"Alix, I swear - if you don't hold still I'm going to stab you with this pin!"

The girls were around at Marinette's place. She was onto the final fittings for their bridesmaid dresses and Alix was being her usual fussy self and creating a slow burning frustration within Marinette. Why couldn't the girl just stand the damn still? Alix moved again and Marinette let out a low growl, giving her a quick prod with a pin.

"Ouch! You're turning mean, Mari!" Alix whined, as she rubbed her side.

"I barely touched you." Marinette smirked as she continued to pull and manoeuvre the dress around the short girls body. Everything had to hang in the right places, and Alix moving around so much wasn't helping. Due to Alya's sisters pregnancy, Marinette had decided to alter the shaping of the dresses for all of the bridesmaids.

The design now stopped under the bust before flowing down to brush against the floor. The dress colour was the most beautiful lemon colour with delicate hand-stitched beads and sequins where the material of the top and skirt met.

"Alya!" Alix shouted at the top of her lungs causing Marinette to stumble backwards. For a small girl, Alix had some power. As much as Marinette loved Alix, sometimes their relationship was more of a sibling one. To be fair, most of her relationships with her friends where similar to that of family. It was just that Alix was the annoyingly hyper younger sister.

"What's wrong now?" Alya and Mylene made their way into Marinette's studio after seeing Rose and Juleka out. The young couple were heading home to sort more paperwork out about the adoption. The excitement of the two welcoming a baby into their beautiful relationship could make even the coldest of hearts melt, and the girls couldn't wait to be aunties.

"She stabbed me again."

"I never thought Mari could be so aggressive. What's wrong?" Mylene asked full of concern.

"Nothing. I'm fine." Marinette said whilst positioning a pin in between her lips.

"She's not aggressive, Mylene." Alya looked over at Marinette with a smile creeping over her face.

"She's Agreste-ive." Marinette rolled her eyes and continued pinning the dress, as her friends all burst out into hardcore laughter.

"Ooooo Mari, sexual frustrations never good. You need to get layed." Alix grinned, wiggling her eyebrows as Marinette moved away.

"No, I don't. Nope, not at all!"

"Your denial says it all." Alya laughs and begins to make her way out into the lounge.

Eyes wide open Marinette signalled to Alix that she'd finished and to go and get changed. She followed Alya out and strode after her into the lounge area. As she went to her friend mouth open ready to state her innocence when Alya put her hand up.

"You protest too much! Just get him in the sack, everyone can see how much he wants you ... and of course, we all know how much you want him." She wiggled her eyebrows at her long time friend knowing just how deep her crush went on Adrien Agreste.

Marinette could feel her cheeks turn radioactive. Her friends had never spoken to her about anything sexual before and she wasn't quite sure how to react. Not just that, Alya had said that Adrien wanted her. She could have snorted at the comment. Of course he did, Adrien wanted any female that moved.

"We're taking it slowly." Marinette replied. She thought that would be a safest response. She couldn't actually say they were only going to have sex once during their 'or something' fling, which would probably be ending in a couple of months, once Adrien gets his job.

"Taking it slow? Have you not seen your boyfriend, Mari? Holy moly, I'd be licking those muscles as soon as we'd had our first date." Alix reentered the room and placed herself next to Mylene on the sofa.

"Oh yes! I mean I love Ivan but Adrien's body! Yikes!" Mylene continued.

"Stop ogling my boyfriend." Marinette grabbed her glass of wine and smirked at her friends. She couldn't help but agree. Adrien's body was that of a Greek God, every curve and cut beautifully defined in his torso but it was his arms. His arms and hands drove Marinette wild. Many times she'd dreamt about them hugging her and stroking her hair, and stroking a few other areas of her body too.

"Wow! Earth to Marinette. Come back to us please." Marinette snapped out of her gaze and looked at Alya offering her friend the most innocent smile she could muster up.

"I can't believe how he went all hero mode for you as-well." Marinette shivered replaying 'that night' in her head. Thank God Adrien had been keeping a close eye on her and came to her protection. He really was her knight in shining armour.

She looked at her other two friends and noticed Alix flicking through one of her fashion magazines. When Alix stopped Marinette knew what she was looking at. Alix's face said it all.

"Seriously Mari, you'll have to keep your eye on him the weekend because seeing this ..." she turned the magazine round and Marinette's face flooded red. It was Adrien dressed in black trousers, an open shirt and his bottom lip between his teeth. Marinette had a picture of this on her phone, which graced her many a nights whilst she was alone in bed. "... in the flesh." She continued, "well, I'm not going to lie. I'm going to want to jump him."

"Touch Mari's man and I'll take you down." Everyone stared in shock as Mylene looked over at Alix. Mylene was the soft delicate friend in the group. She was all daisies and flowers. Soft and caring. Kind of like a mouse. Suddenly the girls all broke into laughter.

"I'll get the treats, whilst you put the film on." Marinette stood up with a smile on her face. Her friends were treating her differently. They were treating her like an adult, involving her in the conversations they used to tell her she was too innocent to hear.

"Thank you Kitty." She whispered to herself. Marinette grabbed the plates of pastries she'd backed earlier in the day and made her way back to the lounge.

The girls all rushed around giggling as Marinette walked in. She eyed them curiously wondering which would break first and tell her what happened, and then it hit her.

"Alya! What have you done?"

"Nothing Mari, don't worry about it." The girls started to laugh again.

"Seriously Alya, tell ..." at that precise moment her phone started to ring. At that precise moment Marinette knew her phone wasn't where she'd left it. It was placed in the middle of the coffee table. She was sure she'd left it down the side of the chair cushion she was sitting on.

Squinting evilly to her friends, she placed the pastries down and grabbed her phone.

Kitty.

"Alya, what the hell?"

"Call it payback for the first couple of months myself and Nino were dating." Alya said, trying hard to hold in her giggles.

"We were fifteen!"

"I don't give a shit, Mari. Payback is pay back." Alya reached over and grabbed a macaroon as she smirked at a now fretting Marinette.

Marinette looked at her phone and for the first time in about ... three days ... she was panicking about this so called something with Adrien. She prayed to God Alya hadn't ruined it, but in all fairness she also knew she deserved it. Fifteen year old Marinette sent some very questionable messages to Nino from Alya's phone. What made them worse was the fact she and Alya were going through their 'Fifty Shades of Grey' phase.

"Hi ... Adrien ... look ..." before she could continue Adrien cut her off.

"So Bugaboo, you want to cover me in whipped cream and lick it off? I won't say no to that." Adrien's voice was calm and sexy.

Marinette didn't know what to do with herself. On one hand she wanted to kill Alya, but on the other she was now thinking about what it would be like to lick Adrien all over. Her mind was in full pervert mode when suddenly she was brought too by the most musical laugh she had ever heard. He was laughing ... at her. She didn't know whether to be offended, or relieved.

"Don't worry Princess, I know it was Alya." She let out a breath and gave her best friend the evils. Alya shrugged before eying up the rest of Adrien's fashion spread with the other girls.

"How did you know that?" She asked.

"I used to be with Nino when you sent the messages off 'Alya'. You two needed serious sexual relief reading those books."

"You're telling me." She replied.

"Perhaps we can look into that, kinky girl." Marinette couldn't help her cheeks turning a vibrate shade of red. Forget Fifty Shades of Grey; red was the new in colour.

"By the way, whilst I've got you on the phone. Which superhero is your favourite?" He continued. This was a strange change to the conversation, that was until she realised Adrien and the guys were out shopping for their fancy dress costume. It was still yet to be let out what the costumes were for. All she knew was the girls were doing the same, under the orders of Nino and Alya. This was the only part of the bachelor/bachelorette part that Marinette and Adrien had left the bride and groom to be plan.

"Spider-Man is my all time favourite ... but when it comes to you in a costume, I would have to say Thor." The girls all 'oooo'd at Marinette's conversation before laughing. Marinette gave them a wink knowing that they understood where she was coming from.

Adrien was by far the most ripped out of the guys. Much to Kim's disgusted. Anytime she could get his arms out on display she wanted it. The thought made her wonder what he wears to the gym. She doubted he was a tee guy, after all with guns like that there's only one thing you could wear. A vest. How she would love to see him working out, looking all sweaty, hot and masculine, with his veins popping out his biceps. She could feel the drool pooling within her mouth.

"Guys, grab me Thor." Adrien shouted in the background. "M'lady likes a God then I take it."

"Well you definitely fit the bill." She was flirting. Marinette Dupain-Cheng was flirting, and not just with anyone. She was flirting with hot model, sporting superstar and her long time crush Adrien Agreste. Oh how the tides have changed. She looked over at her friends who were staring at her gob smacked. Tucking her feet up under her bottom she gave them a big smile.

"Say things like that and I might need to see you sooner than Wednesday."

"I know you want me."

"That I do, Princess. Errrrmmmm Mari, how much is Spider-Man your favourite?" Adrien's voice shot from playful to seriousness in about two seconds flat. The change in tone completely took Marinette off guard.

"Why?"

"Well a certain blue haired guy seems to have picked up said costume, and I just want to make sure you're ok with that?" Marinette flinched, she knew exactly who that guy was. Again, she thought back as to why Alya had invited him. How had he managed to get one over on her?

"Well I like Spider-Man for Tom Holland, not so much the costume. It's more of a girly crush. Now Thor, king of Asgarde, that's a woman's dream." She could hear Adrien suck in a breath. Now that was a reaction she was looking for.

"I better go and try on my chest plate and cape, although this conversation is far more riveting." Marinette laughed.

"We can have another soon. Talk later sexy."

"Not if I talk to you first." She could hear his smile through his words, and one crept onto her face too. They really were quite cute.

"Bye Chaton."

"See ya Princess." Marinette ended the call and placed her phone on the coffee table.

"God you two are so cute it makes me sick." Alix stood up and left the room.

"What?" Marinette giggled in reply. Mylene and Alya were sitting staring at her.

"Mari, you need to teach me this magic. Nino has never been that ..." Alya's arms were flinging around trying to explain something. Marinette laughed again at her friends.

"No magic, just pure lust." She winked at her friends and picked up a macaroon.

The weekend was going to be a good one.