3 months after that they were in her room.
At her penthouse.
Marinette knew she wouldn't be able to get the words she wanted out of her mouth.
So when they were in his art room again, Marinette kissed him.
With everything she had.
Thankfully Damian was gifted and understood what it meant.
So after a first kiss that turned into a steamy make-out session, they were officially together.
In their own way since they didn't want to put a label on it yet.
"Boyfriend and girlfriend" didn't seem right to them as they had longed for each other for so long.
It didn't do their relationship justice since they were honestly more than that.
Timeskip two years later brought to you by being a highschooler who hates/loves concert band and marching band.
Marinette was splayed out on her stomach in their shared bed at their penthouse.
She and Damian were spending their weekend watching old reruns of movies they had never seen before.
Pink Panther was now on Marinette's favorite list (I highly recommend).
Damian was behind her and massaging her back since he heard her complain to herself about it being sore.
Not that she would tell him that.
Damian Al Ghul Wayne was, is, and never will be a pervert.
But he couldn't help the thoughts that went through his mind at his beautiful fiancee in front of him.
The way her tank top hugged her upper body, and the way her hips were on his lap.
The curve of her toned back.
The swell of her hips and (quite shapely) ass.
Marinette had changed position and sat just a little ways in front of him.
Damian took a deep breath and gently moved her fishtail styled braid.
He ran his fingers through her scalp before moving down the long braid.
Marinette turned off the tv and relaxed still sitting up.
Damian cautiously began to undo her braid making sure she felt it so she could tell him to stop if she wanted.
He leaned in closer as he got to her scalp finishing undoing the braid.
He leaned back and combed his fingers to her now wavy completely undone hair.
He stared in awe even though Marinette was facing away from him.
He gently placed a kiss right at the nape of her neck.
"Turn around beloved," Damian breathed.
Marinette shyly turned around obliging to his request.
Damian's breath got caught in his throat.
Marinette was sitting on her calves as she looked at him.
Her hair flowed down her back and over her shoulders, highlighting the frame of her face.
She smiled at Damian's face, his mouth wide open.
Marinette scooted closer until she was straddling his lap.
Damian snapped out of his daze and embraced her, inhaling her scent.
"You're so gorgeous," he spoke into her skin.
She shuddered at the feeling and laced her fingers through his hair.
SMUT (sorry. If this is too much smut please comment I just like smut as well as fluff.)
She leaned back and kissed him deeply, tilting her head.
Damian stroked her sides as the kiss got more and more steamy.
Mari pushed him back until he laid flat.
"I love you so much Damian." She feverishly kissed him with more passion as she slid her tongue in his mouth.
She kissed his neck and ran her hands up and down his chest.
Damian's mind got hazy at this sensation.
He manged to groan out, "I love you too Marinette."
She slowly licked up his neck and circled around his pulse.
She flipped her hair out of her face as she moved his hands from her waist to her ass.
She then slowly slid his shirt off, admiring his toned abs.
To say the least she liked what she saw.
She ghosted her fingers over each ab, enjoying the way his body shuddered.
Damian's face was burning as she exotically licked her lips and took off her shirt, revealing a red lace bra.
Mari looked him straight in the eye, hers filled with a fire of desire.
Damian was actually turned on.
And intimidated.
He loved the way she intimidated him, but this?
Lord save her legs.
Mari felt a new form of power rise in her as she dominated him.
She needed to show him her appreciation.
For everything he had done for her.
His uncanny patience.
His blunt honesty.
His love for animals and family.
The way he was staring at her.
The way his strong hands held her ass.
His body.
God it was too much.
She wanted him.
Needed him.
And if he let her?
She was going to take this man below her in all his glory.
