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I Spy	By : Cat_Eyes Category: +M through R > Miraculous LadyBug Views: 38967 -:- Recommendations : 1 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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All around Adrien's room, people were making love. Nino had Alya kneeling on the floor, bent over the couch cushions while he fucked her doggy style, the slap of his hips meeting her arse audible throughout the room. She sucked his fingers and breathed heavily through her nose, while he murmured encouragingly in her ear.
Kim, Alix, and Max seemed to have resolved their differences. Kim lay on their pile of pillows and blankets while Alix rode him, vocalising his pleasure with throaty groans. Max took Alix from behind, effectively using her to fuck Kim. Alix occasionally glanced over her shoulder and ordered Max to go harder or faster, while Max grunted with the effort.
Lila had approached Luka, so now they both lay under the windows, bathed in the ambient light, completely naked as she sucked him off. Lila hummed low in her throat as Luka gripped her hair and guided her motions. He panted and moaned, watching Lila's arse as it stuck up in the air.
Even if he couldn't see them clearly, Adrien could hear them. The slapping, squelching, and sucking noises were obscenely loud at this time of the night.
He trailed his fingertips up and down Marinette's arm, trying not to be aroused by the sounds. Marinette lay unnaturally still beside him, barely breathing, for a long while. Suddenly, she pulled away and moved out of the other side of the bed. Adrien let her go, letting his arm drop into the empty space, feeling forlorn.
Marinette returned after a moment, snuggling into her previous position, as though she had never left. Adrien felt her bare skin rubbing against his side as she settled down. His cock twitched as he drew in a steadying breath.
'I thought you needed to let it sink in,' Adrien whispered.
'It has,' Marinette replied.
'So soon?'
'I adjust quickly.'
Adrien gasped as Marinette placed an open mouthed kiss on his chest. 'You still want to be with me?' he couldn't help but ask.
'As long as you want to be with me.'
'Oh, my God, yes,' Adrien replied, vehemently.
'Good.' Marinette wrapped her arms around Adrien's neck and rolled until he lay on top of her. He supported his weight on his elbows, as Marinette opened her legs to let him settle comfortably between them. He kissed her tenderly on her forehead, her nose, then her lips, while Marinette laughed silently. She returned his kiss, then licked his lower lip and slipped her tongue into his mouth. Adrien couldn't suppress his pleased hum, the beast inside him purring, happy and smug.
Adrien licked along Marinette's jaw line before kissing and licking down her throat. She hummed when he reached her breasts. He sucked on one as he fondled the other, teasing her nipples with fingers and tongue.
Eventually, Marinette huffed and grabbed his hair, pulling him away from her chest. Adrien couldn't control the growl that tore from his throat. Staring at Marinette with dark, lust-filled eyes, he continued to rumble, since she had yet to let go of his hair.
'I know you like my breasts, but that alone just doesn't do it for me, Kitty. Understand?'
Adrien's answering grin was feral. 'I understand, Princess.'
Marinette quivered at the sound of his voice. 'Good. Proceed.' She let go of his hair and gulped.
Adrien hastily shucked his pants and slithered back up until they were nose to nose, then he was kissing her, hungry and demanding. Marinette gasped and wrapped her legs around Adrien's hips, pulling him into her.
Adrien groaned, raspy and deep, as his cock hardened. Then Marinette dragged her nails down his back.
Adrien shouted, deep and guttural, as he arched his spine. He looked down at Marinette, panting and wanton, his cock quivering and dribbling pre-cum already. Marinette's look of surprise morphed into smug satisfaction. She smirked up at him, one brow raised in challenge.
Adrien grinned devilishly in reply. Rather than play her game, he pushed himself backward until he was under the covers and resting his chin lightly on her pubic bone.
Marinette huffed in mild exasperation, spreading her legs to give him room. Taking that as a victory, Adrien kissed her moist folds tenderly, before opening her up with two fingers and licking her clit. Marinette fell back on his pillows with a gasp, breathy moans escaping her as Adrien worked. He licked, sucked, and carefully ran his teeth over her most sensitive areas. Marinette shivered around him, her stomach muscles clenching and releasing as her hips began to rock.
Holding her hips down firmly, Adrien continued. He slid his tongue as deeply into her opening as he could, lapping up her juices when he moved away. She moaned, the sound ripped from her throat and ending with a grunt as Adrien inserted two fingers and pumped steadily.
Marinette was writhing, clutching the sheets with her head thrown back. Adrien gave her clit a sharp suck and her legs snapped together, her thighs squeezing his head.
Adrien's laugh was husky as he prised her legs open and climbed back up her body, dragging himself over her sweat-slick skin. He hovered over Marinette as she stared up at him, her eyes vague with lust.
'Turn over,' he commanded.
Marinette was slow to obey, but she heaved herself over until she balanced, shakily, on all fours.
Adrien hummed. 'Good girl. You're so beautiful like this,' he muttered.
Marinette only offered a weak hum in return.
Grinning, Adrien grabbed her arse and squeezed, then spread her cheeks wide. He circled his tongue around the rim or her anus, before moving down to her pussy, and back up again. Marinette moaned, rocking back and pushing her arse in his face. Adrien repeated the action several times.
Leaning over her back to whisper in her ear, Adrien asked, 'are you ready for me?'
'Oh, God yes. Please fuck me, Adrien,' Marinette begged.
Adrien kissed her between her shoulder blades. 'Such a good girl,' he crooned.
He dragged his hands down her sides as he straightened up, then positioned his cock at her entrance. Slowly, he pushed in until he was completely sheathed inside her.
Marinette gasped and moaned, but did nothing to indicate he should stop or pull out. Adrien paused, letting Marinette's body adjust to the intrusion, and enjoying the sensation of her pussy clenching and relaxing.
He draped himself over her back and Marinette gave a needy whimper, rocking back and forth to get him to move. Adrien growled and bit her shoulder. Marinette whined, but stilled. Adrien kissed the spot he had bitten in a silent apology, though he hadn't left any marks.
Slowly, he began to thrust. Marinette sighed and locked her arms, supporting herself against the mattress. Adrien braced one hand against the wall and slid the other down Marinette's body, and began to rub her clit.
Marinette gasped and bucked, but Adrien continued to rub her off as his hips picked up speed. She moaned loudly, her voice joining a chorus of others throughout the room. Adrien straightened, taking his hand from the wall and holding Marinette's hip, allowing himself a longer range of movement. He pulled out, almost to the tip, before slamming back into her, his pelvis meeting her backside with a slap. Marinette's juices were flowing freely, trickling down her legs and belly, and dripping onto the sheets.
Marinette cried out, her arms giving way as she buried her face in his pillow. She began to buck wildly, her hips losing their rhythm. 'Adrien, please. I can't. I can't,' she panted.
'Hold out a little longer, Love,' Adrien grunted. 'You can do it. Just a little longer.'
They were both drooling and panting heavily. Marinette convulsed under him, alternating between crying out and making a high pitched keen. Adrien's arm ached as he continued to stimulate Marinette's already oversensitive clit, while trying to hold her steady with his other hand.
He came with a shout, his cock deep inside her, and still rutting as he gave her everything he had. Marinette followed him over the edge with an erotically throaty moan, her bucking slowing as Adrien eased out of her.
She collapsed against his pillows and turned until she lay on her back, gazing up at him, her legs spread at obscene angles. Her stomach muscles clenched and she squirted, the excess spilling down her pussy and soaking the sheets.
Adrien leaned over her, kneeling between her knees and supporting his weight on one arm, and tenderly cupping her sex.
Marinette gasped and jerked away from his hand. Adrien smiled, dragging his fingers up her body and laying down beside her.
'Shit,' Adrien said, realisation sinking in.
'What's wrong?' Marinette mumbled, the post-coital haze and the lateness of the hour slurring her speech.
'I forgot to wear a condom,' Adrien replied, suddenly very worried.
'It's fine. I'm on the Pill. No babies happening here.'
Adrien sighed. 'That's a relief. Also, just so you know, I'm clean. I don't have any diseases.'
Marinette huffed a tired laugh. 'Yeah, me too. But, maybe, we should've had this conversation before all that.'
'You're right,' Adrien agreed. 'Next time.'
'Next time?'
'If you want there to be a next time.'
Marinette hummed. 'Next time, then.'
Adrien smiled as Marinette fell asleep. He carefully scooped her up and shifted her over so she wasn't laying in the wet spot, and stretched out beside her. If he ended up in the damp patch, then so be it.
Holding Marinette close, Adrien closed his eyes and succumbed to sleep.

He awoke to the sound of hushed voices conversing at the foot of the bed.
'I've never heard anything like it. What did you do to that boy?' Alya asked Marinette.
Judging by their appearance, both girls had showered and dressed already. Alya was brushing her damp hair and Marinette was shoving yesterday's clothing into her overnight bag.
Marinette shrugged and blushed. 'I guess he likes to be scratched.'
'It was pretty amazing,' Adrien interjected.
Alya and Marinette flinched before turning to him with twin guilty expressions.
Adrien smirked. 'As you were, ladies.'
Pushing his blankets aside, Adrien walked, naked, to the bathroom, to a chorus of gasps and muffled squeals.
Looking over his shoulder in the mirror, Adrien's reflection showed that Marinette's scratch marks had faded to pale pink lines down his back. He pouted. He had liked the idea of Marinette marking him, claiming him as her own. He would encourage her to scratch harder next time.
He eventually left the bathroom, and Nino went in, shoulder-ramming the door in a sleepy daze. After they were all up and dressed, Alya shooed them all downstairs for breakfast and to begin cleaning.
Breakfast was a quiet affair, as most of them were nursing hangovers of varying degrees. Clean-up also began with as little noise as possible. Alix, Max, and Kim were in charge of the entrance hall, equipped with garbage bags, a bucket of hot, soapy water, and a mop. Alya and Nino were working in the dining room, as only Nino knew how to pack up the DJ equipment, and Alya was an expert in discreetly disposing of whole plates of food. Lila and Luka were in the kitchen, cleaning up the breakfast mess and helping Alya remove the inedible leftovers. Adrien and Marinette were in Adrien's bedroom, carrying the soiled blankets to the laundry, setting them to wash and placing plastic cups and broken bits of spaghetti in garbage bags.
'It was a pretty wild night, huh?' Adrien commented, breaking the silence.
Marinette hummed an agreement.
Adrien tied off the bag and approached Marinette from behind. Gripping her shoulders lightly, he began to massage them. Marinette curled into his hands and hummed again.
'You remember that night in the park?' Adrien murmured in her ear.
'You mean the night you stole my underwear? Yeah.'
'I still have them,' Adrien confessed.
'Do you sniff them while you think of me?'
Adrien slid his hands around Marinette's sides and cupped her breasts, stroking her nipples with his thumbs. Marinette sighed and pushed her chest out as she reached up and linked her hands behind Adrien's neck.
'I hadn't thought of that. Maybe I'll do that from now on.'
'I think you should,' Marinette sighed as Adrien's hands drifted down, sliding under the waist band of her skirt. She gasped, standing on tiptoes, when Adrien firmly began stroking her clit. Adrien kissed her head as she rested it against his shoulder, her arse grinding into his groin as he fingered her.
She grew wet quickly, sighing and moaning quietly, as he inserted a second finger.
'More,' she pleaded.
Adrien kissed and licked every bit of skin he could reach as he used his free hand to rub her clit. Observing her, Adrien thought she looked divine, bathed in the morning sunshine, face caught in the throes of passion. His cock strained against his jeans.
'You're going to make me come,' he panted in her ear.
Marinette arched an eyebrow. 'I haven't even done anything.'
'You don't have to.'
Marinette let go of his neck and turned to face him. Adrien whined as he was forced to withdraw his fingers.
'How about I do something for you, then?' she asked.
Adrien was about to ask what, when she knelt and unfastened his belt and jeans. Too stunned to move, Adrien watched as Marinette freed his length from his pants. Her eyes widened at the sight of him, and it wasn't until that moment that Adrien realised she had never gotten a proper look at him before.
Adrien sat in their patch of sunlight, hoping to make his size seem less intimidating.
Marinette cleared her throat. 'Well, aren't I the luckiest girl in Paris?'
Adrien blushed. 'You don't have to go down on me, if you're not ready to.'
Marinette bit her lip. 'You've done it for me.'
'That's something I like doing, and something I had been wanting to do to you. It wasn't intimidating or gross at all.'
'You think me going down on you is gross?'
Adrien quickly held up his hands. 'No, but I'm told a lot of girls don't like it when guys cum in their mouths.'
'Oh.' Marinette looked thoughtful for a moment. Suddenly, her eyes met his. 'Do you have any lube?'
'Yeah, in the back of the bottom drawer behind the bathroom door.'
Marinette raced over and rummaged through the drawer, giggling audibly. She leaned back out the door, wielding a black anal plug with a large, plastic green jewel set in the flanged end. She giggled harder as she waggled it at him.
'Grow up, Marinette,' Adrien chided, blushing furiously.
'But it's you,' she snickered. 'Black and green. Very subtle, Kitty.'
'Just get the lube,' Adrien groused.
With a laugh, Marinette retrieved the silicone based lube and knelt in front of Adrien once more, her breasts bare.
Adrien raised an eyebrow and smirked.
'Remove your pants,' Marinette told him.
He obeyed with alacrity.
Marinette then handed him the lube. 'Would you like to spread this over my chest?'
'Absolutely.' Adrien took the lube and squeezed a generous amount into his palm, then reached forward to knead Marinette's breasts. Her back arched into his touch and Adrien felt his cock twitch.
Marinette gave a pleased hum and pushed Adrien's shoulders until he was reclining comfortably on his elbows, legs stretched out before him. She then straddled his thighs and leaned forward, her tits bracketing his fully erect cock. Giving him a wink, she pushed her breasts together and slid them up and down his length.
Adrien released a shuddering moan as his head fell back. Marinette's tits were warm and soft, the lube making her skin slick. She moved torturously slowly, letting out the occasional frustrated grunt when his dick slipped out of her grip.
Sher persisted, eventually figuring out how to keep his cock in position as she worked him. Unable to look away for long, Adrien raised his head and watched as Marinette placed a delicate kiss on the head of his cock. He shuddered, pre-cum tricking down and mixing with the lube.
Marinette sighed, her breath ticking him. He reached down and stroked her head as she looked up at him.
'Good?' she asked.
Adrien could only nod as his breathing became heavier, his fists clenching at his sides. He moaned aloud as Marinette gently licked his cock as the head emerged from between her tits. She repeated the action whenever his tip was exposed, eventually giving up on the titty fuck and shuffling backward until she could take him in her mouth. She took him in as deeply as she could without gagging, pumping the rest of his length with her hand. As she came up, she pressed her tongue to the underside of his dick, her cheeks hollowing as she applied a small amount of suction.
'Fuck,' Adrien growled.
Marinette curled her tongue around one side of his cock on her way back down, then around the other as she came back up.
Adrien groaned his appreciation as his legs twitched and his pelvis jerked involuntarily. Marinette laughed before repeating the action, lightly dragging her teeth over him as she moved.
Adrien alternated between letting his head fall back, then heaving it up again to watch Marinette's head bob up and down. He tried to stop his hips from thrusting, but the lewd act, and Marinette's saucy wink, made it difficult.
Her mouth was hot and wet, saliva trickling down his length and over his balls. Adrien spread his legs, Marinette shifting until she lay between them, still sucking his cock. Gently, she gripped his balls with her free hand and fondled them as she worked.
Adrien groaned. 'Marinette, I'm going to - '
Marinette let him go with a slurp, leaning and pumping him by hand as Adrien came. He shot cum over her tits and hand, his legs, hips, and the floor.
Spent, Adrien looked down the length of his body at her.
Marinette looked back in mild amazement.
'What?' he asked, voice slurred.
Marinette blushed. 'I didn't think there'd be so much of it,' she confessed.
Adrien's face burned. 'It's your own fault. You're too damned hot.'
'Do you want me to apologise?' she quipped.
'Absolutely not. Don't ever apologise for being hot,' Adrien replied. He sat up and wrapped his arms around her, before falling back until they lay on the floor together. He leaned over Marinette and kissed her sloppily, tasting himself. Rather than feel repulsed, Adrien delighted in the fact that Marinette tasted like him. It was as filthy as it was arousing.
Marinette wound her arms around his neck, holding him close as she returned his affections.
Finally, she pulled back, chest heaving. 'We should finish cleaning up.'
Adrien sighed. 'I suppose you're right.'
'Shower first?'
'Probably for the best.'
'Can I wash you?' she asked with a timid glance down his body.
'Oh, God, yes. Can I was you, too?'
Marinette nodded, her cheeks pink.
'I can't believe you have the audacity to blush after everything we've done together,' Adrien teased as he helped her to her feet.
Marinette giggled and shrugged, helplessly, as she let him pull her into the bathroom.

When they re-joined the others, the house was immaculate. Adrien's eyebrows shot up, surprised by their dedication. He was further shocked to see Lila's arm around Luka's middle, while he kept a firm grasp on her rear as they were leaving.
Adrien dug a sharp elbow into Nino's side. 'What's that all about?'
'What? Oh, those two hooked up last night. I'm not surprised you didn't notice; too busy getting some,' Nino wiggled his eyebrows suggestively.
Adrien rolled his eyes. 'Of course I noticed. I just didn't expect anything to come from it.'
'I give them a week,' predicted Kim.
'That's generous. I give them three days,' countered Alix.
Max nodded. 'I concur with Alix. Given their stubborn natures and volatile tempers, it'll be over sooner rather than later.'
They all sighed and nodded, unable to refute the observation.
Alya looked around. 'Where'd Marinette go?'
Kim shrugged. 'Dunno, but I can't stick around. Still got school work to do.'
'I suppose you need help?' Max asked.
'Sure,' Kim replied.
They began to walk to the door when Max turned to look over his shoulder. 'Are you coming, Alix?'
Alix's face lit up. 'Yeah,' she replied, enthusiastically, before jogging to catch up to them.
Adrien, Alya, and Nino called their goodbyes after them, receiving waves and yells in return.
'I can't hang around, either,' Nino said. 'Got shit of my own to do.'
'Don't call me shit,' Alya quipped, hands on her hips.
Chuckling Nino wrapped an arm around her waist. 'I think that means we both have to be off. See you later, Bro.'
'Bye, Adrien,' Alya added, hefting her bag over her shoulder.
'Bye, guys, and thanks for doing all this for me. I think I needed this.'
'You and Marinette both,' muttered Alya as Nino led her out the door. Adrien pretended not to hear.
After a brief search, Adrien found Marinette sitting on the floor behind Nathalie's desk. She failed to notice him, as did the little red creature who sat in her hands, as they conversed in urgent whispers.
'Well,' Adrien announced suddenly, ignoring Marinette's jump. 'There goes that fantasy.'
Marinette's eyes widened and her mouth fell open as she spun to face him.
Adrien struggled to keep his expression neutral. 'Do you have anything to say for yourself, Ladybug?' he stressed the moniker.
Marinette almost tripped in her rush to stand. 'I'm so sorry I didn't tell you. It's not that I wanted to keep it a secret, there just didn't seem to be a right time to bring it up.'
Adrien put up a hand to halt her flustered babbling. Marinette trailed off into silence, downcast and scuffing her toe against the floor.
Adrien closed his eyes, keeping his back straight and biting his cheek as he tried not to laugh. 'I'm not mad, just disappointed,' he began, but stopped when Marinette gasped. Looking at her, Adrien saw her eyes welling up.
'You're disappointed?' she asked quietly, in a tone that suggested the possibility had never occurred to her before.
Adrien blanched, his own eyes widening in horror. 'No, of course not. Oh God, I didn't mean it like that.' He pulled Marinette into a tight hug. 'I'm so sorry. I wasn't thinking. I really didn't mean it like that. I was just trying to tease you, that's all, I swear.' He kissed the top of her head. 'You're the love of my life. I could never be disappointed in you,' he whispered.
'You love me?' she asked in a small voice.
'More than life itself,' he replied, emphatically.
Slowly, Marinette raised her arms to return the hug. 'I love you, too.'
Adrien's eyes prickled as he gave her a squeeze, lost for words.
'Great. Now that that's sorted, feed me,' Plagg wailed.
Adrien sighed in resignation as Marinette snorted.
'Marinette, meet Plagg,' Adrien introduced them, loosening his hold on Marinette to glare at Plagg.
Marinette put a hand over her mouth to stifle a chuckle. 'Adrien, this is Tikki,' she returned, indicating Tikki as she hovered by Marinette's shoulder.
'It's a pleasure to finally meet you properly,' Tikki greeted him with a wide smile.
'Feed me,' Plagg cried.
Adrien and Tikki both sighed and shared a commiserating look.
'Let's go eat then,' Marinette acquiesced, as she led the way to the kitchen.

Adrien didn't get to see anyone again until Monday, as Gabriel had returned sooner than expected, filling up Adrien's spare time with a last minute photoshoot that had run late into the night.
He arrived at school tired and out of sorts, wanting nothing more than to rest his head on Marinette's breast and sleep.
Warm hands wrapped around him from behind as he stood in the courtyard, laying flat against his chest. He sighed at the soft warmth pressing into his back. Adrien hummed quietly, suddenly feeling a little better.
'Good morning, Love,' Marinette murmured into his shoulder.
Adrien sighed, a smile spreading across his face. 'You always know what to say to make me feel better.'
'Dang, did something happen?' Nino asked as he approached, Alya on his arm.
Opening heavy eyes, Adrien focussed on his friends. Marinette weaved around him until she stood before him, her back against his chest, as he linked his hands over her belly.
'Father came home yesterday, around noon. He'd booked me a photoshoot that ran until stupid o'clock, without even a by your leave.'
'Damn,' Nino muttered.
'Did he notice you'd had a party?' Alya asked, concerned.
Adrien grinned. 'Nope.'
They gave a collective sigh of relief as the bell rang.

It wasn't until Wednesday night that Chat Noir finally had the time and energy to scour the city in search of evil butterflies or other ne'er do wells. He was traversing the rooftops over the industrial district when he was struck by the urge to stop by Marinette's balcony. He turned around to see Ladybug standing only a few feet away from him.
Raising an eyebrow he asked, 'how long have you been back there?'
Ladybug smirked. 'Long enough. You're getting slack, Chaton.'
Chat Noir sauntered toward her. 'Am I? What're you going to do to help me remedy that?'
Ladybug smiled wickedly. 'Tikki, Partial Detransformation.'
Pink light flared. When it faded, Ladybug's arms remained covered, from biceps to wrists, as did her legs, from her thighs to her ankles. Apart from that, she only had her mask and ribbons.
Chat Noir gulped, his eyes wide as they travelled slowly over her body.
Ladybug stepped closer, pulling him into a deep and passionate kiss as she wound her arms around his neck. Chat Noir hummed as she pressed against him, reaching around to firmly grasp her arse, his claws digging into her flesh. Ladybug moaned at the sensation.
Chat Noir lowered them down until he sat on the roof, Ladybug straddling his lap. She let her head fall back as he kissed a line along her jaw, and down her neck before sucking hungrily on one breast, before lavishing the same attention on the other.
Ladybug ground down firmly on his cock, huffing as she yanked him back by the hair. He growled low in his throat as she gave him a level stare.
'I've told you before, Kitty, that I require more from you than just sucking on my tits.'
'Indeed, you have, Milady,' Chat Noir replied in husky voice. 'Turn around. I want you on your hands and knees while I eat you out.'
Ladybug smirked before pulling him in for a brief, but searing, kiss. She released him when she ran out of breath, sliding off his lap, and leaving a line of moisture in her wake. Chat Noir suppressed a groan, his semi erection hardening. He heaved himself up until he was on his knees before her.
Ladybug crawled around in a circle, raising her arse, and lowering her torso until her breasts touched the smooth surface of the rooftop, presenting herself to him. She kept her legs as wide open as she could without lowering her rear too much. Chat Noir's erection tented his costume until the split opened, releasing his throbbing cock. Ladybug looked over her shoulder, still smiling wickedly.
Chat Noir swallowed. 'Where did you get this?' he asked, gently flicking a black anal plug with a green gem embedded in the flanged end.
Ladybug laughed quietly. 'I stole it from you.'
Chat Noir returned her smirk, giving her arse a sharp slap. 'Naughty girl.'
Ladybug gasped. 'Sorry, Sir,' she replied with a soft moan.
'I forgive you, Love. I can't deny it looks good in you. I'll let you keep it.'
'Thank you, Sir,' Ladybug breathed, pushing her arse into his hands.
'So, how long have you been wearing it?' he asked, kneading her arse with both hands.
Ladybug hummed thoughtfully, biting her lip. 'I was wearing it all through school.'
Chat Noir's breath left him with a whoosh. 'Really?' he asked, his voice rising an octave.
Ladybug chuckled. 'I wanted to show you, but I couldn't get you alone.'
Chat Noir noticed Ladybug was already wet, her fluids tricking down her belly and legs, her opening dilated and inviting. He slapped her arse again. 'Very naughty girl,' he breathed huskily.
Ladybug gasped aloud, her mouth dropping open as she panted. 'I took it out after I got home, to clean it,' she explained, gasping for breath. 'But I put it back in when I saw you were out patrolling. I wanted to surprise you, Sir,' she finished, giving him a sultry look over her shoulder.
Chat Noir rubbed his erection against her pussy, biting his lip to keep control. 'For me?'
Ladybug hummed an affirmative, ending on a wanton yelp when he spanked her again.
'Plagg, Partial Detransformation.' Once again, Chat Noir was clad in nothing more than his ears, mask, fingerless gloves, and his belt. The cool air felt good against his feverish skin as he positioned himself behind Ladybug.
'I think I'm going to skip the oral and just fuck you,' Chat Noir growled as he pushed in slowly.
Ladybug gasped and moaned, her pussy hot, wet, and wanting. Leaning over her, Chat Noir took hold of her breasts as he began to thrust, feeling her flesh sway with his motions.
He slid one hand down her body to rub her clit, biting the nape of her neck when she jerked away from his touch, too sensitive already. She stilled, breathing heavily and vocalising her pleasure as he resumed stroking her.
He kissed, licked, and nibbled her skin, squeezed her breast and stroked her clit. His thrusts gained momentum, his hips meeting her arse with a resounding clap. He let go of her breast to kneel upright, extending the length of his thrusts, while still rubbing her off. The wet squelch of his dick moving in and out of her an obscenely dirty, and extremely arousing, sound. His hips picked up speed, the friction warming his cock.
Ladybug began to buck, her spine flexing, until she wrenched away from him with a shout. She collapsed onto her side, staring up at him, eyes dark and hazy.
Chat Noir groaned deep in his throat as he watched her juices dribble down her leg. He grabbed his cock and stroked it, sitting back on the roof as Ladybug watched with a hungry expression.
'Do you want to watch?' he asked, breathless.
Ladybug rose unsteadily on her hands and knees and crawled over to him. She shoved him onto his back and climbed over him until she straddled his pelvis, her back to him. She dragged her dripping pussy over his erection as he grabbed her hips and stared at the anal plug, the green gem glimmering in the ambient light from the city.
She raised her hips and grabbed his throbbing cock, guiding it in as she lowered herself over him. Ladybug's spine snapped straight, her hips shuddering as she sat on him, his dick fully sheathed once more.
She sat still for a moment, enjoying the sensation, as he was. Her walls tensing and relaxing around him, Chat Noir let his head fall back against the roof. Ladybug braced her hands on his legs and began to bounce, using her legs to gain momentum. Their bodies connected, slapping together repeatedly, sweat-slick skin glistening.
Chat Noir levered himself up and was hypnotised by the sight of her arse bouncing in his lap; her jiggling flesh, the beads of sweat running down her skin, the moist squelch of her pussy moving against his cock. Chat Noir's mouth opened as he panted, drool gathering and falling the longer he watched.
Tiring, she began gyrating back and forth, arching her back and digging her nails into his legs. She began vocalising loudly, wordless shouts that echoed down the streets. Chat Noir let his head fall back with a thud, her hips smoothly wiggling against him almost overwhelming.
The industrial district was largely abandoned this late at night, but even if it weren't, Chat Noir wouldn't have tried to shush her. She hadn't shouted like that before, and he wanted to see her lose control.
Chat Noir shifted his grip on her hips, dragging them firmly over her skin to squeeze her arse before moving to her front to rub her clit. Ladybug shouted louder than before, her hips losing their rhythm. She stilled, gasping for breath, as she relaxed her hold on his legs. She eased her hips up, his dick sliding out of her and bobbing in the cool air.
Ladybug turned around to face him, eyes lust clouded and vague, mouth open, and her bosom heaving as she gulped in air. A fine trail of saliva dripped off her chin. Chat Noir pulled her into his lap and held her tightly against him as he ran sloppy kisses over her neck, breasts, and lips. She returned his kisses with equal fervour, wrapping her legs around him and rutting helplessly against his stiff member, her heels digging into his buttocks.
Chat Noir lifted her and let her slide down over his cock, his hips rising to meet hers. Her juices flowing, Chat Noir felt the wetness tickle his balls and groaned loudly against her breast. He sucked on the soft flesh, leaving a series of marks across her fair skin as they moved against each other, hips undulating and shuddering, moaning, and shouting into the night.
Ladybug fell back with a loud, debauched wail, her legs convulsing around him before loosening. Chat Noir caught her and eased her onto the roof, shifting onto his knees as he lifted Ladybug's lower half into his lap, and pushing into her once more.
Ladybug threw her head back and wailed at the new angle, her hands clutching at empty air as her back arched. Her tits bounced as he thrust into her, moving as hypnotically as her arse had.
Chat Noir was panting, his mouth open and salivating, as he watched her.
'My beautiful Ladybug,' he grunted. 'Come for me, Love. I want to see you come.'
Ladybug shuddered, her spine arched, and her inner walls clamped down around him. Ladybug met his eyes, her own sharp and desperate. She reached up and pulled him down, until he lay with his body stretched out over hers. 'Then fuck me,' she growled emphatically.
Chat Noir pressed against her, grinding hard against her clit as he buried his dick inside her as far as he could. Her tits were soft and yielding under him, her nipples sliding against his skin as he rutted frantically, his orgasm moments away.
Ladybug wrapped her legs around his middle, her heels digging into his arse as her hips tilted up to meet his.
Chat Noir's groin ached with need, then Ladybug dug her nails into his back and dragged her hands down to his buttocks. She squeezed his arse as he came, gouging his arse and holding him firmly in place as he threw his head back and shouted his relief.
Cum flowed out of her as he pulled out, his dick still squirting his essence over her belly and dripping down her pussy. She reached down and pumped him, milking him of everything he had.
Chat Noir shuddered and pushed himself back, his face pressed into her sodden folds. Realising she hadn't finished, he nosed her pussy before he dragged his tongue over her nub, sucking and tonguing her clit until she screamed, her legs twitching spasmodically before they clamped around his head. He kissed her relentlessly, exhilarating in the feel of her legs pinning him there. He wrapped his arms around her thighs, holding her still while she came a second time.
He kept laving his tongue over her as she bucked and screamed, sobbing as her pussy became hypersensitive to his every movement.
'Chat,' she cried, breathlessly. 'I can't. Please.'
He looked up the length of her heaving body, his tongue hanging out as he panted. A growl rumbled in his throat, but he pulled away, climbing up her body to stretch out over her.
'Mine,' he rasped as he settled his weight on top of her, one leg resting between hers.
She shuddered when his knee ground into her pussy and tried to shift away from his touch. Chat Noir placed his teeth gently over her throat and she stilled.
He licked her neck in apology. 'Mine,' he repeated, softly this time.
Ladybug sighed and hugged his head to her breast. 'Mine,' she echoed.
Chat Noir started to purr.
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