LB Marinette and Adrien hiding together

Things had grown tense lately between Adrien and Marinette; unbeknownst to their closest friends, the secret of their identities as Ladybug and Chat Noir had been revealed to each other.

It wasn’t planned; it wasn’t expected, but it happened; amidst a tense moment they had only one hiding place to be as their energy failed them, and they had to power down to feed their Kwami.
 

They were surprised; speechless; guilty.

Adrien; who had loved Ladybug from the earliest of times together, had been blind to Marinettes Advances, pushing aside any feelings he had towards one of his best female friends for Ladybug.
 

Marinette; who had also pushed aside her feelings for Chat in order to pursue her romantic intentions toward Adrien; hurting him in ways she had always hated to do, but needed to do, so as not to lead him on.
 

But all along, their romantic targets had been there, before them without knowing.

Chat had pushed for this reveal, and had not over Ladybugs advice; good advice for sure, but now it was done, neither knew if this was good or bad.
 

One thought moving through their heads; who were they truly in love with, when half of them had been denied.

After they had completed their mission, and restored the butterfly, they met up and talked.
 

They weren’t sure what they were doing...
 

Ladybug loved him...
 

Adrien loved her...
 

But did he love Marinette?
 

Did she love Chat Noir?
 

It was confusing to say the least; what complicated the matter was the kiss; they confessed to each other of their feelings, and felt it was the right moment; and it was good; wanted; enjoyed; but it only flared their guilt and confusion.

Of course, this filtered in to their everyday life; no one knew, because they couldn’t explain how it happened; whenever they met up, as Chat and Ladybug, they were professional but awkward, and talked little afterwards.
 

It sometimes led to a kiss, and sometimes it led to an difficult parting in silence.
 

what made matters worse were their dreams.
They had always had ‘fantasies’ about their love interest, it was natural to get a little ‘fictional and adult’ in the privacy of their sleep.
 

But where once Adrien would fill Marinettes naughty dreams, Chat was now there; along with Adrien; turning in to Adrien; Either the same person or both as separate people; arousing her, wanting them both, and yet happy they were the same.
 

Adrien too had the same situation with his own dreams; where Ladybug was seductive, and strong in his dreams, she was now more like Marinette, sometimes Ladybug and Marinette were two separate people fighting over him, and sometimes it was like Marinette in a Ladybug roleplay, performing just for him as a turn on.
 

Needless to say they had restless nights occassionally, and added to the difficulty of looking each other in the eyes during school.
 

Though no one knew the issues, it was very clear something had happened between them.
Alya concluded it was something romantic; had Adrien rejected her friend?
Nino said Adrien was the same, like Marinette had rejected him.
 

So it was all confusing!
 

And as this went on, the two continued to try and pry the problem from their respective best friends with little to no success.
 

Of course it didn’t stop Alya from coming up with theories, from simple to... well erotic, much to her own imagination.
 

And then summer vacation came around, and opportunity.

The plan was simple!

Adrien would be away for the next week for a photoshoot elsewhere in france, and luck would have it that Alya had a cousin who was going on assignment in America for a couple weeks for a press tour.
So, Nino and Alya set up a mini vacation at his home to house-sit. 

It was perfect; Adrien would be nearby working, and he could stay overnight, and Alya would invite Marinette too so they could orchestrate them spending time together, and hopefully work things out away from home.
 

And after an awkward couple of days, of the two being silent, or speaking little, Nino and Alya went shopping for food, leaving them alone.

The house was so quiet, only a lock was heard ticking away the seconds

 

The talk would eventually begin, and they conversed slowly over their feelings; building on a few words, and building in to a rapid back and forth as each felt guilty; each tried to take blame; each said the exact same faults with themselves.
 

It was almost humourous after they had gotten it out of their heads; spoken it aloud to each other.
 

They laughed, drew closer, and it was Marinette who made the first move and kissed him.

Pulling away a few moments later after realising what she was doing, her face red, she rose to hr feet to run, if Adrien had not pulled her back down on to his lap, and returned the kiss.

When it broke again, there was silence; staring in to each other’s eyes, then more kissing, as if making up for all the time since they were revealed that they had not done this.

When the door opened, and the other couple returned, they panicked, and separated, not yet ready to reveal what had transpired so soon after it had happened.

Alya and Nino were confused, but suspicious, as they separately went back to their rooms.
 

Had things gotten worse between them?!
 

Alya was determined to try and fix things, not knowing that it was already doing so itself, trying to inite them down for games, snacks, just getting them in the room together, but it was like a perpetual embarrassing atmosphere was there at seeing each other, Adrien and Marinette would walk in to a room, and when they saw their friends they would retreat, or give distance.

But if they saw the other, alone, they would come together, start to talk... then kiss, only for a noise to make them separate again.
 

It frustrated them both immensely; not even sure why they were keeping it a secret now... no, they knew. They wanted time to really relax in to this new, growing dynamic between them.
 

In the late evening, after a quiet, and awkward meal they all separated once again, only for Adrien and Marinette to eventually meet up, and awkwardly trying to talk about what was going on between them.

 

They both seemed nervous, but happy; kissing again in secret, a little amused at Alya and Nino’s attempts to get them together, despite it was no longer an issue.

Not to mention, the sneaking around was a little exciting for them both as they made out in secret, their excitement having grown with each quick liaison they had stolen throughout the day.

When they heard Alya calling for Marinette, they were about to separate; but this time Adrien grabbed her arm, no longer wanting to be separated so quickly, and pulled her in to a nearby closet, where they hid, holding each other, listening out for Alya... 

...close...

... close enough to smell each other... 

...to feel each other... 

...to kiss again.

Now hiding, their kiss resumes for what seems like an eternity, with an unintentional push against him, Adriens back was pressed against the wall, as Marinette ran her hand over his shirt, and up his chest, his own running up her back.

Her body pressed against his, he could feel her against him,  and she felt something too; she turned away, her back to him, embarrassed and red but still pressed a little against him; she had turned on Adrien?!

 

She bit her lip... 

Hesitating; remembering situations like this in her more ‘cheesy dreams’; could this really be happening?
 

She wriggled her hips a little, a little turned on at recalling such erotic dreams of her now possible boyfriend, inadvertently rubbing against him, and she hears a slight gasp from behind her.
 

She blushed even more and trembled slightly before her hand reached behind her, Adrien still holding her, and gasping as he feels fingers slip in to his shorts.
 

Was he also dreaming?
 

This couldn’t be happening; but still... it felt good and he was getting turned on by her.

As if it was a signal, his hand slipped around her waist, and down, in to her shorts, feeling for her sweet spot.
 

Marinette gasping as she felt his touch at her crotch, rubbing slowly.

The two muffled their moans as they continued; not wanting to stop.
A whisper of her name got Marinette more aroused, and her moaning Adrian did the same to him, their hands moving with more intent each second.

Their knees felt like jelly as they trembled, and slid to the floor; sitting, but continuing their actions; Adrien running his other hand under her shirt, until he cupped one of her breasts, his fingers teasing her nipple.

Even with the voices of Alya and Nino not far from them, they could no longer hold back, getting more heated; getting more needy; dream or not, they wanted more!

Marinette turns her head to face behind her, her eyes lustful and needy as she mutters Adriens name; it was like a signal of want... a want for more.

Adrien raised his hands, removing her top in the motion, before she turns and pulls off his, discarding the tops together; Taking a moment to admire the bare torso of their partner, and then kissing... touching and then removed the rest of their clothes, before finally embracing in what had only once been dreams.

When they awoke the next morning, they were still in the closet, naked, cuddling, and smiling, happy at their secret evening together... though perhaps not as secret as they thought.