No room to swing a Cat?

32 - Time for kittens

They stayed too long. That was quite predictable, because it was a real reunion after a few years. It was too much to catch up to end the party too early. Thankfully, all friends respected Marinette's feelings and avoided the newest gossips about the mayor's daughter and some famous musician.

Finally the guests began leaving, so around midnight only the last four stayed – Nathaniel and Alix couldn't stop chatting with friends, not until their partners suggested that tomorrow was still the day and all of them could go for a coffee the next day. Hearing that Marinette remembered her last meeting with Nathaniel – the one, after which she had broken up with Luka. Adrien had to think about that too, and even though he didn't say anything, he squeezed Marinette's hand to show his support.

When the last four guests left, Alya hugged her best friend and exclaimed:

"Thank you so much, Mari! That was the best gift I could ever imagine!"

"I'm so glad, Al..."

"They all told me what you'd done. You visited them all and invited them to be with us tonight! You're so amazing! Thank you, thank you!"

"There, there..." Nino interrupted and pulled his fiancé away from Marinette and led her to their bedroom.

"Love ya, gurl!" Alya yelled before Nino closed the door.

"Uhm... So clever..." Marinette muttered.

"What's so clever?" Adrien asked, approaching his girlfriend and embracing her from behind.

"They left us with this mess..."

"This'll all be still here in the morning..." he murmured, kissing her neck.

"But those mugs, cups and plates will be awful. I'm not going to touch anything mouldy!" she declared, so he rested his forehead on her shoulder and sighed with defeat.

"It'll be faster if I help you..." he said finally.

"Thanks, Cat..."

Tidying up the living room only proved that they were a great team – they complemented each other even in such a mundane activity like cleaning up. When all dishes were finally placed in a dishwasher, they stood face to face – suddenly self-conscious.

"Have I told you that you look gorgeous?" Adrien asked, reaching for her hand.

"Not today..." she replied, giving him her hand.

"Really?" he was surprised.

"It's after midnight, Kitty... But you managed to tell me this yesterday. For a million times. At least..." she smiled tenderly at him.

"That's good..." he pulled her closer. "Flowers? Ticked. Compliments? Ticked. Cuddle? Ticked. I think you can tick off our first date, Purrincess..."

"It's not over yet, Kitty..." she murmured, then stood on her tiptoes and kissed him.

"It's weird to go out for a date when we live together... Usually, I'd walk you home, kiss and say goodbye..."

"And I'd invite you in..."

"Really?"

"I won our race, remember? I heard something about the award tonight..." she smiled coquettishly.

Adrien glanced at her, uncertain, but she didn't take it seriously and joked:

"What? Scared Kitty?"

"It's not that... I feel... I feel a pressure of expectations..."

"You're adrietising!"

"I'm doing what?!" he burst out laughing totally astonished by her words.

"You're returning to Adrien's perfectionism. You know what I mean... That you always had to accomplished your tasks in perfectly because everyone was expecting you to do so. Let me remind you that you've left it behind. Remember?"

"But I want it to be ideal!"

"And it will be. It's just me..."

"Exactly!" he agreed. "It's you!"

"But I'm just a normal girl..."

"You've never been just a normal girl, Purrincess..."

"Oh, shut up, Cat!" she muttered and kissed him.

He didn't protest anymore and just hugged her tightly and lifted her, and she wrapped her legs around his waist. She clung to him kissing him passionately.

"My place or your place?" he asked, moving from the kitchenette.

"What a cliché!" she laughed.

"So what? I've always wanted to say it."

"Kwamis sleep in your room tonight."

"Really?" he was surprised.

"Tikki promised me that. By the way... I've just realised that I've never been in your room..." she noticed, teasing him intentionally.

"There's no time for sightseeing..." he commented impatient.

"You're right. It's time for kittens..." she whispered and began kissing a spot nearby his ear.

That made Adrien not to hesitate anymore – he went directly to Marinette's bedroom. He shifted the sweet load to one hand only, trying to use the other one for finding a zip in her dress. There had to be a way to take it off! When they went inside, the girl swung her hand to close the door.

"What about a sock?" he asked, noticing by the way that Marinette had already managed to unbutton his shirt. How did she do that?! And where was that damn zip?!

"Dammit..."

"I'll take care of that!" Tikki assured.

"You were supposed to be away!" her holder reminded with reproach.

"I wonder who would put a sock on a doorknob if we were away..." Plagg commented.

"Talk about a mood killer..." Adrien muttered and sat down on the bed, still holding Marinette in his arms.

"You'd think it was so easy to distract you..." she whispered in his ear and started kissing him again at the same spot she'd just found there. He didn't even suspect it might have such an impact on himself. Each kiss sent a shiver down his spine.

"The sock is on." Tikki informed.

"Thanks, Tik..." Marinette murmured, still exploring his neck that made him crazy.

"Good luck, kid!" Plagg added.

"Go away!" Adrien waved his hand with a pretended irritation, and Marinette chuckled. "You have fun?"

"A lot..."

"You'll beg for mercy very soon!" he murmured and turned her over on her back.

"You'll beg for mercy sooner, Agreste..." she giggled.

"Challenge accepted, M'Lady..." he whispered right on her lips.

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THE END