Holy Fuck, This Could Be More Steamy If He Were Naked...🌼

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Fill you up

Husband!Leon Kennedy x Wife!Reader

Summary: Leon can't help but think about making you pregnant.

Warnings: smut, unprotected sex, breeding kink??, mentions of pregnancy

The thought wouldn't leave his mind. As much as he tried, it kept creeping back. Even in his dreams...

Leon was coming back home from a mission, exhaustion visible on his face. All he wanted was his lovely wife to hold him. He made his way to the door, pulling out his keys and unlocking it. You turned around with a big smile playing on your face as you heard the jiggle of his keys. He walked in and a delicuous smell of his favorite food hit him. Then Leon saw you, his beautiful wife smiling at him and all of his worries washed away...one thing was different though.

Your big pregnant belly swollen with his baby.

He sighed when the dream re-played in his brain, once again. The way you looked with that big belly made him feel some sort of thing. He thought about it, getting lost in his thoughts as he cuddled your relaxed body from behind, his hand resting on your waist. You heard his sigh and turned to face him. "What is going through that head of yours?" You ask with a soft smile playing on your face. You knew your husband was an overthinker and you didn't like when his thoughts would constantly consume him. So you always made sure that he was okay after each mission. Just like he made sure that you were okay.

Pulling him out of his thoughts, he looks at you. "I was just thinking..." He says uncertainly. "Would you want... kids?" He blurts out and you grin. "It just crossed my mind and-" He says nervously but you stop his rambling. "Yeah, I do want kids." You reply with a smile and Leon presses his lips together. "I had a dream...and ever since then, the thought hasn't left my mind." He says softly and traces a finger on your arm stopping on your hand, looking the pretty ring on your finger. "In the dream, I came home from a mission and you stood in the kitchen with your hand on your big belly...and god, you looked absolutely gorgeous." He admits, his voice tender and soft and it melts your heart.

The imagination of Leon as a caring and protective father, holding a baby in his muscular arms painted in your brain. "You would be such an amazing daddy to our baby." You admitted and bit your lip. "You think so?" Leon smiled at you and you nodded. "Now I won't get this thought out of my head..." You grinned and Leon pulled you closer to himself. "Well, you know...we could make one..." He says and you pause to look at him. "Are you serious right now?" You ask raising a brow and he just nods. "Then come and make love to me, husband." You grin and Leon's blue eyes widened with excitement as he heard your words. A surge of euphoria rushed through him, fueling his desire to make your words a reality. He pressed his lips to your ear, his voice husky with anticipation. "Oh, baby, you have no idea how much I want that. I will make you a mama...the most beautiful mama on earth. I want to fill you up, make you swell with my seed. I'll take such good care of you, my love."

These words were enough to soak your panties and with that, his hands gripped your hips firmly but gently as he sought to fulfill your deepest desires. He got on top of you and began kissing you with love and passion. You wrapped your legs around him and traced your hand along his toned chest. He sneaked a hand under your shirt, cupping your breast and making you gasp into the kiss. It gave him a chance to push his tongue into your mouth, exploring it. He then pulled away and started planting kisses on your jaw and neck marking every sweet spot. He gripped your shirt, tugging it up and revealing your bare chest. "Can't wait till these are full of milk..." Leon said, his voice husky as he cupped both of your breasts and flicked your hardened nipples. You moaned at the sensation and he kissed the walley of your naked chest, making his way down to your belly. "And this...full of my baby." He says lovingly and kisses your belly. "Leon, please. I need you inside me." Leon's heart raced at your desperate plea, his desire reaching its peak.

He couldn't resist your request, couldn't deny the overwhelming need to make love to you and create life together. He kissed you passionately, his lips capturing yours in a fiery embrace as his hands trailed down to remove your panties. With each touch, he worshipped your body, his movements becoming more urgent and primal. He then removed his sweatpants and held his hard cock by your entrance teasing it and collecting your juices. He then slowly entered you and whispered into your ear, his voice a mixture of dominance and tenderness, "I'm going to make you mine, baby. I'm going to fill you with everything I have, and we'll create the most beautiful life together." And with that, he began a rhythm that was both fierce and passionate, his body melding with yours. Your soft moans fill the room as he gently pushes inside of you. You grab his shoulders and whimper his name. Leon groaned in response to your touch and the sound of your sweet moans.

He held your gaze with intensity, his blue eyes filled with desire as he continued to thrust deeper into you. The feeling of your tightness around him drove him wild, urging him to give you more. With each thrust, he increased the pace, his muscles flexing with power as he sought to fulfill your every desire. "You're so fucking beautiful," he growled, his voice rough with desire. "I'll give you everything you need, my love. Just hold on tight." And with that, he continued to move within you, the room filled with the symphony of your moans and the sound of your bodies coming together in a passionate union. "D-deeper, please..." You plead and just like that, he hits your sweet spot making you arch your back and cry out from the pleasure. Leon felt a surge of satisfaction as he hit your sweet spot, the knowledge that he was bringing you closer to release only fueling his own desire. He maintained his rhythm, his thrusts becoming more deliberate and precise, aiming right to your cervix. He could sense your body tensing, your walls clenching around him bringing him closer to his release.

"Let go, my love," he urged, his voice husky with anticipation. "Cum for me. I want to feel you unravel in my arms." With that, he continued his relentless assault on your senses, determined to bring you to the brink and beyond. You feel him twitch inside and you both moan in union coming undone in each others arms. His hot seed fills you up as your legs shake. Leon slowly pulls out and kisses your forhead as you try to catch your breath. "This was awesome..." You pant as Leon runs his hands along my tighs. "We are not done yet." He states and looks at you hungrily. "I won't stop until I'm certain that you are filled with everything I have." He growled and you bit your lip. "I want all your babies."

That was enough to get him all over you and once again he was pounding into you, your legs on his shoulders. "That's it, my pretty wife," he murmured, his voice husky with arousal. "Take it and show me how much you want it. I'll give you everything. As many babies as you want." With each thrust, you moaned as he fucked you nice and deep. He felt you squeeze around him once again. "I- I can't...I'm gonna-" You whimper under him. "So good, taking it so well, baby. Cum for me...I will fill you up, baby." He cooes and pounds his load into you after you cum. Leon's chest heaved with exertion as he felt the tremors of your climax wash over him. He sneaks his hand between your legs, pushing his cum inside so nothing goes to waste. He collapsed onto the bed beside you, his breathing ragged as he basked in the aftermath of the intense pleasure you had shared. "Now that was something..." You grin at him tiredly and a satisfied smile played on his face, his blue eyes filled with adoration.

He reached out to gently brush a strand of hair from your face, his touch tender and affectionate. "Let me get you cleaned up, my pretty wife." He leaned in to press a soft kiss against your forehead, his love for you evident in every gesture. "I'm gonna run us a nice warm bath." Leon says as he leaves to the bathroom and you just hum exhausted. After a minute he comes back and scoops you into his arms carrying your tired body to the bathroom. He sets you into the warm water and gets in with you. You sit there together, Leon smiling as you mention cute baby names.

I am a sucker for breeding kinks... `(*∩_∩*)′

𝖞𝖊𝖘, 𝖉𝖆𝖉𝖉𝖞 | day one.

𝖋𝖙. togata mirio — breeding kink.

𝖜𝖆𝖗𝖓𝖎𝖓𝖌𝖘. creampies, degradation, afab reader, hints of daddy kink, praise kink, mentions of cervix fucking and lactation kink, breast play, breeding kink, lots of dirty talk and pet names, begging, marking.

𝖉𝖗𝖆𝖇𝖇𝖑𝖊. 1,296 words.

𝖆𝖚𝖙𝖍𝖔𝖗’𝖘 𝖓𝖔𝖙𝖊. unedited, ‘m nervous but we gotta show some appreciation to my favourite smiley boy.

kinktober masterlist.

You landed on the bed harshly, a sharp gasp leaving your lips at the sudden motion. As you looked up at your husband, Mirio, his eyes darkened with lust and his hands itching to be touching and ravaging you.

The huge bulge in his sweats caught your attention. His erection pressed against his pants, begging to be freed of it’s confinement. You knew what got him this fired up, your conversation from earlier flashing back into your head.

—

You were seated on his lap, his muscular arms wrapped around you as you were engaged in a heated makeout session. Your hands gripped his shoulders, as the sounds of the movie you were watching were drowned out by the feeling of his lips moving against yours.

“What’s got you in such a hurry, baby. You really want me that bad?”

Normally, he would’ve responded with a teasing statement. Telling you about how he always wants you or how he’s just missed you but his bold attitude was nowhere to be seen, instead a dark blush covered his face. The embarrassment making him lose his confident persona.

Mirio pulled you further into him, his bulge pressing perfectly at your entrance, causing your jaw to go slack, forming an ‘O’ shape with your lips as he leaned his head down into your chest, pressing slow kisses to the soft skin of your breasts.

“I want to try something new, I just- I don’t want to make you uncomfortable. You can say no if you want but I-” You cut off his rambling with a kiss, pressing your lips against his before pulling away and offering him an encouraging smile. “You can tell me, baby. I promise I won’t judge you.”

With a deep breath he began to tell you all about his newfound kink, every word falling out of his mouth only turning you on more, making you squeeze your thighs together in anticipation.

A breeding kink.

Something about him filling you up and painting your insides with his seed, his cock buried deep inside you as he pumps you to the brim with his cum. He liked the idea of it, the thrill and you were willing to indulge him.

“Yeah? You wanna breed me, daddy? Then do it, fuck a baby into me.”

His intense stare felt as if his eyes were tearing holes into your soul. They were darkened, filled to the brim with lust. His desire to feel your body shaking on his cock as he pounded into you, filling your pussy with his cum was overwhelming his senses. It was a euphoric daydream that he had all too often. He was finally able to make that dream come true, and it was getting really hard to hold back. You felt vulnerable underneath his lustful gaze, and the way his body loomed over yours made you feel small.

The tight grip he had on your trembling thighs kept you grounded but did no help to soothe the ache between your legs.

“Focus, princess. I don’t want you thinking about anything else but me.” You could feel his skilled fingers teasing your nipples, pinching and teasing them before taking the hardened bud into his mouth.

“Fuck, you’re beautiful. I bet you’d look even better with your tits all swollen up, leaking milk for our future kids.” Your back arches, hands tugging at his hair as he buries his face in your breasts, biting and suckling at your sensitive nipples once again.

A whine escapes your lips at the feeling of him rutting his cock against your inner thighs, his slender fingers warmed your chilled skin as he dragged them gently along your sides, trailing them to the rim of your underwear. He slipped past the barrier with ease, smirking at the way you squirmed underneath his touch. His breath fanned into the valley of your breasts as his fingers made their way to your already dripping pussy.

“You’re so wet, baby. You want me that bad, hm?” You eagerly nod, wrapping your legs around him and pulling him into you to emphasize your need. He hums at your impatience, slowly making work of his pants, letting his thick cock slap against his toned stomach. “You want it that bad, then why don’t you beg, princess. I wanna hear how much you want my cock inside you, rearranging your insides.”

He grasps his length with one hand lightly slapping it against your entrance, teasing your hole with the tip of his member. Mixing the juices of your arousal with his precum.

“Fuck me, please. I want you so bad!”

You moan out in painful pleasure as you feel his hand harshly smacking your ass. “That’s not proper begging! Try again, sweetheart.”

His low voice rumbled your chest, sending shivers down your spine. Goosebumps prickled your warm skin. His seductive, yet intense words made you unconsciously arch your back, pressing your chest into him. He growls at your movement, earning a whine from your pretty lips.

“Please, daddy! Fuck me! I wanna cum all over your cock, I need you to make me feel good.”

There it was, the one word that made him lose all of his composure. He couldn’t resist anymore— He had to touch you, he had to feel you.

he quickly lined his throbbing cock up with your entrance before pushing himself all the way in, bottoming out with a loud groan.” “Fuck! I fill you up so well don’t I, slut! You can feel me all the way up here, look at that cute bulge on your tummy. Yeah, that’s where my cock is— ngh!

You hands flew to his back, looking for some sort of purchase as his cock stretched your hole open. his thickness caused a burning sensation at your entrance, but it felt so good to be full. Digging your nails into his back, you left crescent-shaped intents in the flesh.

His movement halts as he savors the feeling of your warm walls milking and massaging his member, his cock still buried deep inside you. “Shit— you feel fucking amazing, baby. Taking my cock so good.”

He starts pumping into you at a leisurely pace but it quickly turns animalistic as his hands grip around your waist, lifting your hips up off the bed and pulling you onto his member. He matches your movements, snapping his hips up to meet yours, each harsh thrust hitting your cervix. The intensity of it made tears stream down your face but you gripped him even tighter, begging and pleading him for more.

You feel his fingers interlacing with yours, his own way of comforting you as he fucks you senseless, his thrusts not once faltering. His primal urges controlling his body as he nearly folds you in half, pushing against you harder and pounding you into the mattress.

“You gonna cum, hm. You gonna cum for me, baby?” You weakly nod your head ‘yes’, unable to utter any words. He pants into your ear, hips stuttering as he gives you one last thrust before warm spurts of his cum releases inside you. “Fuck-”

He lazily pushes his cock into you wanting to ride out his orgasm before he finally stills, leaning over to give you a chaste kiss. You wince at the feeling of him pulling out, his seed slowly seeping out of your abused hole. You feel yourself dozing off, the exhaustion of your sore body sweeping over you.

As your eyes swifly fell shut you gasp at the feeling of his cock pressing up against your entrance once again. Your eyes widening at suddenly being flipped over onto your stomach, “Did you think we were done, sweetheart? Oh no, I’m gonna fill you up until you can’t take anymore.”

THIS IS JUSTICE AND KARMA!!!!!:-(

BURN THE WITCH! - Part 8

Finally! It is finished.

Also…warnings I guess for itchiness. And severe scratching due to itchiness.

Here goes:

Lila was prideful. Exceedingly so. But let it not be said she was too prideful to know when it was time to jump ship.

And the ship that was Paris was sinking fast.

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Don’t Mess With My Daughter- ML Prompt 2

The Second in my prompts. I just  want to state that this isn’t related to the first Prompt 1. Both are one shots and most of the story with the title ML Prompt will not be related unless it states otherwise. Anyway, I will happily tag anything who wants to read them as a few people asked me to tag them in my next work, which is this. @ravennm84​ I hope you enjoy it :D also warning. This be salty but a happy ending… for Marinette anyway…

Don’t Mess With My Daughter

Sabine frowned as Marinette came into the bakery with her shoulders slouched. She walked over and gave a gentle kiss on her cheek as she greeted her before heading back into the apartment. Sabine sighed softly as she frowned. Marinette was usually so full of energy and creativity but recently, she seemed drained for lack of better term. She had dark circles around her eyes and her skin seemed to lack it’s glow. She was getting worst at getting up to get ready for the day to the point where it seemed like that she was trying to avoid going to school. Sabine was confused as to why. Chloe had calmed down on her bullying and was getting better and Marinette had friends such as Alya and the girls. not to mention her crush was attending the school. Sabine smiled and thanked the customer before continuing with her work. Tom shoot her a kind smile as they worked before it began to quiet down and her mind fluttered back to Marinette. She believed her and Tom were good parents and that Marinette could come to them if she needed their help. Her mind flashed back to the day Marinette got expelled. She frowned as she thought about it. It was a few weeks before then that Marinette started to act stranger then usual but that day seemed to the catalyst of a sort. Marinette hasn’t been the same since. Sabine sighed gently and began to close up the shop. Once that was done, her and Tom headed up to the apartment and into the living room. To her surprise, they found Marinette curled up on the sofa asleep. Her phone was laid next to her. Sabine smiled softly and moved the blanket over her before picking up her phone. She went to place it on the coffee table but a message came through, showing the phone was unlocked. Sabine frowned as she saw the message.

FoxyWifi: Maybe the reason why you’re ignoring me is because you did it. I hope so, bitch

Sabine frowned deeply at the message. She knew FoxyWifi was Alya’s chat name but why was she calling Marinette bitch and what did she mean by did it. She frowned and pressed the icon, revealing the chat between Alya and Marinette. She scrolled up to the chat and began to read the messages.

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Party Time!

Could you write a Bakugou x fem! Reader where the reader is in her dorm cuddling with her huge stuffed teddy bear and Bakugou comes in like “wtf” and throws the bear across the room and cuddles with the reader! If this sounds stupid you don’t have to write it!!

this is definitely not stupid!! i loved your idea, it’s so cute thanks for this :>

he looks so stupid in this i love him HAHAHA

today is not your day. you feel slumped, like whenever you tried to stand up, you’d just fall. your head is throbbing and you feel dead inside, but you’re not entirely sure why

well, you have been busy this whole week, barely having any time to rest. now is your only rest time, so you snuggle up to the huge teddy bear your family gave you to keep you company in the dorms

Bakugou hasn’t seen you out all day, and he’s getting a little bit worried

you usually head down to eat meals with him, but now it’s almost evening and you’re still not out of your room

finally, he decides to slam your door open to check up on you

just to see you cuddling with a huge ass teddy bear

your arms and legs are wrapped around it, your head buried in its fluffiness with your eyes closed

Bakugou huffs because he noticed you looked tired, so why didn’t you say anything to him?

why were you seeking comfort from a stupid bear than your boyfriend?

so he grabs the bear from you and throws it across the room

“hey!” you wake up with a start. “my bear!”

before you can continue scolding him, he slides next to you, forcing your head in his chest as he grabs your arms and legs to put them around him

“you didn’t come out of your room today,” he points out gruffly as you relax in his hold, your grip around him tightening

“i wasn’t feeling well,” you sigh, so Bakugou starts running his hand through your hair

despite his sweet actions, he scoffs. “so you decide to hug your stupid bear, instead of me?”

“i didn’t want to bother you—”

“why do you even have that shitty stuffed good-for-nothing anyway?”

“my family didn’t want me to be lonely—”

“HOW THE FUCK ARE YOU GOING TO BE LONELY WHEN I’M ALWAYS GONNA BE WITH YOU?”

finally, you slam your lips against him to shut him up. he calms down from your sweet kiss, so you pull away to rest your head on him again

“i’ll call you next time,” you hum, loving the sound of his heart beat. “just calm down and rest with me, please?”

he sighs and finally shuts up, letting you cuddle him like a teddy bear

until...

“i am better than that fucking bear though, right?”

you can’t help but burst out laughing, instantly feeling better

“yes, Katsuki,” you kiss him again, and he’s glad that he managed to make you smile. “i love cuddling you more than any other teddy bear.”

This is so beautiful... (°ﾛ°٥)

Loved your first time with Vax fic! Please can also do one for Percy, if you have the time?

I’m so glad you liked it!!! 😁 😀 😃!!!

This Percy one is part 2 to love confession HC’s, 18+ and smut

You stood there, dumbfounded at such a simple yet emotional confession. Not knowing what to say, you let out a short gasp before treading carefully.

“You…you love me? How, wha—what?” Percy stepped tentatively towards you, never wanting to scare you away. “I love you, y/n. Most ardently. And I wish to change things between us.” You felt glued to the floor, unsure of what to say next. Oh fuck it, I’m tired of waiting

Throwing caution to the wind, you ran with your feelings. “I love you, too, Percival. But love is only scratching the surface of what I’ve felt.” Feeling bolder at your assertions, Percy stepped forward to take your hands into his. “I’ve thought about you, desired you, wanted you.” Breathing deeply, Percy pulled you into him as his arms wrapped tightly around you.

As you melted into his embrace, he felt so strong and steadfast under your touch. You savored this moment before Percy’s voice broke your train of thought. “Before that life was taken from me, I was raised to be a gentleman. But every moment spent with you in this moment further erodes the restraint that I have kept up for too long.” Your heart only raced faster at his words, praying that he couldn’t feel it through your embrace. 

Slowly lifting your head, your hopeful eyes met the longing gaze of the white-haired gunslinger. “Then don’t hold back anymore, Percival.” With your permission granted, Percy leaned down to capture your lips with his. It was sweet, surprisingly soft, and wrapped every passionate feeling that Percy held for you. 

He lifted you into his arms, but never broke the kiss, as you both made way over to where his bed stood. Placing you down softly, you let your arms roam across his clothed body. You heard soft moans and gasps come from him as he lifted his head to face you. “I know I have you here...but are you sure? Certainly sure you want to...? 

You gripped the side of his face with one of your free hands, while removing the lenses from his face with the other. “Percival De Rolo the Third, you have me literally in your bed and you’re still asking? Take off these clothes, and we’ll have a different conversation....”

“As you wish.” He laughed softly at your bluntness before starting to shuck off the vest that covered him. Stripping each other bare felt like a sacred act, worshipping each other with hands and lips to admire the material forms that had such prowess. The scar that your lover bore on his chest felt so foreign under your touch, but you could feel Percy shiver under your touch. The short gasps and moans continued for a good while as your lips covered it and you palmed the growing desire between his legs.

Suddenly, you felt a hand reach down to stop your ministrations. You looked up to see the green in Percy’s eyes go dark, the desire and longing simmering underneath. “On top now...ride me.” You switched positions, with you now sinking down onto him and nimble fingers pressing into your hips and sides. You straightened your hips to adjust yourself before slowly moving back and forth. 

Falling into the rhythm of your pace, you gasped out in pleasure as you slid along his cock. Leaning down, you laced kisses along the base of his neck, face and lips as you felt two strong arms circle around you. Keeping you in place, you felt Percival thrust harder into you. You could feel yourself reaching your peak so quickly, wanting to surrender to the passion. You could hear the hoarse voice, laced with lust, whisper in your ear. “Come for me love...come on my cock.”

Readjusting yourself, you clamp down as if on instinct and quickly snap your hips in an attempt. You were grateful that none of the others were present as both of your moans echoed within Percy’s bedroom and slightly into the hallways. Spent from your passionate affections, you let Percy take you into his arms as he tucked you into his side. 

It was a quiet evening, save for the panting breaths and an “I love you, dearest” in your ear as you started to surrender to the sleep that began to claim you. 

Wow, this is addictive...(☉｡☉)!→(?・・)σ〈(•ˇ‿ˇ•)-→(´⊙ω⊙`)→(☞ﾟヮﾟ)☞

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Infected! Leon S. Kennedy x Fem! Reader.

(kinktober day 1 ; breeding kink.)

idea was given to me by a lovely anon 🫶 (I don't have the ask cuz im an idiot and accidentally deleted it after writing this)

Tags ; kitchen sex, dirty talk, mentions of a lactation kink, soft dom leon.

MDNI.

It's been a few days, Hunnigan said this would pass in a day or two, that the vaccine should work quickly.

Yet right now you're getting pounded by Leon. He doesn't even look like himself, black veins running across his whole body, his sclera a shade of crimson.

“Don't spill it baby, keep your eyes on the bowl.” He groaned into your ear, pumping his cock into your cunt, you having cummed a while ago, the foamy ring around the base of his cock proving that fact.

“S-sorry.” You slurred, bent over the kitchen counter as you tried to mix the cookie batter properly in the bowl. But your mind is more stuck on the fact that there's pounds of cum just leaking out your pussy. You can't even count how many times he's came inside you, nor how many times you've came around his cock.

“I'm gonna get this pretty belly all swollen up, hm? What do you think about having kids?” He spoke, not stuttering once as his thrusts remained rhythmic. His balls slapping against your soaked pussy. “Yes- Mmgh- I wan' them.” You moaned out, your mind wasn't even working properly, your legs gave up a while ago, he's just holding you up by your hips at this point.

“That's right, you want my babies? I'll make sure you get them.” He huffed into your ear, speeding up his thrusts. “You'll look so pretty all swollen up, my pretty princess. You'll let me suck your tits, right? When they're all sore and heavy?” He spoke right against your ear, nibbling and licking the lobe.

“Yesyesyesyes- God yess!” You moaned out, arching your back and throwing your head back, cumming around his cock. He took this opportunity to grasp your head and lean his head back, sticking his tongue into your mouth and kissing you sloppily, drinking up your babbles and moans. “You're so cute.” He laughed, letting go of your head to dig his fingers into your hips.

His thrusts got sloppier, he groaned and gently bit down on your shoulder, rutting into you like a wild animal.

“God- Leon!-” You moaned, seeing stars as he pumped his load into you. Inhumane amounts of semen filling you up to the brim. There was no way you wouldn't get pregnant. “God your pussy is just- Sucking me in.” He groaned into your shoulder, nuzzling his head into your neck, rutting his hips slowy while the last strings of cum pump into your womb. The excess cum just spilling out your cunt and onto the kitchen floor, you felt light headed now.

You sighed in relief as he was finally done.

That was he slowly pulled his cock out, before slowly sliding it in. “Let's move to the bed, I'm tired of standing.”

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Marinette’s Life (after the Week Off)

So Surprise after way too much time working, some later hours. I finally finished fic from the winner of the Poll I posted a few weeks back. It was tie so I literally just flipped a coin. The poll was to try to get over my writer’s block and I still struggled with it. I’m not entirely happy with this fic but I am a bit proud of it. So I hope you like it. And thanks for reading.  Marinette’s week off

Two or three times a month, Marinette wouldn’t be in class. She’d be gone for a few day, once in a while an entire week, and come back like it was nothing. The teachers would never complain. No matter how much the other students in class brought it up. She was gone almost as much as Adrien was.

                       The teachers refused to say anything. It was clear they knew something but for some reason went pale whenever anyone asked about. More than likely it was the result of the so-called “student aides” that now sat in the back of the class rooms, watching.

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Raise yourselves up (We’re done)

Two prompts in one; let’s do this. I tweaked the ideas a bit though.

It was Bustier who broke the news to Marinette and Chloe, and she did it once again the most inappropriate fashion, “-And so the class feels it would be best if both of you were excluded from the class trip at the end of the year.” She finished. The class was just about to let out and she told the two girls in front of them all.

There were mean snickers and smug looks from the other students. The ones who just avoid the girls’ gazes; Adrien, Juleka, and Rose. The three had decided to stay out of it and just side with the majority. Marinette and Chloe had become best friends after Lila had gotten her hooks into class the year before. She turned all of Marinette’s dearest friends to ex-friends and turned them into bullies. That was fine with Marinette. She was done with two-faced people; done with turn-coats, and cowards. Marinette didn’t need them. Or want them. Chloe at least had the guts to stand on her own two feet and for what she believed in. It was a new year and a new Marinette.

Neither blond nor bluenette blinked.

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Listen to strangers than a friend you knew longer...⚓

Daminette December: 3-Birthday

The class had all gotten the same notification on their phones that morning: it was Marinette's birthday.

"What do we do?" questioned Nathaniel.

"I say we ignore her." Alya equipped.

"She hasn't really been nice to us lately." Rose mumbled.

"She forgot to bring Lila's cupcakes last week!" Kim shouted.

"I say we go with Alya's idea; she knows her best." Lila declared, "If we all ignore her today, maybe she'll see how mean she's been and fix everything!"

"I dont know." Adrien replied.

"It does seem a little too much." Juleka responded.

"It'll be fine; trust me." Lila claimed, "Tomorrow she'll be apologizing and then we can do something for her, as long as she promises to be nicer."

"Okay." Majority answered.

Nino could see the hesitance on his best friend's face, "Think of it this way, Dude; it's only one day."

Adrien sighed and nodded. He hated when his birthdays went unnoticed, but he was trying to keep everyone happy.

'Today won't be so bad, right?'

Marinette got to school and they all kept their focus on their conversations. Throughout the day, they all avoided her like the plague; no one spoke a word to her. Lila didn't make one comment or spread one rumor, thinking Mari would jump at the chance to be the center of attention.

The bell rang and Adrien felt the tension leave his body. It was now after school and he could now wish his friend a happy birthday. He turned back, but she was already gone. He quickly grabbed his things and rushed out.

'I hope she wasn't disappointed. I'll explain everything and-'

"Dude? Why are you running?" Nino questioned, "Late to meet Natalie?"

"No; school's over." He smiled, "Now, I can tell Mari happy birthday!"

Nino froze as Adrien continued to rush away. He quickly brought out his phone and called his girlfriend.

"Wha-"she began.

"Adrien didn't understand the plan." He announced, "He's on his way to see, Mari."

He heard several gasps and rustles of bags.

'Guess they're on their way.'

The class was frozen on the stairs as Marinette happily ran into some guy's arms and kissed him.

"Happy Birthday, Habibiti." He spoke, "How was your day?"

Marinette smiled, "It's was the best day, ever!"

'Best?'

'Best day ever?'

'But.....we ignored her.'

'We didn't tell her happy birthday.'

'We didn't even get her presents!'

"Your brothers sent me presents a week ago and told me open them when I woke up." She continued, "I already thanked them."

"Well for my gift, we have to go to your place and get ready for dinner." He smiled, "Tom and Sabine are getting ready as we speak."

"Marinette...has a boyfriend?"

"How did we not know?"

"Are you kidding me?"

"Since when?"

"So why is she being mean to Lila?"

Adrien was broken out of his shock, when his driver started honking the horn.

"Adrien." Nino spoke.

"I got to go." he answered, "I'll tell her tomorrow. She seems busy."

'He really wanted to tell her.'

Adrien sat in his car and waited until his driver pulled away to take out a small box with a small ribbon on it. He noticed his driver looking at him.

"She was busy all day." he whispered, sadly, "I didn't get a chance."

His driver motioned to turn around.

Adrien shook his head, "She already has plans. I don't want to interrupt."

His driver gave his one last look before focusing on the road. The model took that time to open the box and stare at the ladybug necklace he had bought. On the back read 'My Everyday Ladybug'.

The next day, everyone was shcoked to see Marinette and her boyfriend, Damian Wayne, all over social media. Alya quickly googled in his name, tryign to figure out what was going on. Why was Marinette suddenly so famous?

The truth hit her like a tone of bricks. There were millions of pictures of Marinette with Damian online. She learned that Damian was the son to an international billionare and they had met on a family trip to Paris a few years ago. Years. That single word rang deep. How had they not known Marinette was seeing this guy for years? She quickly sent the information into their group chat. Lila growled as she read the word: billionare.

'How could she have the luck to find a billionaire's son and date him?'

They all had so many questions for her. They all quickly got ready for school. Lila sat in her seat quietly as everyone around her talked about Marinette. They all were shouting out questions to ask her.

Why hasn't she told them she was seeing anyone?

What about her old crushes?

How soon after they met did they start dating?

Who asked out who?

How did they ask out the other?

Was the thing between her and Lila a giant misunderstanding?

Lila just nodded her head, going along, trying to figure out a new plan of action. Marinette had all the power now. She had the power to ruin her story. She had the power to tell the class the truth. She had the power to get her boyfriend to look into her life. She had the power to ruin her life, the way she had ruined hers. What she didn't count on, was Marinette never showing up to class. The class began to wonder if she had food poisoning. Maybe her boyfriend was still in Paris and he took her out. Unanimously, they decided to go to the bakery after school and ask.

"Marinette left Paris." Sabine spoke.

'Huh?'

"What do you mean?" asked Rose.

"When will she be back?" questioned Mylene.

"Since when do you suddenly care?" retorted Tom.

The class shifted uncomfortably. They had never seen the bakers so hostile towards them.

"We have been working with Damian, his family, and the board to get her out of that school and transferred to where she feel safe." Sabine declared, "We packed up all her things, while she was at school, and she left on the red eye. Don't suddenly pretend to be friends with our daughter when none of you wished her a happy birthday."

"You should be lucky that she convinced Damian not to go to the police with the death threats she was receiving." Tom added.

'Death threats?'

'What?'

'Who threatened Marinette?'

'Why was she getting threats?'

'Who hates her that much?'

"She just wanted to be far away, as possible, and now she is." Tom continued, "She never has to think about you all, again."

Sabine huffed, "And don't bother calling her, she got a new number. I believe the police commissioner's daughter was going to help her set up her new social media accounts and have them fire walled, by the best."

Tom smiled, "It's great that the police are so close with Damian's family."

Tom and Sabine looked at the children, daring them to say anything. They began to squirm under their parental gaze and turned to leave. Adrien stood there, slowly pulling out the tiny box and placed it on the counter.

With tears in his eyes, he whispered, "Tell her happy birthday for me." and left.

"Hey." Nino spoke, placing his hand on his best friend's shoulder.

Adrien quickly turned and they could all see he was crying.

"All I was to do, yesterday, was tell Marinette happy birthday!" he shouted, "And now I never will! I never should have gone along with your stupid plan!"

"Uh, Dude." Kim began.

"Father was right about you!" he continued, "You're nothing but a bad influence!"

Adrien quickly turned the corner and rushed into his car down the street.

Alya stepped close to Nino, and whispered, "He didn't mean it, Babe. He's upset; that's all."

Nino couldn't help but feel his friendship was over.

Adrien hadn't shown up to school in two days and the class was starting to get antsy.

'Had they really messed up with two of their friends?'

Concerned, Lila decided to confront Adrien head on and showed up at the Agreste manor.

"Miss Rossi." Natalie spoke, "Give me one moment."

She smiled, thinking she'd be let inside. She turned towards the gates, but heard Mr. Agreste himself call out to her.

"Mr Agreste." She smiled, not expecting him to talk to her over the speaker.

"You're fired, Miss Rossi." he spoke.

"What?" Lila questioned, frozen.

"Adrien told me about your plan to alienate Miss Dupain-Cheng from the class." Gabriel continued, "He explained how he forced you to tell one more lie after you falsely accused her in the first place. Using my jewlery as a 'hand-me-down' trinket!"

"But she-" Lila tried to argue.

"And now I find out that any future endeavors with Wayne Enterprises are null and void!" he shouts.

Lila remained silent, realizing her lies had not only cost her access to Adrien but from furthering her career.

"Adrien is no longer in Paris. He went to boarding school, out of his own free will." Gabriel declared, "He only went to François Dupont to be with Miss Bourgeois. Since they no longer have a relationship and he sees the class turned against his best friend, he decided to finish school early. He enrolled into high school and will graduate in a few years, ahead of your so-called class. My son is out of your reach, Miss Rossi."

The screen went dark. Lila turned and walked away, not realizing Nino was hiding behind one of the posts of the gate. He heard everything. Sobbing, he texted everyone what he just heard.

The next day, Lila walked into class smiling.

"Adrien is visiting family at the moment." she spoke, "He'll be back soon."

"Marinette was right." Alix scoffed, "You really are a liar."

'Huh?'

"Why would you say that?" Lila asked, pretending to sniffle.

"'Cuz I went to aska bout Adrien and heard the whole conversation between you and his Old Man, Miss Former Model." Nino stated, glaring at her.

Lila looked around the class and realized ling wasn't going to get her anywhere, anymore. She scowled and stomped out of the class. No one said anything, but they all knew they messed up and all because they hadn't said 'Happy Birthday' to a true friend.

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