Adrien Adfriend: A Brief Narrative Fiction
Ladybug could feel the bark scrape against her skin, pressing further and further like a hoard of angry needles through the webbing of her suit. Adrien’s hands were planted on either side of her face, but one of his legs was definitely treading into unmarked territory, if she could experience pleasure correctly.
She squawked, bringing the hand that wasn’t crushed by Adrien’s body to her mouth. Pleasure was totally uncalled for at a time like this. Good lord what was wrong with her, someone give her a timeout immediately. There was an exceptionally terrible akuma on the loose today and Chat had been MIA for a good 20 minutes so far, not to mention that people were screaming but the only thing she could really concentrate on was Adrien Adrien Adrien. His quick wits and slick moves were really surprised her, though. He practically dove like an Olympic runner to save her from the akuma’s fire ray, scooping her up like a miniature pack of flour just to heave her into a tree and unknowingly share his body heat with her. Not that she was complaining, though. …show more content…
However, Ladybug was still trapped under the weight of his body, something she unfortunately had to spare due to the state of the city.
She reached up and poked his visible cheek. “Thank you. I could’ve been toast.”
Adrien snapped out of his stink-eye fest with the flame-throwing akuma and beamed. “My pleasure. He just grazed your hair.” As an example, he held up one of her pigtails. Believe it or not, but the frizzy tip was in fact singed.
“Oh geez, yeah that— that could’ve been bad. Really bad. Super bad.” Stop talking, Marinette. “Good thing you were conveniently right here to save me from becoming a bug burger.” Really, Marinette, shut the hell up.
Adrien giggled (giggled!) and stepped away from the spotted heroine, to her dismay. “Just looking out for my partner, no
She squawked, bringing the hand that wasn’t crushed by Adrien’s body to her mouth. Pleasure was totally uncalled for at a time like this. Good lord what was wrong with her, someone give her a timeout immediately. There was an exceptionally terrible akuma on the loose today and Chat had been MIA for a good 20 minutes so far, not to mention that people were screaming but the only thing she could really concentrate on was Adrien Adrien Adrien. His quick wits and slick moves were really surprised her, though. He practically dove like an Olympic runner to save her from the akuma’s fire ray, scooping her up like a miniature pack of flour just to heave her into a tree and unknowingly share his body heat with her. Not that she was complaining, though. …show more content…
However, Ladybug was still trapped under the weight of his body, something she unfortunately had to spare due to the state of the city.
She reached up and poked his visible cheek. “Thank you. I could’ve been toast.”
Adrien snapped out of his stink-eye fest with the flame-throwing akuma and beamed. “My pleasure. He just grazed your hair.” As an example, he held up one of her pigtails. Believe it or not, but the frizzy tip was in fact singed.
“Oh geez, yeah that— that could’ve been bad. Really bad. Super bad.” Stop talking, Marinette. “Good thing you were conveniently right here to save me from becoming a bug burger.” Really, Marinette, shut the hell up.
Adrien giggled (giggled!) and stepped away from the spotted heroine, to her dismay. “Just looking out for my partner, no