Marinette woke up with a splitting headache, which wasn't surprising as she'd drank double the amount she could usually handle. She rubbed at her eyes wondering what she had done last night, before looking up and realising it wasn't about what she'd done, more like who she'd done. She was lying cuddled into Adrien's arms.

His hair was a mess and a bright red hickey sat perfectly on his collar bone. She lifted the duvet and saw they were both wearing clothing and he was obviously happy with the situation he'd found himself in. Marinette's eyebrows raised in approval. She placed the duvet back down and studied the model next to her.

She had no doubt she was the one who'd left the mark on him and the way her neck felt slightly restricted, she was quite sure she had some of her own marks too. Perhaps Adrien was more of a dark horse than she'd thought? His lips looked swollen and slight snores were filling the silent room keeping her attention on his full, luscious lips.

What the hell did she do last night? Had they done stuff together? Adrien didn't seem the kind of guy to do that though. Breaking it down she gave herself a play-by-play of the nights events; first she came back with the gang, second her and Nino were arguing - as usual, and then ...

"Oh my God!" She squealed out. Adrien's eyes shot open terrified at the reaction of the girl who was sleeping next to him.

"Mari, it's ok. We didn't do anything. You ... you ... " he started to stutter out his explanation before she cut him off.

"Last night. I remember last night." She didn't seem too happy about it either. Adrien's heart started beating faster, has she remembered who he was? Hope soared through him only to come crashing back down.

"I'm going to kill him." Adrien positioned his hands over his sensitive areas, a little scared he was about to be castrated. Marinette moved swiftly and jumped out the bed. The action caught Adrien off guard and he closed his eyes in preparation of attack. The door to his room slammed open and he opened his eyes to see her pert backside stalking into the lounge area.

Adrien jumped out the bed and followed. If she didn't mean him she was obviously going after the only other male in the suite. Nino.

"You!" She stalked over to him as he covered his head with his arm. "You ... you ... you licked me!!!" She was pointing at him and talking loud enough for the entire hotel floor to hear their conversation. He looked up at her, pain in his eyes. Obviously she wasn't the only one feeling a little worse for wear this morning.

"I wasn't the only one by the looks of things." Marinette's face flushed a shade of deep pink as she placed her hands on her collar bone.

"Give me some of those tablets." She stalked round and flopped next to Nino on a bar stool. She grabbed two pain killers and swallowed them dry. She looked at Nino. Nino looked back at her. They both burst out laughing.

"Morning everyone." Alya came walking out of her and Nino's room too perky for anyone else's liking. She sat on the sofa casually, still in her nightgown, remote in hand. Completely oblivious to the two friends hungover slouched on the kitchen bar, and the sexually frustrated model standing around topless; she flicked through the channels and settled on a rerun of an episode of Friends.

As she sat there laughing, Marinette made a decision. Sliding off the kitchen stool, she made her way round to the sofa, picked up a cushion and smacked it around Alya's head. The two guys laughed as Marinette and Alya progressed into a fully blown pillow fight.

"Dude, this is hot!" Nino was practically drooling at the two girls on the sofa.

"Nino!" Adrien shook his head as he took a look at his long time best friend, "Ok you're right." They smiled together before walking over to join the girls.

Alya's phone signalled stopping the pillow fight. She picked up her phone and read the news notification alert.

Nino grabbed Alya and cuddled up to her on the sofa. Adrien's heart cracked, how he wished he could do that with Marinette. He looked down at the floor and ruffled his hair over his head. Before he could register what was actually happening Marinette had sat on the arm of the lounge chair and placed an arm around his shoulders.

A flashback reappeared from last night

"Don't overplay the Adrien card."

With a surge of confidence he truly hoped what he was about to do would be the right thing, and he wouldn't end up with a right hook in the nose. He pulled her onto his lap.

"Adrien!" Marinette screamed, as she fell into his lap.

"I thought you'd be more comfortable, Princess." He winked at her as she settled herself in. For a big muscular guy he made a nice cushion. She placed her nose against his and giggled.

"So you two? What's going on?" Alya looked at the two superheroes suspiciously.

Adrien and Marinette looked at each other.

"Nothing." They replied simultaneously, shrugging their shoulders.

"Oh please. Marinette, I know you went into his room last night and you both come out this morning all hicked up."

"Well that happened but then she passed out." Adrien explained.

"Adrien, you took advantage of her when she was drunk. I really didn't expect that of you." Being on Alya's angry side is not where Adrien wanted to be. "After everything she's gone through you do that? You said you were going to take it slow and let her decide."

"Alya, don't please." Marinette tried to cool her friend down. She was a twenty year old woman, she could make her own choices.

"I'm sorry, Mari but I am doing this. Adrien you are meant to be helping her not just using your nice words and model looks to stick your tongue down her throat." Marinette looked on the verge of tears, how could Alya be saying such things, she thought Alya wanted her to get back with Adrien.

"Alya, you need to stop." Nino had let go of Alya and stood up. "Neither of them deserve this, they've been through enough."

"No Nino, Alya's right." Adrien lifted Marinette off his lap and placed her on the seat alone. "I'm sorry, Mari." He turned and walked towards his room.

"Alya, how dare you! Adrien's been nothing but a gentleman, and after one night you act like this. I just can't talk to you at the moment." Marinette walked away from the lounge and towards Adrien's room. She needed to apologise, even though she couldn't remember what happened last night. She was glad it did. She wanted fiery passion from Adrien, she trusted him. She knocked lightly on the door.

"Hey." Pushing the door open she saw Adrien sitting on the edge of his bed, hands in his hair.

"Shut the door." He commanded her. Once the door was closed Marinette went to speak again, her words caught in her throat as she saw Adrien move towards her. His big muscular frame walked to her with sheer determination. He moved her back against the door and placed his mouth on hers. It was hard, and finished way to quickly for Marinette's liking.

She looked into his eyes and took matters into her own hands, grabbing his head and pulling his to her, she kissed him with all the fire and passion she possessed. Using her arms she traced up his body feeling every ridge of his toned masculinity. Finally breaking away again, she decided to speak.

"I understand what Alya's saying, but I also know that for some unknown reason I want you. Deeply and crazily want you. Perhaps we tone things down for now?"

"Whatever you wish m'lady." Before she had chance to even think about what he just said his lips were on hers again, taking every single thought out her brain.

In the lounge Nino had moved away from Alya. To say he was angry would be an understatement. She may not know everything that went on, but she knew most of it. They said they were going to be there to support Marinette and Adrien. This wasn't supporting.

"I have my reasons." Alya said, not taking her eyes from the television.

"And what might they be? We were meant to help them. This isn't helping." Alya picked up her phone and started tapping furiously. She threw the phone over to Nino with a news article displayed.

'PREGNANT WITH ADRIEN AGRESTE'S LOVE CHILD.'

Lila Rossi, 20, has been known to cause scandal when it comes to model, Adrien Agreste and designer girlfriend, Marinette Dupain-Cheng. However, we were lucky enough to interview her as she left Adrien's twenty-first birthday celebration at the Bourgeois Hotel, Paris last night.

Lila was glowing as she revealed she is sixteen weeks pregnant with Adrien's child.

Adrien was pictured entering the party venue with Marinette, each showing displays of love and affection towards the other. However this is the first time in two months the two have publicly made an appearance together.

Which leaves us to question what France's Top Model and business tycoon will do next? We will keep you updated when we know more.

"Shit!" Nino exclaimed, before yelling to the door. "Adrien, you need to get out here!"

Scrambling out the door both Adrien and Marinette tried to straighten themselves up before Alya attacked them again. However, the ombré haired girl had different ideas. Walking over to Marinette she dragged her to her room.

"Alya, what you doing?" Marinette looked at Nino for some sort of help.

"I'm taking you home Mari!" Alya slammed the door behind the two girls as Nino led Adrien into the study.

"What's going on?" Plagg, Wayzz and Tikki came flying out of their hiding spots leaving Hugo still snuggled up and asleep in his make shift bed.

"This." Nino was typing on his phone finally passing it to Adrien. His face paled instantly.

"What? I don't ... I don't understand." Adrien was stuttering as the other kwami's came flying around and rested on Adrien's shoulder.

"But you haven't been with Lila. You've only ever been with Marinette." Plagg was as perplexed as Adrien.

"Why would she do that?" Adrien asked. Tikki snuggled into his face.

"She's always telling Marinette how she stole you off her. I guess this is payback." Tikki knew she would have to do some damage control with Marinette.

"I'm going to be sick." Adrien double over, placing his hands on the computer desk taking deep breathes to steady his breathing. This can't be happening. He stood up and made his way to the door, he needed to speak to Marinette.

"Don't you dare message her or try to talk to her." Alya threw Marinette's ring and bracelet at Adrien before leaving the suite dragging a helpless Marinette behind her. Adrien gave a hopeless look to Tikki.

"Please." He begged.

"Don't worry Adrien, I'm on it. I'll speak to Tom and Sabine too." She shot out the door and straight into the bag of the Guardian.

Adrien's phone went off in his pocket. It was probably the press office at 'Agreste' about to have him for inappropriate behaviour. He looked down at the caller ID and stilled.

Kagami.