Credit goes to: @galacticbutterflies

Background Information: F/n L/n, an extremely well know wanted criminal in which people can't decide is either good or bad. Why do I say this? Well, the fact is, F/n seems to have this patter when stealing: she steals from some rich douche bag (of any gender), who crossed paths with this particular girl under the mask. And instead of spending all the nice and rich things she steals herself, she exchanges it for food, money, clothing and more to those in need of it.

Whether Y/n is labeled good or bad, she still is technically speaking, a criminal. Meaning it's natural for her, Ladybug, and Chat Noir to have a few run ins and close calls with each other as the duo defends Paris.

Let's just say, between those run ins during the late night fighting and escaping, Chat and Y/n had somehow developed feeling for one another. Unbeknownst the other; however, little do they know that will soon change...

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"Pfft...who does this guy this he's keepin' out? Even a dodo bird could figure out how to break into his security system with no problem. Such a waste to put one up" Y/n mumbled, as she soundlessly dropped from the rooftop, onto the marbled flooring.

Standing straight up, she began observing the huge space in which she dropped herself into: big open windows with a beautiful sight of the city, gorgeous marbled flooring, decked out decorations, and no other security in place for all the shiny and sparkling diamonds and jewels scattered throughout the interior decorations and table.

"He really is a dodo bird. And Karma is a beach when you mess with the wrong person. So with that combination, I guess you're going to have an amazing life bud. Congrats" Y/n smirked as she began to quietly unzip all the pockets laced into her belt.

Y/n unconsciously gazes out of the big window as she begins to place the valuables in her pockets. Letting a soft smile creep into her face as she sighs at how magical it is to be able to see Paris from this view point.

"And guess who the dodo bird is for standing right in front of an open window, in almost complete darkness, looking suspiciously sexy" a familiar voice sounded from behind a now startled Y/n. She whipped her head around, only to see the one and only: Chat Noir. Walking nonchalantly out from the shadows and over to her.

Y/n rolled her eyes upon seeing Chat, as butterflies erupted inside her stomach at each step he took, getting closer and closer to her.

Y/n and Chat have had many semi steamy  run ins these past few months Luna Moon; around the same time of her mysterious disappearance actually. Chat would never not could he ever replace his beautiful Luna Moon, but he'd began to give up on looking for her and waiting for her reappearance.

If she had truly cared about him, why would she leave him without a trace when they clearly had something going? Sure, they we cautious enough to know why they couldn't date date, however they made one another happy to be able to have this position of  'Paris's heroines'.

"Silly kitty. Don't you know it's rude to ease drop on people's conversations with themselves?"

"Hmmmm? Oh, really? Sorry kitten, I didn't know that. You know wanna know something? It's also rude and y'know, illegal, to break and enter somebodies home to steal their things in the middle of the night, did you know that kitten?"

"Oh, but you see, it's not when this "somebody" is not in fact a person, but merely a feral animal. Plus, you and I both know that I could easily get away from you in the matter if minutes" Y/n smirks as she turns her body away from the window, and directs her gaze into Chats bright green eyes.

Chat then stops right in front of Y/n. So close, her head almost touches his toned, black leathered chest.

Chat places a finger under Y/n's chin, making her fiery gaze meet his own. 

"Is that so?" Chat's voice mocks teasingly.

"I'm trying a different tactic this time. One where we'll both enjoy" Chat smirks, making Y/n tense up; getting ready to punch him. But it was too late, before Y/n could dock him in the face, Chat had already spun her around and shoved her chest first into the now not so crystal clear glass window; handcuffing her in the process.

"Gotcha~" Chat chucked, placing his chin in between the crevasse of her neck and shoulder as he held her against the window pains.

Y/n stopped squirming and let out an annoyed chuckle.

"First, I'd like to say I'm impressed you had the balls to do that, and second, I'm not Pokémon brick head" (((semi-child friendly book :P)))

Chat pressed his chest against her back a little harder upon hearing her words, letting out a small and playful growl right against her ear.

"Youch kitten! Feisty tonight I see?"

Panic begins to settle in as Y/n began to process the seriousness of the situation; the possibility of going to prison for helping out the less fortunate by giving bad people what they deserved.

Almost completely scatter brained, an idea pops into Y/n's head. The only semi logical answer she could create while in her current state: seduction.

Once Chat is under the influence of this seduction, she'd grab the keys to the handcuffs and make a swift escape with all the valuables still in her pockets.

Yes, she absolutely hates sucking up to people and using her body to get her way, but it was her only chance of escape at this very moment. They'd find out who's under her dark mask of secrets and use it the court. She couldn't handle that due, nor would her reputation withstand that kind of blow.

Plus, it's not like she wouldn't dislike the feeling of Chat's lips trailing all along her body. And it is extremely clear from Chat's actions that he wouldn't mind her lips against his. So it's a win-win situation.

"Let me go!" Y/n says as she "squirms", purposely moving her behind against Chat's clothed lower regions.

This makes Chat let out a soft gasp of pleasure, black leathered fingers grasping her waist to hold them in place away from his lower body.

"Kitten, you shouldn't do that you know. You could be making a mistake by moving your hips like that. Look, if you just explain to the judges as to why you stole from these people, I'm sure they'll let you go- mmmh!"

While Chat was clearly distracted on explaining his viewpoint, his grip loosened and he unconsciously stepped back just a smidge. This made it easy for Y/n to cock her head to the side and capture his lips with her own in a lustful kiss.

Not really thinking, Chat let himself indulge a little in desires and kissed back.

Things were getting steamier and steamier with each kiss shared between the two, and soon enough, Chat had Y/n pinned to the window.

Soft and wet kisses, gasps and tiny moans fill the air around the two as Y/n's cuffed hands began to wonder as best as they can over Chat's body.

As hard as it was to think straight, Y/n managed to concentrate and find where the key was; making sure to sneakily grab it from his back pocket and ball the hand holding the key, into a fist.

"Mmmn!" Y/n moaned as Chat descended light butterfly kisses down to her neck: roughly sucking, nipping, and licking at all the spots in which made Y/n respond most.

"Chat~"

Finally registering what was happening, Chat immediately stumbled back, wide eyed as he realized what he letting himself do.

"W-Why did you just-"

"I like you. Deal with it"

And with that, Y/n made her escape with ease. Chat just stood there dumbfounded as he watched her escape.

"S-she feel the same way...?" Chat said as he comprehended everything, then sighed dreamily. Making a promise to himself to help Y/n on the right path and be with him