Summary: Ladybug and Chat Noir practice fighting by sparring against each other. But here’s the thing, when your boyfriend is on top of you it can be very…distracting.
Rating: T and up for suggested things.
Pairing: Aged up post-reveal Ladynoir.
It started out as a simple suggestion, and it ended with her on her back.
“Cha-at!” Ladybug whined with a pout, “let me up!”
“Nope,” He grinned victoriously as she struggled in his hold. Her partner had her well and truly pinned to the ground of the abandoned warehouse. For the life of her, she couldn’t budge an inch. Unless she wanted to do him serious damage, which of course she didn’t want. Much. It was only a sparring session after all, “Admit it my Lady, I’ve won this round fair and square. If you do, then I’ll do as you request and let you up. Although I must admit, I’ll be very sad to do so.”
Ladybug squirmed underneath him, huffing when all he did was laugh. She had to admit, he’d gained the upper hand fair and square…
Her mind flashed back to a couple of years ago, to the last time he’d pinned her down like this. Dark Cupid.
She smirked, knowing exactly how to gain the upper hand.
“What’s wrong Princess?” Chat teased, lowering his head down to hers so that their noses were almost touching. Ladybug’s heart glowed in triumph, he was making it so easy, “Cat got your tongue?”
“Nope,” she chuckled, shrugging her shoulders as best she could underneath his firm hold, “but I’ve got his.”
Her eyes sparked, crackling with electric blue energy as she buried her hands in his hair and tugged him towards her. Before Chat could register what was happening, she’d closed the small space between them. Their lips met.
Although she was using the kiss to her advantage, she couldn’t help but revel in it. Suddenly she was very much aware that her body was, in fact, underneath her boyfriend’s. It was a rather compromising position but she loved it nonetheless. She felt Chat relax into her and realised now she had her chance to gain the upper hand.
‘Maybe in a minute,’ she thought, smiling into the embrace. Really there was no harm in enjoying the kiss was there? He was such a good kisser after all. His lips were warm and smooth against hers, moving in a slow dance that was entirely subconscious and second nature, but no less entrancing. Ladybug slid her tongue into Chat’s mouth and instantly felt him become even more pliant against her. The low rumble she felt meant that he was purring, a delightful discovery from their more recent trysts.
Chat released one hand from her shoulder and trailed his fingers down the length of her body, stopping to caress her hip. Starting to forget the reason why she’d started the kiss to begin with, Ladybug fought to regain her upper-hand. It was getting increasingly difficult though, especially with the way his purrs felt against his chest. She felt herself getting breathless, and pressed against his lips as if to deepen the kiss. Hearing a moan, unsure of whether it came from herself or Chat, Ladybug unfurled her fingers from his hair and place them on his shoulders. She wrapped her legs around his waist, earning a gasp from her partner.
The gasp was soon replaced with a cry of shock as Ladybug flipped them over, pushing against his collarbone as she came to land on top of him with a smirk.
“Oh well lookie here,” Ladybug panted. Her chest heaved, breathless and still rather wanting, but triumphant nonetheless, “guess I’ve got the upper hand now mon minou.”
She watched as Chat’s face went from confused, to bewildered, and finally outraged. She laughed.
“No fair!” He replied, even as she got up and helped him to his feet in the process, “you can’t just win by kissing! That’s a dirty trick LB!”
“Well it worked didn’t it?” She smirked, putting a confident hand on her hip, “and it’s not the first time it worked either, but I don’t think you remember that do you kitten?”
Chat tilted his head, his cheeks were red and his lips were darker from their kiss. His hair was even messier, as if that were possible. Ladybug swallowed. He was too handsome for his own good. Once again she found herself thinking it was a good thing they were on the same side, or she would be royally screwed.
“Dark Cupid,” She explained, her smirk stretching across her face, “How do you think I broke the spell on you?” Turning on her heel, she sauntered towards the exit, leaving a shell shocked Chat in her wake. She called over her shoulder to him with a mischievous wink “Come on now Kitty, patrol isn’t going to do itself and neither am I for that matter, so let’s get it over with quickly.”
As Chat’s face grew progressively redder, Ladybug giggled under her breath. It was only when she’d reached the other side of the warehouse that Chat’s brain seemed to kick back into gear.
“I am going to MURDER Plagg!”