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

Adrien + Marinette sin (Not my story)

This fic is called Attractive by ghostlyhamburger if you cant click the link (in the comments) search up Attractive by ghostlyhamburger Archive of Our Own. Enjoy

It started with a simple request. Marinette wanted to try out more aspects of the fashion industry, and one of those was modeling. Adrien was a good friend, he'd be able to help her do an impromptu high concept photoshoot.

She picked some random photos from the internet as inspiration and brought some props over to Adrien's house. His lush mansion was a much better backdrop than her apartment.

They went through a few shots, Adrien directing Marinette on how to pose for maximum effect. She was grateful that she'd been able to start speaking normally around him—it would be a disaster if she still tripped over her words.

That didn't stop her heart from fluttering every time he touched her to guide her into a pose.

They went to his bedroom for a planned shot of Marinette wrapped in a white sheet, illuminated by the sunlight from behind. She was unsure about this, but the reference photo was beautiful, so she stripped down to her underwear and wrapped a sheet around herself.

Adrien took some photos, and Marinette felt beautiful, her hair down and blowing gently from a fan set up nearby. But then he lowered the camera and said, "Uh, Mari?"

"Yeah?" she asked.

"I, uh—the camera can see your underwear through the sheet."

She blushed. "Oh, um...I'll be right back." She crossed his room, still wrapped in the sheet, and walked into his bathroom to change.

Outside, Adrien started to mentally recite physics equations, trying to think about anything other than the half naked cute girl in his room. When she came out of the bathroom, he realized that wasn't a problem anymore—because now there was a fully nude girl in his room.

Marinette was still tightly wrapped in the sheet, but with her hair slightly mussed and the light blush on her cheeks, she looked like she'd just walked out of a movie sex scene. She stood back against the window, and the sunlight illuminated her.

He could see the curve of her breasts, her hips clearly. The camera flashing on the white sheet made the thin covering practically invisible, allowing him to see the rosy circles of her nipples, the dark shadow at the apex of her legs.

He hoped desperately that his pants would hide his erection.

"Marinette," he said, his voice a little lower than usual. "Is it okay if I, uh, move the sheet on you?"

Something about the tone of his voice made her remember that she was naked in Adrien's bedroom. "Uh, o-okay," she responded.

He stepped towards her and carefully draped the sheet, causing folds to cross her breasts and between her thighs, a little bit of censorship for the camera. If his hands brushed against her bare skin, neither of them said anything.

He took a few more shots, then asked, "Can you, uh, move to the bed? I have an idea with the sheet and how you look now, you'll look, um..."

As he tried to find the right words, Marinette smiled gently and walked over to his bed. He directed her to lie down and let her hair splay out on the mattress, and she could only hope that the wetness between her legs wouldn't show on the white sheet.

Adrien took a few more photos. Something wasn't quite right with them, Marinette seemed to be staring past the camera when he wanted to see her face clearly, the sparkle in her eyes she had when she smiled.