Release

Chapter 2

A/N: Mature themes, sexual content.
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Adrien was frustrated with himself. He had been going over Marinette's house as Chat noir for the past two weeks, and the furthest they got with the deal was a small make out session. He was frustrated sexually and mentally, mad that he was thinking about his time in the girls room during school hours.

He was currently working on some worksheet that the teacher had given him, but he couldn't help but try to sneak glances at the blue-eyes girl behind him. He found it strange that she looked like such an innocent girl to everyone's eyes, but was actually trying to get it on with Chat in the sheets.

He had been wanting to take it a little further and try the neck kissed that he's seen on the erotic romance movies he's watched. All in all, he wanted to try and give Marinette her first hickey.

Marinette payed no mind to the boy in front of her, she could only dream of what a romantic life with him would be like. She didn't know that the guy she was currently trying to get it on with was actually right in front of her.

She sighed, finishing her work and then getting up from her chair, walking towards her teacher, and placing the completed worksheet down. The teacher smiled at her, taking the finished paper away, and setting it in her stack of ungraded papers.

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Marinette sat in her room, trying to read another chapter of the book, Release. She wasn't able to read it the past two weeks because of her duties as Ladybug. It had taken most of her time, along with the black cat that would show up and stay on her room for about half an hour.

After reading another chapter of the book, she found herself a bit turned on. It was like she could feel the vivid descriptions happening to her. It was another quiet day in Paris, so for once she was actually excited to read more of her dirty book. She laid down in the bed, getting in a comfortable position with her stomach facing the ceiling, and began to read again.

It was about 30 minutes u til the black cat showed up. Marinette didn't really want him here, since she was feeling hot and bothered from the book, but she didn't mind having his company this time. She was actually curious on what he would want to try today. They had only gotten as far as kisses and small make out sessions, they had not gone as far as the scenes in the book she was reading.

"Hey Princess." The Kitty let himself into the room, and laid down beside her.

Marinette gave little acknowledge to him, she wanted to finish the chapter that she was on, and she didn't want him getting in the way. She was so deep into the book that she could imagine the sinful actions happening to herself.

Chat glanced over to the book, wondering what his Princess was reading now. She seemed so focused that he actually felt bad for coming into her room. "Can I try something?" He suddenly asked her, finding himself a little bored.

Marinette just let out a soft "mmhm." With a nod. She didn't really care what he was going to do. She just wanted to read her book.

Chat propped his head up using his elbow and his hand, then brought his other hand across Marinette's neck. He was trying to go off what he had seen in the movies, and right now it seemed like it was pretty spot on. He watched as the girl's breath caught in her throat, her eyes trying to focus on the book instead of the feathery touch on her throat.

He slightly used his thumb to gently move her head to the side, allowing him to attack her delicious looking neck. He unknowingly moved his leg over and in between both of hers.

"What are you trying to-." She paused when she felt his lips lightly pepper her neck, before he firmly latched on, giving it a gentle suck. Her eyes were now no longer focused on the book? But instead focused on Chat's movements. She took in a deep breath, then moved her arm that was closer to chat around his head, her hand slightly moved to his hair, beginning to tug.

The sensation on her neck went straight down to core.

"Chat..." she mumbled, she couldn't moan since she knew that her parents were down stairs. His hand that was once propping her neck, began to move down lower, while his lips moved in the opposite direction.

"Mari?" He said breathlessly. She moved her neck to give him more access. "Can I touch you?" He continued his breathless kiss attack to her neck, awaiting her answer.

She nodded, because she knew that if she tried to talk, it would come off as a moan. And she didn't want to alert her parents. The Kitty took her nods as a go ahead. His hands quickly went low enough to raise the oversized shirt that she had on. It was then that he realized she was only wearing an oversized shirt and som spandex.

It caused his eyes to dart towards the thin material. He could see the dip of her v-line, and her thick thighs that look ravishing. He felt the thing in his leathers pants pulse as he looked at the view. Although it was hard to see because he was still peppering her neck with kisses, he saw it as clear as day.

He didn't want to move to fast though and end up making her uncomfortable, so he slowly guided his hands up her shirt, and to her plump breast. He was surprised when he didn't feel a bra, and instead just a straight lump of skin.

Marinette gasped at the feeling, bringing her hand on top of his. It felt good to be touched not only on the neck, but on her swelling breast. She felt core began to wet in anticipation.

"Kitty, that feels so... good..." she whisper moaned, making that Cat's ear point straight up, and his face become coated with a bright blush. He loved the sound of her breathy moan in her ears. He felt the bulge in his pants become a lot tighter, causing him to jump back from the girl. "Something wrong?" She asked, bringing her shirt back down to hide the rest of her body.

"Well." He said quietly. "I just needed to stop before we went to far." In reality, he didn't want his arrousal to get in the way of his decision making. He usually was able to have control over his body, but it seemed that when he was with Marinette, his body took control of him instead.

"Oh." She said, grabbing the book and placing it under her pillow. She felt awkward now, and the problem that she had down there wasn't really helping. She was very arroused, and the throbbing wouldn't stop. She grabbed her phone that was still somehow on the edge of the bed, and started to fumble around with it.

When she saw a text from her ex, she softly smiled. Chat was curious, what could make a girl like that grin so much? He snatched her phone away, quickly reading the screen. When he saw the name, Luka, in bright white and blue, he felt his insides squirm with an unfamiliar distaste.

He had never had a problem with Luka before, but somehow, he now did. Maybe it was because Marinette had just gotten done getting neck kissed from him, and it annoyed him that she was talking to another boy right after. What is this feeling? He asked himself, sighing and giving her phone back.

"It's rude to take someone's possessions!" She whisper yelled, yanking the phone back into her chest. He found her words ironic.

"Did you want to try something else?" He asked, rolling his eyes.

She glared at him, wondering why he had such a sudden mood change. He was the one who wanted to stop them from going to far, in her eyes, nothing was really her fault. "Well if you're going to be such a Debby downer then why don't you just leave?" She said harshly. If he was going to push his mood onto her, then she would do it back.

"You know what, you're right." He said, getting up from the bed. He couldn't figure out how they were pleasing each other one second, then annoying each other the next.

"Are you not going to tell me why you're so mad?" She asked. Her question annoyed Chat even further. How could she ask that after she said I should leave? He thought. He ignored her, then opened up her trapdoor, and hopped away.

Marinette stared in disbelief. She knew he had heard her question, which was aggravating in itself. Why was he so mad all of a sudden?! She asked herself. She didn't even do anything mean. He was the one to initiate the contact, and he was also the one to end it. So virtually, nothing could be deemed her fault.

The girl crossed her arms and then blushed, remembering the fluttering sensation she had felt just minutes earlier. She rolled her eyes, then remembered that she had got a text from Luka.

"Wanna hang?" She read out loud.
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A/N: who do you think will crack first? Marinette, or Adrien?