The citizens of Paris had long since gotten used to seeing the superheroes Ladybug and Chat Noir out and about. They had been protecting the city for a few years now and sometimes would need to just chill in random places. Whenever a new superhero movie came out in theaters, Ladybug and Chat Noir would be in line to see it on opening night, with cozy sweaters or sweatshirts on over their suits. At least once a week, the heroes would be spotted at a local fast food chain enjoying a few burgers after a long battle with Hawkmoth.

The employees of one drugstore in particular (which just so happened to be along Ladybug and Chat Noir's patrol route) were very familiar with the heroes as one or both of them would often come in to buy a couple of coffees and energy drinks, or on a few dire occasions, bandages and emergency medical equipment.

Today however, they would see a hero make a purchase of a very different sort.

Ladybug and Chat Noir were locked in a passionate embrace in their secret superhero lair. (Where the lair is will forever be a mystery.) Chat was kissing his Lady passionately as she sat on his lap on the old beat up they had found for cheap when they had gone to a bunch of garage sales as superheroes in an effort to furnish their new lair. Anyway, they were kissing.

Chat trailed his lips down to her jaw, undoing one of her ponytails with one hand. Ladybug blindly searched for the zipper at the front of her partner's suit and started to free him of his magical spandex. Chat did the same, kissing every square inch of her neck and chest once the pesky suit had been dealt with.

Ladybug was on fire. Her and Chat's relationship had been rocky at first, but had quickly become more- intimate as they got older. Chat was always a gentleman, when she wanted him to be. What was that saying? A gentleman in the streets but a freak in the sheets? Yeah, he was great. His lips on her body were making her groan with desire, and Ladybug knew that they were going all the way.

"Chat?" She whispered, her breath hitching.

"Yes, Bugaboo?"

"Can you grab a condom?"

Chat reached over to the little coffee table they had, and felt around for the box, only to find it empty.

"Shit. It's empty." He said, seeing the disappointed look on his lady's face.

"Dammit. What are we going to do now?"

Chat got an idea.

Was it a bad idea?

Yes.

Would it possibly taint his reputation?

Yes.

Was he too horny to care?

Yes.

"Stay here. I'll be right back." Chat said as he zipped up his suit and dashed to the window.

"What are you doing Chaton?"

"We need condoms."

Before Ladybug could object and say that they could always stick with oral, he was gone.

Chat dashed to the nearest drugstore, the one he and Ladybug went to all the time. He knew the layout of the store pretty much by heart and the hero practically ran to the isle with the condoms, turning heads as he went. He skidded to a stop in front of the condoms, and spent a couple seconds searching for the ones he wanted. Chat barely even noticed the other guy, who looked to be college age or a little older, carefully examining the different kinds of condoms, trying to pinpoint the right size.

Chat made his way to the front of the store, picking up one of Ladybug's favorite iced teas to try and make whatever negative press this would get up to her.

There were only a few people in line thank GOD, and Chat did not feel at all guilty for cutting the line. One of the regular employees, Kiera, saw him and waved him up front, her eyes widening when she saw exactly what Chat was buying.

"Thanks Keira, I'm kind of in a hurry," he said, pulling a twenty dollar bill out of his pocket and not even bothering with change or a receipt.

As soon as he was out of the store, Keira could no longer contain her laughter and she struggled to keep her composure as she rung up the next customer in line. Alya Cesaire.

The Ladyblogger stepped up, pulling her phone out and asking for an interview. Once Kiera rang up the rest of the customers in line, she took a break to give the Ladyblogger her interview.

Chat returned to the lair less than 10 minutes after he left, seeing Ladybug, who was eagerly awaiting his arrival. He set the bag down, removing one single condom, and the two got busy.

Later, after coming down from the high that she had just experienced, Ladybug checked her phone, where she had gotten an alert from the Ladyblog. The headline alone spelled trouble.

Chat Noir makes adult purchase at local pharmacy. LadyNoir confirmed?