Chapter 1: Strange Touches and Shivers

Things had changed with Marinette and her team lately. Or that is to say, Marinette specifically. Being a superhero was great and all, but real life got in the way of saving the world from evildoers. After graduating from high school, they all had expectations placed upon that went beyond the typical requirements of saving the world from akuma. Namely college and the real world. They couldn’t be good superheroes with such responsibilities looming on the horizon.

That’s not to say they disbanded as soon as they graduated. They had all stayed in touch as best they could. But eventually the real world caught up with them. Hawk Moth had been defeated and Gabriel however questionable his methods had been had gotten what he wanted in a way, but there was a new foe akuma-tizing people, the cruel and cunning Chrysalis. And together with real life’s problems, she was far more a vicious opponent than anything they had deal with in the past. Pretty soon, it was only Marinette who was left.

She was on the top of a convention center under a full moon. The talk of the town was that a strange monster was going about making trouble and attacking people. Nobody had seen it, only that it operated at night and operated in the shadows. She knew it was an akuma.

So it was now that she now in her Ladybug identity. It was bad enough that she was forced scout on this creature alone. But she also had scant information to work with. At the same time, there was no other choice. It was up to her and her alone.

This location was where it was reported the akuma had been attacking people. But she had been watching for an hour and there was nothing. Nothing on the streets, nothing in the skies. No strange sounds. The only thing she heard was silence.

Then as Marinette watched things, she realized it was too silent. There wasn’t even the sound of the cars or people in the background. She knew something was up.

Marinette stood up, ready to descent onto the city streets. But just as she turned around, she saw an older man standing right in front of her, a little heavyset around the waist, the beginning of a dad bod. Maybe in his late twenties, early thirties, short brown hair. She took up a fighting stance.

“Who are you?”

“Me? I’m John.”

He talked with a perfectly normal voice, there was nothing out of the ordinary about him. But she wasn’t convinced. “What do you want, John?”

“I heard there was some kind of monster sighting out here up in these night skies and I came to check for myself.”

She loosened her guard a little bit. Maybe he might know something. “Really?”

“Yeah, I know where it is. Follow me, I’ll take you there.”

“Alright...” She didn’t know why her voice trailed off there, like she didn’t trust him. He was just an ordinary person, he couldn’t pose a threat to her. And if somehow he was the akuma, that only made things easier.

He went into the rooftop access door. Ignoring her suspicions, she followed him inside and down the stairs. She figured she’d be ready for whatever was coming her way.

But as she went in there, it seemed odd to her that there was nobody else there. She already knew that, she hadn’t encountered anybody here, and just counted it as a matter of course. Still, it was usually available for renting out to large crowds and convocations when the occasion called for it. She couldn’t begin to fathom why this random guy was here.

Marinette couldn’t be choosy. She had no leads. And if he was up to something, then she figured she’d let him spring the trap.

But nothing was amiss. He didn’t try anything. Relaxing herself, she followed him down the floors.

It was on one of the lower floors when he stopped. She didn’t know which one it was, she had stopped counting awhile ago. He stopped by a door. “It’s right in here. This thing has been a pain for a lot of people. I hope you can take care of it?”

She smiled. “I sure can! Nothing I can’t take care of!”

She went right inside ready to take this thing on. But there was nothing but darkness. Then she heard the door shut behind her.

“John?”

“Marinette, there’s nobody else here...” said Tikki.

She was about to say something when she heard her kwami squeal. Marinette did an about face and threw a punch at her adversary. But her fist only found air. She looked all around her, ready to fight this thing.

Then before she knew it, she felt her arms being yanked upwards and her wrists being bound up. Marinette started kicking all over the place but again felt nothing. She yelled and screamed in anger but nobody answered.

“I’m going to turn on the lights,” said a familiar male voice. It was that John guy. “Close your eyes.”

Hating her powerlessness, Marinette complied anyway. There was a flash. When she opened her eyes again, she was standing up in a strange room. It was nice enough, there was a set of burning logs in a fireplace, there was a soft rug on the floor, and everything was perfectly fine and fully furnished, it was like a room straight out of a mansion. But she didn’t know where she was. Her arms were tied up to the ceiling. Sitting in front of her on a chair was John.

“Sorry things had to get rough superhero.”

“Who the hell are you, John? If that even is your name!”

“Just think of me as your biggest fan.” Marinette’s stomach retched. She struggled against the restraints, she was still in her Miraculous Ladybug form and should have been able to break free of them easily. But no matter how hard she tried, they didn’t budge. “Don’t do that. You might hurt yourself.”

Including her strength. She didn’t feel limp or weak, she felt even stronger than before. The force she was using to break free of her bonds was no less than it had ever been and she knew it. That took away the idea of him drugging her with something. But she was still just as restricted as before. “Where is Tikki?”

“Your little kwami was getting noisy so I had to put her in a cage.” He took out a small transparent glass box, showing Tikki buzzing against it in vain. She was saying something, but Marinette couldn’t hear anything. “Don’t worry, she’s perfectly safe. And she can’t hear anything. That’s better for what’s coming up next.” He took out a small dark blanket, something like a washcloth, and draped it over the surface, it was easily big enough to cover the whole thing. “And now you can rest assured that she won’t see you all helpless.”

Marinette was horrified. Tikki could normally move through solid objects but now she was totally powerless. “Where am I? What do you want with me?”

“I think you know. As much I’m into public displays of affection and all that stuff, I knew the whole city would wake up if they heard our vows of love. So I figured we needed a little privacy.”

“Let me go! I don’t love you!”

He just laughed like he was just talking with an old friend about a shared joke or something familiar. Something harmless. “Give me a chance won’t you? I think you’ll find I can be quite persuasive.” He took out a live video recording camera and turned it on. Then he set it on a tripod. “You and me, we’re gonna be getting up to some freaky shenanigans. I figured I’d record it so I’ll never forget our night of love.”

“You come near me and I’ll kick you!”

He stood up like she hadn’t said anything. He stretched his arms out. “Thanks for the warning baby girl. I’ll just take the long way around.”

He walked around her so that he was behind her. She kicked back but only found air. In that position, it was a lot harder to resist him.

“I’ll make my wants very clear. You do what I want, and then I’ll let you go.

Especially when he cut to the chase. She hissed when she felt his hands moving along her sides and down her hips. Even with the protection of her Ladybug form, she could feel his hands very intimately as if she was wearing nothing at all. She realized it must have been because of how tense she was.

“Let me give you a massage. Loosen you up before the real fun.” That close, she kicked back again. But nothing. He kissed her on the cheek and already wound up, she flushed with anger and shame. “Don’t struggle. I know how you really feel.”

“I don’t want this!”

“That’s the first time anyone has told me that. You might be a world saving superhero, but I don’t think you’re any different.”

As disgusted as she was by those words, the foul meaning behind them, she realized there was a hint of truth in what he was saying. He was only feeling her up, and yet her whole body was quivering with a flame under her suit. The more she wriggled against her restraints, the worse it got.

“Is it nice?” he said, his lips right by her ear. He blew a steady stream of breath on her earlobe and it sent a lewd sensation that went straight to her pussy.

Marinette wouldn’t answer him. This situation was already bad enough, but the way she was feeling was even worse. She couldn’t trust her voice to have as much anger as she wanted. With how this John was acting, it would just spur him on further.

But her silence did little to stop him. John was feeling up her waist again, enjoying how slim and tight her derriere was around her hips. Not too big and not too skinny, Marinette was just right. He grabbed her butt, at first tracing his fingers on her cheeks, then grabbed them hard. He was fondling her tush with both of his hands, clearly unconcerned with any danger. She looked back, trying her hardest to shoot daggers at him. He only had an unconcerned smile on his face.

She was trying to find the right words to say and then she figured she’d spit in his face. It might not be the best decision but in a predicament like this one, there really were no good choices to make. Yet she still had her dignity.

He must have taken that as a challenge. Very slowly, he extended a finger up to her clothed vagina. Marinette summoned all of her strength to keep herself still at that moment, her body was craving his touch there so badly. She dreaded her reaction if he so much as touched her there.