Day Five: Blow Job

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"L-Ladybug, w-wait." It was the middle of the night and Adrien opened the window to Ladybug, who had been knocking at his window. Adrien was practically accosted by Ladybug's lips and the roaming hands that pushed him towards the couch.

"C'mon Adrien, last time we were interrupted and I said that I was going to continue." He was pushed to sit on the couch and he bounced on the plush, looking up at her.

"I-I know what I said, b-but Nathalie's bound to come up here in a while f-for..." He lost his voice as Ladybug straddled him, pressing herself into him. "M-My lady." He sighed. She hummed in question but he wasn't able to continue. She started to grind against him and she recaptured his lips again.

Ladybug and Chat Noir, heroes of Paris, the two partners who lived for thrill. And now this thrill was leading into their sex life. The thrill of doing something inappropriate where there is the possibility of being caught, made the two daring. Chat's always the one to make a move on Ladybug right after an akuma attack, cornering her and attacking on the rooftop or on the beams of the Eiffel Tower.

But something about being in spots and an untransformed boy getting hard below her, made her feel powerful. And hearing that Nathalie was going to come in and speak to him, made her want to do it all the more. She rocked her hips into his, his moans giving her more encouragement.

Ladybug could feel him get harder against her hips and she continued her motions, kissing his neck and lips. Love marks were strictly forbidden unless Ladybug was going to use miraculous magic and tonight was not going to be the case. Ladybug continued to rock against his hips until his mumbles started to sound like kitten mewls.

"Ladybug, please." Adrien sighed and Ladybug pulled away.

"Had enough, mon minou?" She asked softly. The most reasonable answer should have been to say yes and have her leave, but instead, he shook his head. "Oh?" She smiled and crawled off of him and onto the floor in front of the couch.

"W-Wait." He mumbled, but Ladybug didn't listen, nor did he fight the hands that reached into his pajama pants and boxers. Ladybug's suit was warm, but it didn't ever compare to the real thing.

"Do you want me to detransform?" Adrien looked down at her, her bluebell eyes sparkling in the moonlight and boy, what a mistake it was to look down at her when he was in her hands. He twitched delightingly in her hands and Ladybug looked down at him, before looking up at him smugly. "I guess that answers my question." Ladybug didn't wait for an answer, only started to pump her hand in a slow rhythm.

The good side of keeping the suit on was that it made everything really slippery. Adrien enjoyed the sensations and the bedroom was filled with soft moans from Adrien and quiet giggles from Ladybug. Ladybug was enjoying herself as well, until she stopped momentarily, making Adrien looked down at her. "I recommend you turn the television on. Wouldn't want Nathalie to question why you're sitting on the couch in the middle of the night."

"Shit." He muttered, scrambling for the television remote, quickly turning the TV on. Adrien squinted, the light being bright, but his vision soon adjusted and his eyes fell on a fashion show. "Great, just what I needed, my father's fashion show." Ladybug giggled and she breathed on his erection.

"Maybe it's just for reference. To see how you can, let's say, enhance your modelling skills?" Adrien shivered under her touch and breath, gasping slightly as her lips wrapped around the tip. Shortly after that, the two jumped, startled by the knock at the door. Adrien ushered Ladybug to hide, but instead, she took him further into his mouth.

"Adrien? Why are you still awake?" Nathalie opened the door and walked halfway into his bedroom. To his relief, she stayed there and couldn't see Ladybug.

"N-Nathalie!" He turned slightly to look at her, Ladybug keeping herself quiet and orally occupied. "You caught me, I-I was just watching father's show... to get more reference?" Adrien rose his hand to rub the back of his neck and Nathalie stared past him, looking at the television. Ladybug pulled away, her tongue swishing across the tip and Adrien's hand tightened at his neck, fighting the urge to groan.

"I remember this show. This one was particularly successful, so I'm sure that your father will be proud to hear that you're taking pointers." She tapped into her tablet, the soft light illuminated her face. "After fencing practice tomorrow, you will be having a photo shoot. Maybe you can put any techniques you see here and apply them then. Don't stay up too late, okay?" Ladybug ran her tongue across the length of him and he shivered, giving Nathalie a nod.

"I won't. G-Good night Nathalie." Nathalie turned, but she didn't walk out.

"Are you alright, Adrien?" She asked, looking back at him. He stiffened and Ladybug hummed, making Adrien glance down at her. Watching her look up at him in such a sinful act with her faux innocent eyes staring up at him, nearly sent him over his edge. And she knew it.

Adrien swallowed thickly, mustering up his calmest voice. "I'm fine Nat, just a little cold. Have a good night." He brought his hand up in a tiny wave, knowing that she would leave shortly after. Once the door closed, Ladybug didn't hold back and Adrien groaned her name, looking down at her. "G-Good lord Mari." He cursed under his breath and Ladybug pulled away just as he hit his edge.

"Oopsie." Ladybug giggled and grabbed some tissues so they could clean themselves up.

"You are a fiend." Adrien muttered.

"Oh, I'm the fiend?" Ladybug stood and peppered several kisses across his neck. "You can always pay me back another day." Adrien looked at her with a raised eyebrow and she only responded with a wink. "Go to bed kitty."