Part 30

Word Count: 4885

A/N: 

I have just published a second book called "Bound To You - A Miraculous Story". If you like this story and would like to continue supporting me, I would appreciate if you gave this story a chance. 

I had you decide what this story should be about, and I am happy to announce the second story I proposed made it through. 

Also, no, this story is not ending yet, don't worry! There are still parts to come. 

Thank you so much for all of your support! And in case anyone was wondering, I actually do read every single comment of you guys. 🤍

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"YO, AGRESTE!" Kim yelled, "WE'RE DOING A RACE, YOU IN?"

Adrien shook his head no, not even bothering to yell a no back.

"WHY NOT?" Kim came swimming to the edge of the pool closest to Marinette and Adrien. "You do know you're here to have some fun, right?"

"Yeah but-"

"There's no but. The only 'butt' there is, is yours getting in this pool, now," Kim interrupted.

"Go, it's fine." Marinette laid her free hand on Adrien's, squeezing it gently as she gave him a slim smile.

"See, your girl is letting you go, now come." Kim was impatient. But that wasn't new. He had always been pretty impatient, and loud, really, really loud.

"I've some business to take care of, I can't." He looked at him apologetically.

"Again, this is fun time, not business time. Whatever it is, it can wait." Kim splashed Marinette and Adrien with some water. "All you famous people think about is business. You need to learn how to have some fun."

Adrien rolled his eyes and took a deep breath. "We'll call you back, father," Adrien spoke into the phone, immediately hanging up right after.

A little surprised at the sudden ending of the phone call, yet also relieved that she no longer had to speak to Gabriel about a picture of her son receiving a blowjob, Marinette stood up from her beach chair, holding her hand out for Adrien.

The second Adrien had laid his hand into hers, Marinette pulled him up, of course with his own help.

He looked down, his eyes meeting hers. He bent down just enough so he could speak without Kim hearing him.

"You're still wearing your dress. You can't go swimming wearing that," he whispered into her ear, making it sound much more inappropriate that way. Marinette just let out a chuckle. "And you need to take off your jewellery."

"I don't want to." Adrien went back too look into Marinette's eyes, yet he never let go off her hands. Instead he was playing with the ring on her Ringfinger.

"You have to. You wouldn't want it to corrode."

He pulled off her ring, then went to unclip her bracelet. Adrien had taken off his own before going into the pool for the first time.

To their luck, Nino had managed to talk the public pool owner into not letting anyone in. It was mainly for Adrien and Marinette's privacy, but also so everyone else had more space to themselves.

Of course Adrien offered to pay the average daily income so they wouldn't make any loss.

But thanks to keeping the pool closed for everyone else, Adrien could just lay the jewellery down onto the indoor beach chair, not having to care about them getting stolen.

He stood in front of Marinette again, grabbing the end of her dress into his hands and pulling it up, revealing more skin of hers than he'd like.

Once the dress was off, he threw it right onto the chair. His hands immediately laid down on her lower back, pulling Marinette closer to his own body.

Their lips only centimetres apart. Adrien was about to close the gap between their lips, when suddenly someone interrupted them.

"That doesn't look like an arranged thing," Alix said, covering her eyes as she had come to check what was taking so long.

"You think they actually confessed their feelings for each other?" Kim asked.

"They did," Adrien answered, jumping right into the pool.

"I didn't think blondie had it in him," Kim laughed.

"What do you mean you didn't think Adrien had it in him? Marinette couldn't even speak properly, and yet he still never knew she liked him." Alix was about to throw hands.

But then again, Alix knew they were dating way before they made it official as Marinette and Adrien. She knew they were meant to be together. But she also knew their future.

"Well, little Adrien certainly had himself in her," Kim said before diving right into the water to avoid any more speeches coming from Alix.

Marinette went into the pool as well, though she took the stairs and didn't jump in.

The second Marinette was in the water, Adrien was right by her side. He couldn't just not be by her side. After all, she might drown and he wouldn't be there to safe her.

It was unlikely since Marinette was a great swimmer, but still possible. Adrien certainly wasn't going to take any risks. Not anymore, and especially not with Alya around.

Facing each other, Marinette wrapped her arms around Adrien's neck, her legs tangling around his waist.

"Are you guys coming or giving us another free porn?" Alya asked, approaching the three friends.

Alix just rolled her eyes at Alya.

"What? Don't look at me like that. The video had been up for hours, I'm sure you've known of it," Alya said, playing all innocent.

"Video?" Adrien made sure he heard that right.

"Yes, the video of Marinette sucking your dick. Everyone's seen it."

"Alya, just shut it, would you?" Alix sounded more annoyed than Adrien himself.

"The hell did I do? It's not my fault when they're forgetting to end their calls with news portals and end up making a sex-tape." She was defensive.

Adrien stood Marinette down onto her feet.

"It is your fault!" Marinette yelled inn anger. "Because you're the one posting that shit about us!" Everyone was looking at them. "You're the one being fucking jealous and wanting to put us through hell so you can get your five minutes of fame!"

Alya stood there silent. Her cheeks turning red, but not in embarrassment or regret, she appeared to be more surprised and shocked even.

"It's pretty fucking obvious. You never once tried to speak to me, yet Nino asked Adrien all about how we were doing. Only a couple of hours later, there were new news about us. Nino had access to Adrien's computer, now guess what suddenly appeared one the internet shortly after?" Marinette was furious, no longer wanting to hold back her anger.

Alix took a step back so Alya couldn't see her from the corner of her eyes any longer. She immediately shook her head at Marinette, needing her to stop screaming.

"Well, maybe that's a Nino problem then!" Alya yelled. "All I wanted was to give you your privacy! Given the fact that everyone was invalidating it! Yet you're here accusing me of such thing?!" Alya was offended. "If I was behind all this, don't you think I would've dropped some way bigger news?"

"Like what?" Marinette scoffed. "Literally anything you could say is already out there."

"Ah yeah?" Alya chuckled. "What about your relationship before Adrien and all that is connected to it?"

Marinette's eyes widened, as so did Adrien's.

"If I were to expose such cruel things about you, literally use your private life and suffering for my benefit, I would've gone all out."

"Stop it, guys." Alix tried to end the fight, but it was hopeless.

"Then what's it all about the jealousy of yours?" Marinette asked in a rather calm tone.

"Geez, Marinette," Alya let a sarcastic chuckle slip out. "You are living a dream life. You've got everything, literally everything. I am so happy for your success, but it's really getting annoying. People are laying the world to your feet, and you don't even want it."

"Yeah, I don't want it. I never wanted to become famous. I just wanted to design clothes and make other's happy with them."

"You chose to be in the spotlight. And that's all I ever wanted for myself. You got it so easily and don't even appreciate it. That's what annoys me," Alya admitted. "You're invited to so many cool things by the most known people in France, and you never even go there. Why not? Because some paparazzi might take pictures of you and put them out of context?"

She paused for a second.

"Well, jokes on you. You hid from the spotlight and they only invalidated your privacy more than ever."

Those words hit Marinette like a knife stabbing through her heart. She knew Alya was right. And suddenly Marinette was hit with guilt.

How could she have assumed her best friend would terrorise her that much? It was stupid to even just think of it as a possibility.

"You keep trying to keep everything a secret, that's just making everything so much worse. Your relationship with Adrien, for instance, you didn't admit to it until years later." Marinette furrowed her eyebrows.

"I didn't admit to it because Adrien and I weren't a thing, and you know that."

"You were," Alya said.

"No," Marinette looked around to see if anyone would be able to hear her, apart from the people that already knew the truth anyway. "I was dating Chat Noir, and I didn't know that was Adrien up until a couple of months ago."

"Bullshit, Marinette. You knew it," Alya contradicted.

"She didn't know that." Alix laid her hand onto Alya's shoulder.

"Oh, so I was never the only one to know your identity?"

Marinette was about to speak, but Alix wouldn't let her.

"I only know because I am Bunnyx. I can see the future and the past in my burrow. I know of things that nobody else knows. And I can't speak about them either," Alix explained.

"So you know who's behind this website too?" Alya wasn't fazed.

"I do, but I can't say anything. It's not the time for Marinette to find out. The tiniest changes can have a huge impact on the future."

Of course Marinette knew that already. She also knew she could make Alix tell her. But she didn't want to know it from her.

Just like Alix said, the tiniest changes can have huge consequences in the future. Alix from the future also gave Marinette a pretty great reason to believe in every Alix that existed in any timeline.

Future Alix knew what she was doing. She knew what she was doing back when she decided to give Adrien and Marinette a visit with Emma, and this Alix now knew what she was doing with not saying anything.

- -

As they all exited the building, ready to get back home, Adrien spotted an only too familiar car. It was the very same that got him to school back when he was a teenager.

He grabbed onto Marinette's hand, only vaguely saying goodbye to his friends before pulling Marinette along with him towards the car.

The passenger door opened and Nathalie stepped out.

"Your father wants you both to stay with him for a couple of days. Your home is no longer safe," Nathalie said monotonously.

"How wouldn't it be?" Marinette asked.

Adrien looked back towards his friends, only to see them all still standing in front of the doors, chatting and laughing.

"You guys are being stalked. While you were out at the pool, Mister Agreste had specialists inspecting your computer. They found out that someone did actually hack into it." It was a shock for the couple.

"As long as the police has not found the person behind all of this, Mister Agreste would really like for you two to stay with him. The Mansion gives you some more protection than your house could-"

Before she could finish, Adrien had already opened the car door for Marinette.

Under different circumstances, Adrien would have never gone back to his father. But Nathalie was right, the Mansion did offer some more protection.

If it was just for his own sake, Adrien would not have cared. But he wasn't going to risk anything happening to Marinette.

She was his sun after all. Not only that, but she was his entire life. She was what's kept him alive. There was no way he would risk losing that.

"I will take your own car back home, if that's all right with you," Nathalie said.

Although Adrien was still fighting the urge to punch her in the face, he knew he had to let it go. If he could forgive his father for being Hawkmoth, he could forgive Nathalie too.

Taking out the car keys, Adrien immediately handed them over to Nathalie.

"Don't get any dents into it. I will have you pay for it."

Nathalie nodded, knowing he wasn't joking.

He stepped into the car and closed the door. The second the door was closed the driver, also known as Adrien's once Bodyguard started to drive off.

Gabriel had welcomed his son, and future daughter-in-law, at the door as they arrived. Then proceeded to send Gorilla off to fetch them both some of their clothes and any other belonging they might need from their apartment.

Marinette was relieved to know the miracle box was at a safe place, one that nobody knew of. Nobody but Adrien and her.

So even if this was just a try of Gabriel getting back his miraculous, it would fail.

"Your room is still the very same as when you left," Gabriel spoke to Adrien. "Well, it's all cleaned up and freshened up but other than that, the same."

"Great," Adrien said before leading Marinette up the stairs into his room.

"I don't even remember the last time I was in here," Marinette giggled looking around Adrien's way too big room.

"Me neither. It's been so long since I stayed here."

"HE FILLED UP MY CHEESE CABINET!" Plagg yelled in excitement, flying right through the cabinet door.

Adrien plopped down onto his bed, feeling the very same comfort he'd been feeling for many years before he moved in with Marinette.

It was weird. He liked being back in this room, but he also hated it.

A lot of his memories from this room were negative, being locked up and having to practice literally anything all day long.

But then there were also happy memories. Not many, but there was a good amount of those. And, as much as he hated it, he grew up here. It was a comforting feeling.

Marinette sat down beside Adrien, laying her hand down onto his thigh. He didn't even bother sitting up.

If he didn't know this was Marinette touching him, he would've jumped off his bed immediately.

"It's so weird being back home after such a long time," he said just staring at the downside of the platform above his bed.

"It's weird being here in the first place" Marinette chuckled.

"Yeah." He grabbed onto Marinette's shoulder, pulling her down so she would lay beside him. "My father never allowed you to stay, even just for one night."

"I don't blame him."

"I do." He rolled over onto his side, allowing him to look at his fiancée.

A strand of hair was hanging right in Marinette's face, so he gently removed it, tugging it behind her ear.

"He never allowed any sleepovers," Adrien told her. "I don't think anyone but you were ever in here."

Her nose scrunched as her eyebrows moved closer together.

He tapped the top of her nose, then laid the same hand right underneath her chest. Marinette smiled sweetly in response.

"I used to ask my father if Nino could come over, but he always said no. But for some reasons, when I asked if you could come over, he said yes."

"Well, your father liked me," Marinette said, placing her hand right on top of his.

He was looking at her side profile, smiling as he realised she was actually his. Not that he owned her, but he kind of did in some ways.

"I wonder why," he said, stroking his hand down her stomach.

Marinette gasped softly, her breath growing shaky the lower he traced his hand down her body.

"You know what we have never done here?" He asked, his voice low and calm.

He let his fingertips stroke over her lower stomach, finding the strings from her bikini bottom underneath the thin summer dress.

"Played your Piano together?" She said, looking at Adrien.

She tried finding his eyes, but they were set on his hand tracing over Marinette's body.

Suddenly he looked up, meeting her gaze.

"Indeed," he said, placing his hand onto her waist. "But we also haven't done this."

Adrien turned her onto her side, pulling her in closer to him. With his hand onto her jawline, he gently connected their lips.

It started off sweet and gentle. One of the kisses that was screaming love. It's was pure love they both had put into this kiss. Pure admiration.

"I love you," he whispered then reconnected their lips.

Next thing he did was started to pepper her face with kisses. He planted a kiss on the tip of her nose, her cheeks, her forehead, her temples, anywhere he could reach.

"I love you," she giggled, enjoying his act of affection.

"Are you tired?" Adrien asked. He certainly wasn't, but swimming can make one pretty tired.

"No," she answered. He grinned.

Marinette knew what he wanted, she could tell by looking into his eyes.

She took his hand from her jawline, leading it down just enough to place his hand onto her breasts.

"Mari," he said, "you do know everyone is here, right?"

"Like I give a shit," she laid back down onto her back, still leaving Adrien's hand on her breasts. "It's not like they haven't seen this video anyway."

He let out a sarcastic chuckle. Adrien liked the feeling of his hands on her boobs. But another part of his body liked that feeling even more.

Adrien sat up, stroking his hand along her body as he did.

Marinette gave him a disappointing look in response.

"You want to stay dressed?" Adrien asked, looking right into her eyes to see her pupils dilating.

She shrugged. "Just fuck me, please."

Adrien let out a chuckle, standing up from his bed.

"So you want me to touch you?" He asked, beginning to take off his shirt.

"Yes."

"I wouldn't know how," he lied, undoing his pants.

Marinette found his eyes, furrowing her eyebrows as she knew he knew how to touch her.

Of course he picked up on it.

"I think you might have to show me."

"I would have to be naked for that," she said, sitting up.

"That's not the problem." Adrien helped her stand up, gripping the end of her dress and immediately pulling it up her body.

He threw the dress somewhere on the floor behind him.

She closed the gap between their lips, feeling the softness of his lips brushing right against hers.

Her hands stroking down his back, scratching him lightly, not hard enough to leave marks.

His tongue darted out, teasing her soft lips before slipping right into her mouth, tasting her on his tongue.

Adrien moved his hands to her back, pulling at the string from her bikini top to undo it. He then did the same with the string around her neck, pulling onto it until the whole thing fell down to the floor.

He pushed her onto the bed. Starting to kiss from her lower stomach up her torso until he found her stiffened nipples.

Capturing one with his lips, he swirled his tongue around it, sucking on her nipple until he would hear Marinette moan softly.

Moving over to her other boob, Adrien repeated his movements from before, making sure each of her boobs were treated equally.

Marinette rolled her head back, closing her eyes as she was relishing his touch.

He kissed up her cleavage, up her neck until his lips were back on her. He lefts a chaste kiss on her swollen lips, then sat up by her feet.

Her feet standing on the mattress as she bend her legs, spreading her knees apart enough for Adrien to sit between.

Adrien pulled onto the strings of Marinette's bikini bottoms, loosening both sides until he could easily pull off the whole thing.

Her legs spread further apart as he pushed her knees a little farther away.

He hooked his finger around the fabric right between her legs. The top of his fingers slightly brushing her wet vulva as he did.

With one swift pull, Adrien removed the bikini bottoms from her completely, leaving Marinette naked.

His eyes scanned her body, following her legs up to her eyes, then back down where he would set them on her in arousal covered vagina.

"Show me," he said, waiting impatiently.

"What?" Marinette looked up. He could tell by looking into her eyes that she was longing for his touch.

"Show me how you want me to touch you."

Marinette stilled for a moment, realising what he was asking her. But then she grinned, roaming her hands over her body.

She stroke down her cleavage, tracing over her stomach and back up. Then she would crawl up his bed enough until she could lean against the backrest. 

Her legs closing, but Adrien pushed them back open. 

A smirk appeared on her lips as she cupped her breasts, pushing them up as she squeezed them. 

His pants got more and more uncomfortable as he never took them off. But to his luck he at least had them opened. 

Once again, Marinette began stroking her hands down her body. Her eyes locked with his. 

Her mouth opened slightly as she touched herself, two of her fingers stroking between her folds. 

Adrien's eyes immediately set on her hand, watching her with anticipation. And he even had a pretty great view from where he was sitting.

She spread her arousal around, lubricating her own fingers before slipping them inside her vagina. Her free hand still massaging her boob. 

Although Marinette did a great job pretending to enjoy this, Adrien knew it wasn't the same than if he did just that. 

He stood up from the bed, pushing off his pants together with what was underneath, freeing his throbbing erection. 

Pulling Marinette down by her ankles, only enough so she was no longer sitting up half way, Adrien hovered over her body. 

He took her hand away from her vagina, inserting her fingers into his mouth to lick them clean. Apparently he really liked tasting her.

Pushing his erection against Marinette's wetness made her moan, but she wanted more. 

Their lips reconnected, his cock aligning perfectly with her core, but he never entered her. 

"Adrien," Marinette groaned desperately. "Please, just fuck me." 

Adrien guided her to wrap her legs around his hips, and pressed a kiss onto her lips.

"No," he said against her lips.

"NO?!" She looked at him in shock, but he just chuckled, slowly, and ever so gently, easing inside of her.

"We're taking it slow and gentle." 

Though rough sex was fun, Adrien also loved sensual moments like these with her. And to be honest, nothing could be better than love making with the person you would give the world to. 

A moan escaped from her mouth, but Adrien captured her lips with his, damping the moan. 

He eased back and sank into again her in a gentle motion while planting silky kisses onto her lips. 

Her arms wrapped around his neck, wanting to feel him even closer to her, as if that was even possible.

Picking up the pace just slightly enough, Marinette started to moan more often, louder as well. 

"Ssh," Adrien shushed her, pressing his lips back onto hers. 

The Mansion might have been huge, but the walls weren't the thickest. 

"Adrien," she moaned, rolling her head back. 

One of his hands traced down her side, finding its way to Marinette's swollen clit, encircling it with one finger. 

"Adrien?" Someone spoke from the other side of the door, followed by a knock. "Can I come in?"

He stopped moving, looking towards the door in shock. Marinette did the same. Though, she began laughing. 

"It's uh.... n-not-." 

Marinette interrupted Adrien by forcing his lips back to hers. 

"Just keep going," she whispered. And her wish was his command. 

Adrien continued to move his hips, pushing in and out of her ever so lovingly, yet pleasurably. 

Another knock followed, reminding Adrien that someone was standing by his door. 

"Not the t-time," he screamed, panting, hoping his father would just leave. 

Marinette moaned out loudly, probably loud enough for Gabriel to hear her. But she also didn't really care at this point. 

"I.. love you," she panted loudly, savouring his every move. 

"Uh.., I'll come back later." Adrien could tell his father was embarrassed just by hearing his voice. It was something he never thought was possible. 

Adrien continued to rub her clit, his lips attached to hers, feeling her walls clenching around his cock. 

A loud moan echoed through the room as Marinette tensed. Her orgasm spreading through her body, only seconds before Adrien erupted simultaneously in her, claiming her. 

Coming down from their high, Adrien and Marinette both burst into laughter. 

She covered her face with her hands, but Adrien was quick to remove them as he wanted to see her face.  

He pulled out of her, laying down beside Marinette. 

"On the bright side, he already knew we had sex occasionally," Adrien tried to cheer her up. 

"Occasionally is an understatement, Agreste," she giggled, rolling over so her head would be laying on his chest.

She drew small circled with her finger on his chest, then stroke up and down his abs while she was just listening to his heartbeat. 

"He probably thinks I'm a slut," she then spoke. 

"Nah, he would have said this straight ahead if he did think that." Adrien calmed her, rubbing her back. "And even if he thought that, he would be wrong. Cause I'm your only sexual partner, or so I hope." 

Marinette looked up at Adrien, her expression stern, eyebrows furrowed, looking offended. 

"You hope?"

"Yeah," he said, "I hope." 

"You don't need to hope that, Adrien. You are the only guy 'occasionally' fucking me." 

"But what if I won't be one day?" Suddenly he seemed more concerned than ever before. 

Marinette silenced down, not knowing what to say to that. 

"I guess, that would mean we broke up and got a divorce," she said, laying down on top of Adrien, her nose touching his. 

"But I don't want that to happen, ever." 

"Well, I guess Ladybug will have to get married to Chat Noir then, when it does happen." She couldn't stay serious. 

"You need to start taking this more seriously," he said. "I know I was the one not wanting to talk about it, but I think we do have to eventually." 

"I can't take this more seriously, Adrien." 

"Why not?" 

"Because if I lost you again, I don't think I would make it through the heartbreak alive." A tear rolled down her cheek, just thinking about it. "Losing you was the most painful thing I've ever been put through. Thinking you have died was soothing at least for a moment, but then you weren't dead, and I just thought you left me until, well, you know." 

He nodded. 

"Being mad at you was the next painful thing. I couldn't be with you because I was so angry with you, but I still loved you every single day. And it was painful to see you. It was painful to be around you. I can't go through this again, Adrien." 

More tears ran down her cheeks, eventually some dripping off her nose, onto Adrien's face, but he really didn't care about that at this point. 

"After we got married, I'm sure we'll start working on a family together, if that's not already happening again. I would be reminded of you every single day by just looking at our children. I could never regret being with you, but it would destroy me not being just that." 

Adrien wrapped his arms around her, nuzzling his face into the skin of her neck. 

He knew Marinette loved him, but he never would have thought not being with him would make her feel this awful. Even just thinking about not being with him could make her cry like this, he didn't want to imagine what it would do to her if it were to happen. 

"Then let's just not break up, ever," he said, holding his fist out to her. "No matter how hard it gets, we'll find a way to make it through, together. Because it's you and me-"

"-against the world, kitty," she finished for him, pressing her first right against his. 

Adrien wiped her tears away. Yet when he kissed her lips the saltiness from her tears were still on them.

"Until all of eternity and beyond."