I guided her to the bedroom slowly and carefully, savoring our time for the night because out of all the things I could never forget, I wanted that moment to be the one I remembered best.

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I slowly undid the zipper at the back of her dress and enjoyed the sound of the material hitting the floor. She wore a white-laced bra with no straps and matching underwear.

I stepped closer to my princess. She stepped back each time, which eventually resulted in her knees hitting the edge of the bed and her back landing on the mattress as I hovered over her. I undid the bun of her hair, watching as it spread on the blanket before me.

Her blue-bell eyes stared up at me challengingly. I was no longer Chat Noir, but I was still able to make her blush the way she did. I took off my suit easily because I was already so used to changing into different outfits in a short amount of time from modeling. Marinette felt up my abdomen and I almost lost it.

She slowly undid her beige bra and removed it from her chest, leaving her upper body naked. I stared in longing— five whole freakin' years— and didn't hesitate to take one of her peaks into my mouth.

Her whimpers came softly as a licked her teasingly, my left hand softly pinching her other breast as gently as possible. I started to suck, which eventually became soft, cautious biting. Marinette's hands wondered to my underwear in which a special area of me was feeling hard.

She tugged at the hem, signalling for me to take the material off. I willingly did so, leaving my member to spring free. Marinette reached for the tip and I groaned when she began to stroke it with her thumb. She then grabbed me by the shoulders and flipped us around so that I was under her. Her smirk came easily.

"Does Kitty want to play a game?" Marinette joked, rubbing my shaft.

She was dancing on my grave. I tried holding in my moans, but she managed to make me scream the second her mouth made contact with my member.

"Marinette!" I gasped, feeling a knot in my stomach as the sucking sensation spread through my body.

The friction between us felt amazing, each lick causing me to twitch in her grasp. It had been too long since she's last given me a blow job. I carefully pushed her away because I didn't want to reach my climax just yet.

I lay my princess down onto the bed, mimicking our previous position. I slid my hand over her figure towards her thighs before slowly pulling her undergarment off. She was now completely naked in front of me. A work of art waiting to be completed. Each of my hands grabbed her knees and spread her legs open wide. I bit my lip at the sight.

Marinette held her hands over my own, waiting for me to pleasure her. I let go of her knee with my right hand and began rubbing her sensitive area. She squirmed, pursing her lips to stifle her screams. I rubbed harder, wanting her to scream until the whole hotel knew my name.

I slipped a finger inside her and wriggled it a bit. Marinette twitched and squirmed, but I held her down firm using my left hand. She was so wet already. I added another finger and curled it before she arched her back with a moan.

"How does this feel, Princess?" I whispered in a voice I didn't know I had.

"S-so good," she breathed, "Yes, Adri—Ah~!"

I pulled my fingers out of her and bent down on my knees, pushing her legs further apart.

"Don't stop," Marinette pleaded, sliding her feet past my neck.

I obliged immediately, moving my head closer to Marinette's core as her legs moved over my shoulders. I started licking her...painstakingly slow, savouring the taste.

I looked up at her to see her reaction. She held her hand over her mouth, looking down at me with those blue, shimmering eyes. I licked and licked until she reached out to my hair with her hands, pulling me towards her.

"M-more," she said, "I want m-more of you."

I gripped her legs over my shoulders and started to pull them further apart from each other, opening up her clit more so that I could pleasure her better. I buried my head as deep as I could between her legs and sucked hard. Marinette groaned in that sexy way of hers, throwing her head back in ecstasy.

"Please! I'm gonna—!"

I made a final, long lick over her opening before Marinette screamed with her legs spread, toes curling as electricity flew through her. I could have licked her sweet spot all night, but I wasn't finished just yet. I held her legs tightly while my member hovered in front of her core.

Before entering her, I gently set my member over Marinette's clit and slowly rubbed her area. Her wetness covered my shaft and we both groaned at the spark that was being ignited. I rubbed again and again, frustrating her. I wasn't going to immediately enter her— I wanted her to do it herself, which she eventually did. Marinette suddenly pulled my body toward her with her legs while grabbing my arms for support.

When we became one, it occurred to me at that second that it was the first time that we did not use a condom. It felt no different entering her from five years ago, but it was different in a sense because I knew that now we were able to start a family together.

My wife, my love— mine. I started sliding into her, grabbing the side of her legs to enter her more easily. My brow narrowed in concentration and pleasant pain. She was still so tight. Marinette moaned and yelled, but I could tell that she was holding back. She didn't want to release or let loose because that would lead to her shouting too loud. But that is what I wanted to hear.

"Scream for me, Princess," I growled, "Scream my name."

I thrusted my hips forward before she yelled, "ADRIEN! AHHH— ADRIEEEN!"

I watched as the corners of her eyes started to tear up, her mouth wide in mid-shout. I started groaning her name in retaliation, satisfied at the sensation of her walls hugging my own. I pounded into her the way she liked it: faster... harder.

She came undone as I was just about to reach my climax, but I wasn't complete yet. I told Marinette to get on her stomach so that she could rest for a moment. She obliged easily, crawling to the edge of the bed in order for me to have better access to her entrance.

We never tried anal sex before but now was worth the shot. I slid into her once again; pounding harder, swinging my hips faster. Marinette's body moved with each thrust, hands gripping the blanket desperately.

We both screamed in pleasure as the bed creaked, the sound of groans and skin-slapping filled the suite. I reached my climax when Marinette arched her back once more, screaming at the headrest of the bed in ecstasy. She groaned my name one last time before I came undone.

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"I love you so much," I breathed heavily into her neck.

She sighed exhaustedly, hugging me back. I felt tired, happy and complete. My body was throbbing— but in a good way.

I reached over to the edge of the bed so that I could switch on the light over the desk besides us. I then realised that the glass lamp was now shattered on the floor. We must've hit it off during sex.