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It had been a particularly stressful day for Marinette at her little boutique. She sold everything from accessories to clothing that she made by hand with love. She paid attention to every fine detail in her pieces and spent countless hours on each one. Adrien hadn’t stopped by yet, and she honestly couldn’t blame him for missing her opening day. His schedule was still jam packed, maybe even more now that he owned Gabriel since his father passed away earlier than expected. He had handled that relatively well though considering. They had all been worried that he wouldn’t fair well after the death of his mother as a teenager and the loss of his father now at thirty, but he had handled it well. He was in therapy, which Marinette and all of their friends had been proud of him for.
She sighed and went back to pricing items at the counter, trying to get lost in that mindless task rather than worrying about how awful her day was going. The customers were particularly rude today, and she had no idea why. She blamed it on the stars and full moon because it was easier than blaming herself.
She heard the door open and the familiar sound of the golden bell that was dangling from the door, and made her think of Chat Noir, caused her to blindly welcome her new customer. It wasn’t until she remembered that she had removed that bell because it had gotten damaged by an overzealous kid, that she peered up. Leaning on her counter was a very interested man in a black leather suit that she was all too familiar with.
“Chat Noir?” Marinette fumbled her price gun and it fell from her fingertips.
Chat quickly reached out and caught it, smirking at her. “Bonsoir, purrincess.”
He held out the price gun for her to take from him and took in her fake smile like she was upset about something. He hoped it wasn’t him, and he had somehow brought on her sadness. He only wanted to see Marinette smile because she deserved to be happy.
His smirk fell and he looked around at her busy shop. “It’s busy in here. Where are your employees?”
“Ariana had to go home early due to food poisoning. Celeste called out because her daughter became ill last night with a cold. Daniel’s mother ended up in the hospital…. And no one else could come in.” She gestured to herself, “just me.”
“And I don’t suppose this has been going over well with your customers.” Chat sighed and looked over some of the extra little items near the register.
“Nope… been chewed out one too many times today to the brink of tears. I can say it’s the weather, stars, or full moon, but…” Marinette peered down and chewed on her bottom lip.
Chat ran his fingers beneath her chin and lifted her head up. “Hey, it’s not your fault or anyone’s fault. You can’t control everything.” He warmly smiled and winked at her. “You’re a badass boss for still opening up shop to let people buy your gorgeous items, but I think you should close up early today, princess.”
Marinette nodded, “I want to. I do. But I can’t.”
“Well then, let me help you. I’ll be your employee for the night.” Chat leaped over the counter before she could argue.
“You don’t have to do that, Chat.” Marinette tried to stop him, but he stole her price gun from her.
“Nonsense. Just tell me what to do and I’ll do it with no complaints.” Chat smiled widely and looked over the items she had been pricing.
“Okay,” Marinette warmly smiled and pointed at the items on the counter that she had been working on.
She took her time explaining price points and how to use the gun. It didn’t take Chat Noir long to figure out how it all worked and what she was going for. She then did a quick run down and printed out paperwork for him to legally work for her for the rest of the night. He had done well and before long he was turning the open sign to closed for her.
There wasn’t a moment in the rest of her night that he hadn’t made her laugh by being silly in some way. The customers had quickly changed their tune with him in the shop too and when one had still lost it on her, he had stepped between them and dealt with it in the most professional way. It had shocked her that Chat Noir could go from ridiculous to a professional within moments. Almost like all he did was pop a switch on and he was this man that couldn’t be moved or messed with, like he knew how businesses worked more than she had been taught in school. Seeing him take the room had made her heartbeat faster and her face grow hot, but she had quickly pushed it away. Chat Noir was her friend, not something more. They had always been friends.
“Now that we’re closed…” Chat slid over towards her in a dance move that made her roll her eyes as he smoothly leaned on her counter with his forearm, wiggling his eyebrows. “How about letting this cat take you out on the town and show you a lovely night?”
Marinette giggled and poked the tip of his nose with her index finger to get him off her counter. “I owe you for saving me tonight.”
“You do and I won’t take euros, only your time.” Chat winked at her.
Marinette rolled her eyes. “It’d be wrong for me not to pay you, Chaton.”
“Mmm… but I won’t accept it. Put it back into the shop for repairs or displays.” Chat Noir gave her finger guns.
“Fine… but I still feel wrong not doing something for your trouble.” Marinette crossed her arms over her chest.
“Then, come out with me. Bet you never traveled through the city via staff before.” Chat Noir pulled his steel bo staff from behind his back. “What do you say, purrincess? A night out with this meowvelous cool cat?”
Marinette sighed and shrugged, “Alright, fine. After I clean up a bit. Help a damsel in distress out one more time?”
“With pleasure, m’lady.” Chat winked and took one side of the shop, while she took the other.
Before long, Chat Noir and Marinette were standing outside of the boutique and she was locking the door with her key. Her key was pastel pink with little cat ears along the top and a simple, cute, black cat face with whiskers painted on the surface.
“Cute key.” Chat Noir pointed at it, and she giggled.
“I couldn’t resist when I saw it as an option.” Marinette blushed and put her keys back into her purse. “Anyway, shall we?”
Chat let a small laugh pass his lips and grabbed his bo staff from his back. He held his clawed hand out for hers, and she warmly smiled before placing her hand in his.
He yanked her close and spoke quietly against her ear, “hold on tight, princess.”
Marinette wrapped her arms around his shoulders, while he extended his staff and took them up and onto the roof of her boutique’s building. He ran across the cement in an effortless way. She giggled as he bounded along and took her across the city. She felt like she could touch the stars and the sparkling Eiffel Tower in the distance made her heartbeat louder in her ears.
“You okay?” Chat Noir turned his attention to her for a moment, as he propelled them across Paris.
“Mm-hm. It’s beautiful. It’s like we’re up in space.” Marinette giggled and reached out one hand as if to touch the stars.
“Space, huh?” Chat Noir landed on a rooftop and told her to wait.
He ran behind a wall and shifted transformation to Astro Chat with a helmet in his hand and suit for Marinette. He walked over and spread his chartreuse wings, peering through his space helmet at a woman with complete awe on her face.
“How would you like to see the stars?” Astro Chat smirked, and she practically ran towards him to quickly throw on the suit and helmet.
“How?” Marinette peered at him through the pink glass of her pastel pink space ensemble.
Astro Chat pointed at his head and grabbed her hand. “Ready to take off?”
“Yes!” Marinette squealed, and he wrapped her up into his arms with a determined expression.
He blasted them up into space and the moon had never looked more beautiful than the night she had shared that dance with Adrien in New York. Her lips parted as the city disappeared and she was surrounded by stars. Her heart felt like it was going to burst from her chest, as he spun them around.
“We could go anywhere. Where would you like to go,” Astro Chat’s voice came through her helmet, and she giggled.
“Anywhere!” Marinette felt him let go of her body and kept her hand in his.
He spun her around, and she squealed, as he pulled her close again. “We could just dance too.”
“I like that idea.” Marinette giggled and squeaked, as he spun her in place with his hand. She stopped and felt dizzy, but he grabbed her waist and pulled her close again.
They spun in a circle, suspended in space with complete silence around them. All of their stresses on Earth disappeared within moments. Her helmet was filled with his genuine laughter and his was filled to the brink with hers. He couldn’t get over how cute she sounded, and he never wanted to stop hearing her giggles and squeals.
After their dance, he flew her around the world once, stopping every so often in countries that she had always wanted to visit. She had never dreamed that this would happen to her, even when she was Ladybug with the same capabilities as him to do so. She had always kept to her rules and what she knew she had to do, while Chat Noir was never afraid to break them.
They landed on the balcony of her apartment and she removed the space suit, passing it back to him. He took it from her and kissed the back of her hand to bid her a goodnight. She thanked him for everything and waved with a warm smile and blushing cheeks as he took off.
It was Monday and Marinette was currently in her office at the boutique staring at a box the was addressed to her. She took a deep breath and stared at it with a curious expression. She wasn’t expecting a shipment today and it didn’t have a return address. She grabbed a box cutter and pushed the button up on it to make the blade appear. She ran the blade along the tape and popped the box open.
Inside was a crystal vase with flared edges. A handwritten note was in the bottom of the box. Scrawled in ink from what had to be a fancy black pen was one sentence.
For a meowvelous woman. =^_^=
She rolled her eyes, knowing it had to be from Chat Noir. There was no way it could be from anyone else. Although, all she could wonder now was why a vase of all things, especially with nothing to put into it. She shrugged it off and placed the delicate vase on her desk, throwing the box onto the floor to toss later, before going back out to the floor to work.
It was Tuesday and Marinette’s morning was not going to her liking. She had tripped and dumped a glass item, shattering it along the floor. It had taken her a while to clean it and take it to the trash in the back. Customers weren’t the nicest, and again she had to send an employee home for getting sick with what her other one had called out with last week.
She sighed as a box was handed to her, again without a return address. She took it to her office and shut the door. Marinette set the box on her desk and opened it with the box cutter.
Inside was a single yellow rose with a simple note attached. Her eyes widened before they softened at the words scrawled across the thick cardstock.
To new beginnings and friendship.
Marinette giggled and took the vase to add water to it, realizing why she had been given that first. A part of her knew that he would keep mailing her flowers, but she didn’t want to keep her hopes up. One flower to signify their friendship was enough for her.
She brought the vase back to her desk and cut the end of the stem beneath the water to cause less pain to the rose. Marinette placed it in the water and took in how lonely it appeared in such a vast space. Something about it made her relate to it, but also the color reminded her of Chat Noir’s hair and bell.
She sat down and ran her fingertips along the pedals, thinking about running her fingers through Chat Noir’s hair. Would he purr or just sigh? Would he lay his head in her lap and let her pet him? Would he push her away for being so weird?
The call of her name brought her attention back to reality, and she tossed the box onto the floor and left her office to work.
It was Wednesday and Marinette was planning the schedule for next week when a box appeared again. She sighed and stopped what she was doing to open it. A soft smile fell to her lips as she saw the single peach hued rose with a matching cardstock note tied to its stem.
“Alright, kitty. Now what?” Marinette warmly smiled and lifted it from the box, turning the card over to read it.
A token of my Appreciation.
Marinette shook her head and giggled, snipping the stem and placing it into the water to join the yellow one. She had to admit that at least the first rose was no longer lonely. She blushed and smiled, gently touching the petals before going back to making the schedule for her employees.
Thursday came faster than she had expected and with it a new box. She giggled and opened it after closing her shop, eager to see what color it would be today. She was beginning to get used to the roses and notes. It was the most exciting part of her day.
She ripped open the flaps of the box to find a light pink rose with a note attached to its stem.
My Admiration for your Sweetness is boundless.
Marinette blushed and read the note over and over again, running her thumb along the words. She bit her bottom lip and giggled, snipping the bottom of the stem to add it to the other two. It was silly to think that she was falling for a man in a cat suit just because of the roses and cute notes that were attached to them.
Just then a knock sounded at her office door and she had been met with a second box. She raised an eyebrow at Ariana and the girl had just shrugged.
Marinette opened it and stared at a single orange rose. “Two in one day?”
She flipped over the cardstock note and read it.
Fascination.
“Fascination for what? It can’t be me. What fascinates him about me?” Marinette was confused but shrugged it off.
She cut the stem and added it to her vase, sighing and getting ready to go home.
It was Friday and she wished that she could be like other businesswomen and be excited because it was the last day until the weekend, but working retail had many disadvantages and working weekends was one. She sighed and took the box from Daniel with her cup of coffee in her hand. She was beyond exhausted after being up all night working on new merchandise for the boutique.
She plopped down into her chair and opened the box with a yawn. She took a sip of her coffee and set it down to pull the flaps apart. She looked inside to find a single yellow rose with red tips. It was absolutely gorgeous and her favorite so far. It made her think of her and Chat Noir more than the others with how the red mingled with the yellow hue.
She flipped over the note and read it with blushing cheeks. Her heart felt like it had stopped in her chest as she dropped the note from her trembling fingertips.
And so, Friendship bloomed into Falling in Love.
Marinette took a moment to remember how to breathe before snipping the end of the stem to add it to the others. It was more special than the rest, but how could he be falling. It had to mean nothing. There was no way that he had fallen for her too over a few flowers and a night out. She pushed the thought away and went on with her day.
Saturday was busy as usual, and she had been drowning in customer and employee complaints. She was currently locked in her office with a box that most likely held another rose with a note. After the day she was having, she really could use a pick-me-up.
She took a deep breath and opened the box, pulling the coral rose from it to read the note. She gasped and squeaked at the single word scrawled in elegant cursive.
Desire.
She cleared her throat and raked her teeth along her bottom lip before bringing the soft petals of the rose to her lips. She ran it along them as if it were Chat’s lips brushing along hers in a loving kiss that was filled with lust and passion. The sweet and fresh scent wafting from the center of the petals made her sigh. She giggled and cut the stem to place it into the vase.
She thought that her Sunday would be spent with another box, but it never appeared on her desk or in her hand. It was fine though; seven roses were well enough for her to get the hint. She sighed and went out to the floor to close up her boutique. It was pouring outside, and the weather had only brought in interesting customers that day, but again, it was fine.
She walked over to move the open sign on the door to closed when her eyes caught the sight of Chat Noir with a red rose in his hand. His golden hair was soaked and hanging in his eyes from the rain soaking him. The lamps of the city made the droplets on his black suit sparkle. He was staring at her nervously through the glass door.
She blushed and opened the door. “Care to come inside and get out of the rain, kitty?”
“Thank you, princess.” Chat Noir jogged towards her and into her boutique, wiping his boots on the mat before entering. “For you.”
Marinette took the rose from him and smiled, picking up the note to flip it over. She opened her mouth to read it out loud, but he beat her to it.
“Passion, beauty, respect, and…-” Chat Noir heard her speak the last word along with him in a soft tone.
“Love.” Marinette sighed and raked her teeth along her bottom lip with blushing cheeks.
“-love,” Chat Noir repeated with a warm smile and took her hand in his. “How are you, princess?”
“Exhausted, but…” Marinette chewed on her bottom lip some more. “… better that you’re here. You?”
“Could be better, but… seeing you brightened my day.” Chat gave her a weak smile. “Did you like my gifts?”
“I did. Thank you, kitty. Seriously, it made my week better and more manageable.” Marinette giggled and her smile faded. “Hey, um… are the notes and roses all true?”
Chat Noir softly laughed and peered down at the floor, kicking it with one foot for a moment. He looked back up at her and nodded. “Yeah, they are. I, uh, went through a slew of thoughts and emotions since we hung out last. I kept trying to get you out of my head, but I couldn’t. The more I thought about you over the years and that night, the more I began to fall. Each rose color symbolizes how I was feeling each day.” Chat shrugged and became nervous that he was alone in his emotions.
“Me too.” Marinette giggled as her blush traveled down to her chest, while she admitted her feelings. “Seems my friendship bloomed as yours did.”
“Glad I’m not alone.” Chat softly laughed.
“Same.” Marinette chewed on her fingernail and peered up at him through her bangs with a nervous expression.
Their eyes searched between each other’s gazes and lips, subconsciously leaning closer, until his lips collided with hers in a blissful kiss that was gentle and soft. She sighed as she placed her hands on his chest, feeling the smooth, cool, leather beneath her fingertips. The rain made the material slick, but she could feel the heat from his body beneath it. She softly brushed her lips along his and ran her hands up to wrap her arms around his neck with the rose still in her hand.
Chat began to purr, and she giggled at the low rumbling sound that was emanating from him. He blushed and deepened the kiss, tilting her back and cradling her by her lower back and head. She ran her fingers along the back of his head and gripped his hair in her fist. He moaned as she tugged on it and ran her tongue along his.
Chat Noir lifted her up and blindly moved stuff off the counter of her register, running his claws gently along the outsides of her thighs before tugging her hard against his body. She squeaked and got lost in his kiss, rolling her hips against his and feeling the bulge in his suit. Her hand ran down the zipper of his skintight suit and he grabbed her fingers with his, bringing her hand back up to his shoulders.
She broke the kiss and licked her lips, searching his gaze. “What’s wrong? Did I do something wrong? I thought-”
Chat shook his head, “no, not at all. I just- I don’t want to do this here.”
“Oh, ok.” Marinette shyly smiled and became embarrassed.
“No, no. I want to do this. I do. Fuck, I do, princess. I just- I wanna make it special.” Chat Noir smiled and kissed her on the cheek. “Properly. Join me for dinner? I’ll buy ingredients and stop by your place after.”
“Sounds lovely.” Marinette ran her hands along the leather of his suit, taking in the details with her fingertips.
“I also might have one more gift for you, purrincess.” Chat Noir winked at her, and she lost all words. “But… for now, I think I should walk you home.”
“Don’t you mean fly me home?” Marinette crossed her arms over her chest and raised an eyebrow at him.
“No, walk. I want to hold your hand and talk to you more.” Chat Noir held his hand out and she sighed, taking it.
“Okay, kitty.” Marinette giggled and gripped his hand in hers.
The whole walk home had been filled with tears of laughter. She hadn’t stopped laughing and by the end, she was cuddling his arm and humming in bliss while she caught her breath. She had forgotten how much she had missed him and his stupid jokes. He had left swiftly to grab ingredients to make her dinner. A part of her wondered if he cooked on a regular basis or if it was going to be a complete disaster.
She had barely started on a dress when she heard something land on the table on her balcony. She walked over to the double doors and peered out to see a pink gift box tied up with black ribbon sitting in the center of her round, white, iron table. She opened the door and walked out to look at it. She grabbed the note tied on top and turned it to read it.
Open me, purrincess.
He was back. Her heart began to throb and race in her chest, banging against her rib cage and crawling up her throat. But after she looked around for him, she realized he wasn’t there. She grabbed the box and went back inside of her apartment, closing the doors behind herself.
She stood in her kitchen and set the box on the counter, undoing the ribbon, and opening it. Her eyes widened at the small bottle of lubricant and this hot pink egg-shaped thing with a string on one end. A note fluttered out of the box as she removed the items, causing her to look down at it on her floor. She picked it up and read it over.
“Directions?” Marinette’s face grew hot and turned pink the more she read of them.
Bonsoir, Purrincess!
How are you? I will be there shortly with the ingredients to make us a lovely dinner, but before then I have a little surprise. Inside you will find a bottle of lubricant and a vibrating egg toy. But… I need a few things from you.
- Know that I am excited to spend the evening with you, and that you are the most gorgeous and amazing woman I have ever met.
- Red to make it stop. Yellow to slow me down.
- Pull one of those armchairs close to the double doors that lead out to your balcony for me, please.
- Get yourself all warmed up with those beautiful fingers.
- Use the lubricant to get that toy all nice and wet like a good girl.
- Gently insert it for me.
- Relax and enjoy. ;)
Your kitty,
-Chaton
Marinette laughed at the last thing he said and chewed on her bottom lip. She looked in the box and realized the controller was missing for the toy. Her face grew warmer as she realized who had it.
She walked over to move the armchair in front of her balcony doors before going back to grab the toy and lube. Marinette cleaned the toy with mild soap and water before drying it and bringing it over to the chair.
She hooked her fingers into her panties and slipped them down from beneath her short, knit, dress. Marinette sat on the chair and spread her legs over the arms of the chair, one at a time. She licked her lips and ran her fingers along her wet folds, leaning her head back against the back of the chair with a soft moan.
She skirted her fingers along the sides of her inner folds, bringing them back up to tease her sensitive clit. She ran her fingers back down and peered out of the paned doors, wondering where he was and if he was watching her playing with herself like he had asked.
She closed her eyes and circled her swollen clit, causing it to harden more beneath her fingertips. She stopped to open the bottle of lube, coating the egg toy and running it along her folds. She teased her pussy with the silicone covered toy before gently pressing it against her tight entrance. Marinette tilted her head back in a moan as the egg slipped into her wet pussy. She bit her bottom lip and hummed, slowly peering back down and outside the doors.
She ran her fingers up and down along the sides of her lower lips, teasing herself as the toy made her feel full. It stretched her open and made her only want him more between her thighs.
Her eyes widened as she watched Chat Noir drop down in front of her doors, causing her to jump a bit. She lowered her lashes, as he smirked at her with his bo staff draped along his shoulders. Her eyes locked on the hot pink remote in his black gloved fist, and she threw her head back in a loud mewl as the toy came to life within her. It went from being faint to ramping up before going back down again, like he was playing with the button to edge her.
She titled her head back down and watched his thumb barely mess with the button, but it was enough to murder her between her thighs and make her drip onto her chair. Her hips rolled and her pussy flexed with each vibration, as he brought her near and far from the edge with ease. Damn cat. She internally cursed him and gripped her thighs with her nails, as he amped it all the way up. She lost all control of her hips, rolling and bucking them, as she arched her back.
He opened her doors and shut them behind himself after putting his staff away. Chat walked around her chair, taking her in, as he played with the controller. He stopped behind her and whispered in her ear, “touch those pretty breasts for me. I wanna see how you imagined me touching you.”
Marinette whimpered and ran her nails up her thighs and along her sides until she cupped her own breasts. She caressed them and ran her fingers and thumbs together to pinch her nipples, gently rubbing and tugging on them, as her hips rolled. He growled in her ear in a way that sounded like a dark purr and made her drip more between her thighs.
She moaned and slowly opened her eyes to watch him go grab the bag he had left outside. He brought it inside, and her eyes followed him to her kitchen. He smirked over at her and pulled out ingredients. “Don’t stop until I say and don’t cum yet, purrincess.”
Marinette whined and flung her head back against her chair, frustrated as he brought the vibrations down a notch. She wanted him to come over and grab her hair, kiss her senseless, and rail her until she couldn’t walk tomorrow.
She gasped when she suddenly lost her vision due to something covering her eyes. Her breasts rose and fell in pants, as a kitchen towel was tied at the back of her head. His soft lips ghosted from her neck to her shoulder, and he softly laughed against her skin. He grabbed the chair and spun her around so that she was facing the opposite direction with her legs spread.
“That way I can watch how your pussy quivers for me.” He slowly licked a line along her shoulder and up her neck. He gathered her earlobe into his warm mouth and sucked on it. “Right, kitten?”
Marinette shivered and nodded, “yes.”
“Good girl.” Chat bit a strawberry near her ear, and she trembled and bit her bottom lip.
He smirked and ran the pad of his thumb down beneath her lip to make her release it from her teeth. She parted her lips with a gasp as she felt the bitten end of the strawberry tease her bottom lip. She moaned as he teased her lips with the berry by tracing them. She moaned and darted her tongue out to lick the center of the luscious strawberry. She swirled her tongue around it, exploring the texture of the seeds, and heard a moan pass Chat’s lips. Right as she was closing her lips around the strawberry, he tugged it away and replaced it with his swollen lips.
She grabbed his biceps, and he dropped the berry to secure her hands against the back of the armchair. She whimpered into his mouth as he passionately kissed her, pausing to suck on her tongue. She tasted of berries and it fueled him further. He groaned and flicked her top lip with his tongue before pulling away, grabbing the berry he had dropped.
“Naughty, naughty, kitten,” Chat teased, as he went back to the kitchen and hit the button on the controller to heighten the vibration. It caused her to clench her raised hands into fists and cry out with bucking hips.
She was right there, so close, but right as she was about to fall over the edge, he brought it down again. She made a complaining whine sound, and he softly chuckled. She could hear him sucking on the end of a strawberry and she parted her swollen lips, craving his kisses again. Anything. She wasn’t picky. Her heartbeat was raised, and she just wanted his cock between her thighs pounding her and fucking her until she was screaming his name.
Marinette licked her lips and went to move her hands, but within moments, she felt something cold and steel slowly elongate and gently press against her palms, holding them in place. She gasped and softly mewled at the smooth metal against her palms.
“Hold this for me, please,” Chat purred the words in her ear.
Marinette nodded and gripped his steel staff in her hands, forcing her to keep them along the back of the chair. She panted, and he went back to making dinner. The whole time he worked on making a fruit tart and pasta, he played with the controller. Her nipples had never been harder, and her pussy wouldn’t stop throbbing and aching with need. She could barely handle it anymore.
He walked back over to her and slowly curled his fingers around his staff on both sides of her head. Chat leaned down close to her ear and whispered, “Ready to cum for me like a good girl?”
“Yes, please.” Marinette swallowed hard and trembled.
“As you wish.” Chat licked along the shell of her ear and turned the vibrator all the way up.
Her hips bucked, her thighs shook, and her toes curled. She tilted her head back and parted her lips to scream as she came undone around the egg toy. Chat Noir moaned and panted in her ear, as she came hard.
She panted and caught her breath, humming in bliss, as he brought the toy down to a stop. He undid the towel from around her eyes and removed his staff from her hands.
“You okay?” Chat kissed her cheek, and she nodded.
“Mm-hm… so okay.” Marinette sighed, and he helped her move her legs from the arms of the chair to relax.
He rubbed feeling back into them and smiled at her. “Ready for dinner? I made pasta and a fruit tart.”
“Sounds divine. Thank you, Chaton.” Marinette sighed and got up with his help on trembling legs.
He softly laughed as she giggled, and they made their way to her kitchen table to sit and eat what he had made for them. She sighed and took a bite of the pasta, getting lost in it. It was so simple, yet the flavors were extremely complex.
“It’s delicious. Where did you learn to cook like this?” Marinette was shocked by how good it was.
“I picked up a few things along the way.” Chat shrugged and began to eat. He hadn’t eaten all day due to being busy with his late father’s company, but he wasn’t going to tell her that.
“You know… you didn’t get off. I think that’s hardly fair.” Marinette played with her pasta with her fork.
“It’s okay. I don’t mind.” Chat shrugged again.
“Maybe you don’t, but I do.” Marinette picked up her glass of red wine and took a sip.
“Well, we have all night.” Chat winked at her, and she giggled.
“That we do,” Marinette shrugged.
“Only if you want though. I don’t want to pressure you.” Chat held up his hands.
“Chaton,” Marinette set her wine glass down.
“What?” Chat lowered his hands and picked up his wine.
“I want to.” Marinette blushed and chewed on her bottom lip. “Really want to.”
“O-okay.” Chat Noir raised a hand to rub the back of his neck with blushing cheeks.
They finished eating, and Marinette got up to take their plates to the sink. She gasped when Chat Noir came up behind her, wrapping his arms around her waist and kissing from her shoulder to her neck.
“You’re gorgeous,” Chat whispered against her skin.
“I love you,” Marinette whispered.
“I love you too.” Chat turned her to face him and cupped her cheek in his hand, searching her gaze.
“Dinner was delicious. Thank you so much.” Marinette sighed and nuzzled his hand.
“You’re very welcome, princess.” Chat leaned down and gently kissed her.
Their soft kisses turned more passionate and within moments, he had her lifted into his arms and wrapped around his body. He carried her to her bedroom and laid her back on the bed.
She peered up at him and played with his golden bell for a moment. “So… how long have you dreamed of getting me into bed?”
Chat burst out in a quiet laugh, “I wouldn’t be a gentleman if I did that.”
Marinette rolled her eyes and curled her fingers around his bell, yanking him down. “Fess up, kitty.”
“Since I was a teenager.” Chat swallowed hard and gave in, blushing all the way to his collarbones, as she slowly pulled the bell down to expose his skin.
“Really?” Marinette smirked and ran her fingers along his chest, beneath the leather.
“Mm-hm…” Chat lowered his lashes and watched her explore his upper body with her hands.
She trailed her fingertips along his shoulder muscles as she pulled his suit down along them and down his biceps. “And… what did you think about doing to me?”
Chat freed his hands from the arms of the suit, letting her pull it down to pool at his hips. He ran his hands along her cheeks and covered her swollen pink lips with his own in a ravishing kiss that left her breathless. She rolled her hips in time with his, feeling his hardened length brush along her folds. She moaned into his mouth, sucking on his tongue, and letting it go to run her teeth along his bottom lip to tug on it. He growled and shoved his suit down and off, leaving him in his mask and cat ears.
Marinette moaned and ran her hands along his bare skin, feeling each muscle flex and ripple with each movement of his body. He was solid, hot, and everything she wanted. He broke the kiss and began to trail kisses down her body, slowly pushing her dress up and over her head. He paused to keep her bunched up dress over her eyes with a smirk.
Chat Noir leaned down and whispered against her ear with a deep purr, “keep your dress right there, purrincess. No peeking.”
She gasped and arched her back, causing her breasts to kiss the air, as he made his way down her body. He placed kisses to each peaked nipple before lapping them with his tongue. She mewled and twisted her body to press each breast more against his wanton mouth. Chat purred and it vibrated against her hard nipples, adding to her pleasure. She gasped and moaned as he slowly placed open-mouthed kisses down her stomach and along her hips. He bit each one with a canine tooth, teasing her and making her raise her hips from the bed. He ran his fingers along her inner thighs, causing her to relax them wide open.
A smirk fell onto his lips and he slowly parted them to lick up her wet folds. She gasped and let out a moan, as he swirled his warm tongue around her swollen clit. Marinette gripped her hands into fists above her head as she raised her hips to bring her pussy closer to his face. Chat softly growled and bit one of her inner thighs, making her gasp.
“Hold still, princess.” Chat licked the spot he had bit, and she shivered.
“Yes, Chaton.” Marinette licked her lips and relaxed again.
He went back to licking up one side of her pussy to the other, lingering on her clit to tease it with a few flicks. She panted and whimpered, as he licked back down to her entrance. He covered her pussy with his warm mouth, dipping his tongue inside and swirling it around. He brought his tongue in and out of her, reaching up to rub circles on her swollen clit with his thumb. She gasped and bucked her hips again, causing him to slam them back down against the mattress.
He gave her pussy one long lick with his tongue before whispering close to her clit, “What did I say about moving those gorgeous hips, purrincess?” He let his lips and vibrate along her clit with a deep purr from his chest. He gave her a quick lick, and she gasped and flung her hands down to grip his cat ears.
Chat took her hands and placed them back above her head to cover her eyes again, interlacing his fingers with hers and rubbing his cock against her pussy. His warm breath feathered along her lips as he spoke close to her, “don’t move, kitten.”
“Sorry, Chaton,” Marinette whispered and rolled her hips to stimulate herself on his wet cock. “I can’t help it. You feel so good.”
Chat smirked and ran a hand down her arm and up along the valley of her breasts to grab her neck. He gently squeezed the sides of her throat and brought his lips dangerously close to her ear, “Tell me again how good I feel, purrincess?”
Marinette whimpered and moaned, licking her lips. “Your huge, smooth, cock feels amazing grazing along my pussy. I want you inside me, railing me hard, and making me scream your name.”
“Tell me again, purrincess,” Chat purred against her ear with a low growl.
“Fuck me and make me scream and beg for more.” Marinette barely got the words out, before he let her go to rip her dress from her arms and grab her hips, flipping her onto her stomach.
She gasped as he yanked her up onto her hands and knees by her hips. He ran his hand up her spine and along the back of her neck to gather her hair into his fist. He shoved her head down against her pillows and grabbed her hip to slam into her from behind. She cried out and moaned, gripping the sheets, as he railed her hard and fast. She slipped a hand between her thighs, teasing her clit with her fingers until her pussy clenched and spasmed around his throbbing cock.
Chat growled and moaned, thrusting into her, and causing the slapping of his hips against her ass to echo around them. Her moans filtered through the room before the screams left her lips as she came with trembling legs. He clenched his teeth and fucked her harder, groaning with each thrust until he felt his own climax approaching. His thighs widened as he felt his pleasure climbing within him.
“Fuck, ah, fuck Marinette… I’m gonna… fuck, cum, ah,” Chat moaned the words past his lips and leaned down to place his hands on either side of her head, thrusting deeper and harder.
The swollen head of his cock brushed against her g-spot. Within moments, both were cumming hard together with her pressed against the mattress and him biting her shoulder. His thrusts slowed down as he panted and licked his lips. He placed kisses along her shoulder before pulling out and sitting back to watch his cum spill from her pulsing pussy.
He purred and ran two fingers along her sensitive folds to catch his cum onto them. He crawled over her and brought his coated fingers to her lips. She hungrily wrapped her fingers around them and sucked, swallowing his cum with a hum in bliss. He hissed past his clenched teeth as he watched her lavish his fingers and clean them. Chat pulled them away and she rolled over and sat up to hungrily kiss him, tugging him back down to the bed to cuddle with him.
Songs I wrote to:
Like No One Does by Jake Scott
Fallin’ All In You by Shawn Mendes
Lucky by Chelsea Cutler and Alexander 23
I See Red by Everybody Loves an Outlaw