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nautiscarader · 10 months
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Prompt for any trio(yes I have my preferences but I like the vagueness of this one)
In the words of Rose, “You two, kiss or I will kiss you both” not quite the threat she intends it to be, and especially not as much of a threat when the two be told have some shared interests of their own
"You two, kiss or I will kiss you both!", Kagami grabbed the necks of her two friends, pushing their astonished faces just inches away from each other. But it was her desperation that alerted Marinette and Adrien, making them turn towards her,watching as she realises how did she sound.
"Are you seriou-MMHM!"
Adrien' s words were lost when Kagami leapt onto him, her lips pressing against his in a hungry, aggressive kiss. Marinette was able to let out a single gasp before Kagami switched her target, locking her lips with Marinette's.
And only when she let go of her, and saw smirks on both of their reddened faces.
"W-wait, have-ha ve you planned this…?", Kagami's eyes opened wide, as Marinette and Adrien started snickering.
"Well, we have been playing this 'will they, won't they' game for a while…"
"Maybe we just needed a third person to help us out…".
Marinette and Adrien surrounded Kagami, each laying a single kiss on her cheeks, as she tried to ponder the situation she got herself into…
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abadmeanman · 3 months
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This is a gift for @aidanchaser, for ML Secret Santa 2023 @mlsecretsanta! Enjoy!
Teamwork Makes the Dream Work
In trying to accommodate Chloe Bourgeois' recent redemption, the miraculous heroes try to get her to click with the rest of the team. Nothing seems to be working, until someone suggest a... nontraditional teambuilding exercise.
“This little trial could be going better, don’t you think?” asked Ladybug. Both she and Snadrien (Snake Adrien) followed the long, shrieking arc of Carapace catapulting through the air, to land against the facade of some no-doubt-historically-significant building, sliding down it and bumping his little head on all the windowsills. Ryuko, who’d joined them as a member of the miraculous ability advisory board, clicked her tongue and shook her head - agreeing with Ladybug’s assessment, disagreeing with the dog’s dinner she was witnessing. Though they’d already tested the dog miraculous.
From somewhere in the distance, the sound of a goose honking could be heard, followed by an exclamation that might have been “FUCK me in the ASS.” Followed by a series of crashes. Apparently, Stormy Weather 3: Tokyo Drift had been giving the team a little too much trouble.
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thatguywiththefaceog · 10 months
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Well it's June, time of jack o lanterns, scary movies. What that's you say. It's not time for that? Well it is because I am opening propmts for KINKTOBER!
That's right, this year, I'm doing @kinktober2023 I did once back in 2018 and I always wanted to do it again. Now unfortunately it's the month right after smutember, so I won't have time to do that challenge this year. I don't have the time to do two month long challenges right after one another. I might have time to do one or two, but we'll see.
Send me a kink and a ship I will write it up and release on the date said. My fandoms and ships can be found here . I recently added stuff for Ghost and Molly McGee, Bleach, and even Homestuck! So go nuts. If you just sent me a number, I'll do all them (with some exceptions).
Now some ground rules. You my send multiple prompts for the same story AS LONG THE ARE ON THE SAME DAY. I will take mutli prompts from different days for one story for the 31, but that's it.
THERE ARE A HANDFUL OF PROMPTS I WON"T DO. Macro/Micro, inflation, Chasity, Gore, NTR, Sensory Depravation, Medical Play, Menophilia, Noncon, Temperature Play, Fisting, Vore, Body Modification, Mind Control, Scat, Ovipostion, Grooming, Emeto, Feeding/Stuffing, Sounding. That leaves at least one prompts for each day.
Now Kinktober doesn't have any age limit for the characters, so feel free to request characters' canon ages if they are that young. But please specified, as I will vaguely age the characters to 18 to early twenties if I'm just sent a number and a couple.
I reserve the right to reject any prompts for any reason. Have fun and Happy Kinking!!
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aldbooks · 9 months
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Miraculous Masterlist
Miraculous Ladybug 🐞
AO3 tiggertink08
Beginnings - T - 14/14 chapters - 43,242 words
The start of Marichat. Takes place after the events of Troublemaker, following the photo shoot Adrien invites Marinette to attend.
As Time Goes On - M - 20/20 - 66,976 words
After 3 long years, Hawkmoth is finally defeated, but before Ladybug can reveal herself to her partner, Chat Noir disappears.
Just My Luck - M - 22/22 - 74,424 words
23 year old Marinette Dupain-Cheng has been in love with her superhero partner Chat Noir since she was a teenager. Since they weren't able to be together, she had tried to find happiness with others over the years to no avail.
While celebrating her new internship at Gabriel with her best friend Alya, she meets a handsome young man who bears a striking resemblance to her partner. Not usually one for casual flings, she decides to indulge her long time fantasies with him, and they share a memorable night together.
Even though she can't seem to stop thinking about that night, she never expected to see him again. That is, until she comes face to face with him on her first day, and discovers he's none other than the famous son of her new boss.
I Wanna Be Bad - T - 2/2 - 15,174
After Lila finally makes good on her promise to take Marinette's friends away from her, Hawkmoth finally succeeds in akumatizing her. With Ladybug temporarily out of commission, Chat Noir is going to need all the help he can get.
Tell Me Lies - M - 14/? - 47,219 words - indefinite hiatus
After an embarrassingly public misunderstanding begins a storm of rumors about famous model Adrien Agreste and the girl he was seen kissing, Adrien's father comes up with the perfect solution to save his reputation. A fake relationship.
The only problem is, the longer the ruse continues, the more real feelings start to seep in, complicating what should have a been a simple and easy arrangement. Will something that started with an accident and a lie, produce something genuine? Or will all of the secrecy and deceit poison the well?
That’s what you get for waking up in Vegas - 14/? - 45,849 words - indefinite hiatus
The gang takes a trip to Vegas to celebrate the end of university and Alya and Nino’s upcoming wedding.
Marinette and Adrien learn that what happens in Vegas, doesn’t always stay there.
Miraculeux - E - 23/? - 76,711 words - indefinite hiatus but it’s more or less finished
Model Adrien Agreste is the silent co-owner of the hottest, most exclusive exotic dance joint in town where even the clients use masks and pseudonyms to conceal their identity. There he secretly masquerades as Chat Noir on the weekends.
His oft-times dance partner, M'Lady is crushing big time on him, while he has fallen for his father's newest intern, Marinette Dupain-Cheng, who only sees him as a friend.
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wildthingpoorboy · 11 months
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CYOA - Adrien's Average Day Pt 6
We're nearing the end of Adrien's day, but that all depends on you guys. We finally get to after school. What do we do then? Let's find out.
*Adrien missed first period. Bustier wants to see him after class.
*Adrien stayed awake during class. Bustier is not upset.
*Adrien came back from the park on time. Bustier is not angry.
*Adrien went to go see Bustier like she asked. Bustier is glad.
**Adrien went to go see Bustier like she asked. Alya and her friends went home without Adrien.
***Adrien went to go see Bustier like she asked. Chloe and Audrey will remember this.
"Let me go see Miss Bustier. I don't want her to get angry with me."
Adrien waved goodbye to his friends and headed straight for Miss Bustier's office. He knocked a few times before letting himself in. The office was small but not cramped. Enough room for a her desk and a few chairs in front. He took a seat and checked his phone. Apparently, the message Nathalie sent was about an impromptu meeting for Style Queen.
Adrien shrugged. Chloe would probably be there and Audrey would most definitely be there. He could see them later or another day. If it was important, they would have called him instead of sending a text.
The door opened and Miss Bustier came in.
"Oh good. You're here," she said.
"You said you wanted to see me," he said.
Bustier turned her back to Adrien, preventing him from seeing exactly what she was doing. However he managed to see Bustier lower the cover for the window and heard a click at the door.
'Click?' he thought. She locked the door.
Miss Bustier turned back around and looked Adrien up and down with hungry eyes.
"Yes," she started. "You missed first period."
Miss Bustier sauntered over to where Adrien was sitting. She spread her legs and sat on his lap, facing him. She put on hand on each shoulder. She grinded her groin against his. She could feel him getting harder, and he could feel her getting wetter. They looked into each other's eyes.
"And I want you to tell me exactly why you missed first period," she whispered. Miss Bustier leaned in and kissed Adrien. She gave him a few more kisses on his lips and then to his neck while Adrien's hands went up under her blouse and bra.
"Well I-," Adrien tried to say.
"You were with another woman. Weren't you?" she asked. Miss Bustier grabbed Adrien's hands, making him squeeze her breasts harder.
"Did you fuck her?" she asked. "Did you make love to her?"
"Miss Bustier, I-," Adrien stammered.
"Like the way you're going to make love to me?" Miss Bustier asked.
Adrien nodded and pulled her in for a deep kiss. A moment later, Bustier stood up off of Adrien to take off her shoes and her bottoms. Adrien quickly pulled his pants down to his ankles but stayed in his seat.
Bustier grabbed Adrien's cock and guided into her pussy as she sank down back on top of his lap. The two lovers moaned as they became connected. Bustier grabbed the chair Adrien was sitting on and slowly began to rock. Adrien grabbed Bustier's breast again from under her blouse.
"Oh!" she moaned. "I've been waiting for this all day."
Bustier bounced on Adrien's cock. Each time earning another moan from Bustier and another creak from Adrien's chair. Adrien closed his eyes, trying to let his sense of touch take over and enjoy the feeling of her soft breast and wet hot pussy.
Bustier's hands went down to Adrien's abdomen, trying in vain to lift up his shirt.
"You ever show up late for my class again and I'll keep you here longer," Bustier warned.
"Oh yes," groaned Adrien.
"Tell me why you were late," Miss Bustier said through her teeth.
"I-I was fucking," Adrien stammered between breaths. "I was fucking in the shower."
"That's so hot!" Bustier bounced harder on Adrien's cock until he came. Bustier slammed herself hard down on his hips. His cum shooting deeper inside her. He could feel her pussy tighten around him as she reached her own orgasm.
"Holy shit," she sighed.
"Wow," Adrien said.
"Sorry," Miss Bustier apologized, regaining her composure. "I just...really needed that today. I swear, if you had done anything else today I would have used that as an excuse to drag you in here earlier."
"Yeah, sorry about that," Adrien said.
"Don't apologize," Bustier kissed Adrien and stood up. "You were great."
"What can I say?" Adrien shrugged. "I'm hot for teacher."
"Oh you," Miss Bustier laughed.
The two took a moment to enjoy the afterglow. With the both of them bottomless it was easy to notice the cum and sweat dripping down from Bustier's legs. Seeing that started to make Adrien hard again.
"Well, my office hours are ending," Miss Bustier said. "Did you have any plans?"
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bayball · 2 years
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Help finding a fic
It was a multimouse x chat blanc fic that I believe was on AO3. I can’t remember if the story was by itself or not. Rated M I think.
Basically Marinette has to be Multimouse and uses multitude to search for Chat Blanc, I think there were 13 total, and she has them searching for Chat Blanc.
Blanc think it is a dream that he is coming across all these little multimice one by one. Fun times happen to all of them when he comes across them, I know when he came across one in a classroom and the last one was on the roof where she was looking through the others eyes.
At the very end all of the multimice wake up and are in a hamster cages and they’re all pregnant, they can’t combine because of that and Tikki is there and an unakumatized Adrien is as well.
I thought I had saved it because I have gone back and read it a few times in the past if anybody knows either the author or even the story name that would be very helpful thank you!
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sinninginpurple2-0 · 3 years
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Rite of Passage - Chapter 10
This was completely and utterly inspired by an ask sent to @clairelutra and her response to said ask. All credit for the basic idea goes to her.
Buy Me A Coffee?
AO3 <<Chapter 1  <Chapter 9   Chapter 10   Chapter 11> 
Confessions
“You’re staring at me, aren’t you?” Marinette asked, eyes still closed as she regained her senses completely.
Adrien grinned mischievously and moved to lie down next to her again, propping his head up on his arm as he did so. “How could I not stare at you when you look the way you do?” he asked, snickering a little when she opened one eye to peek at him, “Half naked and sweaty and delicious? Good, was it?”
“Oh God, you’re about to be unbearable right now, aren’t you?” she asked with a sigh, “You look so pleased with yourself. Like the cat who got the cream.”
Well…That pun was enough to uncomfortably stoke his imagination. His eyes trailed down her partially naked body to the juncture of her legs, slick with her own moisture. He licked his lips.
Noticing his gaze, Marinette rolled over onto her side to face him, propping herself up in the same way as him. He turned back to face her as she tilted her head and furrowed her eyebrows inquisitively.
“What?” she asked, “What is it?”
He gulped. Did he really want to tell her this? It was sort of embarrassing, but they had never lied to one another before – not except to protect their identities – and he didn’t want to start now over something as stupid as sex. He took a deep breath and forced himself to relax. Then he spoke as honestly as he could, in spite of the way his shoulders crawled upwards to try and hide his flaming ears.
“I want to go down on you. Like, I really want to. You have no idea how hard I am thinking about it.”
He watched as Marinette’s eyes widened before she averted her gaze in embarrassment. There was no noticeable blush this time, but her skin was already a permanent rosy colour, so perhaps she had simply reached her capacity.
“Really?” she asked, her nose wrinkling a little as she glanced back at him, “‘Cause I’m not too crazy about doing the same for you.” She suddenly looked horrified for a moment as the words her mouth had spoken without her brain’s input reached her ears. “Not that I wouldn’t!” she squeaked, desperate to reassure him, “You’d like it and I’ve never done it before, so who knows how I’d feel after trying it? But I can’t help thinking it’s a bit icky and-”
He leaned forward quickly without warning and kissed her deeply, quieting her ramble before it picked up too much speed. “You don’t have to,” he told her, “I mean, I’d like you to, but there’s no pressure. Maybe we could try that later? Or another time?”
Shit, he thought, biting his lip, eyebrows pulling together in sudden uncertainty.
“That is…if you wanted to do this again sometime?”
Marinette stared at him for a moment and Adrien began to worry that he had ruined everything. Why could he never be satisfied with what he was offered? Here he had been given this wonderful opportunity. The chance to show his Lady his love for her without the need for words. To let his adoration bleed through his physical touches and sensual kisses. Every neuron firing, carrying the message to his nervous system to paint his feelings across her skin and pray his worship was absorbed into her very being. And he might have killed that opportunity by daring to ask for more.
Marinette didn’t seem to be as oblivious to his inner turmoil as he had once been to her feelings for him, her hand reaching up to stroke through his bangs hanging down towards her before resting on his cheek tenderly. She caressed his skin with her thumb gently, a concerned look appearing in her expression. “You’re worried this is a one-time thing,” she said.
He dropped his eyes from her face to her collarbone, chewing his lip more harshly as an outlet for his dejection. He started when her thumb suddenly teased free the abused tissue from his teeth, glancing back up to her face to see the softest smile looking back at him.
“Adrien,” she started, “Chat. After today, I would be ecstatic to do this again. Maybe we could also…” her eyes darted away for a moment before returning to his face. He watched as she took a deep breath, a look of determination taking over her face as she continued. “Maybe we could get dinner? Then go to the cinema or something?”
Adrien’s self-imposed misery swiftly slipped away from him. Like ink floating through the liquid sweetness of her words, he felt it swept away by the current of her equal desire for more. Overcome by exhilaration, he pressed his lips to her own with alarming pressure, desperately trying to push all of his joy and devotion into the kiss. She responded with equal intensity as soon as her surprise at the sudden action wore off.
“I would love to go on a date with you. On one condition.”
“What?”
“We go on lots of them. And you let me pay. And I get to spoil you with lots of gifts and we cuddle in front of the TV sometimes instead of going out.”
“That’s more than one condition.”
“So, sue me, Maribug. Will you be my girlfriend?”
She smiled in a way that warmed his heart so thoroughly, he was sure he would never be cold again. In fact, he was sure to radiate that warmth now so that all places he travelled to would remain safe from inclement weather.
“Of course, I will, Chaton,” she replied, her hand cupping his cheek as she leaned forward to drop another chaste kiss to his lips. Her hand slid down his face to his shoulder, continuing to his chest where she applied the faintest pressure, nothing more than a hint of what she wanted from him.
He obliged by rolling back to lie against the mattress as she continued to smother his lips with unconcealed affection.
She pulled back slightly, and his eyes opened -still half lidded- to see the only girl he’d ever felt this strongly for, his Lady, his Marinette, hovering above him. She was watching his face closely and a strong wave of emotion was evident between them.
“I love you,” she said in a thick voice, “I love you so much.”
She loved him? He knew from what she’d already admitted to that she liked him, was definitely attracted to him and had been so for quite a long time if the way she talked was anything to go by. But for her to be in love with him? It was something he hadn’t yet considered.
His eyes felt hot and he pulled her down to him and buried his head in her shoulder to hide his face until he could control his urge to cry. “My Lady,” he sobbed, “I love you too. I love you, I love you, I love you.”
“Kitty, are you alright?” she asked, the concern in her voice evident as well as the soothing hand rubbing at his scalp.
“Yeah,” he sniffed, “I just…I’ve waited for you to say that for so long and part of me thought it might never happen so I’m…I’m-”
“Shh. It’s okay. I’ve got you,” she told him tenderly, shifting slightly to hold him more comfortably.
As emotional as he was, the crinkling noise caused by her movement evoked the curious cat in him and he experimentally brushed his own chest against hers a little to confirm. Yup, there was that strange plastic sound again. He pulled back from her shoulder to glance down at the origin of the noise and spotted it at once.
There, tucked tightly inside the small pocket on the front of her pyjama top was a square plastic packet. He recognised what it was at once and the beginning of a small smirk appeared on his face.
“Was this all an excuse to look down my top?” Marinette asked with a giggle, incorrectly guessing at the direction of his stare.
He looked back up at her for a moment before the grin intensified. “It wasn’t, but since you mention it, it’d be rude not to.”
She sat up before he could glance down again, and he laughed at her feigned disapproval despite himself.
“You know,” she started, drawing his attention with the way her arms crossed over each other to grab hold of the hem of her top, “if you wanted a look, you only had to ask.”
She pulled the garment over her head with a minor flourish before she attempted to throw it to the side of the bed with the growing pile of clothes they’d shed already. She would have been successful if Adrien hadn’t shot out his arm to grab the soft fabric before it could get out of his easy reach.
“Nice,” he said, turning back and really it was nice. Marinette had forgone her bra as well as her underwear when she had changed, so now she sat completely bare before him. Aside from the obvious exhilaration of finally getting an eyeful of her boobs, Adrien found he was completely awed at every inch of skin revealed to him. Hers was almost flawless and he was sure that most models he’d worked with in the past would kill for skin as soft and beautiful as hers.
He reached out for the only visible line he could see, a thin white scar -obviously a very old, healed one. It was offset from her right breast ever so slightly and led out towards her breastbone and he traced it in reverse with his thumb, stopping just short of his destination in order to glance up at her face for approval. She looked nervous again which confused him for a moment until she spoke.
“I fell off my bike as a kid and there was a stone in the road which cut me,” she explained, though he hadn’t asked, “I know it’s kind of ugly, but-”
“It’s not,” he told her, “There isn’t a single part of you that’s ugly and you don’t have to hide it from me. You know that right?”
When she didn’t respond he pushed himself up to place a kiss to the edge of her scar, delighting in the gasp she made at the contact. Again, he glanced up at her face.
“More?”
“More.”
He acquiesced, gently running his tongue along the fine line by feel alone and continuing further along her breast until he reached her nipple. He closed his mouth over it and sucked, encouraged by her breathy sighs. His other hand came up to reach for the other breast dropping the top he had still been holding to the bed beside him as he did.
He spent some time moving between breasts, experimenting as he was unsure what else to do due to his inexperience. He left trails of kisses, sucked and licked. He tried a light nip to her nipple at one point and immediately worked out never to do that again, as Marinette gave a hiss of discomfort and pulled away a little. He eventually fell into a rhythm of using the tip of his tongue to leave little secret messages across her, tattooing his feelings for her into her skin with words of affection.
She giggled after a while and he pulled back to look at her for clarification.
“Are you doing the alphabet trick?” she asked with a grin, “I thought that was for other places?”
“What? I-I wasn’t-I was just-” he began to splutter nonsensically, and she gave a snicker at his embarrassment, “I was writing that I love you, if you must know.”
“Aww, Kitty. That’s so sweet.”
The barely restrained laughter made it hard to believe her.
Adrien decided that if his Lady was enjoying teasing him, then maybe it was time for a little payback. Leaning in to touch his forehead against hers, he reached out with one hand to fish the little packet from the pocket on her top whilst the other one reached to cup her between the legs distractingly.
“I could always write those little love notes somewhere else for you, if you wanted,” he purred, enjoying immensely the immediate effect he had on her as she whimpered in response.
His other hand successfully extracted its prize and he brought it up to their faces to present between two fingers for her examination.
“Though I also kind of want to know where you got this condom from.”
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nautiscarader · 10 months
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Adrain gasped as both Marinette and Kagami stroked his cock
Adrien gasped as both Marinette and Kagami stroked his cock.
"Sh", Kagami silenced him, just as a loud laser explosion filled the air and drowned the cinema in white light, giving him an even better sight of his girlfriends' exploits. Their fingers, entwined slowly moved up and down his shaft, their thumbs delicately tracing intricate shapes on his sensitive head.
Adrien paid no attention to the movie, his mind overwhelmed by Kagami and Marinette's blissful torture, meticulously executed by their synchronised moves. He could feel their breaths on his neck, as they watched his grimaces, and almost could hear their taunting and sweet words of encouragement to let it go…
He drew a sharp breath, and the girls felt him twitch. Next moment, the room became dark, but light filled his vision as climax shattered his body, soothed only by two pairs of lips locking around his tip, gathering each and every dollop of seed that would have otherwise erupted into the air.
When the dark scene ended, Adrien found his cock tucked in, as if nothing has happened, and only when he looked to his sides at his girlfriends, he saw tiniest drops of white on their lips, which quickly made it to their mouths and bellies, together with the rest of his hefty release.
Adrien slumped into his seat, barely aware for what was happening around him. And when the movie ended, Kagami and Marinette told him they can buy tickets for another screening just so can catch up. And maybe miss a scene or two he has seen it…
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abadmeanman · 3 months
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Porte-Boner, Chapter 49: In Which Collaboration Begins To Become A Theme
https://archiveofourown.org/works/6771049/chapters/133225714
Got the ol' 2023 chapter of Porte-Boner in right under the wire, phew. And it's a horny one!
Chloe's party continues with two distinct loci of debauched behavior. But Luka, mild-mannered canonical delivery biker, discovers a dire complication. Many people fuck.
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thatguywiththefaceog · 5 months
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Kinktober 2023 Day 29-Incest
Miraculous Ladybug-Sabine/Ladybug
Sabine's sexual frustration leads her to being akumatized. And only her crush can calm her down…Ladybug!
written for @kinktober2023
requested by anon
Warning the following story contains incest and fictional minors in sexual situations. If this makes you uncomfortable or are under 18 please do not read. This story is rated E for explicit and is for adults only. This story is a complete work of fiction.
“Marinette, be careful!” Sabine shouted at her daughter.
“I’m sorry, I’m sorry.” Marinette had nearly tripped while holding a bowl of flour. Jeez she was such a clutch. Worse was why she nearly spilled the flour. Her mom had bent down and her crack was showing. Marinette just had to look. She would just die if Mom knew she had those kinds of feelings about her. Why is she like this only now? Marinette is so unflappable as Ladybug. Why couldn’t that translate to her real life. “Why can’t I be more like Ladybug,” Marinette muttered to herself in frustration.
“Oh Honey,” Sabine said. “You don’t have to compare yourself with Ladybug. That’s not fair to yourself. She’s a superhero! Not everyone can get superpowers. Or be so clever and pretty.”
The tone her mom used was so similar to how the girls in her class when talking about their crushes. Marinette hazard a guess. “Mom, do you like Ladybug? Like, like like?”
“What!? No. Don’t be silly,” Sabine said in a tone that said that she very much was interested in Ladybug. “I would never think about any girl that young that way. Although, we don’t know how young Ladybug is anyway. Her identity is a secret. She could be a short 20-year-old.”
Marinette, the very fourteen Ladybug, said, “Right.”
Her Mom liked her! Well, not her her. But Ladybug her. She could come to her as Ladybug and- No, no. That would be abusing her position. Her duty was far too important to abuse. So she did what she often did before going to bed. Rubbing her clit while she thought about her mother.
Sabine was having a hard time sleeping herself. Dirty thoughts about Ladybug plagued her mind. It had been so long since she’d been touched. She needed a shower. She got up from her bed and made her way to her shower. Stripping out her nightgown and panties, Sabine entered the shower. Hot water poured over her body. She absent mindedly began to rub her pussy. Damn it, it’s not enough. She needed more. She took her shower head and brought it to her sex. The warm jet’s blasted her lower lips. It still wasn’t enough. She needed another person. She needed to be touched. But someone was listening.
Hawk Moth was standing in his observatory, sensing Sabine’s frustration. “Ah, poor Mrs. Dupain-Cheng. Having gone so long without being touched, and to pine after someone so long too. Well I can help you. Go, my little akuma!” A black and purple butterfly flew from his hand determined to find its target. It flew into the barley and into an open window to the shower. It got the showerhead Sabine was using. The purple butterfly shaped light appeared over her eyes. “Frustrasha, I am Hawk Moth. I can help you punish the world for ignoring your needs and better yet, I can bring you face to face with Ladybug herself. All you have to do is bring me her and Cat Noir’s miraculous.”
“Yes Hawk Moth.”
Marinette’s room shook her awake. “Whatsgoingon?”
Tiki flew up. “Marinette, it's got to be an akuma!”
“But it’s so close. Who can it be?”
“Why won’t anyone touch meee!”
Marinette’s blood ran cold. She knew that voice. “Mom.”
Sabine stood on the rooftop, completely naked. Of course her skin color was different. Her skin was blue, save for her lips, nipples, and vulva. All of those were purple. Her right hand was covered in some kind of cannon.
“Why won’t anybody touch me!” She shouted again. The cannon shot out a blast of water, blowing a car away.
“Tikki. Spots on!” As Marinette leapt up her clothes vanished leaving her naked for half a second. In a flash her red tights with her black spots appeared. She pulled out her yo-yo and swung toward her naked mother. When she landed on the roof with her akumatized mother, she was joined by her partner in crime, Chat Noir.
"Is that Mrs. Dupain-Cheng?"
"Yes," Ladybug said curtly.
"And she's-"
"Yes Chat," She said even more curtly.
"Is everything okay, My Lady?" Chat asked, sensing something wrong.
Oh it's nothing, Chat. Just Hawk Moth forcing me to face my incestuous feelings for my Mom! But what she said was, "I'm fine. Let's find that akuma. It's in her cannon."
"How can you be sure that it’s the cannon?"
"Cause it’s the only thing she has on. Let’s go.”
The heroes made their way to the villain. "Ladybug! I'm Frustrasha! You did this to me!"
"And how's that?"
"Don't play dumb. You, running around in that skin tight suit. Showing off your perky little ass. It would be enough to drive mad!"
Chat did not like being ignored. "What about me? Am I sexy?" Frustrasha blasted him with her water cannon.
"Chat! Oh you asked for it now!" Mother or no, she was going down. "Lucky charm!" She tossed up her yo-yo and in a flash, a dildo appeared. Long and rubbery complete with her red with black dots pattern. She watched it in embarrassed horror as it fell directly on her face. She looked up. Her mother had run off to terrorize the rest of Paris with her naked body. "Chat, I think I know how to beat her. But it's gonna be weird. Just let me deal with her okay?"
He spat out some water. "You got it my Lady."
Ladybug gripped the sex toys and went after her. She found her standing on a balcony of a fancy hotel. I hope no one is in there, she thought as she used her yo-yo to swing toward Frustrasha. She kicked her through the open window. Sabine rolled across the carpet while Ladybug landed on her feet. across the carpet against the bed.
“I know what you need Mrs. Dupain-Cheng.” She walked over to her and bent down to face her. “I need it too. But I’m 14. Is that okay?”
“Yes.” The two kissed, passionately and hungerly. This was Marinette’s first kiss and it was with her mother! Oh jeez, this was so hot. The older woman's tongue entered her mouth and she sucked on it. Marinette reached for her back and found her zipper on her suit. She pulled it down and started to peel her off her suit. Sabine gasped at the teen’s body. Her modest breasts were adorn with bright pink areolas. Unlike her mother’s coarse forest of hair downstairs, Marinette’s pubis was completely smooth. She had actually started growing pubic hair at an early age but after becoming Ladybug, Marinette was worried that it would show in a skin tight suit, so she started using her allowance on getting herself waxed downstairs. Mom always teased her for it. She wasn't teasing her now. Sabine's eyes widened at Ladybug's young sex.
They embraced, their naked bodies touching and squeezing together. Marinette didn't know touching could feel so good. They kissed again but it wasn't long before Marinette had other ideas. She went for her mother's breasts, slobberly licking and sucking them. Sabine patted her hair as Marinette took what had been denied her since she was four.
Both women felt a desire burning in their crotches. Ladybug fell onto her back letting the bigger older women tower over her. Ladybug still had the dildo (which was double sided). With some help from her mom, she inserted it in her virgin pussy while the other end was taken by her mother's experience one. Marinette held onto Mom's hips as they thrust the toy into each other. She could see her mother's whole body shake. Her belly, her folds, her breasts. Even akumatized, Sabine was breathtaking.
"Oh, oh, Mo-Mrs. Dupain-Cheng! Mrs. Dupain-Cheng!"
"Mh Ladybug. My Ladybug."
Ladybug's privates and thighs were wet with her slick, she was so close.
"Aaaaagh," the two ladies shouted as they came together. The water cannon broke, turning back into a shower head as the butterfly flew off.
Ladybug produced her yo-yo and used it to turn everything back. "No more evil doing for you little akuma. Time to de evilize! Bye, bye little butterfly."
Back in his layer Hawk Moth growled. "Ladybug, you're more filthy than I thought. No matter. It won't save your miraculous from me! I'll get it next time!"
Sabine turned back to normal. Her nipples were the same rosy pink as her daughter's. “Oh, oh jeez. Ladybug, I’m so sorry. I’m so embarrassed.”
Ladybug put her hand on her shoulder. “Don’t be. You have nothing to be embarrassed about. We all get frustrated.” Ladybug kissed her again, their naked bodies pressed together. Ladybug gave Sabine a small communicator. “For when you’re feeling… frustrated again.” Ladybug slipped back into her suit before swinging out the window again, leaving a blushing Sabine alone in the hotel.
“Oh my.”
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ashtheshortstack · 4 years
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Into The Rush
Rating: Explicit Ship: Adrien/Marinette Smutember 2020
Tags: Smut, Camping Trip, No Miraculous AU
There were many reasons Adrien had been excited for this trip with his friends. He’d never been camping before and taking a trip out into the woods was very exciting. His father was always so suffocating, trapping him at home and not allowing him to go out with friends. Adrien didn’t understand why his father was so overprotective, but he’d been like that ever since his mother, Emilie, had gotten ill and passed away. While his mother’s death tore him apart, Adrien handled the situation much better than his father. Gabriel became much colder and closed off, almost cruel. He’d always been a stick in the mud, but he’d become so over the top without Emilie to handle him.
Thankfully, there was Nathalie. She’d stepped in a lot since his mother passed. And because of her, Adrien was able to go on a trip with his friends. He was mostly excited about spending the weekend with Marinette. He’d had a ridiculously huge crush on his best friend since starting school four years ago. Despite how much he liked her, he tried to date other girls. Adrien desperately hadn’t wanted to ruin his first real friendship with all his romantic feelings.
Kagami had been good for him. She was wonderful as far as first relationships went. It helped distract him from the fact that Marinette had started dating Luka as well. Even while he was with Kagami, and no matter how much he cared for her… it wasn’t what he felt for Marinette. He felt like he was leading Kagami on. She was understandably upset when Adrien decided to end things with her, but she hit the nail on the head when asking if he had stronger feelings for someone else.
When Marinette and Luka broke up, Adrien was shocked. He thought she was so happy with him. It’s why he was willing to let her go… so she could be with someone who could give her that. Alya eventually spilled that Marinette liked someone else more. Part of him had a hunch that maybe that person was him… and maybe he’d get a chance alone with her sometime during the weekend to confess his feelings with hope she’d reciprocate.
It was a nerve wracking thought, but he wanted to tell her. He wanted her to know. As much as he was terrified that she’d deny him and it could very well ruin their friendship, the thought of her saying yes outweighed the risk for him.
However, he hadn’t planned on stumbling upon her in the woods. Naked. In a small pond as she washed her skin.
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aldbooks · 2 years
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https://archiveofourown.org/works/17219033/chapters/94050505
Miraculeux - Ch 23 - I can’t sleep until I feel your touch
Rating: M
Summary: NSFW incoming!! 🔥🔥
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wildthingpoorboy · 11 months
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CYOA - Adrien's Average Day Pt 5
The previous choices were less obvious but they lead into a completely different scenario. You guys voted and with a 2/3 victory, you all get to see what happens next.
*Adrien stayed awake for class. Bustier is not upset.
"I should really try to stay awake. At least until lunch."
Adrien pinched himself and with a little bit of effort was able to keep himself away until the lunch hour. The lecture wasn't too boring. The best part was Bustier reminding Adrien to see her after class, with a wink.
At lunch, Adrien sat with his friends but couldn't help but yawn once or twice. A sight that did not go unnoticed.
"Is everything alright Adrien?" asked Marinette.
"What? Oh yeah. I just had a...busy morning," Adrien replied. "I just hope I can make it through the rest of the day. I don't want Miss Bustier to give me another reason to stay after class."
"Especially after missing first period," Nino added.
"Yeah," Adrien shrugged.
"Well, there's actually still a bunch of time left for lunch," said Nino. "Maybe take nap or something."
"No way," Kim interrupted. "That'll make him even more sleepy. You gotta move around. Get the blood flowing. Do some kind of physical activity."
'Physical activity is what got me into this mess in the first place,' Adrien thought.
"That's a great idea," said Alix. "Come on, Agreste. How about a race around the gym? That'll set you straight."
"Adrien just needs some fresh air," said Rose. "You could come to the park with Juleka and me."
"Totally," mumbled Juleka.
"No way," said Kim. "Swimming is the best exercise."
"Seriously?" Alya asked. "You don't have time for that."
"It's worth a shot. What do you say, Adrien?"
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ghostlyhamburger · 4 years
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There Was Only One Bed
Pairing: Adrienette
Warning: Highly NSFW. Basically smut.
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I’m going to try this thing of putting my fics on Tumblr as well as ao3, pls enjoy
Marinette had been excited for a road trip across Europe, taking in the sights with her friends and enjoying a few weeks of just sheer fun before starting university. The group of four were all going to stay in Paris, so they would see each other, but it wouldn’t really be the same. This was going to be their last hurrah.
It was really a miracle that Adrien was allowed to come along. His father laid down some strict rules, of course, but it wasn’t much of a fight. Gabriel had been a lot more easygoing as Adrien planned for university, perhaps realizing his iron hold over the young man would be ending soon.
Privately, Marinette thought that the elder Agreste’s attitude change coming right around the time Hawkmoth stopped attacking was something to consider, but she didn’t want to worry Adrien with those concerns.
Which meant she never told Chat, either—the two had revealed themselves to each other, and while nothing seemed to change between them, they were better friends from that point, relaxed around each other and comfortable teasing and joking.
Marinette, Adrien, Nino, and Alya found themselves at a hotel in Lagos, Portugal. Adrien was the best at Portugese, so he talked to the check-in manager to book some rooms.
“It’s nice that Agreste Senior is paying for all our lodging,” Alya commented as the other three waited.
“Yeah, but too bad it was just so Adrien wouldn’t stay in a hostel with peasants,” Nino muttered.
Adrien returned with four keycards. “Okay, got the rooms.”
Alya snatched two of the cards out of his hand. “Dibs on sleeping with Nino!”
“No one was fighting for that,” Adrien said with a laugh. “So, Mari, I guess that leaves you with me?”
“Y-yeah,” she said, her cheeks turning pink. They were just friends sharing a room. There was nothing to read into that.
**
As Adrien opened the door to the bedroom, Marinette saw a problem right away.
“Uh—there’s only one bed.”
“Shit,” Adrien muttered. “They did say the hotel is almost sold out…I swear I said two people in the room, though.”
“M-maybe they thought we were a couple?”
Adrien glanced away from her, and said, “So, I’ll take the floor.”
“No,” Marinette replied. “You’ve been doing most of the driving today. Take the bed.”
“I’m not going to leave you on the floor,” he said. “You take the bed.”
She bit her lip, glancing at the bed again, noting how large it was. “We could share? I-I mean, we’ve been in tighter spots before…”
“Yeah,” Adrien said with a grin. “We’ll share. So, uh, do you want to take the shower first?”
Marinette nodded before darting into the bathroom. Once Adrien heard the shower running, he started to move the suitcases, setting them both at the end of the bed before lying on the mattress to see just how big it really was. There was definitely room for two people there, but it was going to be very close.
He’d stopped flirting with his partner after discovering she was Marinette. The poor girl never seemed quite comfortable around his civilian side, so he didn’t want to cross a line and lose the most amazing person in his life.
He stripped out of the clothes he’d been wearing all day and stood in the room in just his boxers, grabbing a fresh pair to change into after his shower. He tried very hard not to think about the fact that on just the other side of the wall, Marinette was naked and wet and…he focused on reciting the periodic table in his head instead.
The water stopped, and not long after Marinette emerged, a fluffy white robe wrapped around her body. She gave him a small smile and murmured, “I, uh, forgot to bring a change of clothes in there.”
“No problem,” he said, his voice catching half in his throat. He headed into the bathroom, praying that Marinette wouldn’t glance down below his waist.
There was no way he was going to survive the night like this—so he took some time in the shower to stroke his cock, letting his fantasies run wild for just a little while. He imagined Marinette slipping into the bathroom, pulling back the shower curtain to join him. Would she touch him with her soft hands, or move to her knees to wrap her pink lips around his cock?
He felt a little dirty thinking about his sweet friend like this, but he knew he’d feel even worse if he let his dick accidentally poke her in the night, so fantasy it was. Fantasy Marinette wasn’t going to judge him for wanting her.
He washed the evidence of his fantasizing down the drain with the soap suds and pulled on a fresh pair of boxers before leaving the bathroom. He didn’t see the need to sleep in anything different just because Marinette was there—and he hadn’t actually packed pajamas, anyways.
He was ready to go back out into the hotel room and face her again. Or, at least he thought that, until he saw her dressed in pink satin pajamas, a tank top and shorts both lined with black lace, sitting on the edge of the bed brushing her hair.
Of course, he wouldn’t know that she’d held onto this particular pajama set just for a moment like this, and her heart was racing as she was highly aware of just how much skin she was showing.
Her hairbrush hit a snarl and she whimpered as the brush tugged at her head. Adrien didn’t realize he was stepping towards her until he asked, “Do you want some help with that?”
“Are you good with hair?” she asked, but she handed him the brush.
He sat beside her, trying not to focus on how her wet hair made her shirt cling to her skin, her nipples poking against the fabric across her breast. He gently ran the brush through her hair, easing out a knot with his fingers. The still-wet strands slid across his fingertips like silk.
“That feels nice,” she murmured as he worked out the knot and pulled the brush through her hair. He pushed gently on her scalp, letting the bristles press against her head, and she moaned.
It was a soft sound, but enough to get Adrien’s dick to respond again. He glared down at his lap before handing the brush back to Marinette and saying, “Well, I think I’m going to go to sleep now.”
“Y-yeah, good idea,” she said, her heart sinking slightly at how quickly he moved away from her, practically diving under the covers. She stood to slip into the bed on her side, turning off the bedside lamp before crossing her arms over her body, trying desperately to avoid touching Adrien and make everything even more awkward.
As she started to relax, her hands slipped to rest beside her body, and she ended up with one palm resting on Adrien’s leg. She didn’t want to move it—she was comfortable, and his leg was a safe enough spot.
“Uh, Marinette?” he asked suddenly, his voice sounding strange. She reflexively flexed her hand and that was not his leg.
“Sorry!” she cried, snatching her hand away. “I—I really should just sleep on the floor.” She started to get out of the bed, but suddenly, he was holding her hand.
“Stay, please,” he murmured. “I’ll give you some more space.”
She glanced at him, trying to read his expression in the dim moonlight that streamed in through the window. “A-all right.”
She settled back into the bed, turning onto her side so she could face him.
“What is it?” he asked, also turning, towards her.
“I—um. It’s nothing. Never mind.”
“Marinette,” he murmured.
“It’s, um—is that, uh, because of…me?”
“Is what?”
“You know,” she muttered, her eyes flicking down, looking in the general direction of his dick.
“Oh,” he replied, his cheeks turning red. “I, uh—yeah—I’m sorry, this has to be too weird for you—”
“No, it’s fine, I shouldn’t have—”
Their eyes met, and they both started giggling, a small sound that soon turned to loud laughter.
“I just don’t want to make you uncomfortable,” Adrien said.
She nodded. “That’s what I’m worried about too. I don’t want to touch you if you don’t like it—”
He tried to stifle another laugh. “My Lady, not liking it is the opposite of the problem.”
Marinette sighed, and shifted in the bed, moving closer to him. “Can we just get comfortable to sleep? And whatever happens with what your body parts or my body parts do—we can ignore it. We’re both adults, we can handle this.”
“Sure,” Adrien replied. He moved slightly, angling himself closer to her, letting one arm drape around her waist. Their legs were tangled together, his thigh resting between her legs. It was much more intimate, but it was comfortable.
She shut her eyes, and he watched her, the way her eyelashes fluttered against her cheeks as her lips parted. He could stay awake all night, just watching her, knowing he was lucky enough to hold her close like this—but his erection was pressed awkwardly against her hip and he wanted so much more.
“Marinette?” he murmured, and her eyes shot open. “I—if you don’t want to that’s fine, but—can I kiss you?”
She smiled, but instead of answering, just pressed slightly closer to him, her lips so close to his, letting him close the last few millimeters.
He kissed her, finally, and her lips were so soft against his, her hand resting against his chest, her legs clenching, holding him tightly against her. One small, sweet kiss turned to two, three, and they were less sweet, more passion and more hands roaming, until she let out a soft moan.
“Make that sound again,” he muttered, his hands at her waist, slipping under the hem of her shirt. “Please.”
She gasped, and her hips rolled, the apex of her legs pressing against his thigh. “Oh, Adrien…”
He pushed up her shirt, and she shifted, moving to straddle him as she tossed the shirt to the side of the bed. He sat up so he could keep kissing her, lips on her neck, trailing down to her exposed breasts that he cupped in his hands, each small touch pulling more moans from her. His lips found her nipple, sucking at the peak, gently taking it between his teeth.
Marinette groaned, her hips pushing against him, and he could feel her heat against his cock through the thin fabrics that separated them. He moved his head, turning his mouth to her other breast, as his hands wandered lower, gently tugging at the waistband of her shorts.
His fingers rested there, unsure if he should push any more, until he heard her whimper, “Please, Adrien, touch me…”
He pushed his hand down into her shorts, and was instantly rewarded by the feeling of warm skin and the knowledge that she wasn’t wearing underwear. He brushed his fingertips over her folds and felt how wet she was, so wet that his fingers slipped inside her easily, making her moan loudly, beautifully.
“God I want you,” he murmured, lifting his head again to kiss her lips, her jaw, her neck. “I’ve wanted you for so long…”
“I’ve dreamed about being with you,” she admitted. “This is so much better...don’t stop.”
He wasn’t planning on stopping. His fingers curled inside her pussy, and she whined, her hips moving faster as she fucked herself on his hand. He watched her breasts bounce each time she rolled her hips, and he knew he could never go back to just imagining her again.
Her breathing picked up, and she kissed him hard before abruptly pulling back. “W-wait,” she managed to gasp.
“What is it?” he asked, pulling his hand back.
“I—I want to come with you inside me,” she said quickly, unable to look directly at him.
Adrien just smirked and casually licked her off of his fingers. “I think I can do that for you, my Lady.”
She moved her hips away from him, just long enough to shimmy her shorts down her legs while he kicked off his boxers. He turned with her in the bed again, moving to kneel over her as he kissed her.
“Please, Adrien,” she groaned between kisses. “I’ve wanted you for years, please don’t make me wait any more…”
“Years?” he asked, the new information suddenly catching him off guard. “My Lady, you know I’ve loved you since we met…”
Her eyes widened. “But—you stopped all that flirting after you knew who I was—I thought you didn’t—”
He cut off her words by kissing her deeply, trying to communicate years of love and want through his lips. “I didn’t want to lose you as a friend. You’re so important to me, Marinette.”
Her lips curved into a smirk. “Prove how important, then.”
He grinned as he gripped her hips, gently angling her so he could line up his cock with her entrance. He slowly pushed himself into her, watching her expression melt from the teasing smirk to a pleasured, wordless cry. He held her tight as he settled his cock into her, feeling her clenched tight around him.
“I love you,” she murmured, her head lolling back in pleasure. “Always loved you…”
He kissed her neck, his hips starting to move faster as he thrust into her. “My Lady, my Princess…”
She smiled, moving her legs to wrap around his hips. “Ohh, my Prince…”
Words were lost to them as they moved together, the only sound in the room their groans and the soft slap of skin against skin.
Marinette’s groans became whimpering panting cries as she clung tightly to him. “So close…Adrien…Adrien!”
He watched her as she came, searing her face and her moans into his mind, his own orgasm following soon after. He kissed her fiercely as he spilled into her, letting himself be completely enveloped with Marinette.
When they parted, she smiled at him softly before yawning. He chuckled and tucked a strand of hair behind her ear. “We should sleep, huh?”
“Yeah,” she murmured.
“Can I keep you in my arms all night?”
“You’re so cheesy,” she replied. “But yes. Of course yes.”
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