Day Three: Masturbation
Hhh, I know I'm a little late. It only goes up from here so brace yourselves.
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It’s been nearly three years that Marinette has been Ladybug and three years since that black cat leather wearing boy had been her partner and closest friend. Sure, Alya knew her civilian self well, but she couldn’t share that she was Ladybug.

Chat Noir, on the other hand, she could vaguely tell him things about her civilian life as Ladybug and well… He was always there. He even started to visit her civilian self a couple months after several interactions and the cat in him came out more than often.

It’s usually Chat Noir coming in through her terrace door after dinner and laying in bed, talking about the days events. It was mostly Chat telling her of an akuma attack of the day and him exaggerating how much of a hero he was, before going on about how awesome Ladybug was. It was adorable really, how much Chat adored her alter ego.

The years have gone on and she guessed that years of just teasing and no reciprocation from Ladybug, made Chat pay more attention to Marinette. Ironic. Their chats started to consist more of Marinette talking about her day, more of Chat Noir looking up at her in adoration that Marinette didn’t notice.

Tonight was different. It had been oddly quiet all day, but after Marinette headed upstairs after dinner, she wasn’t surprised when Tikki told her that was an akuma wandering about the park. It wasn’t an ordinary akuma either, it was a particularly annoying one that had her exceptionally tired and sticky once she got home.

Marinette had just finished getting dressed, freshly out of the shower, when she heard a knock on terrace door. She turned off her lights and the terrace door opened, the moonlight illuminated the black cat that slinked into her bed. She giggled quietly and climbed up to her bed, finding him tangled in her bedsheets.

“Sorry I’m late, did you miss me?” Marinette rolled her eyes as she climbed into bed with him, Chat laying on her stomach as soon as she laid down. She felt more warmth than usual, finding that his hair was damp too. She guessed that she wasn’t the only one who was tired and sticky.

“I was on the verge of crying myself to sleep.” She quipped and Chat chuckled.

“I hope you don’t mind if we just lay here for a while. There was late night akuma and I’m worn out.” Marinette smiled and nodded.

“I don’t mind.” Chat smiled and wrapped his arms around Marinette’s waist, hugging her.

Adrien always liked visiting Marinette. She was always warm and sunny and she always smelled so good; a mixture of warmth, pastries and baked goods. She smelt like what a home should smell like, welcoming. She was freshly showered too, and she smelled even sweeter then.

Being transformed with a cat, his sense of smell was heightened. He loved the smell of Marinette’s body wash so he stuffed his nose into her belly and inhaled deeply. It was weird, to say the least, but Marinette didn’t mind. She let her fingers play with his damp hair, eliciting a purr from him.
They remained in silence, Marinette scrolling through her phone while her other fingers idly curled in Chat’s hair. His purrs were rumbling and the vibrations were going through her and Chat was getting heavy. She glanced down at him and she noticed that had his eyes closed. Had he dozed off?
The rumbles of Chat’s purr… made her shift under him. It was uncomfortable, and it made Marinette realize that it was uncomfortable in the best way. It was impossible to move under the weight of him. Heat started to grow between her legs and her hips rose slightly as her legs rubbed together to try to settle the heat.
The purring suddenly stopped and the arms around her waist tightened. She gasped and Chat’s ears twitched. “Chat?” He grumbled into her belly, sounding a lot like a growl. He rubbed his face into her belly and he started to trail lower, the tip of his mask scraping across her skin and making her shiver.

“Smells sweet.” He mumbled.

“Chat, don’t you dare.” Chat stopped at the hem of her shorts, one of his hands coming out from under and stretching.

“You know Mari, you’re really bad at hiding things.” Marinette froze, her legs tensing.

“W-What are you talking about?” She asked, looking down at him. It was a mistake to do so, because his green eyes were practically glowing as he looked back up at her.

“One, I can smell you.” He buried his nose into the hem of her shorts and inhaled. “Secondly,” He pulled his arm back and up, holding an item in his hand. “You left this here and in plain sight.” It was pink and average sized, notches at the bottom that measured intensity. It was her vibrator. Marinette quickly sat up and tried to reach for it but Chat Noir pulled back, holding it away.

“Give it to me Chat-!” He put a gloved finger on her lips, shushing her gently.

“Marinette, if you’re any louder, your mama and papa will hear that you have a boy in your room.” He sang. Marinette glared at him and she reached for it again.

“Chat, please.” She whisper shouted. Chat Noir simply smirked and crouched, starting to slowly crawl to her.

“I like the sound of you saying that.” He rumbled and she crawled back.

“Chat, stop it.”

“Should I though? The smells of your body are telling me otherwise.” The bell on his collar jingled, and within a blink of eye, he was on his hands and knees over her, one knee at her crotch. “Well princess? I’m waiting.” He rubbed his knee against the material of her crotch and she gasped, biting down on her lip.

“C-Chat, stop that!” He rubbed vague circles with his knee, one hand trailing to her waist.

“You’re asking me to stop but it’s increasing. Your body isn’t agreeing with what you’re saying.” He sang, stopping his movements. His claw teased at the hem, but he hooked it under her shirt and slowly tugged upwards, being sure that his claw scraped against her skin. “And look at you, Mari, you’re not wearing a bra.” He tutted as she tried to cover her bare breasts from him. “Who’s the naughty one here?” She crossed her arm over her chest, a blush coming from her ears to her chest.

“S-Shut up, I just showered, I wasn’t expecting a visitor.” She hissed.

“Oh, come on Mari, I come nearly every other night, it’s not the first time I drop in ‘unexpected’. Truly, you are a naughty princess.” He smirked and a hand sneaked under her arm, squeezing generously.

“H-Hey!” She gasped and Chat  picked up his knee grinding again, making Marinette hold back a groan. Chat continued the movements and Marinette made no efforts to stop him, despite being completely embarrassed.

“Pretend all you want princess, I can tell you like this.” Taking hold of the vibrator, he turned it on to the lowest intensity and pushed it against the layers of fabric against her crotch. She gasped again, her back arching slightly, her voice coming out in a hummed moan. Chat smiled, leaning in closer. “I can’t hear you.” He sang and he started move the tip in a circular motion.

“C-Chat…” His named was moaned at to him and he loved it, her sweet voice giving him more encouragement. He pressed the vibrator to the peak of her thighs, making her moan again.

“My, my, what a lewd mouth the princess has.” Chat moved the fabric of her shorts aside and continued to rub the vibrator against her. Even through the leather of his suit, he could feel the heat and dampness from between her legs.

“Chat, please.” She whispered. He looked back up at her, his ears twitching at her pleads.

“Please what?” He hummed. She looked away, writhing under his teases and gaze. With his free hand, he grabbed her chin gently and made her look at him. “Please what, princess?” His voice was as sweet as a mewl but it drove her insane.

“D-Don’t just tease me.” Chat smirked.

“Oh, but what’s with those manners, princess?” Chat rubbed the length of the vibrator against her panties, making Marinette hiss softly.

“Good lord Chat, just fuck…” She stuttered to breath and she felt her panties being tucked to the side. “Please.” She begged. Chat smiled and he slid the vibrator across the length of her lips, lubricating the vibrator enough.

“That’s better.” He smiled as she whimpered and he inserted the vibrator in slowly. She gasped and groaned upon entrance and her lower body shifted impatiently as he continued to slowly push in. “Wow Mari, it slid all the way in.” She chewed into her bottom lip, before she let out a stuttered sigh.

“S-Shut… Up.” Chat tutted at her.

“Aw, is that how you’re going to be?” He rose the intensity of the vibrations and she gasped again, her moans becoming louder. But her moans were cut with whimpers as Chat started to pull the vibrator out.

“A-Ah, wait!” She closed her legs on Chat’s arm and he looked up at her, smug. “P-Please, don’t.” Chat chuckled and he slid in the whole length. He turned up to the next and last intensity, starting to pump the vibrator in and out.

Marinette’s toes curled and she lifted her bottom from the bed, her voice nearly about to cry out, but Chat pressed his lips against hers, taking in her moans. “Despite loving the sound of your voice calling my name, you don’t want the whole neighborhood to hear, do you?” She shook her head as she tried to muffle her moans. Chat smiled and continued his thrusting, watching as she grabbed a pillow and bit down to muffle her feedback.

Marinette was a huge and utter mess, her mind was in a haze and she was getting overly sensitized by the second. Chat was showing no mercy, only watching with adoration and being completely smug as he sent her over her edge. She whimpered as Chat turned it off and pulled out, grabbing a nearby tissue to wrap the vibrator in for later cleaning.

Marinette laid under Chat’s gaze, covered in sheen of sweat and panting for air. “You’re beautiful.” He mumbled and his miraculous started beeping. Marinette sighed softly, looking at his ring. “I’ll be back to continue this later. Until then, princess.” He kissed her forehead and slinked back into the night.