A/N this is an r rated chapter! Read at own risk

Adrien's POV:

"Uhm..uhm.. it's... Chat Noir?" My eyes widened. Huh she likes me— ok well Chat Noir, but that's me, right? YES RIGHT that is you. Get your shit together. Maybe it's from those late night visits.

I cleared my throat. We both sat in silence for a minute or two, sipping at Rose. I mean, what are the odds we both have crushes on the legendary hero duo of Paris? Wow, we sound like middle schoolers talking about crushes, yet ironically we are in a strip club. I decided to change the topic.

"So do you make your, uh, outfits yourself?" I asked. She blushed. "Yeah. The ones the club wants to provide are too minimal and it's a good fashion experience." Mari said. I couldn't help, but make another once over of her getup. Maybe it was the alcohol, but I keep seeing her becoming sexier as the night goes on. Her unblemished milky skin was gorgeous under the dim lights of the room. sToP iT aDriEn yOU pErV.

"Uhm," I decided to stay on the fashion topic. " Are you planning on going to pursue fashion? My father has good internships at his company. I know you said you don't want help with money, but I feel like college would be a waste if there are open opportunities right here at home."

She looked nervous, as if she was afraid to take the offer. Damn her humbleness. "I'll think about it, Thanks Adrien." She finally replied. Seriously. I can't stop staring at her.

Im gonna regret this. Adrien suddenly decides to pull Marinette onto his lap. She squeaked as she straddles him, his hands resting on the small of her back. I whisper in her ear. "I wouldn't want anyone seeing any more than this, Princess." Ok what the actual fuck is going on with me. She doesn't know you're Chat Noir! Although I'm not hating it...

Her face flushed once again. Heck how does she even handle this job? It still amazes me how small, innocent Marinette was just getting down on a pole a few minutes ago. "I think," I whispered. "You owe me a few things, hm?"

Her prior uneasiness seemed to be masked with her confidence she has on stage. The fact that she's used to doing this with other men, even creepy pedophiles, makes me feel dirtier than what's about to go down. She took out her hair from its binds, letting it fall in waves around her chest. Time to propose more wack shit. "I know we both have feelings for other people, but do you wanna make this better?" I suggested. "Why not pretend it's just a guy and girl at a strip club being mature adults, but trust me we won't go anywhere you don't want to. I still care for you deeply."

Marinette's POV:

Ima rape him.

Ok ok ok ok not actually RAPE IS BAD DON'T DO IT THAT'S VILE, ILLEGAL AND INHUMANE. But heck I don't actually like Chat Noir. He's great and all, but a chance for sexy time and pOssIbLy sEx with Adrien Agreste. Excuse me I almost came from that statement. I'm going to take advantage of this before we both sober up. Honestly, this whole situation is surreal. First, I see Adrien in the club I work out. Then, he wants a lap dance & a strip tease and possibly mOre. Next, he confesses to liking Ladybug. ME. And now, he wants to go further without ruining our friendship. Maybe, all those 50 birthday presents I've preplanned are starting to pay off.

I pretend to think about what he said even though I'm 100% sure I'm ready to drop down on my knees for him any day, and then nod. He smiles and I unlaced my corset, dropping it to the floor. This left me in my black, strapless sticky bra, stockings, and black lace thong. His eyes raked down my body, EEK, staring at my curves and assets. I'll admit I have some, with a 35 inch ass and C cup tits. I'm definitely not heavy due to how much Ladybug works out. Maybe I'm considered petite, but you know, society hates confident people so I'll stay humble. Here goes nothing.

I wrap my arms around his neck and lean in to kiss him. My lips meet his and oh mon dieu I'm fucking kissing Adrien Agreste. His soft lips immediately respond to mine and he lowers his hands to grip my ass. Bathing in the feeling, I deepened the kiss. A moan erupted from his mouth and I felt something poke against my thigh. Woah he actually finds me attractive. This is working out pleasantly, smiling into the kiss. We both release for air. Time for a lap dance.

Unhooking my legs from his waist, I get up and put back on my boots. Marinette walks over to the radio and turns the dial until a sultry song comes on. She catwalks over to Adrien, stopping before him. I turned around and bent over, flashing him my barely covered vagina. I heard him take a sharp intake of breath, causing me to smirk. My hips swivel as I reach for the floor, then I smack my ass. Getting back up and turning around once again, I put both my hands on his shoulders and my legs on either side of his right leg. Marinette gyrated her hips towards his head sensually. Walking a few steps away, she slut drops into a squat sort of position, and begins to twerk. I learned it from youtube, lol. She lowers her body to the floor, twerking against it, her ass jiggling.

"Mhm," I moan, biting my lip. "You like that, baby?" Okay Marinette... looks like I forgot this was Adrien and not just another guy.

I crawl back to in between his legs and look up. He looked quite aroused. I straddle his waist once again, staring deeply into his brilliant eyes. They were filled with lust. Placing my hands on my knees, i grind into his groin area, pushing my chest inwards towards him. Adrien groans and tries to grip my hips, but I bat them away devilishly. My hands are entangled in my hair as I start to bounce on his lap, basically cowgirl, but you know. I run my hands up and down the front of my body.

His eyes squeeze shut and then he suddenly grabs my forearms and pins me against the couch.

A/N Kind of a short chapter but I've been busy all week :/