Alya knocked at the Door of Marinette's house and was greeted by Sabine.
"Good afternoon Alya, are you looking for Marinette?" She smiled.
Alya nodded. "Is she home?"
Sabine stepped aside to let Alya into the house.
"Yes, she's just up in her room with Adrien."
"Adrien!" Alya jumped back a little. Marinette never told her that she was going to spend time with Adrien!
Sabine nodded. "You can just head on up there, I'm sure they won't mind the company.
Marinette would so hear from her later for not telling her about hanging out with Adrien, but for now she needed details. Getting into reporter mode, she made her way up the stairs leading to the trapdoor, but stopped before she could open it. From above her there she could hear a series of thumps followed by heavy breathing.
"Is that...all you've got..." she heard Marinette's voice say between gasps of breath. "I may be an amateur...but I can take more than this."
"Only if you've got the stamina for it," came Adrien's voice, sounding not nearly as out of breath as Marinette was.
The thumping grew faster and more intense in a rhythmic manner.
Thump, thump, thump, thump.
Alya's face formed into a look of horror. Should she be listening to this?
"Get ready, I'm going to start thrusting even harder now," Adrien's voice said.
"Don't even think of holding out on me," Marinette replied.
The sounds continued for what seemed forever, then, with one final and loud thump, the noises stopped and all that could be heard was both of their heavy breathing. Marinette struggled to form words in between her panting.
"You're...amazing."
A light laugh came from Adrien. "It comes with practice."
There was a pause before Adrien spoke up again.
"You ready for round two?"
"You bet!" Marinette sounded more than a little excited.
With that the thumping sounded up again.
The front door being opened could be heard from the kitchen and Sabine poked her head out only to see Alya hastily escaping the house, a panicked look on her face.
"Leaving already?" She asked.
"Yeah..." Alya replied. "I'll just leave them to...whatever they're doing."
With that she scurried out the door and slammed it behind her. Sabine stared at the closed door for a moment with a confused look on her face, then made her way to the staircase leading to Marinette's room. She pushed open the trap door and placed a plate of croissants on the floor beside her.
"How's it going?"
The two stopped what they were doing and stared at her. Marinette pulled the fencing mask she had on off of her face, sweat glistening on her forehead.
"Great! I never knew I would enjoy fencing this much!" Her cheeks turned pink as she cast a glance over at Adrien. "Thanks for teaching me."
"No problem," he replied, giving her a smile.
"Well you two have fun," Sabine said, closing the trap door as they went back to fencing.
