THIS FANFIC IS A VIDEO GAME ADAPTION FROM THE STORY PRIVATE PRACTICE BY SAMANTHA BECK ON AN APP CALLED CHAPTERS. IT'S ALSO AN ACTUAL BOOK SO GO CHECK HER OUT.
The man of Marinette's dream just became single for the first time in forever. Problem i...
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Adrien's hand made it's way between my knees.
"What are you doing?"
"What do you think I'm doing?" He smirked. "I'm making a point."
"Making a point? All I said was that I wasn't like Clara Nightingale. That I need all the enhancements." I said casually.
What is he trying to prove?
He eases his hand under my knee and runs it slowly along my calf, lifting my leg in the process.
"You're expanding your horizons, remember?"
Is he going to......right here in the restaurant?
I bite my lip nervously as he continues down my leg.
" I ordered a how- to guide so I can figure out what I need to learn and, you know....."
I trail off when he curls his fingers around my delicate ankle and removed my strappy high-heeled sandal.
"I wanted to study, so I'd be prepared." I added pathetically.
"Let me get this straight, you decided you want more action and adventure in your sex life, so first thing you do is buy a book and study up ? Doesn't that strike you as ironic?"
He runs his thumb slowly along my arch, applying just enough pressure to make me let out a small moan. I struggle to get words out.
"I-i-it's.....logical?"
"Logical, huh?"
He seemed to be struggling to keep a straight face.
"Geez Adrien, don't hurt yourself. Go ahead and laugh, but I honestly don't see what's so funny." I retorted getting annoyed.
"If I want to improve at something, I learn as much as I can about the topic and then put what I've learned into practice." I continued. "Why approach this any differently?"
I guess he couldn't reign it in anymore because he burst out laughing. My cheeks flushed in embarrassment and I try tugging my foot free, but he held on.
"Simmer down, Doc. I'm about to show you why I find this so damn funny." He said.
With that, he placed my foot in between his legs.
There's no way I could miss the highly compelling evidence supporting his argument.
"You do this to me just the way you are. No fancy underwear or how- to book needed." He whispered, smirking devilishly.
My eyes widen as I felt his hard member through his pants against my bare toes. I felt the blush creeping up.
"I'm sure it's just the wine and candlelight." I whispered back. Pathetic excuse, I know.
