The Naked Truth

No More Lies

He heard her moaning and could feel her getting wetter and wetter, arching her back and nearly whimpering under his touch.

"Adrien!" she whispered and then groaned in frustration as his tongue carried on its work.

He just loved having this much effect on her. It was making his insides melt and creating a growing pressure in his groin. When he heard her uttering an even louder moan, he knew she was close.

"A—Adrien, stop!" she begged all of sudden.

"Are you okay Marinette?" he asked, raising his head to look at her again.

"This isn't fair! I can't do anything. I'm supposed to make you feel good too, right?" Her face was a bright shade of red, but her expression was very serious.

"But you are. Doing this to you makes me feel good."

"I-I may have read things too, you know." Her face looked like a tomato as she looked away.

He gave her an amused smile. "Uh oh! Is M'lady a naughty girl too?"

"Adrien! I'm also a teenage girl , you know. I read romantic books and let my imagination run wild while I pleasure myself and look at your pictures. Okay, I didn't want to say that !"

"Interesting!" He smirked. "So I had heard correctly earlier!" His smirk widened. "What have you read in those books, and what do you do looking at my pictures?" He wiggled his eyebrows.

She blushed, but after having cringed for a moment, she put a finger to her mouth and looked up. "Turn around," she eventually said.

"What? How do you want me?"

"I want your legs here," she said and showed him her shoulders, "and your face, well, where it is now."

"Oh!" His eyes nearly came out of their sockets for the look of pure shock he gave her. "You mean you want to—"

She gave him a shy smile and a nod, so he did as he was told, turning around and placing his knees at the height of her shoulders while his head was still facing her legs. "Are you sure?" he asked, a bit breathlessly because she had started to fondle his cock. "This is making me feel uncomfortable," he confessed.

"Positive." She gave him a cunning smile and continued, "And welcome to the club , as you said earlier. You looking at and eating up my bits made me extremely uncomfortable." Adrien gasped and made to sit up, but Marinette blocked him by grabbing his hips and roared, "But if you dare stop now, Minou, I will kill you stone dead."

He hugged her knees and started laughing, one of those crystal laughters that come straight from the heart. "As embarrassing as this whole situation is, I love that you can't lie to me, Marinette."

"Uh," he heard Marinette say and he immediately got serious again and looked at her.

"What's wrong?"

"You're wet ? Dripping?" He knew he shouldn't, but he couldn't contain a soft giggle. She was so funny, all hot and flustered. And surprised.

"Yes, I suppose. You're also quite wet you know." To show her what he meant, he dipped two of his fingers into her and brought them out, showing her the transparent sticky substance that wet them.

"You mean it's normal ?"

"It's called pre-cum. We did talk about it in Sex Ed."

"Oh!" she gulped. "Yeah. I see."

He wanted to tease her more, but the words died in his throat as Marinette grabbed his hips and pulled him down. He lost balance and landed straight on her face, panicked and pulled himself up a little.