Slowly, Marinette begins to wake from the small slumber that overtook her during her duties of nurturing Adrien. She remembers during her first try of giving a back rub, watched as Adrien succumbed to the ministrations of her fingers, feeling his muscles relax and sooth. Every now and then she would hear a joint or bone pop from the pressure of her hands and body weight. Whenever the pop resonated from underneath his skin, Adrien would chuckle with a combination of a groan and sink further into her chaise. The chuckled groan she called it, made her chuckle in return every time she heard Adrien release the admiring sound.
After giving Adrien a good forty-five minute massage, he rotated and requested Marinette for cuddling and pets. Agreeing, Marinette cleaned up and washed her hands, and returned to Adrien who was gleefully waiting on her chaise for her company. With a smile, Marinette moved to sit in front of him and pile the pillows behind her to provide comfort on her back and head. Sliding down in a partial lay and sit position, Marinette rested her body against her chaise and relaxed.
Satisfied, she looked up to Adrien and opened her arms to signal that he can move into the comfort of her arms. Without any hesitance, Adrien laid on top of her body, his head resting against her chest while wrapping his arms around her waist. Nuzzling his face against her chest, Adrien deeply inhaled to take in all the scents of the raven-haired omega. She felt soft and smooth.
It was home for Adrien. Being in the arms of his omega made him feel cared for and safe. Despite the disagreement of telling Marinette she didn't need to cater to him, he had to admit, it felt wonderful to receive such treatment. He couldn't remember ever having a back massage and it felt heavenly. He had no idea how much tension was fully taken in throughout his muscles.
As for Marinette, her face quickly took on a flushed tone of pinkish red when she felt the weight of Adrien's head nuzzle against her breast. Body going stiff, Marinette laid still feeling the rubbing of his cheek against her. Wearing her gym shirt, the collar was a 'v' neck, exposing her collarbone and top part of the curve of her breast didn't help nor did she expect it to be an issue. Feeling the skin to skin contact of his cheek to the top of her breast sent a shocking pulse through her, releasing a quiet gasp. Though what should have been worse but considered to be a blessing of heavenly bliss was feeling the brush of his lips against the little exposing parts of her upper breast.
'If this is what it feels to have skin to skin contact with both entering their maturity stage and with the hormonal effects, then by all that is holy let me endure this punishment.' The thought swimming through her head.
She couldn't blame Adrien for nuzzling against her chest, especially being in the mind set he's in. Adrien couldn't control his state of mind every second. So, feeling him nuzzle against her breast was an action she wasn't expecting, but not that it wasn't completely unwelcomed. It felt relaxing to have him closer than normal proximity they typically fell to when having their cuddle and pet sessions. The bond that her and Adrien now shared showed the omega how much Adrien and she have overcome.
Though Mari felt the bond, she was unaware how much the alpha mindset side of Adrien has fulling, committedly given himself to her since this morning.
Grazing her fingers through his blonde bed head from their nap, the smile on her face softens from the running memories of the day. Humming and relaxed, Marinette leans her head back against the pile pillows, bringing the weight of Adrien with her as she releases a second hum. This one being filed with bliss.
Snuggling against the warmth of Adrien on top of her and the coolness of the pillows behind her, Marinette rotates her head to the other side, eyes closed and taking in a deep breath.
Eyes opening half way, she comes into view filled with utter most embarrassment that she has ever felt in all her eighteen years of existence.
Smile gone, eyes wide; Marinette's pupil's shrink as her mouth gaps open with an audible gasp. Her body stiffening and her ministrations to Adrien's hair halt. For across her room, Marinette's gaze connects with not just her parents, but with Adrien's parents as well, all looking at her with eyebrow quirked and smirks and smiles playing on their lips.
"It'ssss...not what it looks like?" Marinette drawls out with a forced, embarrassed smile, though her response ended more like a question.
Her and Adrien's parents chuckle at Marinette's flustered state.
"Don't worry, Marinette. We'll promise to keep this a secret." Monique said, sending Marinette a wink.
The wink sent Marinette's face to a darker shade of red. 'This is so embarrassing.'
Mrs. Agreste walks over towards the two teens and kneels to run her fingers through her son's hair, pushing his bangs aside and behind his ear.
Looking up to Marinette, "Thank you for taking care of Adrien for us, my dear. You have no idea how much you eased Gabriel and myself knowing that he was safe. We're very lucky that Adrien has great friends who are for his well-being."
Marinette felt her body ease from the tension in her muscles, her smile turning into a real natural smile as she looks at Adrien's mother, her flushed faced toned down, though still sporting a small faint pink blush along her cheeks. Internally, Marinette felt giddy hearing praise from one of her two favorite idols, the other only a few feet away standing beside her parents. How many people could say they've met their idol that inspires them to work hard and push forward to never give up on your passion and dream. Right now, this was a memorable moment for her.
"Your welcome, Mrs. Agreste. Though it was no trouble at all. Adrien means a lot to me, I couldn't let him go through this first change on his own. Besides, Adrien needed me, I couldn't abandon him. I had to ensure he'd be taken care of."
Marinette bashfully looks away from Mrs. Agreste, moving her attention to Adrien. Continuing her earlier action by running her fingers through Adrien's golden locks. Brushing his bangs further back, grooming and combing his hair in different directions.
Seconds into Marinette's ministrations, Adrien shifts and groans as he comes too from the deepen slumber that over took him a little more over two hours ago. Stretching his jaw into a long yawn, Adrien pushes himself up from his current position spread out on top of Marinette. Pushing up and stretching, Adrien could hear his joints and back pop; the sensation of his bones popping sending a pleasurable relief through his body as the tension disappears.
Blinking his eyes to wake, Adrien looks forward to seeing Mari looking at him with a small smile. Soft pink coating her cheeks, pushing those adorable freckles scattered across her cheeks and nose to pop out more. Those were always one of his favorite things about her. Looking up to her beautiful bluebell iris's, he could see the gleam of love shining within. And that brought warmth to his chest. However, seeing Mari with a small smile would not do for this alpha. He did not like seeing his omega with that small smile when she's always blessed him and the world with her megawatt smile that was like sunshine that could break through any rain clouds. 'No, that will not do at all.'
So, without any hesitation on his part, Adrien leant forward towards Marinette until his skin contacted with hers. A faint tingling coursing through him as he hears a soft gasp come from his lovely omega. Angling his head, Adrien grazes his nose along Marinette's jawline, releasing a hum as his smile spreads further on his face.
Marinette could feel her body heating up from the skin to skin contact from Adrien. Unless it was the heat coming from Adrien due to his cycle, but it could also be the combination of them both. Feeling his affection against her jaw and skin felt exhilarating to say the least. Felt calming and a little intimate. A gesture and action given between a couple.
As much as she enjoyed the closeness and contact between Adrien, it also probably wasn't the best situation to enact such affection in front of their parents.
"Adrien." Marinette whispered out as she felt Adrien's nose glide along her jaw and cheek, moving way towards her own nose. She can hear and feel the satisfied hum vibrating from his lips and lower throat signaling he was listening. Another tingly pulse runs along her body a second time from the hum.
"A-Adrien. You should stop." Marinette whispered again, not like it was helping at all. She was positive that their parents could hear her with ease.
"But I don't want to stop. You're so cozy and warm." Adrien practically purred. To make matters worse, or dare Marinette say, a blessing, was what Adrien gifted next. Leaning away from his desired object of warmth, Adrien leaned back, using his arms rested beside Marinette, to gaze at her gorgeous face. The face of an angel that he was sure could literally beam rays of sunlight. Her face covered with a beautiful shade of pink, her freckles darkening and coming to view stronger than before. A smile adorning his face, Adrien leant forward and placed a loving chaste kiss on the corner of her lip and cheek.
"My beautiful, wonderful omega." Adrien mumbled against Marinette's skin, his lips sending a scorching heat and electricity like it did when they were sitting and waiting for the nurse back on the school's track field. For all that it's worth, and knowing that it isn't out of the norm, Marinette would gladly shatter the promise that she and Adrien agreed upon if it meant she could grab the blond alpha and fix the location that his lips sadly missed. Yet, Marinette is prideful and responsible omega. She won't let simple instinctual cravings make her cave. She will hold out. Take the affections she was blessed and lucky with now and hold onto them to heart and wait for another month before she can recreate this moment with the proper contact of his lips to hers, and mark it as their beginning of courtship. One month. She can survive one more month.
The raven-haired omega's face taking on the dreaded blush, Marinette looks at Adrien with many emotions that she's positive that everyone watching could easily make out each single feeling coursing through her body.
Feeling another peck to the same corner of her lip and cheek, Marinette snaps out of her reverie and stares at Adrien, who is beaming with pride of his own and looking down at her like she's his entire life and world. Feeling the intimate affections growing, Marinette's face takes on a darker hue. Which catches the blond alpha's attention.
"Mari, are you alright?" Adrien asked, slightly concerned.
He could feel her body tense up from his position above her. It was odd. For Adrien, he couldn't understand what was occurring between him and Marinette. Why was she tensing up? Did he do something wrong? Was this how an omega acted when an alpha showered their omega with love and kisses?
"Mari?" Adrien asks again, rotating his head sideways like a curious cat.
His response, Mari's stunned blue sapphire eyes glanced sideways to a location beside her, her body still unmoving like a sack of flour.
Keeping the gaze on her, Adrien watches Mari look back at him and snap her eyes to the side of her in a total amount of three times. His brows knitting in the center, curiosity and confusion emitting from his features, Adrien turns to glance to the side of them. Bewildered at what seems to gather attention of his omega.
To say he assumed it would be something redundant, Adrien found out how so wrong he was. Acknowledging that he's never felt truly embarrassed would be an understatement. Sure, he's felt embarrassed from accidents in front of his friends at school, but at this very moment, he's never in his life felt embarrassed that his entire body felt like a ghost chili pepper. He could feel the heat of embarrassment as if he were a walking heater.
For standing in front of him was his own flesh and blood. His intelligent, wonderful, and scary can be, mother; and dare he say it, baring one of the best and most scary looking knowing smirks on her lips. 'Why is she here?!'
Hearing snickering, Adrien spins his gaze behind him, his golden eyes shrinking, meeting more embarrassment. Of course, of fucking course thatboth his parents, and even more so, Marinette's parents were huddled in the room overlooking the scene that was taking place between him and his wonderful princess; their daughter of all people.
'If the universe loves me as much as I hope it does, it will swallow me whole and let me die.' Adrien internally yells at himself. Why wasn't he more observant of his surroundings?! How could he let himself get so caught up with his alpha tendencies he forgot to check that there were no witnesses around?!
"Oh, it's alright, sweetheart. You're father and I arrived to come pick you up and take you home." His mother explained, a glowing smile radiating off her. "I'm sorry that your father and I didn't come sooner." Adrien could see guilt pulling at his mother's eyes. "We were so caught up with designers and sponsors, we became inattentive to our phones. Neither your father or I imagined that you'd reach the stages of your rut yet. If anything, we thought we had another day before you experience your first rut."
Monique stood and took a step back from the chaise. Adrien reluctantly, pushed himself off Marinette and sat up at the edge of the chaise; Marinette following behind as she sat beside the alpha.
"However, since we can't control life and the unexpected, we were very relieved to learn that you were being taken care of." Mme. Agreste continued. She glanced over at Marinette. "Again, I want to thank you for being there for him, Marinette. It's relieving to know that Adrien had friend capable of handling such a situation. For such a young omega, particularly not at maturity yet, you've done a marvelous job at handling the situation of an alpha. A newly matured alpha no less. You're very bright and strong. Knowledge on alphas and omegas are evident, especially from what I saw and heard today. You're going to be a wonderful and outstanding omega."
The pride radiating off Mme. Agreste was awe inspiring to Marinette. Seeing a fellow omega, other than her mother, compliment her like that felt incredible. She was swimming in compliments today. By her role models no less. It's as if the universe is blessing her with luck from today's events.
"As much as I'm sure we can continue praising, Marinette; we best be going, darling." Gabriel's voice fills the room. "We don't want to overwhelm her too much." He chuckled as he saw the young omega with wide eyes and frozen with awe.
"Of course, love." Monique responded, giving her husband a smile with a small blush on her cheeks. Mme. Agreste couldn't resist complimenting the young omega, Marinette. She looked beautiful and adorable that she wanted to continue talking with the young woman. Can't blame a mother for wanting to get to know and talk with her future daughter-in-law.
Looking back at her son, "We better get going, Adrien. Say good bye, Marinette. We'll wait for you downstairs."
With that, M. and Mme. Agreste followed M. and Mme. Dupain-Cheng downstairs to give their children a few minutes to say good bye.
Waiting for a few seconds to ensure there would be no prying ears to overhear, Marinette turns to Adrien. Feeling Marinette shift, Adrien turns around to give her his attention.
"Well, I guess I better let you go so you can get home and take care of…yourself." Marinette said as a short thought and image of what Adrien must do during the rutting phase. Gulping, a blush takes place over her cheeks, trying to hide down the images that wanted to surface.
Blushing himself, Adrien rubs the back of his neck out of nervousness. "I-I will. Thanks again for everything, Mari. I really appreciate all you've done for me."
"Of course, Adrien." Marinette slides a loose strand of hair behind her ear, giving Adrien a shy smile.
Unsure what else to say, Adrien gives Marinette a smile and stands up to walk towards the trap door leading downstairs. Before Adrien makes it to the first step to descend, Marinette calls out to him one last time.
"Adrien." Adrien halts and looks back at Marinette. "If you need anything, anything at all, you know you can always call me, alright?"
Marinette pulled her legs up against her chest. Laying her head on her knees, she looks up at him with her big blue eyes as Adrien stands by her bedroom door, looking back her with equally big golden eyes.
Of course, leave it to Marinette to never cease giving her love and care. A smile adorns Adrien's features as he stares at his omega. His omega. Again, not official yet, but damn it feels good to call her his. How incredibly lucky is he to receive such an amazing friend, a partner. Even when Marinette has given him all he needed to remain calm and relaxed during this first experience, she still has the desire and need to offer him assistance. Even if they were at a distance.
Before he could back down, Adrien strode towards Marinette and leaned down until they were face to face.
"I promise I'll call you. My princess." As quickly as he could before he got cold feet, Adrien leant forwards and left a longing kiss against Marinette's right cheek.
Leaning away, Adrien exited Marinette's bedroom and headed downstairs to meet with his awaiting parents. It wasn't long before Marinette heard their front door open and close, signaling Adrien and his parents departure.
Now that Adrien was finally gone, she could finally recap on everything that occurred today.
'Meow'
Looking to her side, Marinette finds her calico birman cat, Tikki, sitting beside her. Looking up at her owner with bright ocean blue eyes. Purring and tail swaying calmly, Marinette reaches over and picks up her cat and lays her on her lap.
"Oh, Tikki. Today was a wonderful day." Squealing softly, Marinette hugs her birman cat to her chest as she leans her head against Tikki's, the cat's purring growing. "Tikki, he called me his. Adrien called me his omega."
Leaning herself against the back of her chaise, she releases a deep breath as Tikki cuddles closer against Marinette's chest. "Oh, Tikki, I can't wait for next month."
One more month. One more month and her and Adrien can finally be each other's. Officially.
Marinette laid back against the cushion of the chaise, resting her head on the pillows as she pulls Tikki into her chest. The birman purred as the vibration and noise soothed the young omega and both drifted off to a deepen nap.
Back at the Agreste manor, Adrien and his parents enter through the front door as Nathalie greets the family.
"Welcome back." Nathalie greets, bowing her head slightly as she moves aside for Adrien and his parents to enter the home.
Once inside the mansion, standing in the entryway, the grand staircase a few feet ahead; Adrien begins taking a few steps forward towards the direction of his bedroom when his mother's voice halts his movements.
"Adrien?"
Turning around, Adrien finds his parent standing by the front door, Nathalie standing beside them with a tablet in hand. 'Where the hell did the she pull the tablet from?'
"Yes, maman?" Adrien asked, eyeing his parents and Nathalie as she seemed prepared for the incoming note taking.
Surprisingly, Adrien was a flabbergasted by the calming expressions that his parents suited as they looked at their son. Smiles stretching across their lips, Gabriel gestured their son towards the long dining table. Why they have such a long table that can seat about thirty people when it's really only them three, Adrien will never understand. However, Adrien followed his parents towards the other room and sat across from his mother and father.
Turning his golden eyes at his parents, the young alpha waits patiently as his parent's gaze hover and glance along his body. As soon as the gazes started Gabriel and Monique's gaze snapped back to Adrien.
"I guess it's time to officially begin what we all thought we had a few more days to prepare for." Gabriel begun. It perked Adrien's interest as he listened to his father. To say he wasn't a bit nervous would be an understatement, but as much one could possibly think of, Adrien had no clue where to go about this situation. Was it a bright idea to space out on the phases an alpha would endure when reacting maturity during his lessons with his mother and Nathalie? Yep, probably not. But could he blame himself in that small hint of embarrassment? Nope.
Sitting patiently, Adrien forces himself to pay attention. It's the least he can do knowing how his father becomes just as nervous talking about these issues.
"Now that you have entered your rut phase early we'll have to take immediate actions. I know it might seem frightening at first, but I can assure you, Adrien, that your mother and I, along with Nathalie and Arthur will do all that we can to ensure that you go through your first rut phase with as little issues as possible." Gabriel began explaining, pushing his nerves aside in order to display a sense of control. Though internally, Gabriel is excited as well as nervous for his only son to finally be at this phase of his maturity.
"When your mother and I made our way over to the Dupain-Chengs, we sent Nathalie back home to set up the heating room for you. With you officially being in your rut phase, you will begin to have those...sexual urges and your pheromones could get a little out of hand. So the room will help secure you and your pheromones behind the safety of the walls. Your mother already sent the chefs a list of proper meals for you to help ease the cravings and keep you and your body in balance with the extra energy you'll be receiving. I also took the liberty of gathering and pre-ordering magazines to help you along through your masturbation urges when the moment comes."
"F-FATHER!" Adrien shouted.
"The magazines should already be in the heat room ready for your use. The room is also sound proof so that's another perk you won't have to worry about." His father continued, ignoring the obvious evidence of his son's embarrassment. And beside him, as if it weren't enough of his father's explanation, his mother is sitting there with her left-hand hovering over her mouth to try and hide the not so obvious smirk playing on her lips. Adrien can even see that his mother is trying to hold back the laughter.
Betrayal. Utter betrayal. And by his own mother.
"The heat room is installed with a fully functioning bathroom, fully furnished with a small living room with couch and television, a queen size bed, and a small fitness room. The fitness room is newly added to help assist and burn off that sudden and overwhelming spark when you need to release the tension of vast energy. I would encourage that you at least work out once in the morning and once in the evening. It can help with the sexual cravings that you might suddenly overcome. Not saying it won't happen."
"Father." Adrien groaned and whined. Though his father continued.
"Right, sorry. Basically, you'll have everything you'll need to satisfy yourself during your rut phase. And you'll have all of us available 24/7 if you need anything."
"Wait," this brought Adrien out from his current embarrassment as he looked up to his parents. "Are you saying that I'm stuck in that heat room for my entire duration of my rut? I can't go to school?"
At this, Monique removed her hand from her mouth and looked at her son with an expression of understanding. "Yes, sweetheart. It's for your protection as well as others. Mainly for Marinette's safety other than yours."
"What?" Adrien replied. Why would Marinette's safety be endangered? He wasn't going to hurt her. "Why would Marinette's safety be involved? I don't understand?"
With a smile, Monique looks at her son, preparing for the awaiting reaction that will overcome her son. "Well, you see, Adrien. The reason why we're having you remain housed during your rut phase is that there will be moments where you will lose some control. You will fall to those cravings and instincts that you won't be able to hold back the alpha. If you don't remain here in the mansion you could easily lose control and possibly mate with Mari."
The shock on Adrien's face went unnoticed by his mother as Monique spaced and had a pleasing, dreamy smile on her features. "Oh, how wonderful it would be to have grandchildren. Maybe after Mari hits maturity and goes through her first heat you two can discuss about kids. I wouldn't mind finally being a grandmother." Monique clamps her hands excitedly. "Oh, I'm sure Sabine would love that too. Oh, I can't wait to be a grandmére."
Mme. Agreste turns to her husband to see Gabe with an equal form of excitement with a smile on his features. A grandpére spending some free moments with his future grandchild with his wife. Maybe show his grandchildren the ways of fashion and show them what their grandparents do. What a wonderful thought.
Thuds were heard as Mr. and Mme. Agreste broke from their excitement to find their son banging his forehead against the polished mahogany wood dining table.
"Are you alright, sweetheart?" Asked Adrien's mother.
Gabriel and Monique only receive a pained groan as they continue to watch their son slowly and softly bang his forehead. One thought running through Adrien's mind. 'This is going to be a long three days.'
First Day
In the Agreste heat room, Adrien finds himself on the couch overlooking at the television displaying one of his favorite anime series. If he's going to be stuck in this room for three days then he'd be damned if he doesn't bring some DVDs of his anime collection.
Lying on his back, sprawled out lazily, Adrien stares at the show when his muscles slowly begin to tense and constrict. His senses heighten double from the already sensitivity of his rut phase when he feels another electrifying pulse course through his veins and body. Giving a grunt, an overwhelming urge of cravings fill the pheromonal and hormonal brain of the newly mature alpha.
The instinctual crave of nuzzling and satisfying himself from his current situation felt all too good. The images of Mari from the previous day flash before Adrien. The all too familiar remembrance of Marinette's fingers ghosting along his body when she treated his newly mature situation with a pleasant back and shoulder massage. Oh, how Adrien would give anything for his raven-haired omega to be in this very room with him.
They could cuddle, nuzzle, and watch his anime collection together in the heat room. The desires to ravish her and show the extent to his love for her. Prove to her how much her presence, her being as a whole means to him. The promises of ensuring her safety, the vows of protecting her to any potential harms that come her way. Promises of being her shoulder to cry on, her happiness, her support system. Being her entire world and ground to stand on. The alpha that vows to stand by her side through all her life and hardships. To create a loving family of their own where one day he can teach and show their future children what an amazing woman that their mother is and how incredibly lucky they all are for such a blessing.
Taking a breather, Adrien struggles, but pushes through the intense feelings and attempts to stand off the couch. Joints popping, Adrien manages to stand on his feet; his head slightly hazy but still focused. Shuffling towards the bathroom, he attempts the idea of a hot shower easing and releasing the strong sensation and overwhelming cravings flowing through his body.
Even though it's his first rut, Adrien can't help but feel like it'll be a nice and easy first rut. Judging by off the day is starting off.
As he walks into the bathroom, Adrien finds his devil of a cat, Plagg, lying in the coolness of the bathroom sink. Dumbfounded, Adrien can't help but stare at the midnight colored Maine.
"How the hell did you get in here!?" Adrien asked, flabbergasted. "I don't need a devil cat in here while I'm dealing with my rut. You're nothing but trouble and bad luck at times."
Plagg shoots his owner a snarky meow, a hidden yet noticeable smirk on the cat's muzzle.
Ignoring the disbelief of his owner, Plagg drops his head back down as Adrien continues on with his planned shower.
Of course, the cat proved to be the devil he is.
Things grew worse.
Day Two
Sitting at the dining table, Mr. and Mme. Agreste sat eating breakfast when Nathalie approached them.
"Yes, Nathalie?" Mme. Agreste was the first to notice their assistant entering the room.
"Adrien wishes to ask if he could join you two for breakfast this morning."
"Of course. Please, bring him down."
With a nod, Nathalie leaves to retrieve Adrien for his morning meal. A few minutes later, Adrien enters the dining hall and sits across from his parents as he gathers a large pile of food on his plate. Like two days ago, Adrien piled a large amount, but today was even larger.
"How are you feeling today, sweetie?" Adrien's mother asked. Looking closely, Monique and Gabriel noticed the shadows and bags under their son's eyes. Clearly it indicated that Adrien had a restless night.
With food on his plate, Adrien looked up to his parents with a somewhat exhausted gaze and antsiness. Although tired, they could see something else beneath.
"I finally understand what you meant by the cravings and instinctual needs. The sexual urge being the harder cravings to deal with." Adrien took another deep breath as he stared at his untouched food. To be honest, as much hungry as Adrien felt, the urge to go back and masturbate was creeping back into his skin as he started to take his first bite.
"Did you use the magazines that were given to you? Were they not helpful?" Gabriel asked, curious to why Adrien stated that the sexual cravings haven't been subdued to a manageable level; at least that's what Gabriel was picking up.
"Not really. At least, not the state that you said it should. I stare at the magazines and pictures when the urge hits, but when I finish, the urge doesn't disappear. It doesn't even minimize in craving. I don't know why the magazines aren't helping." Adrien explained.
Going back to his food, Gabriel and Monique share a starred look with one another. Eyebrows formed in concern and confusion, both wait til Adrien finishes his meal and heads back upstairs to the heat room. Certain that Adrien was nowhere near the area of the dining room, Mme. Agreste turned to her husband.
"Gabe," Gabriel turned to his wife. "Aren't those magazines supposed to help and satisfy those sexual urges to help Adrien reach relief? Are you positive that's one of the ways alphas use to take care of those situations?"
"Affirmative. I assure you a large number of alphas find relief through those kind of methods. Including myself when I endured my first rut." Gabriel felt confident that Adrien shouldn't have run into any issues with that area of the rut phase.
"What if…" Mme. Agreste stopped to let the previous few days go by when a thought and possible answer comes forward. "What if, Adrien can't satisfy those urges because he already bonded?"
"What?" Mr. Agreste felt confused at what his wife was trying to point out.
"Think about it. Adrien has always been interested in Marinette through the past few years since they've met. And with Adrien entering his maturity and first rut cycle, Marinette was there to help Adrien the other day. Adrien was calm and subdued during Marinette's care. They were even huddled together in an embrace and he kissed her. Adrien must have already created the mate bond with Marinette. That could explain why the common methods for an alpha haven't worked. We might need Marinette to satisfy those urges."
"And how do you suppose we do that? I know we could trust Marinette if she were placed in the room, but do you think she could handle taking care of our son when he's still dealing with the bottled sexual tension?" Gabriel asked.
"I think I have an idea. It'll require one of our best photographers. And I know we have those special designs we made a few weeks ago. You know, those dresses?" Monique gave Gabriel a smirk and a wink.
Visualizing the dresses his wife spoke of, a matching smirk crossing along Gabriel's lips. "I love the way you think, my dear."
Managing the front of the store, Sabine heard the bell of the front bakery door and turned to greet the customers.
"Good morning, welcome to Tom and Sabine's Bou-" Sabine paused as she sees Gabriel and Monique standing in the middle of the bakery. "Monique, Gabriel, welcome!" She greeted the couple with a large, warm smile.
Sabine walked from behind the counter and approached the couple. "How are you two doing today? How's Adrien?"
"Well, so far so good, however, it seems we have encountered a blockade you can say." Monique answered. "Gabe and I were hoping to discuss the issue with you and Tom. If you two have time?"
Seeing the concern that the couple tried to hide under their calm demeanor, they couldn't fool Sabine. Turning towards the back of the back where the door to the kitchen reside, Sabine shouted for her husband.
"Tom, dear. Can you come to the front please? It's urgent." Sabine shouted.
Within a few seconds, the door to the back of the kitchen swung open for the three to see the large baker covered in batter stains and flour. Seeing Sabine and the two Agreste standing in the middle of the store, Tom's raises a brow in question as he approaches the three. Smacking his hands together to shake off the excess flour and dried dough off his fingers.
"What's so urgent? Is everything alright?" Tom asked.
Thankfully with no customers in the bakery, Gabriel and Monique's small amount of tense stress released as they prepared to discuss the situation with Tom and Sabine.
"We've come across a small hiccup with Adrien's first rut." Monique begun. "Although Adrien has been handling the situation very well for his first time, Gabriel and I come to find out this morning that Adrien hasn't been able to find relief," she stressed out as she looked at Tom and Sabine, both Dupain-Cheng's understanding clearly by what Mme. Agreste meant by relief.
"What about the magazines...or videos? Surely one of those two methods must help him." Tom asked, confused by the situation. It's rare for those methods not to work on an alpha. He would know.
"That's the issue," Gabriel took over. "I bought magazines for Adrien for that method, but he mentioned the issue to us this morning. He's extremely exhausted, clearly showing that he's having that issue of relief. So, Monique and I discussed once Adrien left that we might have a hypothesis of why Adrien hasn't been able to relieve himself. With Adrien and Marinette being so close together through the years, and our son reaching his maturity, we believe Adrien has bonded already with Marinette."
Hearing the word bonded caught Sabine and Tom. Not that they were upset or disappointed. It was quite the opposite. The Dupain-Cheng's adored Adrien. Already consider him a son. Now that they stop to think about it, they aren't all too surprised that Adrien already bonded with Marinette. Both families were aware that Adrien and Marinette had plans for a while to make a bond and relationship out of it. It just seems the bonding happened earlier.
Typically, a bond doesn't occur so early with a couple, well alpha and omega, but there are always unexpected things that happen. And one of those unexpected things turned out to be Adrien bonded early. From what the Agreste explained, it wouldn't be much of a shock if Marinette has already bonded, even with her pre-maturity stage.
"Since Adrien has clearly bonded, we were thinking about having Marinette do a private photoshoot where she can pose in some attractive clothing. Nothing explicit I assure you. Enough skin to where Adrien will find alluring. We came to discuss this and get your permission since Marinette is only seventeen." Gabriel took a quick pause to let the information to sink in. Clearing his throat, "Would you two be okay with Marinette doing the shoot?"
Sabine and Tom looked at each other and smiled.
"Tom and I would be okay with that, especially if it'll help Adrien." Sabine replied.
"Thank you." Gabriel said. "Would it be alright if Monique and I asked Marinette? We'd like to get Marinette's opinion on the matter. We wouldn't want to force her into anything she may feel uncomfortable."
"That would wonderful." The bell above the bakery door rung, signally some customers entering the store. Sabine gestured to the side door that led to the Dupain-Cheng's home. "You two go head and take the stairs and speak with Marinette. She should be in the living room working on a sewing project. We called her in at the school, so if she agrees with the photoshoot, she's free to leave with you two."
"Thank you, Sabine." Mme. Agreste thanked.
Giving Gabriel and Monique a nod, she headed back to the counter to help the customers that entered. With Sabine and Tom back to work, Gabriel and Monique headed to the side door to take the stairs towards the Dupain-Cheng home.
Entering through the front door, the Agreste couple find Marinette sitting on the couch in the living room. Her petite body stretched out along the couch, drowning in fabrics as she relaxes in comfort and focused with the task at hand. Her hands-on autopilot with self-taught knowledge as she works the fabrics like a piano player's slender fingers gliding along the keys. The omega was a clear sense of home.
Gabriel clearing his throat, Marinette froze in her current attention on the silky fabric to look up and find Mr. and Mme. Agreste standing by the front entrance with a smile looking back at her. Internally stunned, Marinette released a small gasp as she placed her sewing project on the living center table.
Standing up, Marinette greeted her guests. "Mr. and Mme. Agreste, it's a pleasure to see you. How are you?"
Gabriel and Monique walked over to the young omega and gestured Marinette to sit down, the couple taking the other side of the couch, looking back at Marinette.
"Hello, Marinette." Both Agreste greeted in return.
"And please, it's Gabriel and Monique," Mme. Agreste added. Marinette blushed and giggled. "Sorry for the unexpected and unannounced visit, but Gabriel and I need your assistance on an important manner."
At this, Marinette's blush faded and sat up straighter with the tone that Mme. Agreste took on towards the end of her sentence.
"Is everything okay?" Marinette asked, her mind rushing to Adrien as fear gripped her. "Is Adrien alright?"
"Adrien's fine, but we happen to have crossed a small issue. With how much you and Adrien have connected, it appears the two of you, especially Adrien, have bonded with each other. Due to the bond that you and Adrien have created prevents Adrien to find relief with his alpha hormones." Mme. Agreste explained as simply as she thought possible.
Marinette was stunned yet again, but more so relieved and actually excited. To know that Adrien has bonded himself already to her was incredible. And quite frankly, she's always felt bonded with him and she wouldn't doubt if Adrien had done the same before he reached maturity. However, she felt bad for Adrien hearing that he can't release the tension and stress because of their bond, especially during his first rut.
She looked back at the two Agreste, "Is there anything I can do to help?" She had to make sure that Adrien was taken care of. It might have been her impulse of her omega instincts, but she would have offered help no matter what when it came to Adrien.
"That's what we came to discuss with you. Since you and Adrien have bonded, only you will be able to help him find relief. Gabriel and I would like to ask you to come with us and do a private photoshoot at the company to dress in some of our special dresses that we have recently finished. We were planning on doing a photoshoot with these dresses in about two weeks, but we think you would be marvelous and be the perfect model for them. These will also be alluring for Adrien and help him with his alpha activities. Your parents have already agreed, but we four wanted to ask you and see if you're comfortable with doing such a request. You don't have to do this if you don't want to, we won't force you."
Marinette was surprised and dare she say, honored. To have your two idols sitting across from you and them asking you to help them with a problem felt unbelievable. But most importantly, and what felt like the most honored part of it all, was that Mr. and Mme. Agreste trusted and relied on her to fix the situation. They believed in her and came to seek her out for her to help their son.
Would she say yes and endure the photoshoot to help Adrien and his rut phase? Absolutely fucking yes. If there was anything that she loved more in her life, it was Adrien. She would drop anything at any moment she'd be doing to jump and go to him. If she's the solution then she's going to do what she can. And if that means model in front of a camera, even if she isn't that great in the industry, then so be it. Right now Adrien needed her and she would do all that's in her power to help him.
"I'll do it. If this is what it'll take to help Adrien, then I'll gladly do it." Marinette gave both Mr. and Mme. Agreste a calm and collected smile. "Anything for him."
Day Three
Spending his last day on his rut cycle, what he hopes is his last day with the issues he's been dealing with, Adrien runs on the treadmill in the heat room's fitness room to try and release some built up tension in his body. Breathing heavily, Adrien pushes for a few more strides, sweat sliding down his forehead and shirtless skin body.
Feeling another round of built up sexual urge crawling through his skin, Adrien stops the treadmill; the urge to rut increasing every few seconds.
Stepping of the machine, Adrien grabs his water bottle to take a drink and exits the fitness room back into the main living space. The young alpha heading towards the bed to make another attempt at relief. To say that masturbation was his option to help with said relief, felt embarrassing. There were toys of course, to help with the urges and all, but it made him feel weird using a toy to reach a point of release. So, masturbation was his choice of method.
Reaching the soft and soothing look of the bed, Adrien tossed himself onto the covers when he heard the sound of paper from the impact. Looking over to his left, Adrien noticed a small, thin magazine lying on the other side of the bed. He doesn't recall this magazine being here when he left to the fitness room. Especially one so thin that looked to only hold less than five sheets.
Curiosity getting the best of him, Adrien reached his left hand out to retrieve the new magazine and take a glance at it.
To say he expected another failed magazine of sexy, attractive models that weren't as attractive for Adrien's taste, he was sorely mistaken. He never expected to see that sinful and gorgeous goddess that stared back at him on the page.
Of all things that he never expected be blessed with, this was the last thing he ever expected. But damn it was it the greatest gift that a young man could ever be bestowed when staring back at you is the manifestation of an angel that he hopes to be his mate is taking space on the pages of the magazine in his hand. And if this is what he has to endure during his rut then let him endure this beautiful suffering.
There, standing on the first page of the magazine, stood Marinette in the most extravagant black dress that hugged her petite body and curves to perfection. Her chest hugged beautifully by the fabric, the open pale cream skin shining like gold towards the camera. The black laced sleeves taking a hold and along her arms brought a sexy appeal to the entire design. And for Marinette herself, she looked fucking stunning. Her beautiful raven hair was loose and free. Styled with slight curls near the ends. Her eyes hinting at a small light shade of sapphire, popping her bluebell eyes, and those luscious pink lips full of natural clear gloss. 'Holy fucking shit.'
Gulping, feeling the tension and hardness growing below his waist was a clear indication on what this image of Marinette was doing to him. Taking the leap, Adrien flips to the next page, trying to prepare himself for what's going to appear next.
He wasn't prepared.
For on the next page, Adrien found himself with an image of Marinette in a semi large light shade purple button shirt that covered her upper body. The lower ends of the shirt slightly passing her hips. A hint of what looked like black boxer shorts peeking out from underneath the ends of the shirt. Trailing down, his gaze fell to the omega's creaming skinned legs angled like an endless horizon. Oh, how he wished to phase through the other side of this image and glide his hands along those legs. Taking a deep breath, Adrien moved his gaze upward towards Marinette's face.
The sight that greeted him made him breathless. The top section of the shirt flowed along her upper body. Three buttons on the top were unbuttoned, the small glimpse of the valley of her breast peeking through the top of the button keeping the shirt together from exposing the rest of her breast. The left side of her shoulder bare and full view as the top of the shirt collar gathered along her biceps. God her shoulder looked beautiful. The strong urge of wanting to kiss along that bare shoulder was incredibly tempting. And as if it weren't already hard enough, the expression Marinette bared was knee dropping for Adrien. Her raven hair was styled in a messy bun that rested above her head, loose strands fitting perfectly along the side of her face and cheek. The shape of her lips formed to a slight gape, her head slightly rotated as her eyes looked at the camera, her gaze hypnotizing. Damn he was in deep.
The tightness in his shorts grew as his manhood began standing to attention. Who knew cravings like this were so desirable, so wonderful. If this is what it took to feel at ease and less stress, the universe should have given him these images sooner.
Page after page, Adrien felt like he entered a blissful dream with every image of Marinette modeling in alluring, sexy, styled dresses. Four images and he was enjoying his omega in this new light. Never once had he thought that Marinette would ever model. Since knowing her, she was more on the fashion design side than modeling, but fuck does she make a gorgeous model.
By now, Adrien let go of self-control and slide his right hand underneath the band of his shorts and wrapping his hand around his now hardened length. The contact igniting the heat of his body more, doubling as a few drops of sweat glide down his forehead. Not once since the beginning of his rut has the contact of his hand against his length felt relieving and right. It felt amazing.
Seeing one page left, Adrien turns the page to see the last photo.
Dead.
Adrien swore his soul left his body once his gaze made contact with that final image of the magazine.
This had to be heaven or one hell of an amazing dream, because there's no way he was this blessed. If he thought Marinette was an angel from the previous images, this last image made Marinette look downright like a goddess on almighty throne.
The sight made his already hardened length felt like it hardened more. As if he didn't think it was possible with the current excitement he was feeling.
A groan escaped from his mouth as he gazed at the photo of goddess in front of him.
For on the last photo, Marinette sat on a white snow bed. The sheets appearing soothing, a top layer of laced design covering the bedding and pillows. Although the bedding looked comfy, it was Marinette that was the centerpiece that stood out the most.
Sitting in the middle, near the front of the bed, she leant her weight against her left arm. Her body bending to show off her wondrous curves of her hips, midsection, and chest. The right arm bending as her right hand is in the process of pulling a strand of hair behind her right ear.
Adrien begun pumping and guiding his hand in a rhythm as he began masturbating to the images of Marinette in gorgeous clothing flashing through his mind.
Letting out a groan, Adrien took the death leap and continued to gaze at the last image. Moving forward, he began to admire the sexy clothing that covered her skin. A red, sexy cheongsam.
The design was stunning. The red base and black laced design on top looked incredible against her creamy skin. The red base of the dress fitted marvelously along her body, forming perfectly along her upper chest, down her stomach, and curve of her hips. The black laced design of flowers layered on top as the lace continued pass the breast and covered her collar area, and shoulder, the sleeves ending slightly past her armpits, little fabric red bows as buttons holding one side of the black lace over shoulder. It was truly sexy and no doubt would cause future sex filled dreams if he's being brutally honest with himself.
And those creamy legs again. This time, a little view of her hips.
Another groan escaping as Adrien pumped faster, pre-cum oozing as it aided as lubricant. He was so close, he could feel the release approaching, and it felt wonderful to believe he was reaching a soon sense of relief.
Glancing at the image, continuing to marvel at the photo, Adrien's eyes caught the expression of her face. Her head dipped down slightly, as if she were looking down at her feet. Though a small appearance of her eyes could be seen behind the long, full, dark of her eyelashes; her bluebell eyes barely visible but looking up, locking Adrien's golden eyes in place. His gold-filled iris's locked on her face, he admires the wave and flowing raven hair of hers, the bands fluffed and swept above her left eye; the beautiful lush pink lips sculpted into a full, adoring smile.
He was a goner.
'Let me take care of you.' Adrien could hear the ghost of Marinette's soothing voice speaking to him. 'Come for me, my kitty. Let me help you feel relieved.'
The thought of her fingers replacing his around his hardened length became the added and needed effect. Imagining his omega being the one taking control of the situation, Adrien pumped quickly a few more times before he shouted Marinette's name, cumming into his hand, and feeling overwhelming and desired relief. Her name leaving a wonderful feeling on his tongue as he softly repeated her name over and over.
Finally, he felt relaxed and stress free. The built-up tension finally decreasing.
Magazine dropping beside him, Adrien breathed heavily as he relaxed his head against the pillows. A smile taking over along his face. He felt so happy and just...wonderful. Overall wonderful.
'Wait. How the hell did a magazine full of photos of Marinette end up in the heat room?'
Adrien's eyes bugged as his golden eyes dilated.
In the dining room, sitting across from each other, Mr. and Mme. Agreste called in to work from home. Both in front of their own laptop, each with folders and papers to go through when they heard a shout reverberate off the walls of the mansion.
"PÉRE!"
Both Mr. and Mme. Agreste paused and looked up from their computers.
A smile playing on both their lips.
Mme. Agreste chuckling, "Seems he found our gift."
This caused Mr. Agreste to laugh, Mme. Agreste following along.
They were prepared for the aftermath of Adrien's wrath.
It was worth it.