Forced Marriage

Chapter 11: Lucky

Adrien smiled as the familiar scent of strawberry lotion and body wash filled his nose. He slowly opened his eyes to find his chin placed on the crook of a lovely girl's neck. He focused on the exposed skin on her creamy shoulder.

Placing tender kisses down her neck and jaw, leading to her collarbone. He felt her fingers slowly glide across his broad shoulder and into the golden locks of his hair.

"Morning Adrien..." She murmered sleepily. He smiled against her skin, "Morning Princess." She grinned, exposing her purely white teeth as she pulled him in for a light kiss. He closed his eyes and pulled her closer.

***

Marinette felt amazing, she couldn't be any happier. After snuggling and cuddling with her husband all morning, they had breakfast before he had to leave for a modeling shoot.

He'd be back by the afternoon, Marinette was excited. She felt like she had a high school crush or something, the kind that made her blush and get all jumpy or make her nervous.

Except, she was married to Adrien. It may not have started off right, but they were the only ones who could decide if it would end right. Marinette had an idea.

They weren't far from the beach at all, they could walk there for a while once Adrien got home. Then they could get home and fall asleep to a movie, then maybe they could go out to lunch tomorrow.

Marinette decided she would clean up a bit. Washing and drying the dishes then putting them in their cabinets, cleaning the counters. Sweeping and mopping the kitchen and living room.

She went to the guest bedroom, she hadn't been in there since the incident had occurred. She noticed that the bedsheets and pillows were still ruffled and messed up from that night.

She made the bed and fixed the pillows. Then did the same to the bed in the master bedroom. She opened the curtains and wiped the windows, then cleaned the bathroom.

Speaking of the bath...

She blushed a little at her childish thoughts, she wasn't some teenager with a ton of hormones anymore. After she cleaned she went outside and watered the plants and smelled the roses.

Sitting on a chair near the pool while she read a book and had a glass of iced tea. It had been at least a good 2 hours. Another hour had passed by the time she was about to finish up reading.

She closed her book and placed the book mark in the correct chapter. When she heard the glass door slide open, it was Adrien. He was smiling at her.

He walked over as she stood up and placed her hands on his warm chest. He smelt amazing. Adrien kissed her forehead. "How was the shoot?" She asked, he shrugged. "It was okay. Just glad I got it over with."

She looked up at him as he looked down at her, the height difference between the two making her giggle. "Would you wanna take a walk at the beach?" She asked.

He pecked her lips, "Sure." Marinette smiled as they headed inside and changed. She wore a tight black tank top tucked beneath some running shorts and sandals. They were going to the beach after all.

She put on some perfume, glossy chapstick, and tied her hair into a messy bun. She went into the kitchen and packed a container of strawberries, putting it in her bag.

She turned around to see Adrien smiling at her in admiration.

***

Marinette inhaled the fresh air that roamed around so freely, the breeze gently pulling at the baby hairs that stuck out of her bun. Staring at the palm trees as their leaves gently swayed back and forth.

The sunset behind them lighting up the city as the waves curled against the water and tumbled into the surface. The beach was surprisingly not preoccupied, only a couple people were there at the time.

Adrien grabbed her hand as they began walking, taking his time when he laced their fingers together. It made her heart race, and she didn't know why. It was a sweet little gesture, yet he gave her butterflies so easily.

"So..." Marinette started, "You were awake when I kissed you the night of our wedding?" Adrien smiled, and God he was attractive. The sun highlighting his perfect jawline and emerald green eyes.

He shrugged, "Maybe." She perked a brow, "Why didn't you stop me?" She asked. "Simply because I didn't want you to stop." He answered. "Why did you kiss me?"

"Simply because I wanted to know what you tasted like... One last time. I guess it wasn't really the last..." She giggled. Adrien smiled, she was cute, he thought as a crimson blush appeared across his tan skin. He kissed her cheek causing her to blush.

She looked at him, and he felt like he could melt. Her blue eyes felt like home, they were so beautiful. She was so beautiful. And Adrien, well, he now considered himself lucky.

When they came back home Marinette kicked off her sandals and set her bag on the counter, leaning against it. She was ready for Netflix and chill at the moment.

Adrien walked closer to his wife, placing his hands on her hips. He kissed her. She immediately kissed him back, wrapping her arms around his neck. Adrien slid his hands down her hips and gripped onto her ass.

She gasped a little when he slipped his tongue into her mouth, lifting her up as he placed her softness against his hardness. Marinette grinned a little as a blush crept across her freckled cheeks, exposing her purely white teeth and Adrien only kissed her again.