𝑅𝑜𝑦𝑎𝑙 𝐴𝑡𝑡𝑟𝑎𝑐𝑡𝑖𝑜𝑛𝑠 || 𝑀𝑖𝑟𝑎𝑐𝑢𝑙𝑜𝑢𝑠 𝐿𝑎𝑑𝑦𝑏𝑢𝑔

Eggs with a side of toast and shame.

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"You're the light, you're the night
You're the color of my blood
You're the cure, you're the pain
You're the only thing I wanna touch..."

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I stare down at Adrien, my eyes as wide as saucers and my mouth agape like a stunned fish.

He stares back at me cooly, his dampened hair stuck to his forehead and his brows furrowing. I feel his hands tighten around my waist nicely, they fit around me perfectly as if they were meant to be there. I didn't quite understand this, all of it. The way I felt, the position we were in and the way he was staring up at me.

"What are you doing?" He whispers lowly that his voice is almost drowned out by the clashing of the bubbling water.

I swallow the huge lump in my throat pursing my lips out. "W- what?" I stutter, when do I ever stutter?! But really, us being in such close proximity right now, me straddling him, his arms around me. How could I not? And why was I allowing this?

"You. What are you doing? You're just there, making me feel things without even doing anything. Things that I can't even comprehend myself." He breaths out and his warm breath fans my face.

I slowly reach out to grab onto his shoulders. "I don't believe this is appropriate mister prince." I say as a joke and partially of as a warning. If he felt things he didn't like feeling then we should stop wherever that was happening.

I suck in a breath when I feel his fingers slip underneath my nightgown and brush against my upper thighs. "I don't think you want it to be appropriate, Marinette." The way my name rolled off his tongue sent me on a new high.

What were we doing? Should I stop this before it got out of control?

"Do you?" He asks, his dark turned eyes connect with mine, seeking an answer. I look toward his soft looking lips then back up to him.

If I was about to do what I was about to do then I'd definitely have to blame it on the wine. And I will blame it on the wine tomorrow, the next day and the next.

My hands slowly trail up unto the strong dips of muscle in his arms until their locked firmly around his neck. I then shake my head, "No." I say.

That was the only answer Adrien needed before he pounced. In a matter of seconds I was pushed flush against his bare chest, my nipples hard and brushing up against him. And his lips coming down on the side of my neck.

My fingers go up and sink into his hair, getting tangled along the way as he leaves behind kisses at my neck. The kisses are wet, sweet, teasing and promising something bigger. I'd never felt anything like it and I couldn't help but to let a soft moan escape my lips.

Adrien's hand slips out of my nightgown and comes up from my thigh and around the back of my neck. He pulls my head back and to the side, giving himself more room to pepper his love kisses everywhere. My jaw, neck, shoulders.

I moan into the cold night air as he licks at a certain spot behind my ear. Then he moves back, we're staring into eachothers eyes and I watch as his eyes look to my lips before looking back at me. Then we're both moving close and closer until his nose is touching the tip of mine.

His hand trails down the inner dip of my back, then suddenly his hands are under my nightgown again, trailing up and up slowly and slower against my skin. His fingers feel like fire lighting me up with each second they stayed on me.