(BTW!! They're 18 in this, forgot to mention, they're all 18!!! They just graduated while being 18 so yeah...)
I can't believe this is happening. She's moaning my name softly in my ear and circling her hips against my crotch unintentionally. My breathy grunts don't go unnoticed to Marinette, she comments on them calling them cute.
Our bare bodies against each other, our undergarments being the only things that remain on our bodies. The rapid and spontaneous kissing instantly fill my entire body with butterflies that I can't explain, my body is hot from all the excitement in my lower region and I can feel it doing the same to her body too. Our lips move in sync, both of us trying to keep up the pace of the other so we don't loose contact.
When we pull for air, I realize the heavy blush on Marinette's cheeks. I chuckle a bit, making her blush deepen. "What's so funny?" I can't help but kiss her gently, I reassure her that I'm not laughing at her but just at how cute she is. She rolls her eyes, as we linger in the comfortable silence just looking at each other, thoughts pop into my head the one's I'm not suppose to have. "We...we don't have to go all the way if you don't want to. We can stop here if you're tired, I know it's the middle of the night and we did have a very eventful day today so you should honestly rest up. I wouldn't want you to feel pressured to make-out with me just because you feel that that's what I want-" I'm interrupted by her lips on my neck. Gently pressing light kisses onto my sensitive sweet spot, I quietly moan a breathy sigh as I try to think but my mind is mush. "Stop worrying, I want to do this. I promise," she says in between kisses. I lean my head to the side so she has more access to my neck. My left side tingles, her kisses are so light and gentle like being tickle by a feather of pleasure.
She stops. Admiring the soft red spots on my neck like she admires her sewing work. I feel frozen under her gaze. She giggles at my stillness and kisses my lips to pull me from my trance. I try my best to kiss her without seeming awkward or uninterested. "What's up?" I blink, realizing I'm doing exactly what I didn't want to happen. "N-nothing, I'm just...I'm just really flustered. I feel confident when I'm in control but when you take over I just don't know what to do,' I admit. It's true, when she leads I feel so jittery in the best way possible. "Do you feel threatened that I can be more dominant than you?" she teases. I raise an eyebrow, rather than telling her I want to show her that I can be dominant if I want. We're adults now, I shouldn't be this flustered and awkward when kissing Marinette now. I lead our kiss, holding a hand on her lower back and pushing her into me to deepen the kiss and to bring pleasure back to my groin.
My temptation is getting worse and worse, I want us to be one with each other, my hardened member becoming unbearably hard. I don't know how I've lasted this long without even touching myself to relieve the my burning desire between my legs.
Marinette finally feels my hard-on, she asks how long have I been like this. I tell her I honestly don't even know so she then reaches a hand into my boxers, grabbing my member harshly causing me to moan out a throaty grunt. She tightens her grasp on my member, slowly running her finger over my tip in a painfully slow manner. I subconsciously buck my hips close to her hand to palm me harder. Marinette gets the message, jumping down from the counter and gently pushing me against it. Marinette relieves me of my clothing and takes me in her hand, pumping up and down with a tight grip while our lips connect again.
The euphoric feeling, I stable myself by grasping the counter that I lean on desperately bucking my hips closer into her hand as I get closer and closer to the edge. I whimper for her to go faster as I get closer, she obliges. Speeding up the pace of her hand as my shaky broken breathy sighs escape my lips as I begin to close my eyes from her touch. "I-I'm close~" Is all I can manage, nothing can compare to this feeling, the feeling she gives me romantically, physically and sexually.
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I slowly push in, Marinette shuts her eyes as she tries to adjust to my size, while I try not to release just from finally being inside her. She holds my forearm firmly, adjusting to the pain. When she gives me the 'ok' to move, I listen, slowly thrusting my hips making sure to not be too aggressive just yet.
As I pick up speed her moans begin to get louder, she covers her mouth in embarrassment while her cheeks become a bright shade of red. I chuckle a bit. "Don't. I wanna hear you, Marinette." Marinette throws her head back, I grab her leg and throw it over my shoulder trying to go in deeper. I can tell she likes it, her eyes roll back as she tries to contain herself. I force us into a kiss to help her with the embarrassment, she pulls me in closer to her chest. I can feel a blush form on my face when I realize I'm seeing her naked. Completely exposed. Our chests together as our lips dance in sync.
Marinette grabs my free hand and places on her breast in reassurance that it's ok to look, I know she's insecure about her size but I genuinely think their perfect in every way. She places my hand down and squeezes it with a smirk before moaning a breathy sigh as we pull out of our kiss. I don't know what to do, I've seen them before, I've touched them before, even accidentally but in this situation I don't know what to do.
Marinette realizes my hesitation, "It's ok, I give you permission. I trust you," she says in between moans. I pick up the pace on my thrusts and softly knead her breasts with my free hand, my pace quickens and her whimpers get louder. I hope this isn't a dream.
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My Wildest Dreams...|| A Miraculous Ladybug Fanfiction|| Adrienette||
FanfictionA story told in Adrien/Chat Noir's perspective on everything, a day in his life as a hero and as an insecure model but everything changes with one dream... Mature scenes/strong language.... They are aged up!!!!