The wingman visits by NiuNiette

Chapter 14: A night to remeber

⚠️⚠️Warning⚠️⚠️  this is the sexual chapter guys if you wish to skip go on to the next chapter guys!

Chat was the first one to close their deal with a sweet kiss, pulling Marinette up to his lap and against his chest. His lips traveled on her lips slowly, every second making his mouth hungrier for her, his palms circling around Marinette's back. He urged her to get rid of the thick hoodie, enjoying a bit surprised look on Marinette's eyes, but it sun turned into a grinning smirk, Marinette freeing herself from the hoodie's hold with a one fluid movement. Chat was able to see Ladybug in that move, but this time the thought of Ladybug only flashed quickly in his mind. He had more interesting things to do, so to say.

"You, my darling, look absolutely stunning," Chat purred out a compliment, his eyes following the rosy red tint deepening on her cheek bones.

"Oh, stop the flattering. I know my hair is mess and my face looks horrible," she argued back halfheartedly.

Chat's arms tightened around her as Marinette wrapped her own arms back to Chat's neck, his smile spreading widely on his kiss swollen lips.

"I'm not flattering, I'm telling the truth," he smirked up to her, enjoying her presence.

"Silly cat," she chuckled warmly and kissed him again, earning a muffled chuckle from him. His muffling was soon accompanied with a deep hum, his lips parting with an audible sigh when Marinette pushed her tongue behind his lips. He replied to her gesture boldly with his own tongue, the air between them getting hotter by every single exhale, their muffled sighs becoming louder. Chat tilted his head to side and gave Marinette a full taste of his snaking tongue. She accepted his offer without hesitation, pressing closer to Chat's heated body. He enjoyed the feeling of her bosom pressing against his upper chest, his groins growing tighter by every single dirty image that flashed through his hazy mind.

Marinette's heart was hammering her rip cake, the beat speeding up furiously when she noticed Chat already being hard underneath her. She didn't believe it happened that fast with the guys and somehow it made her just slightly embarrassed, but his devouring kisses and his strong arms around her waist gave her silent assurance. She let herself relax more against it all, more against his chest, his warm frame, more into that warm mouth she had missed so much for the past days, relaxed herself as much as it was possible with such excitement filling her stomach, filling it so much she could sense how her excitement poured out from her into his core, Chat's low purring becoming stronger with short growl. He shifted underneath her slowly, guiding her down against the mattress, their lips still sealed together like into a promise of never letting go of one another. Never witnessing anything like Chat Blanc or inconsolable distance and darkness between them. Chat pressed heavily on Marinette's lithe body, pinning her between the softness of the mattress and the heat of his own rigid body, which was melting closer to hers. He broke the kiss with a moan, lips moist and swollen.

"Marinette..." his breath was most tender and yet dirty at the same time, jolting Marinette's spine with an unseen force. She shuttered with a sigh, letting his head drop lower to the lever of her chin, his wet kissed drawing a path there slowly, just to get those wet spots connected to each other afterwards with the trailing of tip of his tongue. He was burning on top of Marinette, his shoulders casting a wide shadow over her. She had no complaining about his displays of affection and desire, though she could sense Chat Noir hesitating with his hands.

"Chat," she spoke at him, her fingers brushing against the back of his neck underneath his blond mane, "I'll say stop if you do something which doesn't feel good, okay?"

He rose his head up, cheeks red and breath shallow.

"A—Alright," Chat nodded with a cute smile, returning to kiss her jawline, advancing slowly lower to her neck.