Chapter 45

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Marinette's POV:

Adrien and I stayed up a few hours later than we planned to. We talked about big things and little things. He told me about his mom and how much he misses her and I told him about how stressed and miserable I was keeping up my double life. It seems easier now with him.

We fell asleep to the sound and vibration of his purring chest.

In the morning, Mom wakes us up with croissants and hot cocoa.

"Sorry to wake you two up so early. Your father and I need to run some errands before the bakery opens."

"Okay mama, love you!"

"Love you too, sweetheart!"

She begins to leave but stops herself.

"And I love you as well, Adrien!"

She blows us kisses and leaves completely this time.

Her words meant more than she knew to him. He couldn't stop smiling.

His father really is horrible.

I don't allow myself to get distracted. This moment is too good not to live in.

"How'd you sleep?"

I ask as I bring the food and drinks up to my bed.

"Great."

He smiles as I sit down on his lap and hand him a croissant and a mug with hot cocoa and whipped cream.

"How about you?"

I wipe away his whipped cream mustache.

"Cold. Did you turn down my thermostat?"

He smirks in a playful way.

"It's possible."

I rolls my eyes at him.

We finish our breakfast and realize we don't have anywhere to be.

"So..."

I mutter nervously.

Is it weird to wanna have sex this early?

It's like I'm addicted to him.

"What do you wanna do?"

I follow myself up.

He studies my tone and body language.

"What do you wanna do, princess?"

My parents aren't home. It would be perfect.

"I- I don't know.."

He leans against the wall and pulls me into his lap again so I'm straddling him.

"Do you wanna do something like this?"

He rubs his fingers on my pussy through my panties causing me to squirm on his lap.

"Or maybe something like this?"

He starts kissing my neck and rubbing my waist.

"Oh Adrien~"

"Yes princess?"

I smirk at him.

"I thought I was just a friend."

I laugh as he tries to hide a smile from me.

"C'mon it was pretty funny."

I run my fingers through the hair growing on the side of his head.

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