Miraculous: Marinette's Promise (Book Three Of the "Marinette's Baby" Series) ✔

Chapter 6

"You have a goofy face..."

   The bluenette was laying flat against her bed, a small blush dusting her cheeks as Chat Noir hovered above her.
  Marinette bit her lip, reaching up to touch his face.

Chat Noir furrowed his brow, turning his head to capture her digit between his teeth.
"That's not exactly a term of endearment, you know..." the black feline hero said while glancing down at her.

Marinette giggled, looking up at him the moment he began to bite her fingers.
   "What? Its a cute goofy face. You also look silly when you're eating something you like." She hummed, leaning up to press a kiss to Chat's lips. "I haven't actually looked at your face during an orgasm...but I'm sure that looks goofy, too." She teased, leaning up to kiss his lips again.

Chat groaned against her lips, but he was more than happy to kiss back. His lips pressed against hers, and the male leaned down to place a claw in her hair as he followed through with the kiss.
   "You better get used to my goofy face... our son is going to look just like me. Its obvious I did all the work."

Marinette pulled away and rolled her eyes with a cheeky grin.
"Yes...because you carried him for nine months and then pushed him out without an epidural." She poked the bell on his chest. "Last time I remembered, you were too busy in the hallway throwing up...."

Chat contorted his face with disgust at the memory.
It was the after birth. That was the culprit. It was also witnessing the baby squeeze out such a small crevice. There was so much blood and so much screaming.
There were many times where he could still hear Marinette's pained cries of giving life to their son.
She was a warrior, with an ass harder than steel.

  "Yeah? Well...you threw up on me." He replied back, poking his claw into her cheek. "Remember?"

Marinette widened her eyes and she grabbed her pillow, whacking him with it. "NO! I DON'T REMEMBER!" She screeched.

Chat flinched when the pillow hit him. He tucked his head into her belly, nuzzling into her.
"Liar!!" He exclaimed, laughing into her stomach.
Marinette snorted, immediately running her hands through his hair. She didn't want to admit she was quite ticklish.
During the years they both learned more about the other. What antics they habitually grew, their pet peeves, their likes and dislikes. It was truly insane how there was a way they both scratched each other's unusual itches.
Whether it'd be sexually, or just flat out emotionally. Adrien had this keen sense of knowing where Marinette liked to be tentive to, and he did it so well.

   "You can't go anywhere looking like that...." the blunette uttered, her eyes shifting down to look at the black cat who flattened his ears and hid against her belly.
   She tugged at his blonde hair, furrowing her brow as he refused to move.

This damned cat.

She tugged at his hair harder, earning a quiet whimper from the cat.

Chat Noir simply curled more so into her, his tail lightly wrapping around her wrist.  She sighed, plopping her head back on to the pillows underneath her.
"Your dad would be furious if you didn't show..." she sighed, groaning as a part of her didn't want to go herself.

What was wrong with just staying at home? Eating foods, and cuddling up with both her blonde boys while watching a movie sounded like heaven.

"So...Nathalie called today..." Chat murmured, slowly lifting his head to capture her gaze.

Marinette felt a wave of dread wash over her at his information. Usually whenever Gabriel or his staff called in, it was usually because they wanted Adrien to be somewhere, or he did something.
   "And what did she want?" Marinette groaned. "Does your father want you to be somewhere else?"