Everyone loves a little bit of Adrinette.

In where Mari is the dom queen.

Reader discretion is advised.

"A change of pace is always nice."

"Maybe this time, you'll be the one to be all hot and bothered." She let out a smirk and he gulped. "What? Are you nervous, kitty?"

"O-Of course not my lady, it's just..." He squirmed underneath her.

"Yes?" Marinette was straddling Adrien on the couch, game remotes put to the side. They were playing a game loosely based of strip poker, every time one of them lost a match, they had to remove an article of clothing.

Usually, Marinette like to lose and have Adrien win. However, it was a little different this time. Marinette still had her shirt, bra and panties on, while the only thing Adrien had on, were his Agreste labelled briefs.

"So?" Marinette asked again as Adrien writhed beneath her.

"It's just... Hard to limit the imagination when there's only one piece of fabric between you and me." Marinette gave a low chuckle.

"Oh, but there's more than just one, kitty." She took hold of his hands and brought them to her chest. "If this is where you want to go, you have two layers to go through."

"M-Mari..."

"And if you want to go here..." She moved his hands down to her hips. "Technically, there's one, if you use your hands, but..." She rolled her hips, against the erection that was pressing into her inner thighs.

"Bugaboo." He groaned.

"If you want to use that, there's two layers, baby." He hissed lowly this time.

"My lady." He tightened his grip on her hips and wanted to grind her against him, but Marinette giggled.

"Ah, ah." She rose onto her knees, the warmth between her legs gone. "I'm the one who gets to say what goes on here." He let out a little huff of frustration, looking the other way. Marinette couldn't contain her laughter.

"Is that any way to convince me to do things for you?" His gaze met hers, his eyes glowing.

"Princess.." He purred, lowering her down onto his legs again. Marinette wiggled against him, getting comfortable, making him hum. "Can kitty get a treat tonight?"

"Does my kitty know the magic word?"

"Please?" Adrien cooed as her rubbed his nose against hers." She giggled.

"Maybe. If kitty has good enough manners." He was getting giddy. That was a no-no.

"Can my princess please fuck me?" He purred against her ear in that husky manner of his. Shame was long gone, something that Marinette was usually able to control. Adrien had good tact, trying out with that question (it's more of a 'can I fuck you now?'), it usually has an amazing effect on her; she usually became a pink, stammering mess. This time, it wasn't the case.

"No." She replied with a smirk. Adrien was caught off guard by her statement, letting out a disappointed hum. "Tell me what you want from me. And no, you can't ask for sex right off the bat." Adrien gave a pout, but smiled softly.

"Can I kiss you?" He pulled back to see her eyes. "Please?" He added with a playful smile. She rolled her eyes.

"Fine." He cupped her cheek with one hand, the other holding her waist. He pressed his lips gently against hers and she rose to drape her arms around his shoulders. Their lips molded together, breaths mingling and exchanging as the kiss rose in fervor. Adrien's tongue swiped across her bottom lip, asking for entry.

Marinette hesitated at first, but decided to let him in, his tongue meeting hers. As their kiss deepened. The hand that was cupping Marinette's cheek began to travel downward, moving down her neck and shoulder, and wanting to creep up her shirt.

"Can I touch you?" He asked in between kisses.

"Magic word?"

"Please?"

"Yes." She gasped and Adrien started to kiss her neck as his hand began to move up her shirt. His kisses moved down to her neck, suckling gently. Marinette hummed, enjoying the small sensations. Adrien's fingers slipped under her bra and Marinette leaned into his touch.

"May I?" He asked against her neck and she nodded silently. His hand cupped her breast and he knead it gently, lovingly, eliciting a hummed moan from her. Marinette felt Adrien push against her thigh desperately and he tugged gently on her nipple.

"Stop." She gasped quietly. Adrien unwillingly did, bringing his hand to meet his other at her hips, looking down at her, awaiting her next command. Marinette pressed herself against his chest and tucked herself under his chin, giving his chin soft pecks. "What do you want?" She whispered.

"Can you touch me, please?" She pulled away and smirked, bringing a hand to his hair. She ran her fingers through his blond locks, gripping the hair around his neck and tugging back, bringing out a gasp from him.

"You're going to have to be more specific than that, mon minou." She whispered into his ear in a sultry manner that made him shiver.

"C-Can you.." He brought one of the hands that was draped across his shoulder down and between the two of their legs. "Please princess, stoke me out?" Marinette gave a soft chuckle.

"Stroke what Adrien?" She ran a nail from on top of his heated erection, up his torso, between all his muscles and under his chin. "Tell me what you want me to do." She smiled. Adrien shivered under his touch, shame shaking his body.

"Can my princess stroke my dick please?" He asked, a blush crossing the bridge of his nose. Marinette couldn't wipe the smug look off her face. Surely, this would come back and bite her in the ass another day, but if she was going to have fun today, she was going to do her possible worst... But best.

"Since kitty has been so polite." She peppered soft kisses along his jawline and the same finger trailed downwards, bringing out another shiver from Adrien. Down her finger went, but instead of continuing past his brief, her finger hooked on the hem. Her finger pulled down, exposing midriff and soon enough, the firm erection.

Marinette tugged the fabric lower and she took him in her hands, humming delightedly. He groaned softly and she picked up a slow rhythm, making him hum. He leaned his head back, chewing on his lip. Her pace increased, making his hums grow into moans.

"I want to hear you." Marinette whispered huskily.

"God, fuck, Mari.." He groaned. He hips bucked and moisture dripped from the tip. He twitched in her hand and she could tell he was coming closer, to which she slowed her pace to the slowest, smiling almost cruelly.

"You can't until I say so." He stammered exasperatedly.

"B-But Mari.."

"No buts Adrien. Do you want to get a treat tonight?" He nodded quietly. "Then you have to do as I ask." He groaned softly, tucking some hair behind her ear. She smiled up at him before getting off of him and kneeling on the ground. His green eyes were liquid as Marinette brought her lips closer to him, pressing her lips to the top with a gentle kiss. He twitched in her hands, Adrien threading his fingers through her hair.

"Don't you dare make a move. Or else this is cancelled." Her voice was sharp and demanding and Adrien understood the message she was relaying, but he couldn't help how turned on he was because of her. Her position of power, the way she looked up at him, it just all mixed together and he didn't know how much longer he could hold out for.

"M-Marinette.." He muttered as she continued to work on him. She ignored his plight, continuing to work wonders with her mouth. It came to the point where Adrien had to pull her away, groaning.

"Adrien." Her voice was firm but Adrien shushed her back just as firmly.

"You said... you said I couldn't until you let me." Marinette's expression softened, realizing that she had been pushing him so hard while he was trying to hold in.

"I'm sorry, I guess I got... carried away." She chuckled shyly and she looked up at him as he swept one hand under her chin.

"It's okay. I just.. don't think I can hold out any longer." She stared into his glowing eyes for a time until she let out a smile.

"I don't think I can either." She admitted. A smirk grew across Adrien's face as she said that.

"So?" He asked, tugging on her hair gently. "May I?" She chuckled, smirking right back.

"May you what, Adrien?" She asked.

"Have the pleasure of making you mine?" She stood, removing the rest of her clothing.

"It would be my pleasure." She smiled as she straddled him once again.