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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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‘Fuck me,’ groused Nino as he kicked the door shut behind them.
‘If you want,’ Alya retorted, from the couch.
He groaned. ‘I’m too tired. It was a bitchfully long day.’
‘Bitchfully?’
‘Yes. It’s a word now. I just invented it.’
Alya smiled indulgently. ‘Ok, sweetheart.’
Nino heated up his dinner, ate, then showered and brushed his teeth in silence. After he’d tugged on his pyjama pants, he flopped on the couch, with his head in Alya’s lap.
‘You ok, babe?’ she asked, as she ran her fingers through his hair.
He closed his eyes. ‘Yeah, I guess. Who would have thought that working with XY would be such a pain in the arse, thought? I mean, the guy is a complete diva.’
Alya refrained from mentioning all the interviews where former co-workers claimed XY was nothing short of a tyrant. Instead, she smiled sympathetically.
‘How about a blow job?’
Nino stilled, thinking it over. ‘Do I have to move?’
‘Well, you’ll need to sit up, at least.’
He groaned as he sat up, his movements sluggish. When he was upright, Alya nodded at his pants.
‘Those still have to come off.’
‘Oh, for fuck’s sake.’
Shaking her head, she gripped his waistband while he levered his hips up. With one swift yank, they were off, and thrown across the room. Nino rested against the cushions, his head tipped back, while Alya spread his legs to kneel between his knees.
‘Wait a second,’ she instructed, before standing and heading to their bedroom.
‘Hey, come back,’ Nino called, plaintively.
Alya rolled her eyes. He could be needy and impatient sometimes, especially where sex was concerned.
‘Just wait a second,’ she called back.
There was some unintelligible grumbling, but nothing else.
Rifling through the drawers in the bedside table, she retrieved a tube of lube. Grinning triumphantly, she went back to the loungeroom.
‘Ok, Handsome, let’s get this show on the road.’
‘So romantic,’ he quipped.
Alya quirked an eyebrow, but didn’t respond. Squeezing a generous amount on lube on her palm, she took his cock in hand. She stroked it, running her hands up and down the shaft, and massaged his balls. It didn’t take long for him to begin to react.
Nino hummed, approvingly. ‘Love you.’
She kissed his tip. ‘Love you, too.’
He shuddered as her breath fanned over his sensitive skin, cooled by the lube. She worked him until he was fully erect, his cock dark and twitching with need.
She could only just wrap her hands around his shaft, and it was long enough to require both - one to pump the shaft, and the other to spread the precum already dribbling from the head.
‘Didn’t take much,’ murmured Alya.
‘Maybe I’ve been thinking about you all day, and all the things I would like to do to you, if I had the energy.’
‘Aw, Babe,’ she cooed.
Alya hoisted herself up to straddle his knees. While he watched, she removed her t-shirt to reveal bare breasts. Nino’s eyes widened, then his expression morphed into a greedy leer.
Sliding off his lap, Alya then turned her back to remove her trackpants. Underneath, she wore only a thin strip of black lace. Nino hooked her g-string with his index finger, smiling appreciatively.
She smirked over her shoulder, before facing him again. She sat on his lap, and handed him the lube.
‘Want to rub this on my tits?’
He sat up with eager speed, his eyes wide. ‘Totally.’
Rather than squeezing a dollop onto his hand, he applied it to her bosom directly, watching covetously as the gel drizzled over her ample chest. He then massaged her breasts, spreading the lube over her chest and belly.
Alya grinned, glad his mood had picked up. Leaning in, she kissed the end of his nose, her breath threatening to fog up his glasses. Nino, however, did not want to act coy. He drew her back in, kissing her deeply, and greedily. Alya sucked his tongue, then pushed her own forward, to map the inside of his mouth. They were sloppy and ravenous, and when Alya finally withdrew, a thread of saliva ran from her lips to his.
Maintaining eye contact, she slid back to the floor, until she knelt between his knees again. Lifting her breasts, she pressed them in on his cock, sliding them along the shaft. It was awkward, but the couch was low enough that she didn’t have to rise to her feet with each upward glide. It was the only benefit to the old, and ugly, furniture.
Nino’s head flopped against the headrest, his mouth slack. He stroked her hair tenderly, neither controlling or inattentive, just trusting her to make him feel good.
‘Hey, eyes on me, Handsome.’
He raised his head slowly, then watched in open-mouthed wonder as she licked the head when it emerged from her cleavage. She repeated the action, enjoying the way his cock shivered each time she did it.
Finally, she drew back, reaching behind her to pull a tissue from the box on the coffee table behind her. She thoroughly wiped away the excess lube on his dick and balls, then eased the head into her mouth. She let it slide between her lips, to press her tongue on the underside, before letting it go.
Nino’s face was ruddy, and his breathing was heavy. Alya winked, then curled her lips over her teeth, before taking him in her mouth.
He was too long to take completely, and she had never been able to deepthroat, so she used her hands on what she couldn’t fit in her mouth. Applying a little suction on the way back up, her cheeks hollowed out. Nino groaned, his hand resuming its place on her hair to stroke encouragingly.
Alya grinned, then moved back down. Her head bobbing slowly, she allowed her saliva to coat him. He groaned again, his free hand clenching on the couch cushion.
Feeling bold, she went lower and lower, further than she had ever taken him before. Adjusting her angle, she deepthroated him for the first time. She gagged a little before raising herself, but undeterred, she tried again.
Alya was not known as a quitter. She prided herself on perfecting things she was not good at, or had never done before. She was pleased when she relaxed enough to feel Nino’s cock glide down her throat.
‘Holy fuck,’ he wheezed. ‘Babe, you absolute champion.’
Alya had to come up to laugh. ‘You like that?’
‘So fucking hot,’ he affirmed. ‘Been practicing?’
‘Nope. I’m just a natural.’
‘You’re a fucking prodigy,’ he sighed, as she began bobbing her head once more.
His shaft was hot and throbbing, trembling with every pass of her tongue. She curled it around him, and swirled it over the head, licking him like a lollipop. She tasted precum.
Unable to resist teasing him, she touched herself, sliding her fingers through the leg of her g-string to rub herself off.
Nino saw what she was doing almost immediately, licking his lips as he watched her avidly. She felt her own juices moisten her fingers, her arousal climbing quickly. She hummed, Nino’s dick still halfway down her throat.
He tensed with an uttered profanity. ‘You do that again, and I'm gonna cum.’
She released him with a slurp and winked, before going down and humming again.
Nino’s jaw clenched, the tendons in his neck standing out. His cock quivered, but didn’t spill, though he was very close. With his hips jerking uncontrollably, Alya had to hold him down before she choked on an untimely thrust.
Alya kept him on the edge until she felt her own orgasm coming. The heat in her pussy was building, her hips trembling uncontrollably, when she hummed again.
Nino shouted as he spent himself, still deep in her throat, as his pelvis jerked forward spasmodically. She had no choice but to swallow. She closed her eyes, and took everything he had to offer.
He pulled out with an apologetic grimace. ‘You ok, babe? I’m sorry about that.’
She let him go with a final slurp, his essence dribbling down her chin. She wiped it away with the back of her hand.
‘No sweat. I’m sure I’ll get better with practice. How are you doing?’ Her voice was only a little hoarse.
He nodded. ‘Yeah, I’m good. Really good. You’re good.’
She raised an eyebrow. ‘Only good?’
His answering grin was lopsided and dopey. ‘Really good. Excellent, even. You’re the queen of oral.’
‘Yeah, I am.’ She felt smug.
‘But you didn’t cum.’
‘I’m sure you can make it up to me later.’
‘Yes, Ma’am,’ he replied, enthusiastically.
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