Chat Noir X Reader: The Muse

Chapter 25: Ch. 10: The Birth of Venus (Chat's/Adrien's POV)

The pink energy coming from Ladybug's yoyo hit Chat and the unconscious artist in his arms. He watched as the gray tones left her skin and she went back to normal. A relieved smile made its way to his lips. She was safe now. But he didn't have much time to admire her face as they were on the base of a broken statue, which would be soon fixed by Ladybug's power. He jumped off the base as the broken part hovered in the air.

"How is she?" Ladybug walked over to him as he put the artist on the ground, under the shadow of a tree.

"Unconscious for now." Chat caressed the girl's face, but she didn't move.

"I'll wait with her, you can go," Ladybug said.

Chat looked at her like she had grown another head. "What are you talking about? I'm not leaving her."

Ladybug gave him a side smirk. "I don't think you want anyone else, especially the upcoming reporters, to see that." She motioned with her head to the lower part of his body.

He looked down and his whole face flushed in a second. The outline of his erection was clear through the tight suit. Well, merde. He had forgotten how revealing the suit could be.

Chat got up with a quick movement and moved his crotch away from Ladybug's amused eyes. Even if his face was burning with embarrassment, he couldn't be mad at himself. Of course he had gotten hard, with the artist rubbing herself all over him and saying those things while he was pinned down.

He cleared his throat, snapping away from his thoughts. "I'll... I'll go inside," he said, pointing to the main building.

"Good choice." Ladybug smiled while crouching down to put the artist's head on her lap.

Chat bit his lip as a wave of jealousy hit him. He wanted to be the one doing that so bad, but he knew he couldn't. Not right now, anyway.

He shook his head and readied his baton. He closed his eyes for a brief moment, the friction of the suit on his sensitive skin making his head spin, and ran.

He jumped through an open window and entered an empty classroom, chest heaving. Because of the attack, there was almost no one inside the building. It made things easier for him, and he was glad. Thanks to his erection, it was difficult to concentrate on anything else.

He went into a bathroom on the second floor, where he had transformed when he first heard the commotion. His backpack was hidden there, and luckily he had a piece of Camembert inside of it. He always kept one in there for emergencies, although the strong smell was the price to pay.

As soon as he closed the door, his ring began to beep in a crescendo and he transformed back to his civilian self.

Adrien caught Plagg, who almost passed out in his hands as he left the ring.

"That was..." Plagg said in a weak voice. "Great."

Adrien snorted. "Yeah, right, you perv." Plagg narrowed his eyes and bit his index finger. "Ouch! What the hell!" Adrien glared at the kwami and put him down on one of the sinks.

"Look who's calling me a perv." Plagg yawned. "Just give me the cheese."

The blonde shook his head. The nerve. He found his backpack and gave Plagg the piece of Camembert. The kwami almost ate everything in one bite. He was more worn out than usual and Adrien knew why.

The kwami absorbed his energy and feelings while he was transformed as Chat Noir. And when he got too... excited, the amount of energy was tripled and Plagg went into sensory overload. It basically meant that Plagg got into a daze when Chat was really happy or horny.