Chapter 38: what are friends for anyways?

By the end of the week they were back in Paris. When they got back it was quiet for another month before akuma attacks started to strike up again. Everyone assumed it might've been because Hawkmoth must've been enjoying his summer vacation. He was a normal person in his free time, right? Either way they were grateful for the lack of destructive teenage villains all over town demolishing half the city. Things became ever more set in place and back to normal when the school year started up again.

Adrien and Marinette had accidentally forgotten to tell Nino and Alya about their real relationship, so they were shocked nonetheless to find them secretly kissing in the library. No one ever questioned their relationship when they got back from Madrid, and they even tried not to get caught by journalists and such when they were out and about. Instead they kept that to themselves to enjoy behind closed doors. Which was considerably getting harder and harder. It seemed the longer they were together the more affectionate they were. All the time they were touching in some way that was absolutely more than necessary. Marinette's legs had somehow migrated from underneath her to his lap during lunch times and they were always doing something with their hands. His head always fit so perfectly in the crook of her neck, and of course she had to run his fingers through his hair when he snuggled closer. Even Ladybug and Chat Noir had a hard time keeping their hands to themselves during akuma battles.

As much as Marinette wanted them to remain professional during their battles, she couldn't resist biting back at his flirtatious advances. It started with more and more suggestive flirting, and then progressed to lingering touches and light pecks on the cheek. Ladybug knew she had to draw a line when he smacked her ass playfully, yet ended up smacking his in return. Of course news reporters had taken a notice towards the duo's shift in relationship and pried as much as they could. Thank god none of them knew about their late night patrols. Although late night patrols usually ended up as early morning patrols.

"My lady," Chat murmured as he kissed her neck. Ladybug giggled and bit her lip as he tightened his arms around her waist.

"Mm…paws to yourself kitten," she replied and turned around to kiss him.

"You know that's impawsible, bugaboo," he purred and held her body close against him. She rolled her eyes and cupped his face.

"We had play time earlier. Don't you think we've had enough?" She said and poked his nose. He wrinkled it and smiled.

"No such thing," he mumured and teasingly nipped at her bottom lip before kissing her.

"You…have a flight…tomorrow," she reminded him between his kisses.

"I'd rather be tired as shit than spend less time with you," he whispered and rubbed his thumb against her shoulder blade. She opened her mouth to speak, but it was quickly occupied by his.

"Mm…Adrien…" she sighed and shifted her hands over his chest. His tongue quickly darted out against her lower lip, and there was no way she could deny her boyfriend like that. This was usually the moment when stopping was hopeless.

"Come with me," he breathed. Ladybug frowned.

"Adrien, you know I can't. I have to stay here for Christmas with my family," she replied. It was the same thing she said every time he suggested it for the past month.

"I know, but…damn I'm gonna miss you so much…" he frowned as well before wetting his lips.

"I know. I'm gonna miss you too. I was looking forward to spending Christmas with you this year," she said.

"I know, I was too. I seriously hate my dad for pulling me to this fashion conference…I really have nothing to do with it," he murmured. She reached up and held his cheek lovingly.

"Hey, it'll be okay. We have New Years together and then next Christmas and then the Christmas after that…we'll have plenty of Christmases," she smiled. He smiled back.

"You always know what to say," he spoke. She laughed.

"Honestly I think we're both just hopelessly in love with each other," she replied with a grin. He laughed as well and nodded.

"Yes, that could be a factor too."

"That and I'm just so good with words," she said as she languidly draped her arms around his neck.

"That too."

"So good with words that I even convinced your dad to come over to the bakery on New Years," she informed him. Adrien's eyes lit up.

"R-really? He said he would?" He asked. Mari nodded.

"Yup. I even made Nathalie put it in his calendar so he wouldn't cancel," she confirmed.

"Mari, that's…oh my god! I can't believe that!" He exclaimed as he suddenly pulled her close in to a tight hug. The heroine giggled and he laughed as he spun her around.

"You are an angel, Marinette Dupain-Cheng," he sang and planted a kiss on her lips. She held his face again as an endless line of giggles spewed from her lips.

"And you, Adrien Agreste, are an excited little kitten," she said before he kissed her again.

"How could I not be excited? My dad is finally gonna meet your parents instead of receive a letter in the mail asking to steal you away for the summer."

"You have a point there," she granted. He laughed again before kissing her again.

The kiss turned slower and filled Marinette with the love she knew he felt for her. She was ever so eager to match him, pressing her lips firmly in to his and opening it immediately. Their lips shifted and fit together perfectly like a puzzle. Mari ran her fingers through his messy Chat hair and smiled against his mouth when he purred. The throaty sound emanating from his chest showed just how eager he was to show her his love. His hot wet tongue reintroduced himself to hers and an airy moan left her when she felt the added heat. Her moan still had the same affect on him as the first one he heard. It still filled him with desire and want, and it still made his head feel light and his heart race. When he pulled back and lazily blinked at her she was pink in the face looking back with lidded eyes.

"Chat…" she whispered in a voice that sent shivers down his spine.

She only called him Chat in that tone of voice when she really wanted him. He traced her jaw and ran his thumb over her bottom lip. Familiarity sparked between them, as it usually did, when she lightly bit down on his clawed thumb. He bit his lip, and she dangerously pressed her tongue against the pad and slowly dragged the wet muscle. His claw dragged against her pink flesh, and he could feel the warmth through the magical leather of his suit. He clamped down on his lip as an eager groan slipped out. Her blue eyes flicked up to his before biting his thumb again and lightly sucking on it. When he pulled his finder from her mouth to kiss her he was stopped by her hand against his lips.

"Ask," she ordered. He was breathing heavy as he stared down at her. His gaze was filled with desire and want and lust, but most of all love. Chat looked at her like she was the stars and the sun and the moon all in one. Adrien looked at her like she was the missing piece in his life. He looked at her like teenage boy who was utterly and hopelessly in love with someone.

"May I please kiss you?"

She smirked.

"Of course. What are friends for anyways?"