A scene I wanted to post between 13 and 14 After Alya discovered Marichat relationship but didn't feel like it.... Cause it was bad. Its still bad but its the sins you all wanted

"Marinette quit your sarcasm." Alya mumbled, "You didn't even flinch!" Alya said in a disappointed tone.

"Were reading magazines," Marinette said as she continues flipping through the pages as Chat was lost in thought with a devilish grin.

"Don't cat the wrong idea." Chat says as Marinette used Chat chest as a footrest.

"And we can hear from you. Climbing up the steps." Marinette says. "How dare you assume that!"

"I've seen your hickey from him unless you're going to say it from someone else." Alya sassed.

"ALYA!!" Marinette screamed as Chat started to chuckle with that causes Marinette to kick him.

"What not my fault you two are always on your bed. Come on the first time you guys were sleeping together then I found you two making out when I come!"

"Stop assuming then! We're just hanging out."

"But don't stop your imagination." Chat chuckled as Marinette kicked him again.

"Uh-huh. Well, I just wanted to ask if you guys wanted to do an interview on your relationship" Alya asked changing the subject.

"No," Marinette mumble then kick Chat in the chest again.

"Chat?"

"No hard felines but I agree with my purrincess but I can give you one that isn't about our relationship." Chat offered as he continues to look through the magazine then Marinette kicked him again.

"Ouch m'lady!"

Then an explosion was heard outside Marinette window. Everyone heads shot up aa they ran to see the balcony. A new Akuma had risen to attack.

"Now ladies, I must leave as my duty calls." Chat Noir took a bow than extends his pole into the air and disappeared into the smoke of the explosion.

"Like I'm going to miss the action! Bye Mari!"Alya says as she ran out of Marinette's room.

"Me neither." Marinette says, "Spots on Tikki!"

Fast forward to night time after the Akuma attack

"Jeez, the paparazzi was madness," Marinette complains as she laid down on her bed.

"It's going to get worst. Chat is pretty much in denial on your guy's relationship." Tikki says worriedly in fear that it's affecting her.

"He's only protecting me Tikki, but when he says it does kinda hurt." Marinette sighs but knew that they have to try to pretend that it was a photoshop.

"Your right. It was also silly what Alya said when she came today." Tikki giggles as she went toward the dollhouse.

"Don't remind me and then Chat kept being annoying." Marinette groans into her pillow.

"Oh oh he's here," Tikki says as she hid into the dollhouse.

"What?" Then she heard him tapping her window then entering into her room. "Chat what are doing here? Didn't you just fought an Akuma!" Marinette asked.

"Never tired for you Mari and I do feel guilty." Chat said in a exaggerated voice.

"Huh?" Marinette said puzzled at what he could of happen.

"I tried to deny you my Marinette
but nothing ever made me feel so wrong."

"Chat it alright I know you don't hate me." Marinette teased.

"I thought I was protecting you from everything that I go through.
Here I am with all my heart I hope you understand and know I let you down."

"Now your just being overdramatic." Marinette pulls him into a kiss.

"Heh." Chat chuckled as he steps away from the kiss.

"What?"

"Nothing just..."

"You say anything about what or anything to Alya, I will throw you out of the window." Marinette glared.

Chat chucked. "Who said anything about Alya."

And with that, Chat Noir's entire face seemed to shift, as if someone flipped a switch, turning his expression from devilish to innocent in a fraction of a second. He smiled up at Marinette warmly, who shivered at the closeness. Chat lifted his hand up to Marinette's face, his fingertips brushing lightly against the other's face. He leaned in, allowing his nose to trail up and down Marinette's sharp jawline. Marinette bit her bottom lip to keep it from trembling. Her head was spinning from the strong aroma of cheese coming off of Chat. The ninja replaced his nose with his lips and moved painfully slow to the corner of Marinette's mouth.

"Chat..." she said hoarsely. Chat shook his head in disappointment.

"Purrincess.." He exhaled a heavy breath upon Marinette, along with his heady scent, making Marinette's mind go hazy. Then, without further hesitation, Chat closed the gap between him and Marinette.

Chat Noir's lips were soft, together they moved in nearly perfection synchronization, gentle yet fierce at the same time.

Marinette couldn't help but enjoy herself – she pressed himself further into Chat, the less composed part of her wanting more of the sweet taste of the blonde. Chat chuckled at her eagerness, allowing his warm, moist tongue to run across Marinette's bottom lip, making her knees suddenly unstable.

Then it was over. Chat was the one to pull away, much to Marinette's protest, who latched herself onto Chat automatically, taking in as much of his taste and scent as possible. She pouted slightly at the loss of contact, a protesting whine escaping her lips. Chat laughed.

"Purrincess didn't have enough."

"Kitty are you just going to leave me here then." Marinette pouted.

"Are you kitten me I'm never going to do that." He smiled as he started to lean in again.

"I might with those puns of yours." Marinette teased.

"Oh that wounds, Princess."

"Then let me make it better."  Marinette grinned.

 A sick feeling washed over him as Marinette took a deliberate step toward him. She was extremely close enough that Chat could smell the delicious scent of cinnamon that tended to send Chat delirious, which was enough to make him spiral completely out of control.

The two of them were so close now. Chat dipped his head and pressed a tentative kiss to Marinette's neck, working her way up, leaving a line of wet, sloppy kisses. Marinette felt her eyes roll back into her head as Chat's lips stopped at the corner of her mouth, brushing her as he spoke. "...Then you better make it completely better."

Marinette didn't even have time to blink as she was shoved up against the wall by Chat, and smashed their lips together roughly. Marinette gasped as she felt the impact of the wall hitting her back, knocking the wind out of her. Chat took this as an opportunity to slip his tongue into Marinette's mouth, making her moan in ecstasy. Together, their tongues fought for dominance, hot saliva being exchanged in the process. Soon, it became obvious who the winner was, and Marinette's knees seemed to buckle as if to say, You win!

But the heat was killing Marinette. Chat bit Marinette's bottom lip, and she arched her back, increasing the ever so hot friction that was already between them. She groaned as Chat pulled away, only to latch his lips onto Marinette's neck, sucking hard at a sweet spot right below her jaw. She felt her body tighten when Chat snaked his hand up her shirt, trailing lightly over his sides and back, brushing her bra ever so slightly...

Marinette arched her back again, and this time it was Chat's turn to moan as her thigh grinded unintentionally into his hardened groin. Marinette tangled her hands into Chat's carefully gelled hair, fisting the dark blonde locks tightly, causing Chat to groan quietly. Desperate for air, Marinette broke away from the heated kiss, gasping loudly. Her face was flushed with arousal.

Chat too was out of breath. He pressed his brow against Marinette's, working to control his heart rate. The two of them breathed the same air for what seemed like hours, just relishing the quiet peace of each other's company. Then Marinette laughed.

"All better?" She teased.

Marinette never understood why, though, but she can feel her body warmed up when the look in his eyes turns too passionate to bear.  She says nothing, but she does want to break the sudden new wave of tension that fills the room like a shroud, yet words fail her and die on the tip of her tongue when she finds herself too captivated by his glowing gaze.

"Your kitten me right?"

And then his hands are on her, on her waist, and she naturally lies back down and he settles himself between her parted legs, his chin resting on her sternum.

She stands still and holds her breath when he cranes his neck up to kiss her chin and nip at the exposed skin of her neck. Her outfit makes her feel too warm, it is too hot in her bedroom, and winter is just around the corner. It is not the room, she realizes when he moves up, his chest moving against hers, it is her body, it is him; it is both of them that are burning and she does not know what to do with this new sensation. Sure, they made out multiple times before, their hands wandered and he kissed her senseless once or twice whilst keeping her trapped between his firm body and a wall.

But this is a whole new level. Being in her bed, feeling his weight on top of hers, having his teeth play with her ear lobe. She tugged uselessly at the collar of his outfit, knowing better than anyone else that it would not come off until the transformation wore off. Does she want him like that? Shirtless? Pantless? Does she want both of them naked taking their relationship to the next step? A naked Chat Noir meant revealing his identities and she does not want that – but now they are far too involved with each other, his duty and her personal life have already mixed together.

Will, it hurt to show him who she is and have him show her who the one that helps her fight Hawkmoth is?

Chat makes her thoughts dissipate when his mouth finds hers and she finally moves to hold his face between her trembling palms. His tongue sweeps out and meets with hers, she places wet open-mouthed kisses on his throat, pulls his hair, his fingers dip into the curve of her hips and she is aching for him in a way she cannot describe. His kisses trail fire in her skin and her insides are twisting in a pleasant way, and Chat moves up higher, his lips fiercer now and Marinette wonders for an instant if it will leave a mark. Her arms weave around him, hands gripping at his shoulder blades, and she bends her knees so she can –

"Ah!"

They freeze when their hips come into contact, faces just a breath away. Marinette can feel something hard against her inner thigh and her face flushes red, and so does his. Chat holds still for a moment, trying to collect himself and calm his breathing, and once he pulls his wits together, he moves up and away to sit back on his heels, watching her with an unreadable expression and indecipherable eyes. She holds his gaze at a loss of what to do, closing her legs slowly until they touch as she grows more self-conscious with each second that ticks by, and rises to a sitting position. She does not know what to say to break the growing silence, her ears are buzzing and her heart is threatening to leap out of her chest.

"Should I leave before Alya barges into the room again?" He chuckles.

"Nope." Marinette gives him a peck on the lips.

"So should we continue?" Chat teased as he held her waist.

"And prove Alya was right. No, but we could be here and watch the stars."

"As long as I'm with you. Then anything is puurrfect." Chat said as they glance up to the full moon.

I still don't regret posting this as a chapter thank you guys so much for 132k reader in this whole book. I love you all so much.

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