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When Adrien caught up with Marinette, she was in front of his bed. He pushed her hair out of the way and peppered kisses on her shoulder.
“You smell like… a lot of things,” he said, wrinkling his nose. “What exactly did you put in the water?”
“I just chucked everything in,” she giggled.
“Of course you did,” he sighed, wrapping his arms around her and holding her to him.
“You’re poking me in the back,” she snorted, looking at him over her shoulder.
“You want to be poked somewhere else?” He suggested with a smirk. She outright groaned.
“Is this what I did this for?”
“Tell me exactly why you did this, I’d love to hear it,” he grinned. “You really came here hoping for this?” He motioned between them.
“A girl can hope, right?” She admitted.
“Why didn’t you tell me? All this time,” he said, thinking of all the lost opportunities.
“Where would be the fun in telling you? Wasn’t this better?” She said, turning to him.
“Oh, it was certainly a lot of things, fun as well. But even more than that it was exciting.”
He kissed her and helped her lie down on the bed, nestling between her legs. When he felt her heat again, in a whole new way, he moaned. The kisses quickly changed nature, getting more desperate and between licks and nips, he soon realised they had settled into a rhythm that was delicious but also quite dangerous. A snap of his hips and he’d slip into her, it was so easy and too tempting.
“I need to take that condom,” he said, trying desperately to hold onto his sanity for a minute more. She let him go and he quickly returned with the foil package.
Marinette surprised him by taking it into her hand and pushing him down on his back.
“Let me do this,” she said, slowly ripping it open.
“You… you know how?” He said, swallowing. She looked absolutely gorgeous standing over him like that, so determined.
“I pay attention in class,” she winked at him. “A little assistance, please,” she said and he held himself in place as she rolled the condom down his length. He moaned when her hand wrapped completely around him.
“I never thought putting a condom on could be this hot,” he said, his eyes finding hers.
“Neither did I,” she smiled. “Now..” She lifted her hips to hover over him, only the tip touching her but already getting coated in her arousal.
“Are you sure you want it like this?” He asked nervously. He didn’t want to hurt her.
“Mhm, I’ll just be careful,” she nodded, before taking a deep breath and moving slowly.
Adrien wasn’t sure what was sexier - to watch her sink onto him, taking him in, or feeling her envelop him in her heat. Combined, they made for an explosive mix. But he tried to distract himself by paying attention to her.
She was breathing heavily by the time she let her weight rest on him completely.
“I need a few seconds,” she said and he beckoned her with open arms.
“Come here.”
She snuggled on top of him, her lips finding his in a soft kiss. His fingers tangled in the silky strands of her hair.
“I love you,” he whispered against her lips. She grinned at him.
“You know this is what guys usually say to get in a girl’s pants? You’re already way past this stage.”
“I’m not saying it just because we’re… “ He started indignantly, but she shushed him.
“Just teasing you. I love you too, kitty,” she said and he felt his heart expand with love. But then she shifted in his lap and he closed his eyes with a whimper. “Good?” He nodded and she started moving, agonisingly slowly at first, barely lifting her hips, but it was enough to make him see stars.
It felt so good and he hoped that at least a fraction of this she could feel too. She propped herself up with her hands on his chest, lifting higher before sinking down again, her eyes on where their bodies met. He followed her gaze and couldn’t hold back the moan this time, it was incredibly hot.
With a determined look on her face, she started moving faster and his hands shot out to grip her butt.
“Too much?” She asked and when he could only nod, she switched to moving her hips in a circle, rubbing against him. It was still overwhelming, because she felt so tight and so hot, but the minimum friction was more bearable.
He saw her close her eyes and sigh, leaning into the contact. It was obvious it felt good to her. He was more than content to let her chase that feeling and find her rhythm, while he watched her.
She was so beautiful and he wanted to kiss and lick and bite every centimeter from her. He promised himself to do it, but this line of thought was abandoned when she moved more sharply, causing a shot of desire to erupt in his belly.
“So good,” she whispered, her eyes glowing when she looked down at him.
“Do you need help?” he offered, eyes moving down her body before returning to her face. The corner of her mouth lifted into a half-smile and she adjusted her hips to free a hand and grasp his.
She took it and positioned it between them, right where they met. She picked his thumb and pressed it to her.
“There,” she said, letting him go. He moved the pad of his finger experimentally, feeling around, and paused when she cried out. He pressed harder and moved it gently in a small circle. She moaned, the sound making him pulse inside of her. It was so unbelievably hot.
She moved lazily up and down, so as not to dislodge his hand, but it was enough to make him feel sparks. He panted but tried to focus on her, on getting that same reaction from her again and again. Soon he was rewarded by a particularly loud moan and he couldn’t hold back, his hips snapping up to meet hers.
“Oh God,” she said, throwing her head back. She was so beautiful, he couldn’t tear his eyes away from her. And then she moaned his name and clenched around him in such a delicious way, he thought he was going to die.
Her body tensed and then she slumped against him, breathing heavily. He held her close, kissing the top of her head gently. But the way she fluttered around him made him moan. Her reaction was to lift her butt a little and he took the invitation. His hands gripped her and he rocked into her, one, two, three times before everything exploded in white fire.
It was the most amazing thing in the world and it took him a while to become aware of anything else beside the sweet drowsiness that overcame him when he caught his breath. He felt Marinette’s lips on his neck, before she lifted her head and smiled at him.
“Pound it,” she said and he laughed weakly. He couldn’t think of a more fitting comment and since it was her who’d said it, he didn’t even need to feel embarrassed for suggesting it.
“Pound it,” he said back, before kissing her. “I’ll be right back,” he added, gently lifting her off of him and letting her lie down.
When he returned to her, she was lying with her eyes closed, but when he lied down next to her, she moved to rest her head on his chest and to wrap an arm around him.
“So. You are free to use my bathtub every time you feel like it,” he said and felt her shake with silent laughter.
“As long as you get to join me, right?” She murmured sleepily.
“As long as you want me there with you,” he smiled.
“That would mean most of the time,” she concluded.
“That’s fine with me.”
He hoped she really liked bubble baths.