#misternoir

“Come on, Marinette.” Adrien pleaded as he watched her gather her things. She was trying to mentally check off the items she needed for her overnight bag, but his needless pestering was throwing her off. This was the first time she was spending the night at Adrien’s flat since both the reveal and the start of their secret relationship, and she didn’t want to forget anything important.

With Adrien’s interim CEO position, he couldn’t just outright tell the world he was dating anyone. Plus, his father still had strict guidelines into his life until he handed his fashion throne over completely. The rules annoyed the fuck out of Marinette, but Adrien just shrugged over it. ‘Less invasive,’ he says. ‘No one will be none the wiser since we’ve been friends since collége and we can be together all the time like normal.’

It was true and she couldn’t argue with him over the added privacy. So behind closed doors, they were every bit of the gross intimate couple that liked to steel kisses every ten seconds and fuck like they were high school teenagers again.

They had to make up for all that lost time somehow.

She looked over to him and shot him that look as she walked into her bathroom to get her toothbrush.

“Please? You know we should have more practice with each other’s miraculous in case something happens. Ten years is a long time in this partnership and I have only used it three times. I don’t need to get rusty and you shouldn’t either, guardian.”

Marinette stopped as he finished stating his case. She crossed her arms and jutted her hip as she perked her brow.  

“But why would we take them off?”

“I don’t know. Reasons.”  

“You mean like if we were to take off our miraculous while we fuck like rabbits? I wonder why we would do that?” She added with a purr.

Tikki looked up from her spot on the desk with a wry smile. “Because if you forget to take your birth control and you’re wearing the earrings, you could... you know... have kittens!” She brought her paws up happily as she hovered into a summersault. Marinette and Adrien both stared at Tikki in horror. “What? I am the embodiment of creation.”

“Yeah, okay.” She pointed to Adrien. “Always pack a condom with you and I’ll never forget to take my birth control. Too much going on to have babies. Plus, even though we’ve known each other for ten years, we’ve only been together together for two weeks. Kids are the last thing on my mind.”

“I don’t know...” Adrien walked behind Marinette and wrapped his arms around her waist, nuzzling his nose into her hair. “Having kittens of our own sounds wonderful, don’t you think?”

Marinette reached up to card her fingers into his hair and turned her head slightly to kiss his cheek. “Listen. I’ve wanted to have kids longer than I can remember, especially if it means having them with you. That’s been my dream since the first day I met you. Marriage, three kids, a hamster, but I really want to know you truly and completely first. Like really know you. Inside and out.”

“But I’ve already been inside you, bug.”

“Not. Like. That!” She yelled as she tried to move away from his grasp.

Adrien chuckled as he let her go. “Okay, okay. You need to finish your courses first. But maybe one day.”

“One day. But right now? Nope.”

“Nope.” He echoed, sitting on the bed and rubbing his index finger against Plagg’s head.

Marinette folded the last article of clothing into her bag before relenting. “Alright, fine. We can switch Miraculous. How about tonight before patrol?”

Adrien tried to hold in his excitement by acting suave. “Sounds purrfect, milady.”

Marinette crossed her arms as she pouted. “I’m going to regret this, aren’t I?”

“Never! Plus, you always look adorable in leather. I think it suits you.”  

Marinette glared at him before grabbing her bag and slinging it over her shoulder. “Let’s go, kitty. We have patrol to get to.”

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“You know. You look seriously delicious in my suit, milady.” Mister Bug stated as she ran across the rooftops.  

“You mean my version of your kitty costume?” She purred as she extended her baton, allowing herself a three-meter advantage.

Mister Bug followed closely behind her, using his yo-yo to gain some speed.

“Hey, my kitty costume is feline-tastic, if I do say so myself.”

“You know, you don’t look so bad in spots yourself, bugaboy. I just think it’s hilarious that Tikki has the ab formation on this suit while your kitten one, does not.”

“Kitten?” He pouted as he watched her jump over to the next building. “I shall have you know, that I’m a full-fledged cat now.” He yelled out before wrapping his yo-yo against a neared balcony, rappelling himself to her stationary form.

Lady Noir extended her baton and leaned up against it as she waited for him to arrive. Once he did, she wiggled her brow and gave him a smirk.

“Sure, kitten. Whatever you say.”

“I believe you’re the kitten now.” Mister Bug retorted as he flicked her kitten ear.

Lady Noir straightened up and brought the baton back to her back. She sauntered over to him as she let out a sultry purr.  

“Then maybe this kitten needs to catch her prey.”

“Oh.” Mister Bug smirked, tilting his hips as he could feel the tension around them increase. “So we are going to play that little game now, huh?”

“Maybe?” She licked her fang, bringing her clawed fingers to his jawline. “I believe I have a toy that needs to be played.”

Lady Noir allowed her fingers to glide from his jaw, down to his chest, until it reached the noticeable bulge in his suit. She cupped it with her hand and he groaned at the touch, enjoying the feel of her fingers slightly ghosting the appendage with her fingertips.

“Milady...”

“Shh, milord. I promised I would worship your body once you worshiped mine.”

Mister Bug moaned in response, allowing her to have her way. She kissed his lips, caressing her fingers against his cheeks. He leaned his back against the balcony railing, hiding in the shadows under the night sky. He leaned down as she kissed him fervently, darting her tongue out and brushing the soft bud with the tense flesh. He opened his mouth and allowed her tongue to dance against his. She tilted her head and grasped onto his shoulders, kissing him deeply and passionately until they parted to breathe.

She kissed his neck, gliding her fingers down his shoulders until they reached his pecs.  

“Mmm. To have these underneath my fingertips...” she enunciated ‘these’ with a squeeze to his pecs, “...and these...” she rubbed her fingers over his abs, feeling the toned divots between each muscle, “...and can’t forget these...” she slid her hand over his hips until it reached the swell of his ass, squeezing the taut mass, “...can’t say that I’m disappointed in it one bit.”

She kissed his lips once more before kissing down his chest, kneeling down as she reached his hips. Placing tender kisses at the v of his hips, Mister Bug shuttered in response. Lady Noir smirked against his arousal, enjoying the slight swaying of his lips as he tried, and so desperately failing, to not buck his hips in her face.

She pinned his hips down with her hands, trying to hold him still. “Not yet, bugaboy. I want to worship your cock a little bit longer.”

Mister Bug nodded in response, biting his lip to keep himself from moaning out.

She rubbed her hands over his thighs, briskly touching his arousal with her thumbs as she moved upwards towards his hips. He tried to buck again, but she held him down firmly, finally brushing her lips against his bulge.

“You’re being so good, milord. Does the bug want to be pleased?”

“Yes, kitten. Please.”

Rubbing her hands up and over his thighs, she brushed one hand over his bulge before quickly clawing down his suit to reveal and releasing the throbbing cock from the confines of his suit.

“Fuck.” Mister Bug moaned out, feeling relieved over the action.

Lady Noir purred at the sight of his swollen cock, licking her parched lips as she grabbed the appendage with her hand. Slowly, she kissed the tip of his cock, relishing in the way it twitched in her palm. A little bit of precum dribbled from his slit and her eyes widened in excitement. She licked the seed from his length and moaned at the taste. Mister Bug groaned in response, his excitement over being taken care of like this turning him on further.

Lady Noir lifted the muscle and ran her tongue against the length, engulfing his cock with her warm mouth. She started off slow, swirling her tongue around the head of his cock and Mister Bug buried his hand into her hair.

She relished in his touch and she began to suck, bobbing her head back and forth in a steady speed.  

“Fuck.” He groaned again. He wrapped her braid around his palm then laid the palm against the back of her head.  

She let go of his cock with a wet pop, pumping him with her hand as she gave her jaw a break. She played with his balls, and Mister Bug bucked in response, starting to feel the coil begin the tighten in his lower belly.

Lady Noir wrapped her warm mouth around his cock once again, bringing him in deeper towards the back of her throat. When she couldn’t go further, she wrapped her hand around the base of his cock, allowing him to feel both sensations at once.

He was feeling good, one hand on her shoulders as the other remained in her hair, and he could feel himself getting closer and closer to the edge.

“Fuck. Milady. I’m so- I'm so close.”

Lady Noir smiled against his cock and sucked harder, bobbing her head faster as her hand pumped harder. Her free hand was playing with his balls again, massaging the sac within her fingertips as he moaned out in delight.

She could feel the swell before the dam burst in her mouth, swallowing each and every stream as he bucked his hips.

He groaned and moaned, clenching her hair hard until he was utterly spent from his release. When his cock softened and all the cum sputtered out, Lady Noir pulled back and licked his cock clean. She leaned back on her haunches as she wiped her lips with her fingertips, her green eyes capturing his with delicious lust and love.

“That- fuck M. That was so fucking amazing.”

Lady Noir lifted herself up and pulled him down to her lips, allowing him to taste himself on her tongue.

“And you taste so damn delicious.” She replied when she pulled back.

Mister Bug hummed at her words. He was tired and wanted to go back to his apartment so he could love her tenderly, but he knew he needed to finish patrol first. Maybe he could entice her to finish patrol now so they could go home and finish what she started.

“I want to ravish you at home. On my bed.” He purred and she giggled in response.

Lady Noir tapped her fingertip against his nose and he crossed his eyes at the action. “Patrol first. Ravish later.”

Before he could say anything, she grabbed onto her baton and extended it, jumping over to the next rooftop. Mister Bug watched in awe as she vaulted away, leaving his cock exposed to the elements as he pouted in response. He dropped his transformation and gave Tikki a cookie in repentance.