Miraculous Sins + Smuts

The Perfect Disguise - Part 2 ~ (Felinette)

Previously ~

Marinette watches with horror as punches are thrown, cataclysm is summoned, and Felix falls to the floor. Adrien, with cataclysm at his palm, thrusts his power towards his cousin.

Marinette rushes from the bed, throwing herself above Felix and clutching onto his neck, burrowing her face into his masculine scent. And the superhero's gloved hand touches her naked back.

Now  - Felix POV ~

Not even cataclysm would've hurt me more than watching her. She sacrificed herself, and I lay here, shock-ridden, immobile, useless-

"Marinette!" I hear Adrien scream - well I suppose Chat Noir. His words are distant while everything seems to slow down all at once. Her face, mere inches from mine, holds no pain, not even as black lines of destruction snake up her backside until they hug her shoulders. 

She's out of breath, her chest slowly respiring above my body. Adrien jumps away, clutching his hand like it'll fall off. 

Her arms give out; she collapses on top of me. 

She doesn't even give her body a chance to feel the unbearable pain, thank God, until she's gone. My purple hands smooth her hair, cradling her corpse and hugging her to my chest. Her bluebell eyes slowly turn gray, and I close her eyelids for her. As if she is a sculpture made of glass, I place her gently on the ground, face up. 

"You are an absolute fool." I whisper to my cousin, shaking my head disapprovingly. My transformation falls. "Be thankful she's Ladybug." I pull her earrings out, throw them to him, and demand him to transform. "Turn into Mister Bug, summon a lucky charm, and fix this!" I scream at his stunned state. 

"What if it doesn't work!" He cries to me, folding his fist around the earrings. 

"It has to," I mutter, "It has to..." 

"Tikki, spots on." Adrien's pinkish glow lights the room, and he summons a charm. I don't care what it is; I don't even bother looking. "Miraculous Mister Bug!" I close my eyes and hold my breath. Our hands are locked together, her's rigid against mine. But then it twitches, and my breath leaves me. 

Marinette slowly blinks her eyes, taking in the light. "Where am I?" she says. "Who are you guys? He looks funny." She points her index finger at Mister Bug, her husband. 

"Marinette, my name is Felix Graham De Vanily, this is Mister Bug, a superhero that helped save you. He was just taking his leave." Adrien's eyes shoot to mine, telling me this is his house, in which he nearly just killed his wife...permanently at least. 

"Thank you, Mister Bug. Are you my boyfriend?" She asks, turning to me. Her head motions to our naked states; I'm pretty sure she's connecting the dots. What do I say? Do I tell her no, and let her think I did something terrible to her? Or say yes, and make Adrien throw a fit? Would it really be a bad thing if I told her yes? 

"Yes, babe, you just had an accident and I asked Mister Bug to aid." I see him clench his fists from my peripheral vision. His gaze grows hot with rage, and when I turn to him, I beckon him outside with my head. "Give us a moment." I say to Marinette.

I close the door gently behind me. "You are going to leave. Go move in with your whore. File for divorce." 

He scoffs, "You have little right to tell me what to do, cousin." 

"You assaulted your wife-"

"She got in the way!"

"Keep your voice down, Emma is asleep." I bring my hands to my groin, shielding it from his view. Not that he was looking. 

"I'm not going to divorce her because you told me to." 

"Fine, then do it for the slut warming your second bed." That shuts him up, his jaw going tight. 

"What about my daughter?" He asked solemnly. 

"That child isn't yours. She never has been." Those identical green eyes across from mine blow wide. 

"What the hell do you mean? Whose is she then?" 

"You think this is the first time I've done this, cousin? You think this is the first time I've slept with your wife? Emma is my blood. That blonde hair of hers is mine. So go back to your bed-warmer and cry about it." I turn around then, leaving him in the dust. 

Marinette's sitting on the bed with her legs crossed when I enter. She looks so poised and refreshed, like an angel born anew. 

"There you are," she giggles, spreading her legs on the bed for me. 

"Honey...don't give unless you can take." I walk to the end of the bed, right before her, and pull her towards me. I grip onto her thighs while I spread them apart. Then I grind my cock against her naked center. 

Her breathing turns ragged, short, sloppy breaths. She reaches in between us, grabbing my shaft and dragging it over her clit as we grind. A moan escapes, then another and another, until she's crying with need, digging her head into the mattress. 

"You want me?" I ask, already knowing her answer. 

"Please, yes, please..." She guides my tip lower, spreading her folds for me and circling her entrance with my dick. Then she tugs, pulling my head inside of her. 

"Oh fuck," I curse, biting my bottom lip. She's so much tighter than last time. "That's it, baby," I praise as she wraps her legs around my hips. With my hands on her thighs, I push them higher. She mewls from the angle change, and I can feel her pussy contracting around my shaft. 

"Faster," a simple command that I follow instantly. I press my right hand onto her lower abdomen, a little trick I learned through the years. My hips drill into her, pistoning my cock deep inside her cunt, so deep I don't think it'd take long to get her pregnant again. 

I bring my other hand to her clit, circling my thumb around her bundle. She squirms beneath my touch, bucking her hips against my finger. 

"You like that, don't you?" She nods her head fervently. I flick it a few times, noting the way she jolts from the pleasure. 

"Felix," I look down at her, "tell me how it feels." A tremor shoots down my spine, and I groan at the feeling. "How does it feel to fuck me?" Okay...this is new. 

"Really fucking good, Mari." I say, sweat breaking out on my skin. 

"I need details. Tell me exactly what you feel." She squeezes my cock for emphasis. 

"I feel your soaking pussy taking every single inch of my thick cock. I feel your inner walls vibrating with desire for me. I can feel how badly you want me, how badly you want my come inside of this needy pussy." She squeezes me again. "Fuck, I can feel it every time you do that. You pull my cock deep inside you, like this pussy can't get enough of me." My eyes turn into fire, my heated gaze burning her skin from the lust within them. 

"You wanna know what I feel?" She bites her lips for me, soothing it with her tongue. That tongue I so badly want gliding against my dick. 

"Tell me what you feel, baby." I begin pounding into her faster; the bed frame beats against the wall behind it. 

"Oh God! I-I feel your tip leaking precum, coating my walls with it. Your cock's basically pulsing with your orgasm. I feel every inch of your swollen head touching my cervix. It's so desperate to breed me, isn't it? You want to fill my pussy, don't you?" 

My eyes nearly roll back. I nod my head. 

"Then fill me, Felix." I fold over her, my head centimeters from her breasts while I thrust until I spend myself inside of her. She takes everything until it begins to spill onto the sheets. 

Her gasp is my only warning before her cunt squeezes me again, this time with her orgasm flooding around my shaft.

"Hands down the best sex I've ever had." I say against her nipple before sucking it into my mouth briefly. Her exhausted body writhes against me. 

"I want a bath." She announces. 

"Why don't we take one together, then I can show you our daughter."