her Kwami was better, all because she saw how good things could be in a parallel universe years ago. Her wall which was once empty now had plenty of pictures in it of her, of her parents, Alya and Nino, her schoolmates, and of course her boyfriend Adrien Agreste. “Ah, young love. It fills me with so much happiness to see it!” Tikki zoomed around the room, giggling at her Holder’s eye roll.
“Young love? Sounds disgusting.” Marinette jumped at the third voice in her room and turned to see Cat Noir leaning against her wall, twirling the end of his belt. “How’s my emo purrincess doing tonight?”
When they were younger she would have scoffed at his bad puns. She still does sometimes, but it’s with a not so hidden smile on her lips. “I’m great. Are you here to report or just to get free cookies?” After becoming aware of Adrien’s love of her families bakery Marinette made it a habit to bring fresh cookies to school whenever she could.
“Can’t I just be here to see you?” His sly grin and the way he pulled on his jacket told her otherwise, “Or maybe you don’t wanna see me? I can go away for a kiss?” His flirting had become less and less subtle with every passing day. At first it was little jokes here and there, then the looks, then holding hands at school, then making out in his bedroom, in her bedroom, ditching class together, studying together and getting nothing done because they’d end up all over each other sooner or later.
“Go fuck yourself.” She playfully pushed him away when he invaded her personal space.
Cat Noir wasn’t deterred in the slightest, “Already did this morning. Was thinking about you the whole time.”
“You’re gross you know that kitty cat?” She looked away, a light blush dusting her cheeks. She really had no right to judge, not when she did the exact same thing just last night. Turns out that there is such a thing as too much sexual tension, there have been times where they had to be reminded they had jobs to do that didn’t involve sucking each other’s face off. “Is that all you came here to say?”
“Nah, not all. Plagg, claws off.” Adrien’s kwami made a quick gagging sound before he flew off to Tikki. The two circled around each other, giggling at their reunion before bidding their Holders a good night and flying off to get some sweet and sour snacks.
“They’re really sweet together.” Marinette melted against Adrien’s arm when she felt it around her shoulder.
Soon the other joined, around her midriff, “Maybe Tikki is. Plagg is… well he’s something else. Love the little guy but he’s gonna make me go broke with all the cheese he eats.” There was a reason why he had to buy a new fridge for his bedroom. Luckily now that he lived alone no one asked why.
Some questions are better left unanswered and Marinette’s cheese question was one of them. “So what brings you here, my Chaton?” That was a much better question with a more satisfying answer.
Adrien ran a hand through his buzzcut and straightened his back, “Why you, my Lady. I wanted to see you. I… missed you.” The pink color of his cheeks was rising as he met her eyes. Before she might have made fun of him for that. He knew her from afar, but she never spoke to him directly before their identity reveal, there was an obvious distance between them then. One that they closed little by little, day by day, kiss by kiss.
“We saw each other a few hours ago Adrien.” Despite her words she didn’t turn him down when he walked up to her and embraced her close. She returned the hug, nuzzling into his neck, breathing in his signature perfume. “Missed you too.” Her voice was muffled but with the two of them being the only ones there Adrien heard her. They pulled back just a tiny bit and Adrien’s hand immediately brushed her colored bangs aside, revealing her other eye, “What are you doing?”
His sunshine smile could melt the world, she was sure of that much, “Nothing, just like seeing your face when I do this.” This being the kisses she, nor him, could seem to get enough off. Their lips were locked together whenever they got the chance, lipstick always a clue to their behavior, this was no different. It was such a familiar feeling now, for Marinette to open her mouth and meet Adrien’s tongue with hers, to run her hands up his shoulders, around his neck and lift one foot up as she got lost in the kiss. Adrien knew she was gonna do that, he planned the exact moment to sweep her foot and stifle her yelp of surprise with a deeper kiss while he pushed her onto the desk.
“Careful there chaton, don’t start something you don’t plan to finish.” Marinette pulled on his bottom lip, the sweet hum making her aching worse.
“Who said I wasn’t planning on finishing it?” He pointed behind him, over to Mariette’s bed, wiggling his eyebrows, “That is,” Slowly his lips moved down to her neck, ghosting over hot skin, “if you want me to.” The whisper sent a shiver down Marinette’s back. She tried to hold back her moan with no successes.
“It’s not that I don’t want it.” When she looked away Adrien backed up, giving her the space to find her words. Marinette chewed on her bottom lip and after a breath looked back at her boyfriend, “Okay. Take me to bed Adrien.”
Adrien’s grin matched his superhero one perfectly, “Your wish is my command Marinette.” Admittedly it was a little difficult because her bed was up the stairs but he found a way to make it work. He climbed up first and then offered her a hand to pull her up, “Princess.” Cheesy as it was it was also very much like him, turns out that under all that cool supermodel persona he was quite the romance lover. The amount of romantic movies they watched together since they began dating is enough for multiple movie festivals.
Now that they were both on the bed some of their nerves came back, they looked at each other, holding hands, hoping for one to make the first move. This time Marinette wanted to be the one. She kissed the corner of his mouth while stripping his jacket off, listening to his breath hitch, then even out. He went equally as slow, her gloves first, much shorter then they used to be, then up to her shoulders and almost undressing her with his eyes as well as his hands. Marinette gathered up their jackets and hung them on the bed post, out of mind for now.
In the movies this seemed like a much more frenzied act. Neither of them wanted it that way, Marinette was a designer, she had to take in every detail, and Adrien a model, he knew what perfection was and how to appreciate it. Marinette took her shirt off, holding it to her chest for a few moments even though Adrien’s wide eyes told her he’d already seen her bra. It wasn’t the first time, they’d been half naked around each other before, even Marinette bra would go when things got heated enough.
Adrien’s hands already knew how to undo it but they still hovered just outside of reach. “Can I?” He barely caught the nod, barely remembered they’ve gone this far before. Hands shaking he unhooked the front and didn’t move his gaze from Marinette’s breasts for a second as the bra fell into her lap. “Love these so much.” His touch was gentle, both hands smoothing over the warm mounds of flesh, “They’re perfect.”
“You… don’t want them bigger?” Her chest was always a bit of a point of insecurity for her.
“Perfect.” Adrien echoed, “You’re perfect to me Mari.” He said it before, and meant it every damn time. He’ll keep saying it as many times as it takes.
“Me? Then what are you?” She pressed her lips to his, catching him off guard with the sudden kiss, “Wearing to much clothes.” No fair that she was the only one half naked right now. Adrien could fix that. He always aimed to please, sometimes a little bit too much if other people were to say. “That’s better.” Seeing his abs always left Marinette in a daze, and touching them, leaving her mark on them, not by accident, was even better. He still had some barely visible from their patrol last night.
Good thing he didn’t have any photo-shots today.
The public was aware they were dating, Adrien never wanted to hide that, but they didn’t have to know everything. They gossiped enough as it was, extra ammo wasn’t needed.
“N-Next is…” Marinette’s hands were shaking as she trailed her hands down those godly abs to Adrien’s belt, fingers hooking on the belt loops before coming together to undo it and the zipper. “Oh!” She stared down, eyes and mouth wide. The longer the silence drew on the more Adrien squirmed. “Are those… cat paws on your boxers?” Little cute green ones, very fitting.
“Shut up. They’re comfy.” Adrien didn’t expect to defend his choice of underwear tonight but a man must do what a man must do. His words only made her laugh harder, so hard she had tears in her eyes. Her boyfriend really was too cute for his own good, or hers apparently. “Yeah, yeah go ahead laugh it up. What do you got miss fashion designer?”
Marinette took that as a challenge. Well then, why not show him?
“Close your eyes Chaton.” That was way more seductive then it had any right to be. Adrien’s cock agreed, giving a needy twitch. He was surprisingly complaint in times like these. Marinette took her pants off, eyes watching Adrien’s too make sure they were closed, “Okay. Open them.” As if mimicking her reaction before he too looked at her with wide eyes, “Cat got your tongue?”
“No, that’s you. Holy shit, Marinette. Since when do you own sexy lingerie? And red?” Red. Like her costume, like the streak in her hair. Like Adrien’s new favorite color. “Really, I almost feel bad that I have to take these off.”
“Not me, these need to go now.” Marinette’s hands grabbed hold of Adrien’s boxers and urged him to stand up so she could pull them down. What she didn’t account for was the fact that in this position his cock would be right in her face. “Oh!” She looked up at him, already licking her lips.
Adrien’s blush got even worse, now rivaling the color of Marinette’s costume, “Y-You don’t have to.”
But how could she resist licking up that pre-cum? His cock felt hot, hard and soft at the same time, pulsed against her tongue and her lips. Adrien’s gasps spurred her on until she took the tip in her mouth, “Salty. You don’t taste bad.”
“T-Thanks?” How was a guy supposed to react to that? “Could I see you too? All of you?” He took a step back and sat down, his cock grasped firmly in his hand, almost like he was showing her what to do, how to do it.
“Oh, I’ll have a lot of fun with that cock in the future.” Marinette’s voice, and her pussy, dripped with desire for it. She leaned back to give him the best view. Adrien was already leaning in, hand moving faster and faster the more she pulled her panties down until she flung them to the floor. “You’re being weird staring at me like that.”
Was he staring? He didn’t notice, he was fully in awe of the sight before him. Adrien had always been in good shape, side-effect of his modeling career. But Marinette, while athletic, never expected to be this toned. Years of superhero work will do that to you.
“Forgive me for staring, I was feeling lucky to be charmed by you.” The eye-roll that would have gotten him was promptly interrupted by him swiping his fingers through her folds, coating them in her arousal. “Let’s see how you taste.” It was her turn to blush now that she saw him sucking on his fingers and making the most obscene sounds while doing so. “Ah. You also don’t taste bad.” He gave his finger an exhilarated pop as he sucked. “Now let’s see how you feel hm?”
Their hearts thumped in their chest as he approached, the tip of his cock pressing against Marinette's entrance. He pushed forward, sheathing himself inside her in one quick motion. Marinette held him close, bodies pressed against each other, mouthing as his neck, the only thing she could do to keep her voice down as she felt herself get stretched and filled up by a real cock for the first time.
“Does it hurt? I can stop if you’re not-” Marinette grabbed Adrien’s ass and stopped any doubt he had.
“I’m fine. It’s different then what I’m used to. The toys I mean.” Knowing he wasn’t hurting her encouraged him to start moving, easy thrusts in and out, emboldened by her repeated moaning of his name. “Adrien! Feels good!”
“You… feel really tight around me. Fuck!” He increased his speed, quickly becoming addicted to the feeling of being inside of her.
Thank god her parents were asleep because they would have heard her bed cricking for sure as Adrien pulled in and out, all the way to the tip and then back in. There were no more barriers between them anymore, no line where one ended and the other began, just mutual pleasure.
There was nothing Marinette wanted to look at more then her boyfriend, his pretty green eyes, his smile, the marks she left on his neck. If he didn’t cover them up it would be very easy to assume what had happened between the two. At least now it won’t just be baseless rumors. That didn’t matter, nothing mattered except for the feeling his cock pulsing and dripping with cum inside of her, getting her closer and closer to the edge with every slam of their hips together.
“Fuck, I’m getting close. You gotta… rub m-ah!” Adrien’s hand already moved down to Marinette’s clit, pressing in fast, tight, precise circles like he’s been doing this for a long time.
“Keep squeezing around me. I’m gonna make you come, Mari, you’re gonna come… for me.” It was almost methodical how his fingers pressed over her clit when he pushed forward, making her inner walls pulse around the whole length of his cock, “Want you to milk me dry.”
She wanted that too, despite the risks she wanted his cum and she wanted it now! Marinette felt herself pulse around him, bringing him along with her, their climaxes feeding into each others, his hips driving forward faster, faster, faster until they came to a halt with a groan. They lay there, a tangle of limbs, heaving, catching their breath, basking in the afterglow. Adrien didn’t pull out until he trusted his body not to fall over again, but once he saw how much of his cum leaked from Marinette’s cunt he couldn’t help but cringe, apology written all over his face. “You made a mess.”
“Not funny. What if you… you know… get pregnant or something?” Fuck, why didn’t he think about that? Oh right. Pussy felt too good for him to think.
“Then you’d have to take responsibility. You would right?” Marinette cupped between her legs to prevent it getting on her sheets too much.
“Of course I would!” Adrien secretly loved the idea of starting a family with his girlfriend. But it was too soon!
“Kidding, I have the morning after pill, don’t worry. But it’s nice to know that you’d do that for me. For now I need you to get me some tissues and we need to change these sheets. Can you do that for me Adrien?” She scratched behind his ear like she would a cat, feeling the spiky parts of his haircut under her fingers.
“I can do that! Right away.” He paused before climbing down to kiss her cheek. To think that she hated him once. To think that it took them getting stuck in a different timeline for her to realize that her prince had been beside her all along. Her very own happily ever after, finally coming true. Their happily ever after.