Adrien
I can't help slamming the door to my bedroom when I enter. I'm pissed, pissed at myself for acting like such an idiot. It took all my control to not continue what we had going once we entered the privacy of the dressing room.
And I'm pissed off that I didn't do a better job at hiding how badly I wanted to continue. I've never felt like that. I'm sure my struggle was obvious, as she stood a few feet away from me in just her bra and panties. It would of been so easy to continue. Two steps and I would be in front of her, but I couldn't do that.
I'd go further, all the way in fact, and I can't make that decision for her. She controls this relationship, she controls me. But I need her to say it, to ask for it, to give me permission to finally have my way with her.
She's shy about it, understandably, but I won't let myself do anything more unless she wants it. Call it my constant need to be polite or some form of pretentious crave to have her call the shots.
I drop my bag on the floor, flipping the shower on and setting the water to the coldest setting. I need something to calm me down. I want her so badly, and it pisses me off that I can't allow myself to take the next step for her.
The rest of the night goes by painfully slow. It's Saturday, and Mari said she'd see me tomorrow, but I want to see her now. I want to apologize, to.. I don't even know, hug her? Kiss her? Touch her, if she'll let me.
With a loud sigh, I head downstairs to grab some cheese for plagg, with full intentions of transforming to visit her in a little bit.
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Superheroes & Sweethearts
FanfictionRewrite of 'Paris', on my old account - Adrien and Marinette are finally in their senior year of high school, and with a new school year, comes new feelings. Although their superhero identities are still unknown to each other, what happens when Lad...
