As soon as they had arrived, Adrien was whisked off by a stylist to his area where all of his ensembles for the show were set up on rolling racks. Marinette took in all of the designer pieces with photographs depicting what pieces went with what to make it easier on the models.
Adrien was thrown into a cube made up of racks of beautifully crafted clothes.
"Here we go again…" He sighed and looked over the various pictures that were taped to a wall.
"How do you remember what all of that means? Have you ever messed up?" Marinette bit her bottom lip and searched the wall of photos with him.
Adrien chuckled and peered over at her from the side. "One time I did. Father was not happy with me at all. Since then… I haven't, no." He proceeded to show her how to read them and to know when he was to wear what ensemble.
Marinette began to feel the soft fabrics. Her fingertips were in paradise as, she felt every texture and weight. "These are magnificent. Where does your father get such beautifully made materials?"
Adrien shrugged on a silk deep red button down shirt, leaving it open to expose his tanned torso. "He gets them from all over the world." Adrien took a pair of black slacks from the rack that matched the picture on the wall before he slipped them on.
"All over the world?" Marinette's eyes sparked in the light. She dreamed that one day she would be able to gain materials from around the world.
"HOW DARE YOU RUIN THE GABRIEL BRAND WITH SUCH DISGRACE!" A male voice echoed through the building.
Adrien stood with his pants undone and low on his hips. He rolled his eyes and sighed. "Of course that would happen…"
Marinette peeked around the rack of clothing to see Gabriel's voice coming from a tablet in Nathalie's hand aimed at a model. Marinette thought about how she must have failed something.
"You failed your medical exam again… I can't keep faking numbers for you. Stay on your diet, exercise, and redo your test. You're not walking today! I'm not putting my name and money on the line for such foolishness." Gabriel's voice carried out through the whole area and the model covered her eyes and cried as, she flinched and walked out of the dressing area.
"But sir, what are you going to do with one less model? Who will wear the ensembles you had set up for her?" Nathalie turned the tablet to her face.
"Figure it out, Nathalie. You're resourceful." Gabriel gave her an unamused expression like he couldn't be bothered and the screen went black.
Nathalie sighed and lowered her head as, she felt the pressure lift from her shoulders. She suddenly began to panic again with one thought and was back to biting her nails. "ADRIEN?"
"Great... I know where this is going." He zipped his pants and did the button, before he slid the black leather belt into the loops of his slacks.
Marinette flashed him a confused expression as, she came back to reality. "What do you mean?" Her nerves shot up at his irritated expression.
Nathalie ran over and looked at Adrien with a panicked expression. "Your father needs a model replacement, fast."
"Yeah? And what am I gonna do about it? He's not here. It's his brand. Make him deal with it." Adrien rolled his eyes and held his arms across his chest with one foot turned out.
Nathalie sighed and blew her hair out of her eyes. "You know how he can be… Just- help me out here."
"She's not gonna be your model." Adrien pointed at Marinette with his thumb and a frown. His emerald eyes lacked any shine and his expression was one of irritation.
"Look I have no choice, Adrien. We're down a model and I-" Nathalie was quickly interrupted by a small voice.
"I'll do it." Marinette hid in her hair and peered up through her dark bangs with bright blue eyes.
Adrien's mouth fell open in shock at her sacrifice. "You don't have to do th-"
Marinette put her hand on his shoulder. "No, no, I want to do it." She walked closer to him and whispered into his ear. "You were the one that told me to see what it's really like to be in your shoes. That I didn't understand. So, here I am. I want to know what it's like first hand."
Adrien's expression softened and he sighed. "Have someone help Mademoiselle Dupain Cheng read the photographs and select the right ensembles. Tell my father that I- I mean, Marinette has saved his show." Adrien held his forehead in his hand and shook his head with his other hand on his hip.
Nathalie nodded and walked off. Marinette went to follow her, but Adrien yanked her back towards him. She tripped and caught herself with her hand on his chest. He touched her chin and tilted her face up to meet his. "You'll be okay. Just try not to trip on that runway. I'll walk in front of you in case you fall. We'll make it seem like a cute couple moment for the camera. Okay? I got you." He gently brushed his lips against hers and she visibly relaxed in his hands.
She nodded and pulled away from him. He slowly dropped her hand from his as, he watched her walk away from him. She softly smiled and caught up to Nathalie.
"This is the first ensemble that you are to wear." Nathalie passed her a deep red silk dress and a pair of black stiletto heels that were roughly thirteen centimeters tall.
Marinette slipped her silver dress off and slid into the red one. She sat in a folding chair and buckled the other heels around her ankles. She stood up and nearly tripped but a hand reached out and caught her. She peered up with parted lips to see a pair of familiar warm green eyes.
"I told you I have you." Adrien smiled at her and she clung to him.
"I'm so scared I'm gonna screw up your father's show. I haven't done this before. I don't know how to walk. I- I don't know anything. I know materials like the back of my hand. I can make a dress within moments, but I don't know how to-" Marinette began to panic and Adrien stole a kiss from her to quiet her. "Mm."
Adrien pulled away from her with a chuckle. "Marinette. Walk with one foot directly in front of the other. Sway your hips." Adrien leaned into her ear and whispered in a low sultry voice with a smirk. "Imagine I'm leaning back on a bed in nothing and I'm watching you with a hungry expression like all I wanna do is lick you from your tight pussy to your perfectly rounded breasts. Because after this show… I'll be making you scream my name."
Marinette's cheeks flushed and her knees buckled. Adrien caught her with a wink and she nervously smiled up at him. She took a deep breath and looked over the photos of the ensembles. The last one was lingerie. She shot a look over to Adrien and he sighed. "Yeah, my father always ends with lingerie."
"Do you wear…" Marinette worried her thumb between her teeth with her arm crossed across her chest.
Adrien smirked at her. "Yep, black boxer briefs with Gabriel on the band. Surprise, surprise." He rolled his eyes at the thought.
Marinette's cheeks heated up and she felt herself soak through the black lace of her one piece lingerie beneath her dress.
"I know that expression." Adrien softly spoke, leaned into her, and caught her chin between his thumb and index finger.
"Adrien…" Marinette softly whined and clenched his wrist in her hands. He pulled her near him and pressed his body against hers. He stole her lips with his own and deepened the kiss.
He walked her between the clothing on the nearby rack, slipped his hand beneath her dress, and slid his fingers along the lace fabric between her thighs. "You're already so wet." He panted as, his cock flexed inside his slacks. Marinette's fingers trailed over his hardened length through the expensive fabric and he softly moaned.
"Adrien… there's people everywhere. We should sto- ah…" She softly mewled when his finger tips slid along her slit and circled her swollen clit, while he kissed her lips to keep her quiet. Her fingers gripped him harder through his pants.
"Keep this in mind when you walk towards me on that runway, Bugaboo." He slowly slipped his hand away from her and she gasped, let him go, and cleared her throat as, his touch disappeared.
"You're not playing fair." Marinette glared at him and sucked her bottom lip between her teeth.
"Neither are you, Marinette." Adrien grinned and tried to clear his mind to get rid of the evidence of what had just happened.
Marinette rolled her eyes with flushed cheeks and swollen lips. "Just walk Agreste."
Adrien chuckled and took her hand to lead her to the doorway that lead out onto the runway.
"Make sure you walk how your father specified, Adrien." Nathalie quickly spoke with a headset on her head.
Adrien nodded as a stylist messed with his outfit to make sure it was all in place. Another stylist came over and passed him a black suit coat. "Change of plan. Wear this with it." The stylist helped him shrug it on.
"Merci." Adrien gave his fake model smile to the woman.
A makeup artist ran around Marinette and Adrien, touching up their makeup and making sure their hair was perfect.
"And sending Adrien Agreste out." Nathalie gestured with her index finger.
Adrien winked at Marinette and kept his hands at his side. He walked towards the door and out of the opening to a crowd of cameras and people. Flashes and clicks rang out around him and he made sure to turn to each one with a sultry smile.
"Sending Marinette Dupain Cheng." Nathalie gestured with her fingers again and Marinette perked up.
She worried her bottom lip and stepped onto the doorway. She peered in front of her and saw Adrien posing at the end of the runway like he was made for the lights.
"One foot in front of the other. Sway your hips. Think of Adrien…" She whispered beneath her breath and her demeanor changed as, the runway turned into Adrien's bedroom.
He peered over his shoulder with a smile and it soon fell into a shocked expression. His cheeks flushed and he suddenly became aware of the fabric against his cock as it swelled. "Oh shit." He whispered at the sight of Marinette.
Her expression was tantalizing and dark. She had a slight smirk, bedroom eyes, and she was peering directly into his soul. Her hips swayed perfectly as, she stepped with one heel in front of the other. Her hand was on the curve of her waist and her other hung down beside her hip. She peered at each camera flash with a different sexy expression. They ranged from biting her bottom lip, to parted lips, to a soft smile.
Adrien's mouth ran dry when he suddenly realized he was supposed to be walking back up the runway. He smiled one last time with a dark expression and walked past her. He lightly touched the finger tips of her hand that dangled at her hip and she suddenly looked over at him, catching a glimpse of his tortured expression. She felt powerful, sexy, and confident. She was bringing out her inner ladybug for the fashion industry to see.
Adrien walked back into his makeshift dressing room of clothing and found it hard to concentrate on the next set of clothing.
The show felt like it was passing in a blur with all of the clothing, hair, and makeup changes.
"Adrien?" Marinette nervously spoke and he slowly looked up. His jaw dropped at the sight of her. "Is this okay? Does- does it look okay?"
Adrien's green eyes scanned over her curvy body that was clad in all black. It was a see through black lace two piece lingerie set. The bottoms curved slightly up her hip. A keyhole cut sat at the top of the thin elastic band, on the panties ,letting a hint of skin peek through. And when she spun around, her rounded ass peeked out from the bottom of them. His eyes skimmed up the curve of her back to find a pair of bright red ladybug wings on her shoulder blades. She turned back around slowly and he followed the curve of her breasts through the see through lace and caught a hint of her rosy nipples. Her heels were strappy and, as red as, the wings on her back.
"I mean I'm not the skinniest model in here and I'm not the prettiest. Maybe if I turn this way no one will notice and I'll blen-" She rambled on and Adrien smirked and grabbed her cheeks in his palms before he silenced her with his lips, as he stood in only Gabriel brand boxers.
"M'Lady. I can assure you that you are the most perfect and most beautiful woman in this room. In the world." He rested his forehead against hers and she relaxed, licking her lips.
"Got it." Marinette peered up into his sultry green eyes with glowing blue ones.
"Give them hell." Adrien smirked and lead her to the runway.
Bom Bidi Bom by Nick Jonas and Nicki Minaj began to play and she walked down the runway like she owned it. Adrien shook his head and bit his bottom lip as, he watched her walk with a new confidence he had never seen in her before.
She stopped at the end of the runway and turned at her waist, with her hands on her hips, to show off the wings. She blew a kiss at the camera with a wink, before she walked back down the runway toward Adrien, who was busy walking past her.
He skimmed his hand along her hip and winked. "That's my girl." He mouthed and she nearly tripped, but corrected herself.
Adrien softly chuckled and stopped at the end to give a smoldering expression for the cameras. He flexed his body for the camera and posed with his thumb dragging down his bottom lip slightly as, he smirked and looked at the photographers through his messy blonde hair. He winked and turned to walk back to his changing area.
Suddenly the curtains moved and a hand reached out from them, pulling Adrien through the clothing and out the other side. Adrien fell against a wall and Marinette pressed her body against him. Without warning her lips were on his and her knee was between his thighs coaxing him through his tight boxers.
"Marinette…" Adrien mumbled against her soft lips and tongue.
She didn't listen to a word he was saying. Marinette tangled her fingers into his hair and pulled him closer as, she pressed her breasts into his bare chest.
Adrien groaned, "Fuck it." He hoisted her up and carried her to the restroom that was nearby. Marinette moaned with her arms wrapped around his neck and her fingers tugged at the soft hair at the nape of his neck, as she bit his bottom lip and tugged on it.
Adrien kicked open the handicap stall and shut it, before he locked it. He slammed her back into the wall and she cried out, before she captured his lips again. He panted against her kisses and tongue, as he quickly worked to unsnap the dainty bra from her body.
He set her down and she went to slip off the wings, but he stopped her by touching her hand. "Keep 'em on." He gasped against her passionate kisses.
Marinette pulled away and searched his hungry eyes with her own. She bit her bottom lip and let the bra slide down her arms to the floor. Adrien groaned and slid his hands up her taut stomach until he cupped each rounded breast in his palms. He dipped his head and slowly licked one of her peaked nipples with his tongue, while he brushed the other with his thumb.
"God you're gorgeous." Adrien slowly glided his hands down her sides to her panties and slid them over her rounded ass, letting them fall to the tile.
He slowly kissed along her hip bone, taking a moment to part his lips and flick his tongue along her heated skin. Marinette blushed and burst out in a soft mewl. She rolled her hips trying to direct him to where she needed him the most. Adrien smirked and slowly kissed until he reached her smooth lips between her quivering thighs.
He smirked up at her with glowing rich emerald eyes; before, he slowly licked up her folds. She cried out and sank her fingers into his hair. "Ah, God…" Marinette bit her lip with a moan, as he slowly circled her swollen clit with his tongue.
Her knees shook and he used his other hand to hold her up as, he lavished her with his tongue. Marinette moaned as, her clit swelled and sweat broke out between her breasts. She barrelled down on his mouth as, he wrapped his lips around her clit and spread her lips with his finger tips. She cried out and came as, he sucked on her button and flicked her exposed clit with his tongue.
He pulled away and caught her as, her legs gave out. "You're not done yet, Bugaboo." Adrien smirked, breathing hard, as he lifted her and wrapped her legs around his waist.
She moaned, as she felt his hard cock rub between her ass and against her pussy. Adrien slid his boxers down and swiftly entered her. She gasped as, he filled her and dug his nails into her ass. He rested his forehead on her shoulder and began to pump into her. She gripped at his arms, his shoulders, and his upper back. Adrien let out a groan, as he thrusted into her harder and faster, feeling her walls squeeze around him, bringing him to the edge. Marinette cried out and bit his shoulder, as she came again, sending him over the edge with her name on his lips. He slowed his movements and gently set her back down onto her heels. She nearly fell over in her daze.
"Careful, love bug." Adrien grabbed her and she giggled.
"So much for waiting till after the show." Marinette sheepishly smiled up at him with a doe eyed expression and flushed cheeks.
Adrien chuckled and picked the lingerie up from the floor. He passed her the bra and panties and she slipped them back on. He slid his boxers back up and yanked her to him. He held the back of her neck and pulled her in for a kiss. "We should go before anyone wonders where we went." He cleaned the lipstick smudges from his body and face in the mirror.
Marinette nodded, fixed her makeup, and followed Adrien back out to the dressing area to get redressed in the clothing they had come in.
"Where have you been?" Gabriel's voice came from the device in Nathalie's hands.
"Hello, father." Adrien was busy slipping on the black slacks from earlier.
"Did you find a replacement for that girl?" Gabriel looked at Adrien with a regal expression.
"Yes, father. You remember Marinette Dupain Cheng?" Adrien pushed a dressed Marinette in front of him. She had put the silver dress back on while Adrien had been finding his original pants.
"He-hello, Monsieur Agreste. I'm M-Marinette." Marinette smiled at him nervously. She felt like he knew what she had just been doing with his son.
"Did she have a medical exam done?" Gabriel looked through her and back at his son.
Adrien rolled his eyes. "She had to jump on last minute and she luckily was the same size as that model. Give me a break. She helped you. Be happy." He slipped his black silk button down over his shoulders and around his torso.
"Have you been keeping to your diet? I was told you didn't eat today." Gabriel gave him an unamused expression with narrowed grey eyes.
"Planning on eating after this party." Adrien sighed, buttoned his shirt, and tucked it into his slacks. He buckled his belt and put Marinette's arm in the crook of his elbow; after, he rolled the sleeves to his elbows.
"You're not going to that party dressed like that. I want the cufflinks in, the top button done, the tie in place, and the jacket with the pocket square. I won't have my son ruining my brand." Gabriel sternly ordered Adrien to fix his ensemble and he complied, letting Marinette's arm fall from his elbow.
"With all do respect, Monsieur. Rolling the sleeves at the elbow gives off a younger look and defines the forearm muscles. It gives off a laid back vibe and with the top unbuttoned and the tie hung around the collar… it could only add to the sex appeal of your brand, Sir. Maybe even pull more people into your brand? Let me show you." Marinette walked over to a shocked Adrien.
She undid the top button he had just fastened and rolled his sleeves up his forearms to just above his elbow. She then popped the collar to lay the neon green tie around it, before she set the collar back down into place with the magnetic collar stays. Adrien watched her work and situate his clothes in a way that seemed to show his muscles and body off more. "Like that." She turned to face Gabriel with a warm smile.
Gabriel rubbed his chin in thought as, he took in his son. "This could work. Yes. Good job- what did you say her name was again?"
"Marinette. Marinette Dupain Cheng" Adrien was still at a loss for how she talked back to him.
"Marinette. Are you going to school for fashion design?" Gabriel searched her eyes through the screen.
"Yes, Monsieur. The design school near my parent's bakery." Marinette perked up with pride.
"You might have something, Mademoiselle Dupain Cheng." Gabriel smiled at her and the screen went black.
Adrien looked at Marinette and blinked. "How?"
Marinette searched his eyes for a moment. "I didn't like how he was treating you." She shrugged and placed her arm around his arm. "Shall we go to the after party, Adrien?" Marinette smiled up at him and his expression softened.
He patted her arm with his hand and bent down to softly kiss her on the lips. "Of course, M'Lady."
They walked out of the venue and the familiar silver car drove up. Adrien opened the door for Marinette and climbed inside. He got in after her. Marinette looked out the window and watched the city go by. The drive wasn't long, before long they reached the mansion.
Marinette looked at Adrien with a confused expression. He sighed and shrugged. "My father never leaves the house. Welcome to his kind of after party."
"I was thinking it was at a venue or something…" Marinette cringed and her heart jumped into her throat.
"Not usually. Sometimes, but for a show like this… he was fine with it being in the mansion." Adrien sighed, slumped in his seat, and ran his hand through his messy blonde hair.
Marinette took a deep breath as, they pulled into the gate. Adrien stepped out of the car and held his hand out to her. She took it and picked up the fabric of her dress as, she climbed out of the car. She tripped and Adrien caught her with a laugh. She giggled with flushed cheeks and looked up at him. His eyes were closed and he was busy laughing at her clumsiness.
She ripped herself from him with a pout and smacked him in the chest with the back of her hand. "You don't have to laugh at me." Marinette giggled and walked away from him. Adrien put a hand in his pocket, shook his head, and laughed harder.
He caught up to her and yanked her back by her hand. Adrien pulled her against his chest and whispered into her ear. "Are you sure you want to walk in there before me?"
Marinette gasped and cleared her throat at how his voice vibrated against her ear. He stepped a little away from her and shrugged. His hair slightly fell into his eyes, "I mean you can greet my father, if you want." He leaned into her and winked. "I'll let you."
Marinette rolled her eyes and hooked her arm back around his. "After you, pussy Cat."
Adrien burst out in a short laugh at her curt words. "You're gonna regret that later, Bug." He spoke her nickname into her ear and let his tongue curl around the word with narrowed eyes.
Marinette rolled her eyes and followed him inside. "I think I liked you better when you weren't also an alley cat."
Adrien groaned and opened the front door with his bright model smile plastered on his face. Marinette giggled at the change in him and cleared her throat to match him with an award winning smile.
The grand foyer was filled with guests from all over the world. Adrien smiled and greeted each person he came across with his hand on the small of Marinette's back. They kissed the cheeks of each person and Marinette gushed at their designer gowns and suits. Adrien smiled and excused them through the crowd until they reached the kitchen. Marinette watched him close the door and lean back against one of the granite counter tops.
"A lot to handle?" Marinette smiled at him and slowly walked towards him. He peered at her and let his smile fade from his lips.
"A lot to fake." Adrien shifted his feet. They ached from being on them for hours. He couldn't imagine how Marinette felt in those heels. All he wanted to do was take his shoes off and get out of the designer clothes and into joggers and a plain t-shirt.
"Do you always have to be this perfectly made person?" Marinette crossed her arms across her chest.
"Pretty much." Adrien walked across the kitchen and pulled open a cabinet.
"What are you looking for?" Marinette peered around him to see what he was searching for.
Adrien pulled out a box that was stashed in the far back of the cabinet. Marinette raised an eyebrow at him, as he yanked her by the hand and pulled her into another room, with the box under his arm. He hid behind the tall pillars and snuck up the stairs when he knew his father wasn't watching.
"Where are we going and why are we sneaking around?" Marinette was highly confused about his sudden strange behavior.
"Hiding." Adrien whispered and opened a set of doors that led up to a massive rectangular glass room. Stars filled the dark sky above them and lush green plants surrounded them with brightly hued flowers.
Marinette's eyes grew wide with how beautiful it all was. "Is this the-"
"Atrium?" Adrien shrugged with unenthusiasm. "My mother spent a lot of time in here amongst the flowers. I come here to get away sometimes."
Marinette followed him to a white marble bench below a purple flowered tree. Adrien set the box on his lap and opened it. Inside, were pastries from her parent's bakery.
"This is what you're hiding?" Marinette raised an eyebrow at him and gave him a concerned expression. She thought it would have been something more special. Something that was expensive or one of a kind, but it was just chocolate chip cookies and macarons.
"I stop by your parents boulangerie pâtisserie from time to time and buy my favorite sweets. I have to hide them from my father." Adrien removed a cookie and held the box out to her.
Marinette sighed and took one of the macarons. "You know I can make these for you anytime. Just ask." She took a small bite and looked up at the stars.
"You're very lucky Marinette." Adrien looked over at her and ate a bite of his cookie.
"Why do you say that?" Marinette sat up and searched his saddened eyes that stared off into the distance.
"You can do what you want. You can be who you want to be. You eat dinner with your parents. You design beautiful garments and accessories. You draw well…" Adrien sighed and crossed his ankle over the other one. "Yet, here I am… hiding out, eating cookies because my father doesn't approve of anything that could make me gain weight or lose muscle. I'm still living under his every will and have no say in the matter. I mean take the show for example. Every single show… something goes wrong and I'm left to fix it because he refuses to come to them. I mean guess who walks out at the end of each show as the 'designer'? Me. I don't even own the company… yet." He sighed and looked down at his lap in disdain.
Marinette suddenly spoke in surprise. "You're getting the company?"
"Well, who else is going to? I'm the only heir." Adrien rolled his eyes. "And all I wanted to do was make something to change the world. That's why I love physics. I want to do something to make the world a better place. To help those that don't have much of anything. I mean sure spraying some anti fashion statements is a start… but, really who is it helping?" His shoulders sank and Marinette worried her bottom lip.
She thought for a moment and took the box from his lap. Marinette straddled his thighs and placed his arms around her waist. She touched his cheeks and brought his eyes up to peer into hers. "You are going to change the world through not only fixing a corrupt company, but by inventing something to help those in need. Just because you have to own a massive company within a fast paced industry doesn't mean that you can't invent something on the side."
Adrien searched her eyes and rubbed his cheek into her hand. "How did I end up with you?"
Marinette warmly smiled at him. "I should be asking you that. You do so much and have always been constantly moving. You need a vacation. To relax. Spring break is coming up and I think that is the perfect time to go on a little trip. Just you and I."
"My father wouldn't approve." Adrien groaned and ran his hand through his hair.
"What if I say it's for my design course and I need the best model in all of Paris to help me?" Marinette smirked and Adrien's frown slowly became a devious smile.
"I like this plan. Where do we start?" Adrien smirked and Marinette went to thinking up a plan, but they had to get through this after party first.
Song:
Bom Bidi Bom by Nick Jonas and Nicki Minaj
