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Steamy and Sultry One-shots	By : Cat_Eyes Category: +M through R > Miraculous LadyBug Views: 25770 -:- Recommendations : 1 -:- Currently Reading : 0
Disclaimer: I do not own Miraculous Ladybug. Miraculous Ladybug is the intellectual property of Thomas Astruc and released by Zag studios. No profit was made writing this story.

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‘There’s something wrong with your suit that’s always bothered me,’ Chat Noir said, as he rubbed his chin.
Ladybug crossed her arms. ‘There’s nothing wrong with my suit.’
‘Yes, there is. It has a spot missing.’
‘Where?’ she asked, defensively.
Chat Noir leered as he ran a claw up the centre of her rear.
‘Right here,’ he answered, with a light poke.
Ladybug flinched. ‘Chat, we’re in public. Keep your paws to yourself.’
They had just finished the evening patrol, and had come to rest amid the beams of the Eiffel tower. Even with the late hour, and the many lights, no one would be able to see them from the ground.
‘Relax, Buginette. No one could see through all of that glare.’
He stood beside her as his hand moved to cup her backside, giving it a squeeze.
Ladybug gasped, shooting him a half-hearted glare. ‘Seriously?’
He smirked, before shuffling around to stand close behind her. Leaning against a beam, he pulled her close so her arse to pressed against his groin. She sighed as she rested her head against his chest, his hands still on her hips.
His thumbs stroked absentminded circles while he sniffed her hair.
‘Tough day?’ he asked, concerned that she'd relented so easily.
‘Not really, but an upcoming deadline has everyone stressed out and snappish.’
‘Need some stress relief?’
‘It couldn’t hurt.’
She rolled her hips, her soft flesh rubbing tantalisingly against his crotch.
Clenching his jaw against a growl, Chat Noir slid one hand over her belly, until his hand rested over the juncture between her legs. He trailed teasing kisses across her neck and shoulders as he alternated between rubbing with the pad of his finger, and ticking her gently with the tip of his claw.
Ladybug closed her eyes as her lips parted, her breaths long and steady. She lifted one arm to loop around his neck behind her, playing with his hair, while her other hand ran over his cock with firm strokes.
He loved what she did to him, how she made him feel, mentally and physically. Her presence alone was intoxicating, but when she touched him like that, he was euphoric.
They had never been more than casual lovers, but it was still more than he ever thought they would be.
He felt his cock twitch. She stroked it expertly, despite their suits, and the awkward position they were in. Chat Noir’s kisses turned to bites.
Ladybug gasped when his teeth clamped down on the muscle between her neck and shoulder. With a growl, he wrapped one leg around one of hers, and pressed harder against her pussy, while bringing his free hand up to grope her breast. Like this, he could feel her against him, held tight from shoulder to hip.
Ladybug mewled, her fingers clenching in his hair.
‘I love it when you get possessive,’ she murmured, breathlessly.
With single-minded focus, Chat Noir concentrated on rubbing her clit. His kisses and biting turned to sloppy licks, and soon, her suit moved easily over her skin.
‘Wet for me already, Milady?’
She hummed an affirmative.
The pressure in Chat Noir’s suit increased. His growing erection warmed him up from the inside out, and quickly became uncomfortable.
Ladybug hummed approvingly, removing her hand to grind against him. He pushed back, squeezing her breast at the same time. Her soft flesh yielded under his touch, supple and warm, even covered by her suit.
She looped both arms around his neck, her back arching. Chat Noir instinctively thrust, rutting helplessly as she bit her lip against a moan.
‘Fuck,’ he snarled, releasing his transformation.
Ladybug gasped, while Plagg rolled his eyes and flew upward, to wait out their hormone fuelled meeting somewhere else.
‘Kitty?’ she asked, uncertainly.
‘Don’t turn around,’ Adrien ordered, as he withdrew his hands.
He removed his clothes, unceremoniously shoving them in a corner safe from the wind, and away from the ledge. Never had he been so grateful for the wide girders. Adrien turned back to Ladybug, still with her back to him, his erection throbbing almost painfully.
Just as he was about to take hold of her once more, she let go of her own transformation. There was a sparkling flash, then there she stood, completely bare, on the wide beam. Tikki flew away with a knowing giggle.
Adrien felt his blood rush to his groin as she splayed her fingers over her arse, and spread her cheeks for him, leaning forward slightly.
‘You’re not getting shy now, are you?’ she teased, when he hesitated.
Adrien gulped. ‘Of course not. I was just admiring the view.’
She chuckled as he grasped her hips, pulling her against him once more, his cock nestled between her arse cheeks.
Taking a deep breath, he slid his hands up her ribs, and over her breasts, feeling her stiff nipples slide between his fingers. Then, he urged her to stand up straight, until she could rest her head against his shoulder once more.
He resumed kissing, licking, and nibbling wherever he could reach, pinching her nipples, while she ground against him. Linking both hands behind his head, her fingers tangled in his hair, yanking slightly.
His erection was rapidly becoming uncomfortable. Only Ladybug could wind him up so fast, with her body and breathy moans. He had slept with other women, but none affected him the way she did.
Ladybug arched her back, pressing her softest, most sensitive parts into his hands and body.
‘Eager little thing, aren’t you?’ Adrien’s voice was so husky, he barely recognised it.
Taking her unspoken instruction, he let one hand trail down her belly until he cupped her groin. He pressed his hand into her damp folds, then slowly dragged it against her clit.
Ladybug’s jaw slackened as her deep breathing turned to heavy pants. She hummed, her leg curling involuntarily, as Adrien’s hand dipped lower.
His fingertips barely skimmed her arse crack, when his hand retreated, spreading her moisture in its wake. He repeated the process, his hand moving further and further toward her rear each time. With every pass, Ladybug’s hips moved with him, pressing her backside against his shaft.
Below, the crowd remained ignorant. They milled about, as their chattering floated up in an incomprehensible susurrus. Adrien spared them a brief glance, taking a perverse delight in conducting a lewd act right over their heads.
Ladybug whimpered, before rolling insistently over his cock. With a hum of acknowledgement, Adrien focussed on her clit, rubbing tight, firm circles over the sensitive skin.
Ladybug tipped her head back with a wanton ‘ahh.’
Adrien smirked. He knew what she liked, and how to give it to her. So, he increased his speed, ignoring the fatigue building in his hand and forearm.
When she began to writhe, he inserted a finger. It slipped inside without resistance, all the way to his knuckle. He pumped it languidly, still pressing the heel of his palm to her clit, then added a second finger. They squelched as they moved, her juices coating his hand and trickling down her thighs.
Precum gathered at his tip, leaving a glistening trail across Ladybug’s rear. Her skin glided over his, and together, they were a writhing, moaning mass concealed by the crossbeams of the Eiffel Tower. Their pants turned to debauched moans, the sounds carried away by the wind before they could be heard by the people below.
Sweat slicked their skin, despite the frigid wind, as they stood on the leeward side of the crossbeams. It ran down Ladybug’s spine, mixing with the moisture he’d already left there. He felt it drip between her breasts, making her skin slippery. He felt sweat run down his own back, tickling him as it went.
Ladybug’s back undulated. Standing on tiptoes, she grasped the hair at the nape of his neck and whined, his fingers still buried deep inside her. Letting his hair go, she took hold of his shaft, directing it into her opening, before slowly sinking down. Moaning simultaneously, they both took a moment to adjust to the sensation.
Adrien loved being sheathed by her. She was firm, hot, and dripping wet. His fingers clenched on her breast and waist, holding her in place before they began to move again.
He thrust upward almost lazily, mindful of her balance and their precarious position. The beam was wide, but would not save them if they fell the wrong way.
Ladybug cocked a leg, balancing on one foot, as she pushed down on him. Hooking it behind the knee, he hoisted it up, exposing her pussy. Taking advantage of her vulnerability, he used his other hand to continue rubbing her off.
His pelvis met her arse with a wet slap. She yelped, then moaned, as she relaxed into the sensations. Her fluids dripped, mingling with his own, to run down her leg and puddle beneath them.
Her breasts bounced, nipples still stiff and sweat-slick. He watched them jiggle from over her shoulder, almost hypnotised by their movements, and how they caught the light.
Clenching around his shaft, Ladybug groaned.
‘I’m going to cum,’ she panted.
Adrien redoubled his efforts. He took longer, harder thrusts, while still rubbing her clit. She began to tremble, her moans increasing in volume, to animalistic wails. He grunted in response, encouraging her to grow louder, and writhe against him.
His dick throbbed, twitching spasmodically with need. It ached for release, hot, prickly tingles indicating he was close behind her.
Ladybug's hips jerked backward. She began whimpering and babbling, begging for release.
‘Please, Chat. Please. Make me cum. I need you.’
She was trembling in his grasp, unsteady, and bucking wildly. She threw her head back with a wordless cry, a stream of fluid squirting from her pussy. Her nails scraped his neck as she came, sending him over the edge with her.
He shouted as he ejaculated, emptying his load inside her. She milked him hard, her inner muscles clenching and relaxing around him.
Slowly, he released her leg, lowering her to her hands and knees in front of him, as he pulled out. Ladybug rested on her elbows and knees, her arse up, and deliciously close to his face. He breathed in their scent, watching in fascination as their combined fluids flowed out in a thick, sticky torrent.
Ladybug whimpered as it trickled down her over-stimulated sex. Her labia were flushed and plump, her hole still fully dilated. It was the most arousing sight he had ever seen.
He leaned in, placing a delicate kiss on her sodden pussy. She moaned, her knees slipping further apart, as she struggled to stay upright.
Unable to resist teasing her, he ran his tongue between her folds, and up her arse crack, circling around her hole, before licking his way back to her clit. She tasted of sweat and himself.
‘No more,’ she whimpered, her head resting on her arms.
He sucked on as much of her ripe flesh as he could, releasing her with a slurp.
‘As you command, Milady.’
He sat back, leaning against the pillar, and pilled Ladybug into his lap. Somehow, they had gone through the encounter without seeing each other’s faces.
Ladybug slumped against him, her legs spread wide enough for her heels to dangle over the edges of the beam. She still panted for breath, her tits heaving, with hickeys decorating her fair skin.
‘Thank you, Kitty. You always know how to make me feel better,’ she murmured.
He cupped her breasts, kneading them lightly. She arched into his touch, stretching her arms at the same time.
‘Whenever you need some stress relief, you know where to find me.’
‘Of course. But maybe next time, not somewhere so public. We could have dripped on all those poor people down there.’
‘I wouldn’t worry too much. They’ll just think it’s a spot of rain.’
She gave him a reproving smack on the chest, before calling for Tikki, and laboriously dragging herself home. Chat Noir watched her go, feeling drunkenly sated, before he too took his leave. No one in the crowd noticed their departure.
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