Sweet Tooth: A Miraculous Ladybug Fanfiction

Ch 8: Ice Cream

"AYO!" Nino yells out, startling the other two out of their sexually frustrated trance as Alya pauses the video.

"What the fuck you doing with his finger?!" Nino asks Marinette, his expression being one of shock and amusement.

They look at Alya to see her smirking at the two, making them both blush a bright red.

"What, my girlfriend can't suck on my finger if she wants to?" Adrien asks them, not taking his finger out of Marinette's mouth. Marinette's blush grows a dark red at his words, still too freaked out about what is happening to make a move. 'I wasn't planning on sucking his finger! His stupid.. stupid.. damn, look at those hands...'

"It's usually not something done in public.." Alya answers, arching a brow as neither the bluenette nor the blond make a single move.

"Stop sucking his finger!" Nino cries out, making both teenagers laugh as Adrien pulls his finger out of Marinette's mouth with a "pop!".

"Gah! It's like a soft porn I never, ever wanted to watch!"

"Aww, I'm sorry guys! Are we too cringey for you to be around? Too sexual in front of you?" Marinette asks the brunette's, smirking with Adrien as they watch their jaws drop.

"Oh no..."

"Don't tell me."

"Hey, that reminds me! Adrien, you promised me some fun tonight!.." Marinette pouts playfully, doing her very best not to laugh or die from embarrassment, she was stuck between the two.

Adrien struggles to keep himself calm as he hears the slight whine in Marinette's voice, making something in him shiver. 'It's all part of the game, Adrien. Just play along with the plan! The plan she started! Her twisted, amazing, delicious plan.. so sweet.. nbdjsjev..'

"Mari baby, you gotta be patient. Our friends want to spend some time with us. I'll try some of your cake later."

"Oh God, please no..!"

"Don't do this! I know we're French and all, but don't!"

"But I want you to try the cake now.." She purrs out, giggling flirtatiously as she draws a circle on his chest with her index finger lightly.

He gulps at the look she gives him, remembering their deal from before they entered Nino's home.

***

"A game?"

"A game.." She nods in reply, waiting for his response.

"What do you have in mind?" He asks her, arching a brow as she smirks mischievously.

"It's been almost three years of Nino and Alya flirting in front of us, dragging us to their dates, making sexual jokes with each other.. Now we have, at the very least, three months to be able to get revenge." She starts, making him smirk back.

'I'm definitely hoping for longer than three months Princess..'

"Continue.."

"So.. how 'bout we start tonight?"

She looks at the box in her hands, already forming a script for them to go off of in her head.

"In this box is a cake, a cake I'm pretty sure I designed.."

"Uh huh?"

"So, when the time is right, let me start the flirtatious conversation that will bring them hell. You just say stuff about the cake, but make it sound more metaphorical than literal."