Adrien stood at the front doors of the club. He wore a black hoodie with the hood pulled onto his head, so that his face was covered for the most part. He wore black aviators and black jeans with neon green converse shoes.

The door opened and a familiar voice spoke. "Password?"

Adrien took a deep breath and let the familiar word cross smirked lips. "Meow Motherfucker."

The person on the other side jumped and a hand yanked him inside. Big Bad Wolf by In This Moment played loudly in the club.

"What are you doing here?" Nino spoke. He wore black tight jeans with long chains hanging from a pocket, orange headphones hung around his neck. He wore a tight black ripped shirt that accentuated his muscles. A black thick line was painted over his eyes.

"I missed this place." Adrien shrugged still hiding inside the hood of his jacket.

"Just lay low. People think you're dead here, man." Nino let him go and he walked up the stairs with a nod.

Nino shook his head and went back to watching the door till he had to go inside to run the music once the next employee took his spot at the door.

Adrien walked in and saw how everyone was dancing and drinking. He smiled at the fact that the club was still doing as good as it was. His eyes fell to the wall of photos of Chat Noir, where candles and fanart spilled on the floor in front of the photos. There were even bouquets of red roses and neon green dyed white roses. They really did think he was dead.

He sat at the bar and tapped his finger on it. The bartender came over. "What can I- Chat?"

Adrien stuck his hand out and waved it back and forth. "No, just a fan."

"I see. Well, you look just like him, even with that hook pulled onto your head." The bartender cleaned a glass with a black towel. "So, what's your poison?"

"Remy Martin Black Pearl Louis XIII." Adrien spoke the name of the expensive cognac with ease, like it was nothing to him.

"No one knows we own that. NO ONE. Except for one person and it isn't even up as an option. Too expensive for most of the people here." The bartender looked at him hard. "Are you sure you're not him?"

"I'm sure. I just heard from a friend that he ordered it all the time." Adrien shrugged with a smile, clearly enjoying toying with the man.

"Well if you got the money, I'm willing to serve." The bartender shrugged and flipped out a glass.

Adrien dug his wallet from his back pocket and threw his money onto the bar table. The bartender exchanged the money for the drink. "Keep the change."

The bartender counted what was in his hand and his eyes went wide, as he watched the mysterious figure walk away from the bar.

Adrien sat at a table and watched Nino work the music on the stage and watched how he danced. He took a tentative sip of his drink and looked over the club, shielded by the dark.

Soon, he finished his drink and left the empty glass on his table. He slinked past the crowd and into the hallway in the back. Adrien looked around, before entering his old office. He shut the door behind him and went to his desk. He began to riffle through old paperwork. The door opened and he slammed the desk drawer shut behind him.

"I heard from a little someone that he was back." A drunk female voice spoke.

Oh shit. Adrien cussed under his breath. A girl in a torn deep orange tight dress and black tights with brown ankle boots stood in the doorway. She shut the door behind her with her boot. Her hair was brown and the ends were dipped in white.

"Lila." Adrien hissed her name.

She walked up to him with a sway in her hips and pressed her body against him. She ran her hands up the sides of his face and slowly dropped his hood. He turned his face away from her.

"Stop." Adrien fought against her, but within moments she had a tiny white pill between his lips and in his mouth. She crushed her lips to his and tangled her tongue with his. The pill was gone within moments.

"Fuck." Adrien cussed against her and pushed her away. "I don't want to do this."

Lila bit her bottom lip and flicked her finger beneath his chin. "Trust me. You will once that kicks in." She giggled and leaned into him. She moved his hoodie out of the way of his neck and placed kisses along it. Each time her lips fell to his skin, they left tingling marks. His skin crawled at her touch. He really didn't want this. He wanted to pull away. He had a girl at home, waiting for him. A huge part of him wished that Nino would walk in. He watched the door and he realised he should have told Nino where he was going. Friendly Fire by Nothing More played in the background.

His heart sped up and he felt himself wanting her touch, her lips. "What was that?"

Lila smirked and ran her hands down his chest to the waistband of his jeans. "Just a little something to help you loosen up. You're back. Live a little." She bit his bottom lip and pulled slightly.

"I don't want to play this game, Lila. What the fuck did you just give me?" Adrien tried to keep from yanking her closer and letting her do what she wanted to him. He shook his head and tried to fight the urge.

"It doesn't matter." She slid her hand beneath the waistband of his jeans and felt him.

Adrien let out a moan despite him not wanting her. The only girl he wanted was Marinette, but right now he'd take anyone. He figured it had to do with whatever it was she had slipped him and he knew he was in trouble.

He watched Lila drop to her knees and undo his jeans. Adrien clutched the desk behind him and let her drag his pants down over his hips. She peered up at him with auburn eyes that caught the light and sparked. Adrien groaned at the sight and she yanked his black boxers down and set him free. "I'm about to make your night the best it's been in a long time, pussy cat."

"Fuck." Adrien bit his lip and watched her expertly slide her lips down his hard cock.

The door flew open and Nino stood in the door. "Fuck!" The curse left Nino's lips in a rush. Lila let him go with a pop and turned her head to see Nino in the doorway, furious. "What the fuck did you give him, Lila?!" Nino was furious and watched Lila stand up from her knees.

"Something to make his night more fun." Lila smirked and wiped her mouth with the back of her hand.

"Enough games. What the fuck was it?" Nino wanted to strangle the girl, but he didn't feel like having the blood on his hands tonight.

Lila shrugged. "Molly."

"What the fuck! Get out of my club, bitch! Before I call someone to escort your ass out of here!" Nino snapped at her and his eyes fell to his best friend, who was busy fixing his pants with red cheeks.

Lila raised her hands in the air and she walked out with a drunken sway of her hips. She looked over her shoulder at Adrien. "Maybe another time."

Adrien rubbed his eyes with his hands and tried to focus on anything besides sex.

"Let's get you home." Nino sighed.

Adrien placed the hood back over his head and his shoulders slumped. Nino lead him out of the club and into his car.

They drove in silence and Adrien sat with his legs spread wide. He was still hard and throbbing and all it reminded him of was the shame of being found in the way he was.

"How are you going to explain this to Mari, man?" Nino sighed and gripped the steering wheel.

Sudden realization hit him and he wanted to fall apart. The realization that he may lose the one girl he loved. "I-"

"Look, if you want me to be there when you tell her…" Nino looked over at his best friend.

"No, it's okay. I just want to shower and then if she's still awake… I'll tell her." Adrien ran a hand over his face in shame. "What pill was it?"

"Mdma." Nino sighed and focused back on driving.

"Now wonder why I'm dying." Adrien rubbed his eyes and tried to keep his thoughts somewhere innocent.

"You're lucky I walked in when I did." Nino spoke with a laugh.

"Yeah, but you were still too late." Adrien groaned, upset.

Nino laughed. "At least I got there before you had her on your desk with her legs spread and your dick buried in her."

"Not helping!" Adrien moved his hips in discomfort.

"Sorry, man." Nino laughed at his reaction.

"It's not funny." Adrien glared at him.

Nino parked in front of Marinette's apartment and Adrien climbed out of the car. "Thanks Nino."

"Call me if this all blows up in your face." Nino sighed and shook his head.

"You got it." Adrien saluted him and shut the car door.

He walked into the apartment building and stood in the elevator. He let his hand graze the front of his jeans to try and ease his discomfort. The feeling burst into a million sparks and he soon found himself with his hand beneath the waistband, caressing himself, alone in the elevator. He closed his eyes, parted his lips, and looked up at the ceiling mirrors. The elevator dinged and he reluctantly removed his hand and walked out into the long hallway. He stopped in front of the apartment door and opened it with a heavy heart.

Adrien watched Marinette peer at him from the couch with a warm smile. His heart sank, but he couldn't stop the ache that he still needed to find a solution to. He rushed up to her and straddled her lap. He held her face in his hands and pressed his lips hard against hers. He needed to be touched, loved, wanted. He needed to be buried in something, anything. She made a surprised sound and soon it dissolved into a breathy moan, as she gave in to his advances.

Marinette pushed him away gently. "What happened at the club?"

Adrien shook his head and continued to kiss her. He didn't want to talk about it. He just wanted to forget the other pair of lips on his skin… on his dick.

"Not now. I just want to get lost in you." Adrien laid her back on the couch and drank her in. He ran a hand up her thigh and tore her panties, before removing them.

Marinette gasped against his kisses and quickly undid his jeans with her shaking fingers. He used the hand that wasn't supporting him up to yank them low on his hips, along with his boxers. He positioned himself at the entrance of her opening and he pushed his swollen aching cock into her. He couldn't handle it anymore. His lips found her neck and he began to lick and suck along her soft skin. He nibbled along it with his teeth and groaned at the heightened sensation of her gripping around him.

She moaned and gripped his back muscles as, he pumped into her with reckless abandon. The room disappeared and nothing else mattered.

He felt her tense up, felt her nails dig into his back, felt her breathing start to come in little pants and her chest movements quickened, her toes curled. Adrien caught her tongue with his and within moments they were bursting into the sky like fireflies.

He slowed his pace and fell on her. He grabbed the front of his hair and rested his weight on his elbows and began to let the tears fall. "I'm sorry. So sorry, Mari."

Marinette went from being satisfied and relaxed to tensed up and concerned. She gripped him to her in a hug. "What's wrong? Why are you apologizing?"

"I'm so sorry." He sobbed and couldn't look at her. He pulled away from her and sat on the couch far away, doing up his jeans. The high slowly came down and he was back to feeling normal with his guilty thoughts. Thoughts that strangled his throat and broke his heart. He shook at the thought of losing her.

Marinette sat up next to him and pulled her dress down her thighs. "What happened?" She looked at him confused.

He curled into a ball with his knees to his chest. "I snuck into my office after drinking. I was looking through the paperwork when the door opened." He gripped his hair and couldn't look in her eyes.

"Then what happened? I don't like where this is going." Marinette's heart clenched, as she prepared for something she didn't want to hear.

"The door opened and I slammed the drawer shut behind me. Lila was in the doorway." Adrien tried to keep his voice from cracking.

Marinette sat back on her heels and let her hands fall to her sides. She remembered Lila from that time that she had tried to gain his attention in the past. Her world began to spin. "You didn't. Tell me you didn't! Tell me she didn't!" She grabbed him by his hoodie and began to shake him.

"She came up to me and slipped a pill between my lips and kisses me. I tried to push her away, but before long the pill kicked in." Adrien felt like he was going to be sick. His heart raced and his words came out in spurts.

Marinette threw him back into the couch. "What the fuck, Adrien!"

"Before long she had my pants undone and her lips wrapped around me. Nino burst in and stopped it before it could go further. I found out later it was mdma." Adrien felt her fingers gripping his hoodie loosen. "I'm sorry."

Her forehead pressed to his chest and she let sobs run through her body. Once she was able to speak she looked into his sollen green eyes with red puffy blue ones. "Sleep at your place tonight. I need to think about this." She got off his lap and curled up on the couch.

Adrien nodded and collected his things and walked out the door to his apartment.

Song:

Big Bad Wolf by In This Moment

Friendly Fire by Nothing More

Sympathy by Too Close to Touch