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Aventure Amoureuse	By : Baron Category: +M through R > Miraculous LadyBug Views: 5012 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
Disclaimer: This is a work of fiction for adults. Miraculous Ladybug and its characters are not mine, and are the property of ZAG-inc. I make no profit from this and all characters are 18+.

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You enter the lobby of Le Grand Paris and head towards the elevator with Chat Noir. He presses the button and wraps his arms around your waist as you both wait for the lift. "Is something wrong? Your mood changed. Like something's bothering you." Chat asks you with concern. He seemed to be sobering up a bit and was feeling frisky and nuzzling your neck. "It was just something that cab driver said. Something about him just... I don't know." you think back to the cab driver and how he seemed to know your thoughts. Perhaps he was psychic? "Did that fat guy upset you? Do you want me to go kick his ass?" Chat asks puffing out his chest. "No, it's fine. He's long gone anyway." you chuckle at the cat boy. "I know, I just wanted to make you smile." Chat says lovingly as the elevator doors open with a loud dinging noise. "I appreciate that." you say as Chat guides you into the elevator by putting his hand on your lower back. "Are you sure you're ok?" he asks you as he follows you into the elevator. "It's nothing, forget about it." you say in an attempt to bluff the young hero. "Talk to me." he says kissing your neck. "I'm... um... I'm just really going to miss you when I leave." you admit to him trying to look away from him and stay strong. "What did that cab driver say to you?" Chat asks you noticing how upset you are. "He um... he just gave me some advice. Good advice that I don't think I can use." you hold Chat's hand in your hands and fiddle with his fingers and admire his paw ring. "I'm really going to miss you, Chatton." you sigh heavily. Your heart hurt. You finally found someone you love and you're running out of time. Chat Noir grips your chin with his free hand and soulfully looks into your eyes. "Let's not throw funerals for the living, shall we? We're together now, and we've had a lovely night together. Don't let the words of some cab driver ruin it for you." he says as he softly kisses your lips. Sometimes Chat Noir had a way about him that cheered you up. There were times when he knew exactly what to say. "You're right. Let's enjoy our time together for as long as we can." you smile at him as the elevator reaches the penthouse and the doors ding open. You unlock the door with your keycard and turn on a lamp. "Do you mind if I get comfortable?" Chat asks grasping his bell and unzipping his shirt halfway. "May I?" you ask him as he releases the bell. "Go ahead if it makes you happy." he smiles politely. You unzip his shirt and slide it off his shoulders tossing it lazily on a chair in the corner. Chat kicks off his boots and puts his hand on his belt. "Everything?" he asks you. "You wanted to get comfortable, go ahead and get comfortable." you tell him as he strips off the rest of his clothing with the exception of his mask and cat ears. "Aren't you going to join me?" the naked cat boy asks you. "Of course." you say removing your clothes and sitting on the bed. Chat stretches out on his stomach and lays on the bed. You straddle his lower back and massage him. "That feels really good. One of the villains dropped me on a fire hydrant and I landed on my back earlier." Chat explains as you continue rubbing his back and shoulders. "My poor Chaton." you say planting a soft kiss between his shoulder blades. "Being a superhero is fun, but some days it's painful." Chat confesses as you feel his muscles relax. "Wait a minute! I almost forgot!" you say rolling off the bed and rummaging through your pants pocket. "What are you doing?" Chat asks you as he rolls over on his side giving you a full view of his body. "Don't you remember what Jagged gave us?" you ask him as you pull a large block of weed out of your pants pocket. "Didn't you say your back hurts?" you ask him as you inspect the contents of the bag and take a big whiff of it. "What is that anyway? Drugs?" Chat asks you suspiciously. "Drugs? No, you sound like a conservative. This is like aspirin that you smoke. It's harmless." you say as you break up a small amount on the hotel's laminated TV channel guide. "You got any rolling papers on you, Chaton?" you ask him attempting to figure out how to smoke it. "What's a rolling papers? Like paper that's round?" Chat asks you curiously. Sometimes his innocence was adorable. "I take that as a NO. Don't worry, I'll just cannibalize a cigarette or something." you say as you empty out the tobacco from one of your cigarettes and dump it into the ashtray before refilling it with Jagged's weed and tearing off the filter. You light the makeshift joint and hold in the smoke as Chat Noir watches. "Here, man. Your turn." you say as you pass the joint to the young hero. Chat Noir inspects the joint carefully and smells it first. "Hey, this stuff smells like Juleka!" he chuckles. "What the fuck is a Juleka?" you ask him curiously. "No, no. Not a what, a who. Juleka is a friend of mine. This lesbian goth girl I know." he tells you as he smells the burning joint. "I think your friend Juleka might be a pothead then. Speaking of, hit that shit." you instruct the procrastinating cat boy as he gives you a slightly worried look. "It's not like a cigarette. You're not going to get addicted, weed doesn't work that way. Just take the biggest breath you can and hold it for as long as you can. Don't forget to pass it back to me too." you continue to explain to Chat as he shrugs his shoulders and blows out all the oxygen in his lungs and takes a monsterous hit of the joint and coughs through his nose attempting to hold it in. "There you go! Your friend Juleka would be proud of you!" you tease him as he nearly coughs up a lung and his face turns red. He looks like he's trying to say something, but he's coughing too hard. You take a large hit of the joint and suddenly realize that this is the weed of a rich rock star. It's WAY more potent than the shit you usually buy from the street corner in your home country. You erupt into a coughing fit like Chat Noir did. Finally he manages to speak, but you can barely hear him over your own coughing fit. "D-Did... did you just... poison me?" Chat asks between coughs. You hold up your finger instructing him to wait a second until you can control your coughing. "N-No... I... didn't... poison you...if you don't cough... you don't get off." you manage to say between coughs. "Here, hit it again." you say as you pass him back the joint. After several minutes the two of you start to become used to it. Chat is even more goofy and giggly than normal when he's high. It was fun to watch the slender cat boy laugh. He was so thin, it was almost like watching an anatomy lesson. You could watch his muscles twitch and the few parts of him that did have bodyfat on them jiggled nicely. "Hey, my face is up here." Chat laughs as he playfully slugs you in the arm. "I can't help it that you're cute. I got distracted." you say taking a hit of the joint and passing it back to him. Chat holds the joint in his mouth and does a few pinup poses on the bed with a cheesy grin as he hits the joint and passes it back. You hit it and return it to him. "You honestly could've been a model if you weren't a superhero." you tell him as he hits the joint. Something about you telling him that made him slightly nervous. "Model. Heh. Yeah, right." he says in a slightly shaky voice as he passes you the joint. "Why does that bother you so much? You seriously could be a model. You certainly have the body for it." you tell him honestly. "Look, just drop it alright? I'm not cut out for modeling work." he snaps at you as he walks to the patio and shuts the curtains obstructing your view of the Adrien Agreste billboards across from the balcony. There was something he wasn't telling you and you wondered what it was. Everyone has a button you should never press. Something that really bothers them. You were pretty sure that modelling was Chat Noir's button. Anytime you brought up anything related to modelling such as manscaping or photoshoots, he seemed to go on the defensive. "Chat, I only meant it as a compliment. I didn't mean to upset you." you say to him as the naked young hero stood with his arms folded staring at the Adrien Agreste billboard with his back to you. "Is there something about that guy that bothers you? Do you know Adrien Agreste?" you ask him curiously. "I said drop it. Please just let it go." Chat Noir says turning around looking upset. "Consider it dropped. Peace offering?" you ask him holding up the half-burned joint. Chat shrugs and sits back on the bed and hits the joint as you rub his shoulders to calm him down. You press your thumbs into his shoulders to relax his deep tissues as you feel his body get less tense. He closes his eyes and lets out a deep breath as you pull him up on the bed and lay him on his back. You climb on top of him and straddle his stomach as you share the rest of the joint. You put the lit end in your mouth and kiss Chat Noir blowing a large cloud of smoke into his lungs. You rub his bare chest as he coughs. You shared a special bond with Chat Noir. You were the first person he smoked pot with and were also the person he lost his virginity to. You felt as though nobody could take that away from you, not even Ladybug.
You roll off of Chat Noir and rummage through your bag. You find a tube of lubricant and pour some of the cool liquid on Chat's penis as he jumps a little bit from the cold. "Don't worry, my hands are warm." you reassure him as you breathe into your hands and rub them together before rubbing Chat's oiled penis. He lays on his back and interlaces his fingers behind his head as you watch his chest slowly heave. Chat closes his eyes and relaxes as his cock hardens in your hands. You look his nude body up and down once again noticing his underarm stubble. It made you wonder what Chat's connection to Adrien Agreste and modelling was. Did he once want to be a model and Adrien fucked it up for him somehow? Was that why Chat wore a mask? Was he possibly disfigured? That would make sense as to why asking him about it upset him as much as it did. You furrow your brow in thought as you continue to work Chat's oily throbbing shaft. "My dick can't possibly be that complicated, can it?" Chat asks you with one eye open snapping you out of your daydreaming. "Huh? No. I'm sorry, Chatton. I was just thinking about something." you say as you tease his oiled glans with your fingers as you stroke him making him softly purr. "Can you hand me that bag over there?" you ask him as he tosses your bag onto the bed. You pull out a medium-sized vibrator and rub it with a little lube as you slowly penatrate Chat's anus with it. He shudders and bites his lip. "What are you doing? What is that?" He asks you sounding slightly nervous. "Don't worry. It's just a toy." you inform him as you press it against his prostate and flick the button making his body convulse as you stroke his penis with your free hand. You move the vibrator in and out of Chat's ass as you massage his cock. He trembles when it goes deeply and you gradually increase the power and speed. You watch him breathe heavily and grind the empty air in anticipation. "Come here. I want you closer to me." Chat says as he grabs you by your arms and pulls you on top of him. You left the toy where it was but click it on to the highest setting making him twitch and purr. He holds the back of your arms and pulls you into a playful kiss as you lower yourself onto Chat's oiled cock. You grab him by his wrists and pin him to the mattress as you grind him roughly. He moans loudly and thrusts his penis deep inside you and arches his back. You nibble his lip and bite his neck giving him a receipt for the mark he left on you earlier as you continue bouncing on Chat's throbbing erection. "You want to play a little rough?" he growls seductively and and flips you onto your back as he continues fucking you. He puts your feet on his shoulders and pins your hands to the bed as he licks your chest and sucks on your nipples. He curves his body as his penis pummels you harder causing you to cum and loudly moan. Chat folds your body as he continues roughly pounding your hole and climaxes with a shudder as his arms buckle. He rolls off of you panting covered in cum and sweat and removes the vibrator from his ass. The two of you smoke one more joint of Jagged's weed before falling asleep in each other's arms.
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