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Marinette smiled at Alya, who was sitting beside her. They were watching a movie together, as they did once a week. Alya moved closer to Marinette, and Marinette felt her heart beating faster.
She'd realized her feelings for her best friend just over a week ago, and had been panicking every time the two talked since then.
Marinette went to grab the popcorn between the two, still looking at the screen.
Instead, Marinette found her hand stuck between Alya's breasts, digging around in them.
Alya laughed, a faint blush on her cheeks. "If ya wanted to grab my tits, you should have just said so."
Marinette flushed red, her hand flying out of Alya's shirt. "I'm so sorry!" She squeaked.
"Don't worry girl," Alya said, "It felt great."
Marinette's eyes widened, and she dragged them away from Alya's D cup breasts.
The pair watched the romance movie intently for the next few hours. The entire time, Marinette was hyper aware of Alya's presence next to her.
When the movie was done, Alya began taking off her clothes to change into her pajamas, and Marinette averted her eyes.
"I'll, uh, just change in your washroom." She stuttered.
"Ah," Alya hesitated, "The washroom’s been locked for a day now. Nora locked it and we haven't been able to open it."
Marinette blushed crimson. "Oh, I guess I'll change here then."
Marinette slowly lifted her shirt above her head, and she blushed even more as Alya looked at her body.
"Wow," Alya said while taking off her bra, "you're fit."
Marinette had gotten a 6 pack since she became Ladybug, and her abs were very visible.
"Thanks," Marinette whispered, looking away from Alya's breasts.
"Hey, Marinette, I don't mind you looking at my boobs!" Alya laughed. "In fact, I'd love it if you did."
Marinette looked back at her crush, who smiled at her. "You'd... love it?"
Alya stuttered, "Well, uh, yeah..."
"Why? Marinette whispered, stepping closer to Alya.
"I... I have a crush on you Marinette!" Alya rushed out, anxiety clear on her face.
Marinette's eyes widened, and only one thought remained in her mind; kiss Alya.
Marinette stepped forward again, pressing her mouth against Alya's plump lips.
She felt a rush of heat, of love and lust, and she deepened the kiss. Alya was kissing her back and Marinette put her hands on Alya's hips, pulling her closer.
After what felt like an hour, Marinette moved back, looking into Alya's eyes.
"I want you, Alya," Marinette whispered, and Alya found herself pressed against the wall by the smaller woman.
Alya placed her hands on Marinette's butt, pulling their hips together.
Marinette sucked on Alya's neck, taking delight in her quiet moans.
"Fuck, girl," Alya moaned, "How'd you get this good?"
Marinette merely smiled as she worked her way down to Alya's breasts. She suckled on one of Alya's nipples, and Alya started to moan even louder.
"Let's take off your pants," Marinette said, taking off her bra to reveal her A cup breasts.
Alya nodded, slipping off her pants to reveal her soaking wet panties.
Marinette crouched down, slipping off Alya's panties. They dripped with cum, and Marinette smiled. "Enjoyed it, huh?"
Alya smirked. "I'm sure you can increase my enjoyment. "
Marinette moved back up, one hand grabbing and squeezing Alya's breast, while the other trailed down to her pussy, feeling all of Alya's curves on its way down.
Marinette's fingers rubbed at Alya's folds, and Alya whimpered. "Fuck!"
Marinette pinched Alya's nipple with one hand, her pointer and middle finger of the other slipping into Alya's pussy.
"Sh-shit, Marinette!" Alya groaned in pleasure. Marinette pumped her fingers in and out, rubbing at Alya's clit with her thumb.
She moved faster and faster, Alya's pussy getting wetter with every motion.
Alya continued to moan, slowly getting louder. Marinette pressed her lips against Alya's again, speaking into them.
"You really love this, don't you? Why don't you cum for me now?" Marinette curled her fingers in Alya's pussy, and Alya let out one final moan as she climaxed, her hips pushing into Marinette's fingers.
"Fuck," Alya shuddered, pleasure completely overtaking her mind.
Alya collapsed onto the ground and Marinette smiled in joy. She stuck her fingers into her own panties, finding her pussy dripping wet.
"Hurry and get up, Alya, or I'll have to pleasure myself without you." She teased, and Alya smiled back at her, ready for a long night.