Chat Noir X Reader: The Muse

Chapter 68: Les Adieux

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A/N: Behold, the chapter with the last smut scene of The Muse. I might've increased the depraved level a bit so we could end it with a bang. A very hard bang. If you don't think it's that bad, welcome to the club :)

That aside, thank you all for the heartfelt messages during the past few days. I can't even begin to comprehend how this story has touched so many people and became a part of their lives. It's mindblowing to me. I think I'll never get used to this nice, warm feeling, hah. Thank you ❤ I won't say much more because I'll leave it to the final chapter!

enjoy! :)

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It was dawn. Or at least your internal clock thought it was.

You didn't know if you and Blanc had slept too much or if Manon hadn't slept at all, but before you could even try to destroy the collar, Hawkmoth contacted Blanc and ordered him to meet her.

"She'll notice your bell is missing," you rasped as Blanc got dressed.

"I'll come up with an excuse." He didn't sound worried.

"Maybe I should go too?" You sat up on the bed. "What if she tortures you?"

"Relax, mon amour." He grabbed your hands. "She probably just wants to check what we're doing. I'll make sure to be very descriptive when she asks."

His tone was playful, calling you to join in, but your worry wouldn't let you. "Be careful." You brought his hands to your lips and dropped a kiss on them, wishing that it'd protect him from Manon somehow. "If she hurts you, I'll barge into the room and get you out by force."

Blanc purred and rubbed his face against your neck. "Now I want her to hurt me just to see that."

"Don't." You pulled him back by his hair until you could see his face. A breathy chuckle left his lips. You lay a kiss near his mouth. "I'm the only one that can hurt you."

The purring got more intense. Blanc pounced on you and pressed you against the mattress, his mouth seeking yours hungrily. Before you could wrap your arms around him and hold him there, safe, away from Manon, he pulled back.

"I'll be back soon." He kissed your forehead before leaving you alone in the room.

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A familiar figure walked through the door carrying a breakfast tray.

"Nathalie!" You put your sketchbook on the bed and took a good look at her, checking for any injuries or signs of Hawkmoth's punishment. Despite the darker circles under her eyes, she looked fine. "Did they hurt you for helping me?"

"No," she said as she put the tray on your lap. "They said I'm not allowed to visit Gabriel, but I'm going anyway. I'll just tell them my useless mind made me forget."

A small smile curled her lips and you found yourself smiling as well as you began to eat. Your upset stomach complained, but you ignored it. You had to eat something before your increasing anxiety could do more damage to it.

"I met Blanc today," Nathalie said. "He said the plan is going smoothly."

Your fork froze mid-air. "Did he say anything else?" You could only hope he hadn't shared anything embarrassing.

The mischievous look in Nathalie's eyes told you otherwise. "He showed me various marks that you left on his body like they were trophies."

You groaned and tried to hide your face behind your hand. "I can't believe this."