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Dangerous Games	By : Cat_Eyes Category: +M through R > Miraculous LadyBug Views: 11606 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 2
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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Ladybug ran from rooftop to rooftop, determined to outrun her frustrations. She pushed herself to her limits, as she remembered Adrien's many innuendos. She still couldn't figure out if they had been deliberate or not, but the effect was the same. Her imagination had supplied her with vivid pictures of the two of them in several compromising positions, but her body was not satisfied with the ministrations of her dildo.
She had tried to call Alya, but once again, she was busy with Nino. Marinette had hung up upon hearing the first throaty moan. So, out of other options, she transformed and ran as fast as she could, as far as she could.
It was a quiet night; no accidents, muggings, or akumas to be seen. Chat Noir wasn't out, either. She supposed that was a good thing. If he tried to seduce her with his dirty talk again, she wasn't sure if she had the willpower to refuse him. She cursed her body for its unreasonable demands.
I should be happy with my life, she thought. I have a job I love, my own apartment, two hot neighbours, and a best friend who'd be more than happy to help me get off.
Yet, she still felt an emptiness within her. People had told her to find a boyfriend, or have a child to fill that void, but such comments were condescending and presumptuous. It invalidated her self worth by implying she wasn't complete without those things, and left her feeling angry.
I don't need those things. I just want a romp between the sheets, is that so much to ask?
With that, her mind flashed back to Alya and Nino.
No, not like that, she scowled.
After two hours of sprinting over the rooftops, she headed back to her apartment block. She approached it from the side opposite her own residence, and was surprised to note Adrien's lights were still on. She stopped on an adjacent building to peer into his windows, zooming in with her yoyo.
He wasn't in his bedroom, nor was he in his kitchen or living room. Frowning, Marinette turned her yoyo to his balcony, jumping when she saw him looking directly at her. He waved her over, a mischievous light in his eyes, like he knew she'd been looking. She waved feebly back, before backing up to take a running leap.
She hooked the yoyo string on the guttering, before swinging down to land delicately on his balcony rail.
'Good evening, Monsieur Agreste,' she said, attempting to sound casual.
Adrien smirked back at her. 'Good evening, Ladybug. What brings you to this side of town?'
She shrugged with one shoulder, glancing to the side, still trying to look calm. 'There's no particular reason. I was just out running, and found myself here.'
'Looking in my windows?'
Ladybug choked on her own tongue, before turning to him with a fierce scowl. 'I was not looking,' she denied, vehemently. 'It's late, and I was just wondering why your lights were on.'
'It's only ten-thirty,' he pointed out.
Ladybug blushed. 'That's late enough. Don't you have to work in the morning?'
'Yep. Don't you have to work as well?' he asked, resting his elbows on the rail beside her.
Ladybug hopped down to imitate his position. 'Of course, but I have a duty to Paris.'
'A duty,' he repeated. 'That's too bad.'
She turned to him, one eyebrow cocked. 'Why do you say that?'
Adrien's gaze remained locked on the city. 'Well, if there were more to it than just duty, maybe you and I could've had some fun.'
Ladybug's breath caught. Then, she remembered his taunts from earlier. She vowed to never let him get to her like that again, whether the double entendre was intentional or not.
She sighed. 'Yeah, it can be a drag. I could really use some fun, right now.'
Adrien stilled. 'Is that so?'
Ladybug rolled her shoulders. 'Uh-huh. The life of a hero is tense, so you need a few moments to relax, and let loose. The problem is I can't ever find anyone to help me.'
He swallowed, his Adam's Apple bobbing noticeably. 'I could help you,' he offered, in a low voice.
She arched an eyebrow. 'Could you, now? Awfully bold of you to say so.'
He turned to her, a smirk playing about his lips. 'Would you like to give me a go?'
Ladybug stepped close, sliding a hand down his belly. 'I doubt you could convince me.'
'One way to find out,' he whispered, leaning closer still.
Ladybug stroked his groin, pressing firmly when he moaned. His cock began to harden under her touch, so she moved her hand up and down the firm ridge.
Adrien gripped the balcony rail with one hand, keeping himself upright. His other hand came to rest on her hip, his thumb stroking her absently.
Ladybug cupped his face with her free hand, before leaning in until they were nose to nose. 'Unfortunately for you, I don't mix business with pleasure.'
Before he had time to register what she had said, Ladybug whipped out her yoyo and had zoomed over the top of the building.
She landed on her own balcony, and detransformed. Tikki flew ahead as she slid open the door and flopped onto the couch.
'Marinette, you are the living embodiment of cutting off your nose to spite your face,' Tikki told her.
'I know,' she groaned into the cushions.
Giving her up as a lost cause, Tikki flew into the kitchen to gorge herself on biscuits.

Marinette woke up the following morning to see a missed call on her phone. She didn't recognise the number, so she deleted the message, assuming that if it were important enough, they would call back.
She got ready for work, stuffed a still-sleeping Tikki in her purse, then headed out.
She met Adrien by the elevator doors. His hair was dishevelled, there were bags under his eyes, and he had missed spots while shaving.
Looking up at him in appalled amazement, she asked, 'are you all right?'
He turned to give her a weary smile. 'I really need to get laid.'
Marinette snorted, smothering a startled laugh behind her hand. 'Sorry, sorry. Do I even want to know?'
'Probably not,' he replied, as the doors opened.
She patted his arm sympathetically as they travelled down, their ride interrupted the next level down.
The doors parted again to admit Luka. He smiled pleasantly at her. 'You're looking lovely today, Marinette,' he said, moving to stand between her and Adrien as the doors closed again.
She shuffled to one side to give him room. 'Thanks, you're looking better today, too. Did you manage to catch up on your sleep?'
His smile widened. 'Sure did. I slept like the dead last night.'
Marinette watched curiously as Luka's eyes slid toward Adrien.
'How're things with your band?' she went on, ignoring the odd behaviour.
He turned back to her. 'I haven't spoken to them since the other night, so I guess no news is good news.'
Marinette shared a quiet chuckle with him until the doors opened onto the foyer. They all stepped out, and onto the street.
'Adrien and I have to get going. It's our hides if we're late. I'll see you later, Luka,' Marinette said.
Luka raised a hand in farewell as he faced the other direction. 'Later.'
Adrien watched him leave, an unreadable expression on his face.
'What's wrong?' Marinette asked.
He turned to her with an embarrassed chuckle. 'I don't think he likes me that much.'
'Nonsense,' she scoffed, 'he just hasn't gotten to know you yet. Give him some time to warm up to you, then you'll be great friends, you'll see.'
Adrien nodded slowly. 'If you say so.'
'I do say so,' she confirmed, turning to walk down the street.
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