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CHEESY CONFESSION (CHAP 5):

I sat there on my knees, not sure what to do next. Without thinking too much about it, I swallowed the mouthful I had. The taste wasnt awful, but it was no peach flavoured iced tea either.

Adrien dropped to his knees so we were the same height. His hands pulling me towards him, I could feel his heart beating fast. I rested my head on his shoulder as he softly played with my hair. I concentrated on his heart beating, as I tried to register what I just done.

"That was amazing Marinette. I did not expect that at all!"

"Ah, thankyou?" I assumed it was a compliment, and decided to take it as such.

Laughing at me, he continued playing with my hair as his breathing slowed to normal pace.

"As much as Im enjoying this, I really need a drink" I admitted. The taste in my mouth really needed to be washed away.

"Shit, of course, yep let me" and he lept up quickly walking his naked body through my lounge room. Im not embarrassed to say I watched him go, in awe that he was finally mine. His perfect view walking into the kitchen, as I got up off the floor and settled myself back onto the couch, and felt silly sitting there shirtless. Finding my top I put it on, leaving the bra discarded on the floor.

He walked back into the room, his dick now hanging softer. But it was still big, he had to have about 5inches down there. I flushed red, thinking how moments before I had my lips engulfed around him.

"Here you go" as he handed me a glass of juice. I took a big mouthful, grateful for the flavour (orange and passionfruit) I didnt think water would wash away all the taste. "Im sorry" he added shyly, as he found his boxers and top, pulling them on. I was slightly disappointed that he was covering up, he was a sight to behold.

I finished my mouthful, the taste of citrus now on my lips. "What on earth for?"

Adrien looked awkward, and I was glad it wasn't just me that was feeling a little nervous in this department.

"I dont know how to put it eloquently. Um, finishing in your mouth? I should have given you more warning. I just kind of exploded. And im sorry"

He sat down next to me, putting his arm around my shoulder, I hadn't realised I was cold until I felt his warmth engulf me. I snuggled into the groove of his arm.

"I don't mind. Im glad I could make you feel that good" I admitted to him, looking up at him a small smile playing across my lips.

"Well it definitely felt better then when I do it myself, not that I can use my mouth but you know" the blush returning to his face.

"Well your welcome" I was so proud of myself, I was now able to call Adrien my boyfriend and apparently some of that reading online, talking with Alya and flipping through magazines had helped, because he didnt seem to complain. It would have been nice if I got a little action but I wasnt about to just come out and say "hey its my turn now".

"So you wanna eat out?" he asked, pulling me away from my thoughts.

It took me a few seconds to register, my mind slightly in the gutter.

"We could. Or we could go make pizzas? Benefits of owning a bakery we have ample ingredients"

Adrien lept of the couch, pulling me with him. "That sounds fantastic. I never get to cook!"

Unable to contain my smile, I happily trotted into the kitchen, as he followed me. Adrien sat down on the bench and I had a strong urge to quote my mother "tables are for glasses, not assess. But I refrained, as it was great seeing how relaxed and comfortable he was here. Oh his ass, what a sight that was. Ok think Marinette, what were you doing? Ingredients. Gather the ingredients. Shaking my self out of my thoughts, I reached up on my tip toes to the top cupboard trying for the Pizza sauce and Herbs. Fully aware that my shirt rode up, showing off my toned stomach. I saw Adrien look, then quickly avert his eyes as he saw me notice.

It was my turn to smirk. I passed him some cheese and the grater. "Here you go. Start with this"

A small laugh escaped him as he took the grater and awkwardly he started to grate the cheese, I hadn't seen it done that way before but hey it got the job done.

"Is there anything you dont like on your pizza?"

I asked, as I walked over to fridge and took out the peppers, onion and pineapple.

He looked over to me "I have a confession"

"oh?" as i closed the fridge door with my foot, walking back to the bench.

"Yes, I dont even like pizza" he tried to look serious, even whilst he grated the cheese at lightning speed.

"Ha very funny. I see you eat it all the time."

"Ok you got me. Wow you do pay attention, I love pizza. It reminds me of my time in Italy for fashion week, but honestly I really dont like pineapple"

"Really!"

"Yep. I cant stomach the taste of it. Can we do like half on half off?"

"Na I dont mind skipping it all together. Hows the cheese coming along?"

"I think im done, need any more help?"

Smiling at him, "Think you can manage setting the table?"

He nodded as I continued cutting up the other toppings, sneaking glances over at Adrien when I could, but I didnt want to loose a finger whilst chopping the onion.

Once all the condiments were ready, I took the pizza sauce and squeezed the tube, none came out. Huh, thats odd there was some in there, I shook the tube hoping to get some down to the bottom, aware that ask I moved my breasts bounced freely under my loose fitting shirt.

I saw him looking, so I shook the tube slightly more than necessary. When satisfied I squeezed again, only to find too much came out and it splattered upon my top. My chest now lightly splattered with tomato paste.

"Dammit" I muttered as I turned to look for the tea towel.

"Here" Adrien called from behind me, I whirled around only to find him tea towelless. My confusion apparent as he added " let me get that for you". His finger lightly tracing across my collar bone collecting the sauce.

It sent shivers though me. Noticing my reaction he bent forward slightly using his tounge to clean the rest of my chest.

"I didnt know you liked tomato this much" I commented, my nipples had hardened and they ached to be touched.

"I dont mind it, but I admit It tastes better on you than on a pizza base."

I smiled at his comment, as I noticed his hands finding thier way under my shirt. "Mari, there is some on here, perhaps you could take it off?

I lifted my arms up as he pulled the shirt over my head, tickling my nipples as the soft fabric grazed over them, making a mental note to put it in the wash asap, tomato was a bitch to wash.

Feeling mischievous I turned back around and continued to spread the pizza sauce on the base.

His hands finding thier way to my front, he started to massage my breasts. I didnt want him to stop, so I reached forward for the pepperoni. As I pulled away slightly I felt his hands tighten around me.

"Remember you promised no pineapple" He murmured into my hear, as I tried to concentrate on what I was doing.

Once everything but the cheese was on, I stood there and enjoyed his touch on my body. His hands where everywhere, but not rushed. His lips traced my neck, throat and he nibbled at my ear. I dont know at what point I started to grind into him, but I sure as hell wasnt stopping.

I eyed the grated cheese. It was on the far side of the bench. Painfully pulling my self forward from his lips I reached over the bench. The movement sending my ass pressing against his groin. His hard erection, nestled between my cheeks. I stayed in the position much longer than needed as I continued to twirl my hips in a way that made me want to clear the bench and let him fuck me here and now. It was romantic, but it was what I wanted and needed in the moment.

"Mari, the cheese" he whispered in my ear. As I came back into the moment, as I straightened his erection felt harder than before if that were at all possible, but his hands came around to the front and my clit started to tingle.

"I dont want to hurry you" he spoke softly in my ear "but if you do hurry" his finger traced over the entrance to my pussy "I want to explore you further Mari". I gulped, as I focused on his fingers their touch teasing me.

I have never sprinkled cheese over a pizza faster in my life.

A.N

Prob the most cheesiest thing Ive ever written but I felt like some light hearted, teenagery smut

Hope the holiday season is treating everyone well.

~MortalMarquess~