limerence; a daminette fic<\3

chapter eleven

Damian was debating wether to finally kiss the fuck out of his girlfriend because it seems like she was asking for it. He was controlling himself for the sake of the girl. But now it seems 10x harder. He has a great self control but his desires are overwhelming. He wants his girlfriend to understand his desperation. He looks at her with desire burning in his eyes. He wants to wrap his hands on her waist, kiss her collarbones and leave some kind of mark that shows. That she solely belongs to him.

He knew he was the most pervert minded out of both of them. She was a literal angel to even think of such thoughts. But right now, he just wants to grab her and never let go. Damian was losing his sanity and it looked like Marinette wanted him to. It looked like Marinette was teasing him.

They were finally settled down to eat the breakfast and Marinette as always-made things harder for him.:)

She sat on his lap, while feeding him, herself. She was clearly having fun, while Damian was going through hell. He just wanted to do something with her. So, his first thoughts were:

Fuck it, I want to kiss her and I'm going to do it!

Damian slowly kept his hand on her thighs and caress it. Marinette swiftly dangled her legs on either sides and looked him in the eye. They had a silent competition and that's when Damian thought to use this chance. And do what he had been thinking of doing.

"Can I, kiss you? Marinette please can I?"

She shyly smiled at him and nodded. Fuck how can she be so bold and be so shy at the same time?

He slowly and carefully moved his face towards her, his hand leaving her thigh. While the hand held the waist, he used his other hand to grab her back of the neck to move her towards him.

He gulped, and saw her lips, they were cherry red, plump and looked extremely juicy to him. He believes she used a lipstick or a lip balm? His heartbeat quickened when she roams her hands on his toned abs. They both had their forehead linked, nose touching and body squished together.

For Damian, he was going to die.
For Marinette, she was on cloud nine.

And finally after 5 minutes of looking at each others' faces shamelessly.(which actually felt like hours to Mari) Damian finally moved his head to touch her lips.

And oh god why did he not kiss her sooner. It was soft at first as he touched the rose petals, for a minute or two they did not move-just soaking in the moment. Marinette's hands were now behind his neck. She was slowly, yet skilfully using her fingers to massage his scalp as they kissed.

It was soft, enchanting, heartwarming and loving.

When they finally separated. He did not register anything. He was getting kissed again but this time with extreme passion. Damian tilted his head, letting Marinette kiss however she wanted.

Damian felt his dick going up, as Marinette slowly touched his left chest side. A little whimper left Damian's mouth and his mouth opened. Mari took the chance and softly entered her tongue. She stood a little to fix her position on Damian's lap and then used her free hand to grab his hair for kissing him harder.
Damian- who is a virgin kisser, did not understand the foreign filling bubbling inside his chest.

He was quite embarrassed because of the whimper, but did nothing about it as Marinette was busy kissing the fuck out of him.

The make out session did not last long as they both were out of breathe and as Marinette looked up at Damian-

"Oh no baby! Your nose is bleeding!!!"

Damian was in complete daze all he could do was dumbly nod his head. Marinette quickly went to grab some wet tissues and water to fix the problem. He was out of breathe. And his dick was in pain. Not so gentleman behaviour.