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⚠️SEXUAL SCENES⚠️

Marinette
I couldn't do this anymore. I was so upset....but so in love.

I wanted to tell her. Maybe it was time she knew?

What the hell am I thinking?

I lay in the dark and stare at the ceilings above me, thinking about how different Alya is towards me depending on whether she knows my face or not.

I was so mad at her. I needed to talk to her.

I don't know who to do it as though.

I think back to when Alya told me, Ladybug, that she wasn't going to talk to me, Marinette, anymore.

I should approach her as Ladybug. Maybe I will be more calm this time.

We didn't talk much during patrol today so I know something is up. This is the perfect opportunity.

I transformed and secretly snuck outside. Luckily it was late enough that most of the city was asleep.

I just hope she's not sleeping.

I land on the roof next to her house and see her light on. I take a deep breath and quietly climb down to her balcony.

Her curtains are closed but they usually are so I knock anyways.

Not even 2 seconds later, she flings open the curtains and takes a sigh of relief apon seeing my face.

My heart turns warm as she slides open to let me in.

"Hi," she smiles.

"Hey," I reply.

She stares at me, waiting for me to tell her why I'm here. I take that as my signal and walk across the room to sit on her bed. "Guess you're wondering why I'm here," I chuckle awkwardly.

"Not that you're not welcome, but yes I am," she laughs back.

I stare into her eyes as she takes a seat next to me, the warmth of her bare legs burning through my suit.

"I...." I freeze.

"You..."

My face turns red and I feel stuck staring at her.

"Fuck this," I whisper before grabbing her face and kissing her.

She kisses me back almost immediately, us both adjusting our positions to sit more comfortably.

We kiss for 10 seconds before she shoves me against the wall of her bed and she sits on my lap, sinking my heart to my stomach.

My hands trickle their way up to her waist and I cup them with my hands.

I feel her squirm as the cold leather on my gloves touches her warm skin.

My hands start wondering down her waist and to her legs. I grab her behind her knees, pulling her body closer to me.

Her hands fall down from my cheek to my neck and she wraps her fingers around, applying pressure.

I let a small moan slip and I feel her take a deep breath in.

She takes my hand from her thighs and lifts them up to her chest, covering her chest with my them.

My heart is racing, I'm almost sure she can hear it.

I think she notices this because a moment later, she parts her face from mine. "Hold on," she gets up, running to the light switch to turn it off.

The room goes pitch black except for the dim light the moon is shinning in.

She jumps back on to me and holds my face with her hands. "Detransform," she whispers in my ear.

My eyes widen. "What? Why?" I ask her, already knowing the answer.

"I want you to touch me," she admits, her voice so quiet.

"But I already can," I respond, egging her on.

"I want you to actually touch me," she says again, now slowly kissing my neck.

I tense my legs together, trying to keep my composure. Tiny moans escape my mouth as she sucks lightly on my neck.

"I won't look, I promise."

My composure falls apart and I grab her aggressively, us now in switched positions.

I'm hovering over her, kissing her neck, my hands wandering her body.

"Promise you won't look," I ask her, our lips barely apart.

"I like the lights off," she whispers back.

I kiss her again for a moment and get up from on top of her.

I make sure the room is pitch black so that there is no way she would be able to find out with was me.

I cover the moon peak with a pillow of hers on the windowsill.

I detransform and Tikki lands in my hands. "Tikki, please don't be mad but I need you and Trixx to disappear for a while," I whisper to her.

"Why?" she asks, floating up but then seeing Alya waiting for me on the bed.

"Oh. Yep, we're leaving," she says with no questions asked.

I make sure they leave before I return back to an eager Alya.

"So you want me to touch you?" I ask her, while dragging my bare fingers along the skin showing on her waist.

Her skin feels so soft. I haven't felt it before, I've always had to have the suit on.

Looks like a lot more than just the suit is coming off tonight.

She gently placed her hands on my face but doesn't kiss me this time. Her fingers trail don't from my eyes to my collarbones. Letting her touch me, I let my senses take over.

"I wish I knew who you were," she says, her tone sounding sad.

"You will one day, I promise," I comfort her, kissing her.

I spread my legs around her, kissing her slowly and gently.

She puts her hand on my waist and slowly sneaks it up my shirt. She feels my bra and tugs on it, asking for my permission.

We part and I take off my bra, throwing it on the floor as quick as possible.

Her hands goes back and she hesitates before just going with it.

She cups her hands around my boobs, squeezing as chills down go my back.

"Can I?" she whispers, asking my approval.

I lower my head down to her ear. "You can touch me anywhere you want."