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Adrien leaned back, deceptively relaxed as he kept his eyes fixed on the screen.
Marinette, the devilish minx, didn't even pretend she was watching anything else. Her eyes were locked on his face. Her hand was in his boxers. Stroking him roughly, just the way he liked. He whined wordlessly.
Her fingers skillfully used his precum to lubricate her efforts as Adrien's face flushed. He tried to grab her hand, only to have his hand taken hostage. His cock hardened, ready.
Marinette leaned in, bit his ear, and demanded.
"Come for me."
Like the good kitty he was, he did.