"Now I understand it!" Marinette exclaimed happily and almost jumped at her chair.

He didn't expect that they would actually study.

When Felix received her last messages, he sighed and prepared for a difficult evening.

Marinette: wish me luck

Marinette: oh u already did

Marinette: and it worked btw

Marinette: even i didn't need it now that i can use any luck to my advantage

Marinette: ok, i have an exciting evening coming up

Marinette: so i won't be in touch

Marinette: or i will be in TOUCH

Marinette: depends how u look at it

Marinette: buy!

And then the doorbell rang and Felix went to meet her.

Marinette was dressed in a tight top and leggings that were no less closely fitting her figure. She was clearly prepared to attack.

Felix put on jeans to better hide his reactions if he had to, and a turtleneck to minimize body contact with her.

Marinette eyed him hungrily, as if he was a piece of meat and she was a carnivorous animal.

But when they began to discuss the exercise she showed him at school, it turned out that the girl really didn't understand it, and it took Felix almost an hour to explain it to her.

At first he seized on it as an opportunity to stay away from her provocations, but then the process of finding easy explanations for her really carried him away.

To be honest, Felix liked the feeling that she understood something complicated thanks to his explanations. And despite the fact that mathematics was clearly not her strong subject, Marinette asked the right questions, although she had difficulty understanding his answers to them.

And it warmed his chest when she finally did thanks to his efforts.

Marinette stretched and stood up from the table.

She walked around his room, examining it in a businesslike way, and lingered on the shelves with books by his bed.

"Are these your favorites?" She asked, picking at the books on the shelf closest to her.

"Something like that." Felix responded, approaching her from behind, but keeping his distance just in case.

"What are these about?" Marinette asked, placing her foot on the edge of the bedside table to lift herself up and reach for the top shelf.

"These are..." Felix didn't have time to finish, as the girl lost her balance and began to fall.

Felix rushed forward to catch her and they both collapsed onto the bed with Marinette riding Felix.

Marinette pulled her face up and smirked, looking down at him.

"Did you do it on purpose?" Felix asked, narrowing his eyes at the beautiful girl sitting on top of him.

"Why would I fall down on purpose?" Marinette asked in return without losing a smug smirk though.

"For the same reason you came to me at school today, and then here." Felix suggested.

"And what reason is that?" Marinette asked, biting her bottom lip and slightly shifting from his stomach lower to his groin.

Felix froze feeling his body react to her closeness.

"You tell me." He said and swallowed.

"If you are so smart and have me all figured out, why did you agree to help me?" She started playfully, then her face turned cold. "Oh, let me guess, you agree to help a girl, and then play your own game with her, right? That's what you normally do."

This was too close to Ladybug's case, Adrien definitely told her something about what Felix did.

"If you expect me to play my own game, what are you doing here?" Felix replied, turning cold too.

Marinette looked at him contemptuously for a while, then smirked again.

"Maybe my game and your game are going along for some part." She said, placing her palms on the sides of his ears and arching, at the same time sliding her groin along his and rubbing her breasts against his chest.

Felix pressed his back deeper into the bed, trying to pull away, as he felt his body boil with desire.

Here it comes — the seducing part again.

It was hard to believe that this was done by the same sensitive and ardent girl who spent hours quietly talking to him about everything in the world in a pleasant gentle voice.

"I won't do it," croaked Felix.

"Do what?" Her eyebrows jumped in surprise as Marinette raised a little to look closely into his eyes.

Shit. He is not supposed to be sure of her game so much.

"Whatever you expect me to do." He replied evasively.

Marinette sat up and ran a finger down his chest, biting her lower lip.

"Or maybe you don't have to do anything, 'cause I can do everything myself." She said, swiping her finger backwards.

Damn it, she was so hot!

How much he wanted to grab her, turn her over, get on top of her and give her exactly what she wanted from him!

But Marinette said she wanted hate-sex, and Felix didn't hate her.

Perhaps quite the opposite.

A lump in his throat helped Felix to cope with his raging body and he caught Marinette's hand, lightly squeezing her wrist and moving it away from his chest.

Her eyes sparkled with triumph.

"Or maybe you want to be in charge..." She said slyly.

And in the next moment Marinette wrapped her hips around him and pulled him to the side, using Felix's grip on her arm, with an unexpectedly strong jerk, she turned them both over.

Felix ended up on top of her, with his groin tightly pressed between her thighs and her legs wrapped around him from behind.

Marinette was looking at him, breathing heavily.

"I like to see how you want me and try to resist." She said, licking her lips. "But you already fucked my life so badly, it will be only fair if I fuck you in return." She added, and before Felix could react she wrapped her arms around his neck and pulled him to her with force, locking their lips in a hard kiss.

The sensation overwhelmed him for a moment, and Felix instinctively responded to her kiss and dug deeper into her mouth with his tongue.

Her kiss was rough and demanding, and it was driving him crazy. Felix could feel his cock pressing hard against her hot crotch, and those sensations were making him lose his head.

Marinette clutched at his hair painfully and Felix arched back slightly with a moan of more pleasure than pain, pulling away from her lips for a moment. And with new force dug into her lips with his as she pulled him back to her.

Then, through the veil of passion that engulfed him, Marinette's last words finally reached his consciousness.

Felix pulled back suddenly, rising on outstretched arms over her.

This was wrong. And fucked up. Even for him.

Felix took advantage of Marinette's confusion to get up and move away from the bed to a safe distance.

"It would be better if you leave," he said in a low husky voice.

Marinette slowly got up from the bed and looked at him with an angry expression on her face.

"Why?!" She hissed. "You think only you can decide which of us gets fucked and when?!"

"Please, Marinette," Felix said reservedly, looking away as he wasn't sure he could control his emotions. "Leave."

Marinette stormed out of his room, slamming the door behind her, and in a few minutes his phone buzzed.

Marinette: fuck him

Marinette: i don't want him anymore

Marinette: i just hate him!

Marinette: for everything he did to me!

Marinette: i hate him!

Marinette: i hate him so much i'd punch him right now if i could

Felix swallowed.

He had a feeling that life just played a big prank on him.