Starting with one of my favourites.
Prom Night, chapter one.

This has been adapted to create more of a story, to add to the smut.

There will be a chapter two, Prom Night: The Next Morning, unfortunately though it wasn't recovered so I will need to rewrite it!

Enjoy!!
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"Tonight's the night, man. Virgins no more." Nino was standing in his hotel room sorting out his bow tie ready for prom. Where normal people would opt for a black tuxedo, Nino had chosen a maroon velvet coat over black formal pants. His face was radiating joy as he began to think about what he had planned for this evening.

Hitting eighteen and graduating school had been a highlight of Nino's life, however, when it was decided they would have an American style prom, Nino had forced Adrien to watch US sitcoms until his eyes were sore. Only one thing was certain; prom equalled sex, drugs and rock 'n' roll.

"I'm so glad Marinette had the idea of a prom."

"Maybe for you." Adrien stated as he placed on his own jacket. Of course his father had to make sure he was in the newest 'Gabriel' line. This year it was midnight blue with a black collar, a thin black tie sat centre on his dress shirt. The colour reminded him of Ladybug's hair and he wished she was there with him tonight.

Adrien was currently in Nino and Alya's room to prepare, Alya had migrated to Marinette's. He couldn't help but wonder about the girls and what they would be wearing, especially Marinette. She'd become a big part of his life, especially now she was able to make fluid conversation with him, and he wondered if his Lady wasn't around whether something would ever happen with the raven haired beauty. More than once he'd caught himself staring at her during class, or during their friendly outings. Hell, even his ice cream began to resemble her. Yet, he did not act upon it, he'd committed to loving Ladybug and he would remain true to his word. Or at least he'd try.

"Come on man! You're the most popular guy in school." Nino turned to face his friend.

"And?"

"All the girls want you dude. Especially after we did that charity calendar last year. You've got more abs than Kim." Adrien laughed at his friend. It was true, the girls liked him but that made no difference. He wasn't about a quick rendezvous, he wanted his first time to be special, he wanted to be in love.

"Dude, you're eighteen. Choose a girl and have some naked fun time. The hotels booked for the night remember." Nino grabbed his phone out of his pocket and started to text. Adrien was quite positive he was texting Alya; his long term girlfriend and sure thing for tonight. Considering the legal age in France was fifteen, he was surprised they'd waited this long.

Adrien sighed and sat on the edge of the bed. Eighteen and he'd only really kissed two girls. Kagami and his Lady. What was his issue? It's not like he was short on opportunities. The girl who sat behind him in class, appeared in his mind again. Would he mind kissing Marinette? That was the million euro question. Marinette was someone he'd want to commit to; heart, body and soul. He knew nothing was happening with Ladybug, but he couldn't put Marinette in a position he'd leave her. She meant too much to him.

"The girls are surprisingly ready and they're already in the lobby." As Nino mentioned the girls, Adrien's heart began to race.

He took a deep breath and let it out. He was going to have to go downstairs and see her with her date. Adrien was too late asking Marinette to prom, and, because of that, she was here with Nathaniel. The red headed, amazing artist in their class. They had so much in common it was a match made in heaven.

"Nathaniel's got food poisoning, by the way, so Marinette has no date." Adrien's head shot up to look at his best friend. This was the greatest news. "That look means perhaps there will be someone there for you tonight. Don't deny it, we all know you like her. We've seen the looks."

Adrien's cheeks flamed red. His only hope was they'd calm down by the time they reached the Bourgeois lobby where they'd meet the girls. Before leaving, Adrien grabbed a box from his overnight bag. He'd brought a small gift for when he asked Marinette to prom and hopefully now he'd be able to give it to her. Luck was finally on his side.

Ushering Plagg into his jacket with the promise of cheese, the two finely dressed gentlemen made their way downstairs. The Bourgeois hotel was known for its grandeur, one of the most beautiful hotels in Paris, yet its beauty did nothing to match the stunning display standing on the other side of the elevator doors.

Adrien couldn't breathe. He couldn't believe what was in front of him. Marinette's beauty was far beyond anyone he'd ever seen, to the point all other thoughts had been pushed out of his mind. At this moment he believed Ladybug, herself, could walk in with her fine beauty and all, yet his attention would not waiver from Marinette. He felt a bizarre pull towards her, wanting to remain by her side all evening. The look she was giving him wasn't helping the situation either. He could see the mirror of his own desire and lust.

Marinette was wearing the most exquisite dress he'd ever seen. He was sure she'd created it herself. The colour was the perfect match to his suit, made to be worn with each other. Her midnight blue dress was floor length with a slit up one leg, revealing toned porcelain every time she moved. Adrien could feel a 'purr' inside him wanting to escape.

His eyes began to move up her body and he noticed the top was low cut, landing just above her belly button. The fine curves of her breasts were displayed at the sides of the cut, pert and positioned. Moving closer he could tell it was a velvet material and wrapped beautifully down the full length of her arms. Finally he met her face. She was smiling her bright Marinette smile which was framed with red flame thrower lipstick. Her eyes were popping with eyeliner and mascara, and her hair was curled and pinned to one side. Trailing over her shoulder and secured with a crystallised butterfly.

"Hey guys." Alya motioned to them to come and join them. Marinette was staring at the floor, hope running through her veins that Adrien would like what she was wearing, and now Nathaniel was not coming, maybe even asking her to be his date.

It had been over four years and she still hadn't worked up the courage to tell him how she felt, and the way he looked in a suit did little to help her come clean. He looked delicious, and she wanted to be on his arm, to be the only girl he paid attention to this evening. Her dress had been her most daring design, it was created for him.

"You ready?" Nino offered his arm out to Alya, who took it with a giggle and a smile. She couldn't wait to be alone with Nino later. They'd been planning this for months.

"You two go ahead. I want to speak to Marinette for a minute." Marinette's head shot up when he said her name. She looked at Alya and panicked about what to do. As Alya walked away she mouthed

What do you want him to be?

"Is everything ok?" Marinette asked, finally taking Adrien in. He really did look amazing. The years had been kind to him and having a designer as a father really helped him in his attire. Unlike Nino who was currently explaining to Alya the reason for his choice. They'd agreed to a dark green, the idea was to match. It's seemed Nino decided to go his own way, and Marinette knew he would be paying for that later.

"Everything's better than ok. You look stunning, Marinette." She blushed at his kind words and he swore it was the most attractive sight he'd ever seen. "Anyway, Mari. I was wondering, well, because Nathaniel can't make it now. Would you - um - I'd really like it-"

Marinette was staring at him. Adrien Agreste was calm and collected. This, however, was neither.

"Please will you be my date?" He scratched the back of his neck in nervousness. His heart was about to beat out of his chest as he waited for her answer. For once, luck had to be on his side.

"Of course. I love you. I mean, I'd love to." He couldn't help but catch her first words and a thrill ran down his spine. If she did love him perhaps it was time he opened his heart too. There wouldn't be anything wrong with having Marinette as his girlfriend. He really liked her. She was so similar to his Lady. For the first time he truly felt his heart wander. Marinette was everything he ever wanted, maybe it was time to take a risk.

"Awesome. I've got you a gift. I planned to give it to you when I asked you to prom, but Nathaniel beat me to it." A smile played on his lips as he rummaged in his pockets for something. Marinette, however, had frozen to the spot.

"Y-y-you were going to ask me? Why?" This was a turn of events, and she couldn't deny the heat it sent through her body.

"I thought that was obvious." He looked at her through his eyelashes and she smiled back at him. This night was suddenly a thousand times better than she'd ever thought it could be.

Out of his pocket he pulled the little box he'd taken from his bag. Opening it up, Marinette gasped. It was a white gold chain with a pink Swarovski rose hanging in the middle.

"Adrien! It's beautiful." He reached up to place it around her neck, taking in the smell radiating from her perfectly placed perfume. It was time for him to get bold, it was time to put himself out and hopefully be received. Mentally preparing himself, he forgot all the rejections from Ladybug and focused on Marinette.

"Nowhere near as beautiful as you." As he moved his head to concentrate on the chain, it gave Marinette the opportunity to take a deep breath of his cologne. God he smelt good; radiant, carefree and dreamy.

As Adrien moved away from her neck, his hot, minty breath hit her skin.

"Perfect." He whispered into her ear causing Marinette to gasp for air. Since when had Adrien been so bold. It was thrilling.

Smiling, he trailed his fingers down over the chain making sure the pendant was positioned correctly in between her pert breasts. Her eyes widened, moving along with his hand. He continued to stroke down her bare flesh before placing the hand on her hip and pulling her close into his body.

"Beautiful, just beautiful." He kissed her cheek and Marinette thought she was going to pass out. Had he just touched her? Adrien Agreste had run his hand over her bare flesh. She felt the need to press herself into him, allowing their bodies to connect closely with each other. As he pulled back, they looked into each other's eyes, having a silent conversation which seemed to be some sort of agreement.

"Guys? Are you coming or not?" Alya's voice broke them out of their moment.

Transporting back into gentleman mode, Adrien offered his right arm out to Marinette, as he discreetly repositioned his trousers with his left. He was hard, so very, very hard and there was no doubt in his mind by the end of the night he wanted to lose his virginity to Marinette Dupain-Cheng, and hopefully make her his. He wanted to become one with her, to take his next journey in life with her, and just like that everything suddenly felt so easy and so right.

The ballroom was stunning, but what else could be expected from Marinette's creativity and design skills. The ice blue and white colour scheme was accented with balloons, ribbons and streamers. A huge banner read 'Congratulations Akuma Class' and reminded him of the one the class held up three years ago during their trip to New York.

He looked at his date remembering everything they went through during that trip. Things changed that week, especially with Marinette. He smiled as he remembered the moonlight dance he'd asked her on, how she'd done so much for him. Everything she'd done was out of friendship, not because of her job to protect Paris, another reason to love Marinette over Ladybug, he noted.

The night progressed with dancing, drinking and laughter. Neither young adult let go of the other, not for longer than a comfort break. They were a unit, both wanting to show the other off to the world.

Before they knew it, the final song of the night was announced and began to play. A slow song for all the lovers out there, but not just any slow song.

"It's our song." Marinette exclaimed without thinking. Adrien smiled down at the gorgeous girl next to him. So it was.

"Will you?" He held his hand out palm up as he used the other to indicate the dance floor, she nodded in agreement, a smile plastered over her face.

Tonight was a fairytale. She was quite sure of it. And when the clock struck twelve she'd wake up and realise this whole night was a dream. That Adrien hadn't been her Prince, and that the devoted looks he'd been giving her all night were all a vision of her wildest fantasy.

She followed him to the dance floor using the time to memorise every fine detail of his gorgeous face. Time had been good for Adrien, it had defined him, and enhanced his already wonderful features. It was his personality that captivated Marinette though, how could one person hold so much love in their heart? Adrien positioned their hands before beginning to sway. Keeping his eyes firmly placed on hers. He wanted to memorise them to retrieve whenever life was getting him down. It was at that moment he knew where his future was.

"Have you had a good night?" He asked.

"The best." She sighed.

"Mari, I know this is forward of me but I really like you and I was wondering if you felt the same way?" Adrien could feel the pulse beating in his neck. He could feel the cramp in his shoulders from the pent up tension, only releasing it when he saw the change in her face.

"I do." A smile graced her lips. After all these years he finally felt the same way as she did. In response to her words he tucked his nose into her neck. Purring with such desires.

The dance continued and his hands began to explore. Keeping one firmly placed on her back he let the other slide down onto her butt. Her perfectly toned, perfectly rounded ass. Marinette continued to let Adrien have an exploration on her body. He was holding her tight, so tight that she could feel everything happening within his tuxedo trousers. Every time his erection grew larger and every time it pulsed with anticipation.

"Do you want me?" Marinette whispered into Adrien's ear.

"So bad." He responded.

"Then I'm all yours."

He pulled his head away from her shoulder and looked into her fully aroused eyes. Did she just offer herself to him?

"Always." She continued.

"A-a-are you sure?" He couldn't believe he was stuttering. She had completely short circuited his brain tonight. All he could think about was her; her beautiful body and golden personality. He was one step away from claiming her as his right in the middle of the dance floor.

"I've never been more sure about anything." She spoke clearly and with determination. Something in her eyes made him think about Ladybug.

After a few more seconds staring, Adrien grabbed her hand and led her out the ballroom. Walking her over to the elevator he pressed the button and began tapping his foot impatiently against the floor.

A soft giggle sounded next to him and he looked at the girl he was about to lose his virginity with.

"You ok?" She grabbed hold of his hand and placed her other onto his chest, playing with his shirt buttons. He could feel himself twitch more. Whoever designed these pants didn't do so with a full on erection in mind. Perhaps he needed to have a word with his father? On the other hand, scrap that. Adrien Agreste did not discuss boners with Gabriel Agreste. Hell, they didn't discuss anything.

He turned to look at her and couldn't help himself. He pulled her into his body and pushed her hips into his crutch.

"Do I feel ok?" His eyes were dark and his voice came out hoarse. She smiled up to him and edged towards his ear.

"Um- I think you feel better than ok." She bit his earlobe and he groaned at the zing flowing through his body. Before she could do anything else to him, the elevator door pinged open and the two lovebirds made their way in. It took around two seconds after the doors closed for Adrien to push Marinette against the wall and kiss her whole heartedly. Both radiating in the confidence brought out by the other.

He pulled away and looked down at the smiling girl. She seemed to be enjoying it as much as he was. She placed a hand behind his perfect head and pulled him back to her. Kissing him with all the love and dedication she'd been hiding away for years, she couldn't help but marvel at the noises coming from his throat. She was doing this to him. His attraction was to her.

They pulled apart again catching their breath before going in deep, angling heads and allowing their tongues to meet. Adrien kept one hand on her hips whilst the other went to the back of her head, controlling the tilt and depth of the kiss. She placed both hands on his pecks imagining what it was going to be like, feeling them without his shirt on.

"Is this ... ok?" He asked between kisses.

"God yes!" She replied. "Don't stop." Adrien smiled and went for her lips again. Flicking her tongue with his own. God she tasted incredible. He was quite sure he was going to get addicted. He'd never kissed anyone like this before, but decided at that moment no one could come even close to Marinette.

They continued to make out even as the elevator stopped to let other hotel guests in.

"Is that Adrien Agreste?" A few people would whisper every now and then, obviously noticing Paris' top male model. They both were quite sure people were taking photographs with their phones too. However neither cared. They'd deal with the rage of Gabriel Agreste tomorrow. Right now they just needed to make it to Adrien's room before they started going further in the crowded elevator. Resolve was wearing thin, and both were feeling too hot in their evening attire.

Finally, they'd reached the twelfth floor, and Adrien could lead his Lady out and to his room. He thought he'd be nervous but nothing could stop him from doing this with Marinette. Not even an akuma, it would have to wait for him.

They were both silent as he opened the door, and signalled for her to enter. She walked in and looked out the window of Paris' skylight.

"It's beautiful tonight." Marinette heard a soft click of the door latch before feeling the heat of his arms wrap around her. The weight of his head resting on her shoulder.

"It has nothing on you." She turned around in his arms and kissed him again, hands framing his chiselled face. This time it was soft and gentle. Eyes closed and fully in the moment.

"Mari, I really want to do this tonight, and with you, only you. But I want it to also be special. I don't want a one night stand and I don't want it to be meaningless. I'm falling in love with you and have been for a while, Marinette. So before we take this any further I want to ask you if you'll be my girlfriend."

"I wouldn't want anything else." She responded. Kissing him again, hoping he could feel everything she wanted to portray. The love, the hope, the desire.

"Can we keep the blinds open? This is such a fairytale, and I love the night lights of Paris." She softly spoke as she looked into her newly appointed boyfriend's eyes. She was beyond happy.

"Of course." He replied as he turned the lights off in the room and sat next to Marinette on the bed.

He slotted one hand into hers and they looked at each other. A shy laugh sounding from both. Marinette could feel the sharp nerves in her stomach turn to the gentle flutters of butterflies as he began to kiss her again. Starting with the back of her hand. His approach was so Chat Noir like, it took Marinette's breath away. It was so intimate and familiar, safe and reassuring.

Adrien's kisses moved to her neck, cheek and finally landed on her red painted lips, as his hand found the opening of her dress slit. He placed a hand on her bare thigh, moving it up and down.

Humming in agreement, she began to remove his tuxedo blazer and his tie, before beginning to fiddle with his buttons. Not wanting to break their lips at any point. She was struggling though, causing Adrien to help with the removal of his shirt, pulling it from the waistband of his pants and flipping the buttons open. It didn't take long for her hands to already be finding his amazingly toned torso. Stroking down each cut and ridge. She swore she'd felt something almost identical before but couldn't quite place it.

He began to move his lips to different places. Kissing around her jawline, up to her ear, down her neck and finally into the bare flesh down the centre of her body. As he reached the point of the 'V' by her belly button he began to lick all the way back up. As he reached level with her breasts he pulled the dress away, revealing one of her beautiful mounds to him. Her nipple was erect and he took it fully into his mouth. She grabbed the hair on the back of his head and threw her head back with a groan. She couldn't believe he was already making her feel like this. She couldn't believe they were doing this.

"I want you so badly, Mari."

"I want you, too." She shrugged her arms out of her dress, dropping it down to her waist. They were both topless and ogling each other. The necklace was still perfectly placed in between her breasts.

"Do you like what you see, Agreste?" Marinette was trying to act confident. After all Adrien was no longer just her crush, he is now her boyfriend. He wanted her and she wanted him. His dilated eyes being the only answer she needed.

Standing up her dress dropped around her heels leaving her in a tiny black lace thong. Even in his dreams, his first time wasn't as empowering as this was making him feel. He thought he would be nervous, but this felt natural. Like, they were made for each other.

"God, your body is amazing."

"Thank you mon amour." She kicked off her heels and dropped the additional three inches they added, before climbing on his lap. Straddling her legs either side of his. She began to kiss him again as his hands trailed over her body finding a comfortable position on her ass. Squeezing each cheek individually to make her groan against his mouth.

Marinette felt friction between her thighs. She'd never felt more alive than what she did at this moment in time. She was channelling her inner Ladybug to help her and it seemed to be working. She began to rub against Adrien and he again made an attack on her neck, moving his hands to steady her on her back.

"I won't last if you keep doing that." He stated without stopping his exploration.

Sucking, licking and biting, he couldn't help but feel incredible marking her skin with signs of his love. But that wasn't enough. He wanted to touch her, to feel how wet she was. Moving his left hand from around her back he placed it between their bodies and rubbed down her slit.

"Oh my!" Marinette sighed as Adrien kept up his exploration.

He licked down and kissed her nipple before taking the breast into his mouth. He began to make out with it and his fingers moved the material away before inserting themselves into her heat. God she was wet. Very, very wet. Growling, he continued his mouth and finger exploration as she ground against his fingers, moaning and begging him.

"Adrien," she said, gasping for breath from his movements.

"Is this ok?" He questioned, lifting his eyes to meet hers.

Embarrassment suddenly overcame her from the position they were in and what they were doing. Her confidence fell off the cliff and she moved back from him, ceasing her grinding. Her eyes moved away to the window, unable to keep attention on his face.

"Hey, Marinette, look at me please. If you're not ready we can stop. I don't want to push you into something you're not ready for."

She stayed still for a moment, thinking about what to do. This was a big deal. She was about to lose her virginity to Adrien. Her mind flicked through all possible scenarios, and this was perfect. Yes, she wanted to have sex, and only with Adrien, for the rest of her life if he'd let her. But more importantly, she was so turned on by everything at the moment, she didn't want to stop. Without using words, she began to grind on his fingers again, holding his hand with her own to keep it there. Her eyes were back on his, and she dropped him a kiss to let him know she was ok.

Her grinding became more erratic, as she pushed down more to try and get his fingers where she needed them. The coiling in her stomach began to tighten as she ground to get more friction. Before she could finish herself off on his fingers, he pulled away and removed them from her opening.

"No! Why did you stop?" She squealed in desperation.

Smiling at her, but not speaking, he stood up with her legs connected around his waist before turning around and laying her down gently on the bed. She rested on her elbows as she watched him remove the remainder of his clothing. Once he was left in just his boxers he climbed next to her on the bed. Linking his lips to hers. He continued to feel her body with his large hands; she was so petite and fit him perfectly.

"Are you ok? Are you too cold?" He'd noticed she'd suddenly had a large amount of goosebumps appear on her body.

"I'm reacting to your touch, you dork." She giggled. He looked at her gobsmacked.

"Well if you don't like it, I suppose I'll go then." He went to stand up and she pulled him back down, spinning them over and climbing on top of him. He smiled up at her and swore a halo appeared over her head. This was by far the greatest view of his life.

"You're not going anywhere." Grinding her hips against his she could finally feel what his fully erect penis could do to her and she couldn't help licking her lips in anticipation. He was so warm and ready, she needed him naked.

Unbeknownst to Marinette, Adrien had brought something to the bed with him, and hid it securely under the pillows. Rolling them over he was now in charge and on top. Kissing her deeply and passionately as he began to remove her thong before removing his own boxers.

"Are you ready?" He asked. She nodded and reached down to caress him. She'd never felt this part of a male before and hoped what she was doing was right. She began to stroke him up and down as he stretched forward and found the condom. Hissing as she continued her exploration of him, she relaxed her hand a little, sending out an apology. He laughed and kissed her on the lips, rolling the condom down over himself.

"I love you, Adrien Agreste. Since the day you gave me your umbrella." She whispered and his heart flipped.

"I love you, Marinette Dupain-Cheng, since the day you dived on me in the swimming pool." They both laughed, and she felt him line himself up with her opening. "Please tell me if it hurts or you need me to stop. I want this to feel good for you." She nodded at him and let out a deep breath. With that he pushed his length into the heat of Marinette, stopping when he felt a restriction to his movement.

"Keep going." She whispered out to him in the darkness of the room. No words were spoken in reply, just the slow ease of him into her. She liked the feeling a lot. Relief flooded her for the fact she felt no pain.

Lifting her one knee, he grabbed the back of her thigh continuing a slow and gentle rhythm in and out of her. They felt good, they both felt very good. He looked into her eyes as they glittered like the Paris skyline. He loved this girl, he had no doubt about it.

Marinette reached under his armpits and clamped onto his shoulders, pushing herself along with each of his movements. She smiled up to him as her breathing became shallow.

"Adrien, you - feel - so - good." He brought his face down to hers and kissed her again. The feeling was nothing like he'd ever expected. It was so much more. He grunted and dropped his head into her shoulder.

A feeling began to tighten in his lower stomach and it urged him to go faster. Bringing her other leg up he began to pound harder into her, increasing his speed. Delighted when she started to scream his name.

"God Mari! You're so tight."

"Harder, please Adrien!" Her cries edged him on and he continued to hit into her hard and fast. Her hands moved down to his ass, cupping each cheek and guiding him in deeper.

"Shit." He exclaimed as she pushed him in. Lifting his head off her shoulder he supported himself on a hand and an elbow. Each of his thrusts began to slam the headboard against the wall. He felt sorry for whoever was next door.

"Adrien, harder! I need it harder, please." He pulled himself out of her and flipped her over. She clambered onto all fours and positioned her hands against the headboard. He lined himself back up and slammed his full length straight back in. Grabbing hold of her hips he put all of his strength into each thrust. He was quite sure he was channeling into his hero strength with this and she was just taking it ... even begging for it.

"Oh my God! Yes! That's it, Adrien! Please keep going!"

All he could do was groan and continue pleasuring his girlfriend. He'd never felt alive as much as this, even running around Paris in the dead of night couldn't compare to being one with Marinette.

He sat back, pulling her with him onto his lap. She placed her hands on the bed and began to lift and drop.

"I'm not going to last much longer." He groaned out.

"Me neither. I think - I think - maybe now?" He wrapped his arms around her and slammed her down even harder. "Yes now." Her walls tensed around him as she hit her orgasm. After a few more slams, Adrien followed too.

They remained in their finishing position rocking through their orgasms, as both tried to regain composure and steady their breathing. Adrien placed tender kisses on Marinette's neck and shoulders as she leant her head back onto his.

"That was amazing." He said as he cuddled into Marinette.

She let out an incoherent noise in response, making Adrien tense with fear.

"Did I hurt you? I'm so sorry if I was too rough, you should have stopped me. I know it's our first time and all, I didn't know what I was doing and just ... oh Marinette, I'm sorry."

A soft giggle stopped his rambling.

"Adrien, stop talking. I'm enjoying everything about this." He laughed too, as he went back to kissing her neck and shoulder. After a few minutes they finally moved.

"How about you grab some clothes for tomorrow and come and stay in my room tonight? Perhaps we could do it again? If you want that is?" Adrien laughed at her rambling as he moved to remove and tie the condom.

"You don't need to ask me twice."

Marinette placed her dress back on without her soaking wet underwear and grabbed her purse. Adrien followed in his pyjamas, holding onto his clothes for the morning.

Leaving his room hand in hand the new couple smiled at their newly found and Christened relationship. Neither could wait to get to Marinette's room, to strip off and start all over again.