Adrien stood in front of la Tour Eiffel. He had one hand in his pocket with his foot turned out. His other hand rested on his thigh. He waited patiently for Vincent to set up his lenses.
The theme for the shoot was back to being normal Gabriel attire. Blacks, whites, and mid tones. Sometimes, there was a color thrown in there. Today, the color was an emerald tone.
He wore fitted black dress pants that had white rose embroidery along the waist. A black belt with a silver belt buckle sat around his hips in the loops of his pants. His top was a black button down that was tucked in and had a row of black buttons down the right side of his chest. They stopped just below his pectoral muscles. His hair was styled back in a formal fashion. His makeup was subtle and accented his green eyes, making them stand out.
"Alright, ready, Monsieur Agreste?" Vincent smiled and held his camera up to his right eye.
Adrien slumped with an unamused expression. "Just call me Adrien, like you always do."
"Ok, Adrien, give me sexy. Like a man looking across a dark bedroom at a beautiful waiting woman." Vincent spoke with enthusiasm.
Adrien shifted his thoughts to Marinette laying on their bed in a red see through teddy with black spots. He imagined her wearing a satin ruched garter around her left thigh. Thought of her midnight hair down and around her shoulders.
He licked his lips and lowered his eyes into a dark and sultry expression, his lip upturned only slightly at one corner. He touched his chin lightly with his thumb and index finger and left a hand in his pocket.
"Perfect!" Vincent rushed around him, snapping photos. "Give me more… MORE!"
Adrien shifted to running a hand through his hair, to biting the side of his thumb, to reaching out with an outstretched hand and a strand of hair fell into one eye.
"Yes! Yes! These are good, Adrien!" Vincent changed out the lens. "Wardrobe change!"
Adrien let his hands fall slack at his sides and let himself get whisked away by the wardrobe personnel. She threw him into the makeshift tent and handed him an armload of clothing.
He slipped on the pair of dark grey fitted pants, the plain white deep v-neck tee, the long sleeved olive jacket, and slung the plum patterned scarf around his neck and under the collar of the jacket.
After, he threw on the mahogany colored dress shoes, he walked out of the tent. The stylist ran around him. She popped his collar up and adjusted his jacket to be more open.
"You're all set." She pushed him towards Vincent.
Adrien sighed and stood in more poses, from casual to sensual.
After several hours, he was done and on his way back to the apartment.
He parked the car and pocketed his keys. Anger rose up in him and he ran off to a nearby alley way. He checked around to see if anyone was around. When it was clear, he punched the air. "Plagg?! Claws Out!" Green enveloped him, he smirked, and he extended his metal staff and took off.
He stood in their bedroom a while later and slipped his olive green v-neck sweater up and over his head and threw it on the bed. He ran a hand through his gelled hair and walked to the shower in only his low sitting denim pants. His black boxers peeked from the waistband.
"Hey. How was it?" Marinette stood in the doorway of the bathroom.
"Same as it always it. Striking poses for hours on end. Imagining different scenarios fantasized by Vincent." He sighed and posed in lots of different ways to express what he was talking about.
Marinette covered her lips with a hand and giggled at the sight of him. She watched him pop his belt buckle and undo and drop his pants to his ankles. He stepped out of them and his tight boxers. "I was thinking… we should go see my parents and tell them that we're expecting."
Adrien nearly tripped and fell, but he caught himself on the glass of the shower. "This soon? Don't you want to wait until we see the ultrasound?"
Marinette looked at him and thought for a moment. "That's probably a good idea."
"How about we look for a house near the beach?" Adrien smiled at her. "Make it a day trip. Just you and I. No interruptions. I'll even turn off my phone."
"That sounds… wonderful." Marinette smiled and leaned on the door frame.
"Why don't you look up places around Brest and on the water?" Adrien smiled at her, before getting into the shower.
"Okay." Marinette smiled and left to her desktop computer that sat in their bedroom on a desk.
She tapped the keyboard to wake it up. She typed in the location and a few houses popped up.
There was one that caught her eye and it was right on the canal. It was beautiful. The outside was all white with a dark grey-blue roof. With matching blue-grey shutters framing each window. The area around it was like a meadow and surrounded by trees. A pier sat down from the front of the house and a row boat sat at the dock.
She looked at the photos of the inside and fell in love.
Adrien came out of the bathroom, drying his hair with a towel. "Did you find one?"
Marinette turned to look at him. "Yeah, I-" Her voice failed her, as she focused on him. He stood in the bedroom with a white towel wrapped around low on his hips. His hair hung slightly in his eyes and was messy from drying it. His muscles stood out and appeared to be swollen like he had just worked out.
"What were you saying?" Adrien dropped the towel that he was using to dry his hair into the dark wood woven hamper.
"I was just saying… did you workout?" Marinette's mouth ran dry.
Adrien blushed and rubbed the back of his neck. "I may have gone for a run."
Marinette knew it wasn't just a run. "I hope you gave Plagg lots of cheese for that 'run'." Marinette quoted the word with a smile.
"He's sitting in a pile of camembert, as we speak, m'Lady." Adrien walked over to the armoire and pulled out a black shirt, red boxers, and jeans. "What did you find?" He slipped on his boxers and dropped the towel to the ground.
"I found this beautiful house on the canal." Marinette beamed with excitement. "Come!" She used her hand to becken him over to her computer. "Look at it. Isn't it beautiful, Minou?"
Adrien stood behind her and touched his chin with his thumb and his other hand rested on his hip. "Yeah, it is. Let's call and see if we can take a look at it later today. I'll book a flight, if it's possible to go see it today." He kissed the top of her head and picked up his cellphone to make the call.
Marinette didn't know what she did to deserve this life, but she wasn't complaining.
Before she knew it, she was on a plane in first class sitting beside the love of her life. She sipped on her water and he sipped on some red wine. The flight didn't take too long and they were touching down on the tarmac soon after boarding.
Marinette followed Adrien through the airport and out to a car rental place. He handed his heavy metal black card over to the staff at the car rental shop and they handed him keys.
"Let's go check out your dream house." Adrien smiled and put a hand on the small of her back.
They made their way to the house and parked in the front. A red car was already there, waiting for them. Adrien opened her door and she stepped out of the car and her mouth fell open. It was even more beautiful than the photos had shown. It was fall so the flowers weren't blooming, but she could see the potential for when they would.
Adrien knocked on the front door and a woman in nice business attire opened the door. "Monsieur and Madame Agreste?"
"Yes?" They spoke in unison with a smile.
"Welcome to Chateau Noir." She smiled and used her hand to gesture them inside in a lavish fashion.
They eyes went wide, as they walked into the house.
Marinette spun around and took in the white walls and the blue accents within the decor.
"You have five bedrooms and three baths." The woman smiled and lead them inside.
A white staircase sat off to the side from the entrance. The whole house was open concept. The family room lead into the kitchen and dining room. It was in a white and navy theme.
"We would have to paint." Adrien whispered in her ear. "Too much white for my taste."
Marinette smiled up at him and nodded in agreement.
The white took him back to his father's house and he wanted to stay as far from that feeling as possible.
"Here is your kitchen. All stainless steel appliances and black granite counter tops." The woman ran her hand along the sparkling surface. "And double ovens."
Marinette followed suit and touched the smooth surface with a smile. She looked at the stacked ovens and became excited. She could make so many things with two of those.
"Purrfect for you." Adrien hummed close to her ear.
She blushed and bit her finger nail nervously.
"And.. here is the master suite." She opened the door and they walked inside.
It was spacious and had a bay window in the middle of the right wall. Marinette walked over to it and peered outside at the view of the water. She could watch the boats coming in from their long journeys. "C'est tres joli."
Adrien smiled warmly at her and crossed his arms across his chest. The bathroom was anything, but small. It was like two smaller bedrooms put together with a giant walk in shower. There was a big soaking tub off to the side with jets and a double vanity. The rest of the house tour went just as smoothly and before Marinette knew it… she was already calling it home.
She turned on her heel with her arms out in the backyard, which was surrounded by trees and grass and flowers. Birds chirped and she could hear the waves crash. "This is perfect, Minou." She opened her eyes and peered over at him.
"So, should I put in an offer?" The realtor smiled, holding paperwork in her hands.
"Yes." Adrien answered without much thought. "Cash offer."
Her eyes went wide. "As you wish, Monsieur Agreste."
She began to write out the numbers on the paperwork and Adrien and Marinette signed on the dotted lines. Now it was only a matter of waiting to see it their offer got accepted.
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