My favorite Smut/Fluff parts from different Miraculous Ladybug fanfictions!

Adrien + Marinette Sin (not my story)

Last chapter for the night i didn't realize it was fucking 1 IN THE MORNING. Anways... Story is called Come with me (pun intend) by lulemon08. Its prn without a plot every chapter is sinful. Link will be in the comments (unless my dumbass will forget) enjoy❤️

When Marinette and Adrien walked into class that day, hands clasped and making idle conversation, the first thing they noticed was the change in seats. Throughout the years, the four had stayed in the same general seats, Adrien and Nino in front of Marinette and Alya. But now, Nino had moved up and was now sitting next to Alya, who was now in Marinette's former seat.

The couple looked at each other with confusion until Adrien just shrugged and began making his way to his seat. Marinette followed behind him and shot Alya a questioning look, she didn't even need to speak for Alya to know what she was asking.

"Nino and I thought, since you guys are dating now and we're dating," She motioned to her boyfriend, "it only makes sense for you and Sunshine to sit together and I sit with my boy here." She spoke as if it was the simplest and most logical thing. Marinette wouldn't complain. She might have trouble paying attention to the lesson, but what's love without a little sacrifice?

Adrien could not stop thinking about Marinette, everything was her, he thought about everything they've done together and what they did as Chat and Marinette. Being able to do that with her as his superhero alter ego still made him hot. Honestly everything about his girlfriend made him hot.

As they both slide into their seats, Adrien couldn't help but bring his arm around her and tug her closer to him. She blushed at the movement, but allowed him to pull her. When she felt his lips on her cheek, she turned her head to look at him. When she looked at him, he took that opportunity to press a kiss to her lips.

Marinette melted into the impromptu kiss, even now, she struggled to believe this was even reality. Maybe it was all a dream, she dreamed Chat was Adrien and she was dating Adrien while fucking both side of him. Yup. Dream.

The kiss was sweet and she could feel the hand around her shoulders begin to play with her loose hair. It all seemed very innocent, until she felt his other hand, hidden by the desk, begin to caress up and down her thigh. Their lips moved together in a dance, he tilted his head to deepen the kiss. This boy was insatiable. If her face wasn't pressed up against the boy's, she would roll her eyes at him.

She pulled away from the blonde at the sound of her best friend clearing her throat, which was when she noticed the teacher walking in. Adrien then turned towards the front as well, both slightly out of breath from having their lips pressed together for so long. He removed his arm from her shoulders, but stayed pressed against her side, even as he moved to get his notes.

His hand on her thigh also didn't move and he just gripped her and left light touches. Marinette wasn't sure she was breathing, especially when his hand moved higher, she couldn't pay attention to the teacher or anything other than the heat coming from the boy next to her.

Adrien was so warm and his presence served to comfort her and unnerve her at the same time. She could feel her panties getting increasingly wet just by his touch as he moved higher on her thigh.

Adrien felt his own arousal stirring in his jeans. He really wished he wasn't in class right now, or else he would push her against the desk and bury himself into her. He couldn't help but think of the sounds he knew she would make, the things she made him feel.

He almost groaned out loud as he continued to think about his girlfriend naked and at his fingertips. Adrien unconsciously gripped Marinette harder, his fingers resting next to the crest between her legs.

Marinette began squirming in her seat, rubbing her leg together to try finding some relief. Adirens hand stayed pressed against her upper thigh and he didn't move, except for the caress of his thumb. His hand had a strong presence, but his touch was gentle and she could easily remove his touch if she wanted. She didn't.