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"Chloé, I don't think it works like that, you can't just say 'I'm dating you' like that!" Marinette exclaimed at the other girl.
"Who wouldn't want to date me i'm exceptional" Chloé preened in reply.
Marinette looked the blonde up and down, a bit worried about her mental stability. "You're alright" she reluctantly conceded.
"Oh such praise" Chloé countered with just a little sarcasm added to her reply."Go on date me, it will be fun".
"Chloé you used to make me call you up every morning to get permission to come to school" Marinette accused.
"Oh course I did, I just wanted to hear your voice" Chloé smirked.
"Oh", Marinette said "That is actually both kinda creepy but also romantic".
Chloé moved up right into Marinette's personal space and took her hand between both of her's and started rubbing her thumb over the meat of the base of Marinette's thumb with the pad of her own thumb as she looked her directly into their eyes and Marinette could feel the blush creeping on to her face at both the proximity and the intimate touch.
Pulling her hand out of Chloé's grasp with a jerk she then cradled it with her other hand momentarily before clasping both hands behind her back & away from the other girl. That maybe was not her best idea as Chloé took this as an invitation to move her hands to the new target of Marinette's waist. She could feel her breathing rate increasing at the heat of the other girl's hands permeated her blouse.
"Chloé" Marinette said not sure if it was a warning, an invitation or a lamentation of her frustration with how overly solicitous the blonde had been in recent weeks since Sabrina moved away to stay with her Mother in Germany, Chloé had realised then realised after Sabrina had left that the rest of the class really were not much interested in her, at best the others like Alix would seem to be not much better than coldly polite to her. & Chloé didn't have the patience to deal with the overly effusive Rose for very long, even if she was more positive towards her than the rest of the class.
So looking for something new to occupy her Chloé's eyes soon fell on Marinette, her victim, her rival, her potential crush... 'maybe'.
At that time Chloé had taken out a note book and wrote down the pro's and cons of a hypothetical friendship or other relationship with Marinette she'd momentarily asked herself would she like to kiss Marinette or to hold her close, as she'd stared off into space for a good 10 minutes lost in her thoughts, and it was then that she decided that it is the only pairing that makes sense, Marinette could be a girl with a future, maybe not now, but one day, and just like her mom who had made Gabriel the man he is today so too could she do the same for Marinette.
She'd so decided. Marinette Dupain-Cheng will be her's, Body and Soul.
"Chloé ?" Marinette said with concern at the frozen expression on the other girl's face as she'd been lost in her recollection, she could not easily escape as Chloé still had her firmly grasped by her slim waist so she tried snapping her out of it with her voice ; "You went very quiet and still" she said.
With a big smile Chloé beamed at Marinette then added "We will be great together and you will be great too"..
"Huh ?" Marinette replied in confusion "I thought you often said I was a 'Loser' ".
"Yes, but that was because you didn't have the right influences over you then and you believed you were a loser and so you acted like a loser" Chloé explained "I'm going to make you win the lottery of life Marinette & be a winner because you will think you are a winner, you already won your first Jackpot, you have won me".
Marinette cocked her head in puzzlement her hanging pigtails giving her the impression of confused canine as noted Chloé had addressed her by her first name, something she doesn't always do by default. "So you want to build me up, what so what you can knock me down again ?" she asked.
"I was hoping i'd build you up so you'd say 'Thank you Chloé', and snog me silly in gratitude".
Marinette looked at her with great scepticism. "Chloé I can't deny you are a very pretty girl, and if you hadn't spent the last 4 years being a jerk to me and you had not driven my friends away to another school and had you instead tried to be nicer, then at the very least i'd have considered you a classmate, with perhaps some chance of you being 'a friend'".
"I am your classmate though" Chloé insisted.
"No you are more like a the monster that sits at the bottom of a well only waiting to jump out and give me a shock when I least expect it" Marinette deadpanned. A mischievous look crossed Chloé's face and she in a quick motion pulled Marinette's shirt out from where it was tucked into her pink pants and started tickling her exposed midriff.
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Nearby outside the classrooms on the second tier landing Nino & Alya were in discussion about their plans for the next weekend.
A loud noise is heard ; "Arghhhhhhhhhhhhh !"
"Did you hear something babe?" Nino asked poking at his red baseball cap in a nervous manner "It sounded like Marinette screaming" he concluded.
"Oh, nothing unusual then" Alya replied not sounding especially bothered.
"I guess not, so what did you think about that new song list on the dance game I suggested, want to practice it together this Saturday?" Nino asked the redhead.
"I'd like that" she replied simply with an agreeable smile.
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Marinette finally catching her breath from the merciless tickle attack pushed Chloé away forcefully with both hands causing Chloé to stumble back to crash into the wall of the art room they were currently both in.
"Sorry" Chloé said with sincerity "I didn't actually mean to upset you that time".
Marinette exasperatedly pulled her shirt back down and her competitive tendencies kicked in, the competitive streak that made her want to get one back at Chloé when they bickered and so she eyed the striped shirt in front of her and made her move.....
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Nearby and outside the room on the landing Alya and Nino are continuing their conversation, a loud "Arghhhhhhhhhhhhh !" Is heard again by them.
"I think that one sounded like Chloé this time" Nino observed.
"I hope Marinette didn't just try to kill her" Alya said this time showing some noticeable level of concern in her look and tone of voice.
The ruckus from inside the art room continued with an "Eeeeeeek", followed by a long "ahhhhhhh !" that was seemingly the noise of a sigh of pleasure and this was followed by a giggle.
"Sounds like she's still breathing to me" Nino observed with a smirk.
"Was that giggling" Alya pondered allowed looking somewhat confused as she spoke.
"Yeah it sounded like that didn't it" Nino agreed.
"You think we should go check on them" Alya said with a look of increasing concern.
"Nah" Nino countered.
"You sure.....?" Alya replied sceptically.
"Well maybe if we hear screaming again" Nino said. "I think they are fine, if it's just giggling" he concluded.
"I'm kinda curious what those two could possibly have to giggle about" Alya said with a questioning look at her companion.
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"Ahhhhhhhhhh" Chloé sighed in satisfaction as she ran her fingers through the other girl's hair.
"Ahhhhhh !" Marinette said as she jumped back like she'd been shocked only then getting a look at the blonde who looked very pleased with herself where she had the hem of the shirt held in her biting lip which she released along with the lip caught in her teeth the now rather stretched shirt halfheartedly flopping down back down over her lacy white Bra and stomach to a vague semblance of it's former position over her toned midriff.
A thought flashed across Marinette's mind that Chloé had really nice abs & she'd like to see Chloé in a Bikini and she mentally stomped on it before she got to far along in brainstorming ideas to make her one herself.
"Why did you do that !" Marinette almost screamed.
"Do what ?" Chloé asked in puzzlement.
"Sigh in pleasure" She entreated in reply.
"My girlfriend just kissed my stomach, I enjoyed it".
"I'm not your girlfriend" Marinette loudly insisted, "...and I didn't try to kiss your stomach I was trying to give you a wet noogie" Marinette insisted in an exasperated tone.
"Well I liked it, whatever it was". Chloé responded.
Marinette scrubbed her hand over her face in discombobulation, and as she dropped her hand and she could see once more she couldn't help noticed Chloé draped up the wall her clothing in mild disarray with a bit of bare midriff showing her belly button and the top of her white lacy knickers peeking out above the waistband of her slim-fit yellow cropped jeans the panties matched the Bra that Marinette has seen a little while ago as Chloé lounged against the art room wall looking smug and thoroughly kissed.
"Don't look like that!" Marinette again almost shouted.
"Don't look like what?" Chloé said in genuine confusion.
"Don't look all smug and like you won, and don't do it while looking so hot" Marinette chided.
"I'm not looking hot, I'm just looking like me" Chloé replied with mild confusion.
"Yeah, well stop it" Marinette insisted.
Another smirk crossed Chloé's face and she held out some beckoning fingers towards Marinette's own rumpled shirt "You are going to have to make me muffin top".
Marinette looked down "I do not have a muffin top" and then proved herself a liar by adjusting herself where her pink cropped jeans had ridden down and her own polka-dotted underwear had ridden up".
"Can I help you with that" Chloé asked.
"NO!!!" Marinette cried.
"You sure?" Chloé asked.
"Yes" Marinette said in a small voice, though not sounding especially sure.
"We look a right mess" Chloé giggled as Marinette where she had one pigtail that was moments away from giving up entirely with a hairband tangled in a few strands and the rest of the hair covering half her face almost like Juleka, due to Chloé's fingers previously covetously entangling in her hair.
Marinette puffed air out at the offending mess of hair partially blocking her vision on one side as Chloé stepped forward and plucked the red band from the stray strands being careful to not pull her hair as she did so. "Allow me" she said as her fingers returned to Marinette's hair and combed through it with her fingers, causing Marinette to lean into her touch without conscious intent.
Then with a flick of the wrist she put the band back on perfectly placed and let the now even pigtails drop back down to her neck "All done" she said and then punctuated her comment with a peck of a kiss to Marinette's nose.
Marinette went crossed eyed trying to get a look at her own button nose that isn't really visible to herself " You kissed me".
"Yeah, you kissed me too" Chloé replied.
"I didn't 'kiss', kiss you" Marinette insisted.
"What is the big deal we are French, we kiss people all the time" Chloé explained.
"Not on the nose" Marinette grumbled.
"Where would you like me to kiss you" Chloé asked.
"Kiss My ass !" Marinette sarcastically replied.
Chloé dashed forward a hand and placed two fingers under Marinette's chin lifting her eye line back to her's and in a breathier voice, both deeper and slower than she usual spoke she said "We can work up to that" then she slowly moved forward and giving Marinette plenty of time to pull away moved her face closer and closer to Marinette until her breath mingled with a wild eyed and frozen Marinette. Using her fingers on Marinette's chin she gently directed her head to the side and planted a small kiss on the point of Marinette's jaw bone and then redirecting her head to the other side pulling back a few inches she said "We can lead up to a lot more".
But before Marinette can offer any reply, Alya's voice was heard from the doorway. "Looks like you were right babe" she said, "Neither of them needed rescuing".
"It's not what it looks like". Marinette insisted to her current best friend and her Boyfriend.
"What it's not that you both have your tops twisted and your knickers showing then" Nino snarked.
"She attacked me!" Marinette insisted.
Chloé turned back at the two new arrivals and said simply "I tickled her and kissed her on the cheek".
"Sounds like foreplay to me babe", Alya observed "Oh it is lucky we came in when we did or they may have been in an even greater state of undress".
"I'm fully dressed !" Marinette insisted with some vigorousness.
"So am I, unfortunately" Chloé added with a smirk.
"What do you mean 'unfortunately'" Marinette almost shrieked.
"Oh sorry I thought the only reason you didn't get my shirt over my head was my cardigan was in the way" Chloé responded.
"Oh so you were trying to undress Chloé in the art room then " Alya inquired.
"Totally" Chloé teased.
"Nooooooooo !" Marinette whined.
"That is alright Marinette, you can take me home with you and show me your room, and we shouldn't get interrupted then" Chloé offered.
"Yeah Marinette has a nice bed with the view of the sky" Nino added.
"How do you know" Alya asked
"Oh I've been in Marinette's bed" Nino responded.
"What !" Alya and Chloé shouted in tandem. As Marinette again scrubbed a palm on her face.
"Yeah he had a sleep over when we were like 7 not long after I moved to the loft" Marinette replied exasperatedly.
"See I've totally been under the sheets with Marinette" Nino insisted only to get a punch in the arm for his trouble from Alya.
"Jerk" Alya said.
"What do you care you have been in her bed plenty of times" Nino smirked.
"Yeah platonically" Alya insisted "I've slept with her" Alya stopped and corrected herself as she noticed Chloé suppressing a smirk. "In her bed, with her in it".
"Keep digging, stop though when your reach New Zealand" Chloé snarked.
Nino grinned at his girlfriend and patted her on the head like a pet "We all know you and Marinette are special friends".
"Ow" Nino rubbed his other arms where Marinette had also just punched him.
"What" Nino said puzzledly.
"What you said made it sound like we were not being platonic" Marinette said angrily at Nino.
"Well she does tend to bury her face in my tits" Alya said with a look of thoughtful preponderance at the recollection of Marinette's somnolent cuddling habits.
Nino glanced at Chloé who raised a brow, "You first" he said.
"They are not my tits" Chloé insisted.
"Fine make your own jokes up people" Nino said.
Deciding it was likely more productive to get the conversation back on track Alya asked; "What is this all about anyway".
"Ask her, she kissed me first".
"Only because you asked me out".
Chloé smirked at the remark and waited for Marinette's brain to catch up with her runaway mouth.
Marinette looked at her puzzledly expecting a further comment from her, which didn't materialise.
Alya gave the other two girls a sceptical look before adding her own comment. "So Chloé asked you out and you kissed her and that led to screaming followed, by er.. tickling giggling and rumpled clothes, and Nino now knowing what colour underwear you both wear".
Both girls looked down at themselves and straightened their clothes some more.
"To late Marinette, Chloé I know you are Polka-dots and you are white & lacy now" Nino insisted.
"I could have told you that" Alya remarked.
"Ah, but could I have ask without getting punched again ?" Nino countered.
"Probably not" Alya admitted.
"There is only one person here I want to take an interesting in my underwear, Hint Hint" Chloé said.
Marinette facepalmed again. "Just stop already".
"I'll consider it if you date me Dupain-Cheng" she insisted.
"I'll tell you what I will go on ONE date with you if you stop calling me Dupain-Cheng, but you also have to stop bullying me".
"I'm not bullying you, well maybe I'm bullying you into kissing me, not sure about that, lets call that enthusiastic encouragement instead" Chloé said then adding "Do I get a goodbye kiss after the date?".
"Chloé!" Marinette again whined.
"Well do I ?" Chloé asked insistently.
"Fine, if the date goes well you get one proper thank you kiss" Marinette reluctantly offered.
"I'd rather have a more enthusiastic snogging session" Chloé offered "But I'll take it".
"Cool everyone's happy now then Chloé gets her hot date and Marinette gets a less intense Chloé in payment" Alya commented.
"Oh I never said I'd be less intense, I just said I'd not bully her" Chloé replied while waggling her eyebrows suggestively at the bluenette.