Note: I know this has probably sorta been written, but I was listening to The Negative from The Waitress Musical and I couldn't get a story out of my head that was loosely based on it. So, here you go. XD It's a stripper au, meets friends/roommate to lovers au, and The Negative all wrapped up in one. ;)
Alya and Kagami led Marinette into the night club that she had known about, but had never been in before. Her roommate worked there, but she was trying not to think about that. Just because she was there, did not mean that she would run into him. She didn't want to see him. She saw enough of him in their apartment prancing around in his skimpy outfits to last her a lifetime. It only made her want to pour bleach into her eyes and wish that she hadn't seen it.
He was her friend… not some man that she wanted to be with. Her friends had pressured her into going. They went almost every weekend and she always had some excuse to get herself out of it, but not tonight. Always had something miraculously come up and get in the way of seeing her roommate dance.
"Who knows… Adrien might be here tonight." Alya nudged Marinette in the arm as she ordered a drink at the bar. Her dress was skin tight and a burnt orange color that made her skin tone glow. But the brush of gold highlighter to her shoulders, collarbones, and face only accentuated it.
"Yeah and I'll wish I was blind. You know how he prances around our apartment in g-strings or tiny shorts, tails, cat ears… MASKS? Alya I can't…" Marinette sighed as she downed a shot and ordered another. Her dress was red and tight in the bust, but flared out from her hips. The sleeves were off the shoulder and the sweetheart neckline only showed off her breasts more.
"I mean how can you not look at that and not want to touch it. Have you seen that creature dance?" Kagami came up beside her and ordered a cocktail. Her rose gold dress reflected the lights in the club and hugged her curves. A strand of crystals hung down the open back and touched above her rounded behind to tease anyone standing behind her.
"Well, no. I haven't, but I can't imagine he's that amazing. You should see his 'dance' moves in our living room." Marinette rolled her eyes and threw back her second shot.
"Girl, you keep drinking like that and you'll be in his lap instead of him in yours." Alya giggled and ordered her a bottle of water, shoving it into her hands.
"There is NO WAY!" Marinette flung her hands out in protest. "That my roommate is dancing anywhere near me. And I need something stronger than this water." Marinette shoved the water back at Alya and ordered a cocktail.
Alya looked at Kagami with an expression that said she'd believe it when she saw it. Alya kept the water for later. She knew that Marinette would eventually need it.
"I can't believe I let you two pull me into this place. Of all the damn clubs you could bring me to? Why the one he dances at?" Marinette groaned as they walked to a table.
"Well, it's the best club in the city and you haven't seen him dance…" Kagami sat at the table and shrugged.
"I already told you… I don't want to see him dance." Marinette sighed as she plopped down into one of the red velvet covered chairs.
"Oh… I think you do. Whatever 'dancing' you saw in the living room? That's not his real routine." Alya nudged her with a smirk.
Marinette shook her head and rolled her eyes. "How do you even know? Have you seen him dance in our living room? It's atrocious. So childish. I can't…" She flung her head into her hands as she hit her elbows on the round table.
"If you had seen him really dance? Your panties would be on the floor or flying at that stage." Kagami pointed at a rounded stage that had stairs leading down to the middle of the tables.
"Would you two just stop…" Marinette swatted at them to make them stop talking about her roommate in a sexual way. She didn't want to think about him dancing or stripping. He was her friend and nothing more.
"Marinette. You need… to see him. Need…." Kagami begged her as she took a sip of her drink.
"Kagami is right, M. There is no negotiating on this and you're here now. So, sit still and watch." Alya picked on her and she gestured to the stage.
"Does he know I'm here?" Marinette stared at Alya with an accusatory expression.
"I didn't tell him. Did you?" Alya looked at Kagami and she shook her head.
"Nope. Did you see him today?" Kagami drank another sip and stared at Marinette.
"He left for work. That's all I know. We don't keep track of each other." Marinette rolled her eyes as she took another sip.
"Do you know what he was wearing for tonight?" Alya leaned over and picked on Marinette.
"Are you for real? You're about to see it and no. He left in black joggers and a black hoodie." Marinette finished her drink and went to get up to grab another when Filthy by Justin Timberlake began to play.
Alya and Kagami grabbed her wrists and shoved her back down into her seat. "You're not going anywhere. You're going to sit here and watch." Alya scolded her and as soon as she stopped struggling they relaxed.
"Fine, but I don't have to like it." Marinette rolled her eyes and Alya passed her singles.
"Trust me… He may be a roommate now… but after you see him move? You'll be in his bed tonight." Alya winked at her and Marinette made an irritated sound.
"Yeah, okay." Marinette snorted and watched as the red curtain opened to reveal a man in a black mask, a black leather collar with a golden bell, a black mesh short sleeve shirt, black joggers, matching tennis shoes, and a pair of cat ears sat in his blonde hair.
He began shifting along the ground from one foot to the next in a fluid motion and grabbed the hem of his see through shirt and began to inch it from side to side to the beat, showing hints of his muscular abs as women cheered. He slowly inched his shirt up his body as he bodyrolled, arching his back.
He let his shirt fall back down and shook his finger at the crowd as he smirked at them. Women whined and he touched the hem of his joggers and swayed his hips from side to side as he tugged on them with his hands, shifting the waistband from side to side. His hip bones peeked out with every shift of his hands, tugging them down a bit. He let them go and suddenly slid on his knees across the stage.
Marinette watched him begin to roll his hips into the stage as he moved along it towards the stairs. He rolled his body and stood up to shift on his feet again, rolling his body to the beat.
He grabbed the hem of his shirt again and inched it up his body, shifting it from side to side, until he pulled it over his head and threw it onto the stage.
He turned to the side, ran his hand down his muscular pecs and along his abs as he rolled his body in time with his hand.
Marinette's mouth fell open as his hand slipped below the waistband of his joggers and he looked over at her as he winked and body rolled to the beat.
He spun to face the crowd and slipped his hand out and ran it back up his body, biting his bottom lip. He began to run his other hand along his hip and rested it over his dick, rolling his hips with his head turned towards the crowd. His gaze fell on Marinette and she blushed as he ran his other hand down to the waistband.
He began to sway his hips and inched his joggers down again from one side to the other, teasing the crowd as little by little he showed more skin.
Marinette covered her eyes with the cash and Alya yanked her hands away. "Oh no, you're not closing your eyes for one second!" Alya scolded her and heard her best friend let out a whimper.
He shifted his feet and smoothly removed his shoes. Marinette had no idea how he did it without it looking unattractive, but somehow he had lost his shoes with ease.
Chat turned away from the crowd and bent forward to ease his joggers down over his sculpted ass as he teased the crowd with the sway in his hips.
Marinette wondered if it had always looked that sexy. She shook her head as she watched him kick his joggers to the side.
He was left in very tiny leather pants that left little to the imagination. The curves of his ass hung out the bottom and the front only accented his cock more. Not to mention the straps that ran along the top of his ass only showed off his rounded cheeks more. Skin peeked out from keyholes and made Marinette's heart skip. Her face grew hot and she found herself trying to cool herself down.
Her friends smirked at her as Chat suddenly jumped to the ground in a slow body roll with one knee bent, slowly grinding into the floor.
"Holy…" Marinette's mouth fell open as he got back onto his feet and began shifting his feet with his fingers in the waistband of his tiny shorts. "He's not gonna…"
"Oh yes, yes he is." Kagami smirked as she leaned over and touched the sides of Marinette's face to keep her eyes on him.
Chat spun to face them and slowly slid his hand down his body as he tapped his hand to the beat above the waistband on his shorts; while he rolled his hips and grabbed the back of his neck with his other hand. He flexed his bent arm and slowly yanked down his shorts, showing just above his dick.
Marinette about lost her mind as he stared at her and did a short nod with his tongue between his teeth as he smiled at her. She hid her face in her hands as he brought his hand back up and tangled his fingers into his hair, shifting his feet back and forth to the beat.
"Such a tease." Alya giggled and nudged Marinette in the side.
Marinette couldn't even put words together. She didn't even know if her brain worked anymore. Her drink was long forgotten and the cash in her hand was entirely crumpled.
Chat brought his thumb to his lips as his other hand ran down his chest and along his abs. He bit the side of his thumb as he gripped the side of the shorts with his other hand. Chat let his thumb tug his bottom lip down slightly as he slowly drug it down his neck, between his pecs, and along his abs until it rested on the other side of his shorts.
Women cheered and screamed as he inched them down his hips, letting them fall to the ground. He did a few fluid movements and they were slid across the stage, leaving him in a black g-string that had a cat head shaped keyhole cut out of the front.
The base of his cock was barely visible as he smirked and winked at Marinette. He did a few quick steps and slid off the main stage to the smaller one that was in the middle of the tables. He began to slowly grind his hips into the ground with the beat and sat up on his knees, grabbing his hair as he bounced to the beat. Chat fell back onto his palms and rolled his hips to move across the stage. He stood up to do a front flip off the stage and body rolled up to a soon to be bride and her friends.
He grabbed the back of her chair and straddled her hips, rolling his hips against her in a slow fluid movement with one hand behind his neck. The shocked woman slipped singles into his g-string and he winked at her as he left her to the next table.
Marinette's heart pounded in her ears as she watched him make his way to their table.
"I don't want this. Here." Marinette shoved her money at Kagami and her friend pushed her hands back at her.
"No, nope. Tonight is your night." Kagami giggled and Marinette felt like she was going to die.
It was too much for her and she didn't know what to do. Her face felt hotter than before as she watched him turn away from a woman and roll his hips against her lap. The woman placed some cash in his g-string and he winked before he moved on to a man that was sitting with his friends.
Chat got on his hands and put his feet on the wall beside the man's head and rolled his hips, causing the man to fan himself with his cash. He slipped a few into the front of Chat's g-string trying to gain a peek of what lied beneath and Chat quickly kicked off the wall and continued to walk toward Marinette and her friends.
She knew her face gave her away as he walked up to Alya and gripped her chair to roll his hips on her lap. "Hey, Alya." Chat smirked at her as she giggled and slipped some money into the strap of his g-string.
"Guess who we got to come out?" Alya spoke over the music and Chat looked over at a trembling Marinette.
Chat leaned down to whisper into her ear, "Thanks Als."
"Anything for a friend." Alya winked at him as he slid over to Kagami.
"Hey, Kagami." Chat spun around to face away from her and put his hands on the back of his neck to sway his hips, giving her a full view of his sculpted ass.
Marinette thought about how his ass really should be illegal. Why hadn't it looked that amazing to her before? Why now? Her heart pounded louder as the alcohol hit her head and made her dizzy.
He moved over to Marinette and took her hands in his. She bit her bottom lip as he took her hand to slowly touch his chest, sliding it down his abs to the front of his g-string as he rolled his body with her touch. He winked at her as she mindlessly slipped the cash into it. It was like she was out of her body and she lacked control of it.
Chat let go of her hand and grabbed her hands to yank her up. She gasped as he picked her up and wrapped her legs around his hips. He rolled his hips against her as he leaned back, balancing her on his hips. She grabbed onto his shoulders as he winked at her and set her down only to spin her around and grab her hips. He slowly ran his hand up her spine, causing her to bend forward. Chat grabbed her hips and slowly rolled his hips against her rounded behind through her red dress. She gasped as he snapped her back up, spinning her towards him.
"Wanna come on stage with me for a moment?" Chat continued to dance against her.
Marinette could do little but nod as he bit his bottom lip and released it from his teeth. Chat led her to the stage and suddenly slid her down onto the floor. Her chest rose and fell as he suddenly dropped down and rolled his hips into her. He body rolled and sat back on his heels, yanking her up onto his thighs. He rolled his hips against her and yanked her up onto him. Her breasts pressed against his chest as he rocked into her to the beat.
She was in a daze as he softly laid her back down and straddled her body on his hands and knees. He slid up her body and rolled his hips into her face. Marinette couldn't get any redder in the face as his heady scent intoxicated her and made her thighs tremble as her panties got wet. He was too close. Far too close.
He sat back on his heels and ran his hand down his chest and abs until they reached between his legs, where he teased himself in front of her. Marinette was so so wrong. Her lips parted as the redness in her cheeks began to move down to her neck and chest. Chat slid down her body and rolled up onto his feet. He grabbed her hands and lifted her to spin her on the floor before yanking her to her feet.
She stumbled and he caught her as someone brought up a chair for her. He helped her sit down and placed his hands on her thighs as he bent forward to roll his hips.
"Are you okay?" Chat smiled at her beyond dazed expression.
Marinette swallowed hard and nodded as he spun around to grind his ass on her lap. She looked over at Alya and Kagami, who were busy waving money at her to remind her of what she was supposed to be doing. She shook herself out of it the best she could and slipped more money into his almost non existent bottoms.
He could tell that it was becoming too much for her and he turned around to pick up her hand and press his lips to the back of her knuckles.
"Thanks for the dance, Marinette." He helped her up in her daze and walked her back to her table as a person ran to move the chair.
Chat pulled himself back up onto the stage, showing off his back muscles as he got onto it and collected his items from the stage.
The crowd erupted as he walked behind the curtain to go to his dressing room.
000
Marinette stole Alya's drink and downed it. She leaned against the chair as she tried to calm herself. Her thighs trembled as she questioned everything in her life.
"You're not done yet." Kagami slid her drink to Marinette and she grabbed it to down it, as well.
"What?" Marinette gave her a shocked expression as she sucked on a maraschino cherry.
"Oh girl… not even close. We got you the VIP room with him." Alya winked and Marinette choked on her spit as she chewed the sweet candied cherry.
"You didn't… I don't know if I can handle more. And I live with HIM!" Marinette chewed on the stem with a desperate expression.
"You can handle it." The two girls spoke in unison as a pair of hands landed on Marinette's shoulders.
She slowly peered up with the stem between her lips as she held it with her thumb and index finger. Her gaze met a pair of emerald eyes behind a black mask. He was wearing his mesh shirt and the tiny shorts again.
"Ready?" Chat winked at her and Alya handed him money.
"Get him girl!" Alya screamed out as Chat took her hand and helped her towards the VIP rooms.
Marinette peered over her shoulder and glared at the two women as Chat took her past black velvet curtains.
"I really didn't want to come tonight." Marinette quickly spoke and Chat burst out laughing as he led her to sit down on the red velvet couch that sat in the dark room.
"I know, Marinette." Chat smiled at her as she tried to get settled on the couch. "But I'm glad that you finally did."
Marinette blushed and he walked over to a stereo to turn on Tempo by Lizzo ft. Missy Elliot. The music started and she gripped the couch in her hands. She didn't know if she could handle him dancing again, let alone stripping again. His dancing here wasn't like what he did at home. At least not in their living room where she could see.
Chat began body rolling and running his hand up his abs, pushing his shirt up his body for her. She swallowed hard and pressed her thighs together as he lost his shirt and slid on his knees towards her. He leaned back on one of his palms and started rolling his hips with one arm behind his head and she lost all coherent thought other than riding him in their apartment.
He got up onto his knees and crawled towards her, grabbing her knees. Marinette gasped as he spread them and stood up between them. Her lips parted as she stared at him with a helpless expression.
Chat turned between her thighs and barely sat on her lap as he rolled his hips against her. Marinette watched how his muscles moved with his movements and she struggled to not reach out and touch him.
He turned to face her and put his hands behind his head and swayed his hips to the beat of the song. Marinette got lost in his hips as he grabbed her hands and climbed on her lap. He put her hands on his muscular pecs and slowly ran them down his abs as he rolled his body to the music. Her heart raced as he continued to slide her hands down his body, hooking her fingers into his shorts.
He left them there and grabbed the back of the couch to bring his lips to her ear as he moved his body in a slow fluid roll that made her mind only think of what it would be like to be underneath him.
Marinette worried her bottom lip and smirked as she slipped one of her hands down the front of his shorts and along his cock. Chat grabbed her hand and put it back on his shorts. Women often would try and touch him in ways that they shouldn't. There was a no touch rule for the most part, but rarely was that followed by drunk customers. More so in the VIP rooms. He hated it when women would touch along his dick or ass, but he could only do so much to stop them. He needed to pay bills too. But a huge part of him didn't want Marinette to stop exploring his body. There was something different about her touching him.
Chat stood up on the couch with his feet on either side of her and grabbed her hair to put her face near his cock as he rolled his hips in front of her eyes. Marinette blushed more as he began to slowly roll his hips in her face to the beat.
She could barely hide the fact that she was aroused and into it. She pulled on his shorts and Chat pulled away from her before she saw more of him than most women got to see.
Marinette licked her lips and raked her teeth along her bottom lip as he picked her up and sat on the couch with his hands on her hips. He rolled his hips with her on his lap and placed her hands on his chest. He heard her whimper and it only fueled him to do more.
Chat stood up and laid her on the floor. She peered up at him as he stood by her head and suddenly dropped to the ground and grinded his hips above her face as he brought his head between her bent knees. She gasped as she was intoxicated by him. He sped his hips up and then slowed them down again. He kicked up onto his hands and bent his knees to slowly roll his hips to the beat and she tried to even her breathing, but it wasn't working out in her favor.
He landed on his feet and crouched down to move his ass to the beat. Marinette got lost in how his back moved when he danced. He rolled his body to stand up and he turned around to grab her hands and helped her up.
Chat pulled her against his body and lifted one of her legs to roll his hips against her. She heard him breathing hard as sweat caused his bangs to be damp and fall in front of his mask.
He picked her up and led her back to the couch. Chat sat her down on the couch and got back in her lap with his hands on the back of the couch. He tangled his hands in her hair and pulled her head back as he rolled his hips.
Marinette ran her hands up his thighs, feeling his damp warm skin. She reached the tiny shorts and looked for how they came off. He swayed his hips and watched her hook her fingers into the waistband of his shorts. His cock flexed and she gasped as she realized that he was getting aroused. She hadn't noticed that happening out on the stage, which for some reason shocked her.
She swallowed hard as she peered into his eyes and slowly inched them down. Chat smirked as she pulled the front of his shorts down. His g-string was still on and hiding everything from her, causing her to whimper in protest.
Chat leaned down to whisper in her ear. "You know you're not supposed to touch."
Marinette ran one of her hands along his hardened length. "You don't seem to mind."
Chat bit back a groan as she ran her fingers up and down his cock in slow strokes. He rolled his hips more in time with her touches than with the song, gripping the couch in his hands.
Marinette slid his bottoms down more and teased him by pulling them down and then back up over and over again. She slid her hands along the band to his back and slipped her hands over his ass. She squeezed his ass in her hands and Chat tried to even his breathing as she touched him.
She slid her hands over his hips and placed money into the band of his bottoms, holding him in place. Marinette ran her other hand between his thighs and he almost lost balance as she cupped him through the thin material. He bit back a groan as she ran her hand along him.
"How come you don't dance like this at home?" Marinette purred as she peered up at his helpless expression.
His cheeks were flushed and his lips were parted as he rolled his hips into her hand. "I do. Just not where you can see." Chat finally got the words out as she slid her hands up his body and grabbed his collar to bring him down to her level. He rolled his hips against her lap and she let her hands slide back down to the waistband of his shorts. Marinette pulled the waistband away from his pelvis and snuck a peek of what was beneath them. She groaned as she watched precum spill from the tip of his cock and slipped money down his pants, making sure to graze the back of her hand against his cock.
It was warm, soft, and the way he growled from deep within his chest only made her want to see what other sounds she could get him to make.
Part of her wondered if it was the alcohol talking or her overactive hormones. She swallowed hard and watched him get off her lap and sit beside her.
Marinette watched him catch his breath and try to calm down. His chest rose and fell as she watched him. She bit her bottom lip and got up to sit in her lap, facing him. She wrapped an arm around his neck and ran her finger down his chest as she rolled her hips and teased him. "Is the kitty cat getting tired?"
Chat chuckled and smirked as he suddenly threw her down onto the couch and rolled his hips between her thighs. "No, are you Purrincess?"
"How many women touch you?" Marinette ran her hands along his shoulders as she tried to focus on him being her roommate and less on what he was doing, but the feel of his arousal between her thighs made that near damn impossible.
"Besides you?" Chat winked at her and pulled her onto his lap, thrusting against her.
She wrapped her arms around his neck and looked at him through her dark lashes. "Yes?"
"Many of them, but I try to stop them. Of course there is the occasional woman that won't take no for an answer." Chat rolled his eyes and lifted her to throw her onto her stomach.
He pulled her hips up and rolled his hips against her rounded behind. She gasped and gripped the couch as he worked her, causing the rest of her questions to fade away from her.
"But they pay well. I have bills. They don't tell you that side often. About the women or men that take advantage of you because they believe you're there for them alone and not because you have to be." Chat pulled her back up by her hips against his body and rolled with her. He ran his fingers along her neck and gently leaned her head back against his shoulder as he whispered in her ear. "I get assaulted on a regular basis, but it's part of the industry. The dark side of it. VIP rooms? No one's watching you. You're on your own. You know the amount of female strippers that are sexually assaulted in these rooms?"
Marinette suddenly stopped seeing him the way that she had before. She felt pity for him as he sat back and put her on his lap again to move against her.
"I had no idea." Marinette swallowed hard as he turned her around to sit on his lap and face him.
"Most people don't. We don't bring it up often. Ruins the fantasy, doesn't it?" Chat burst out in a short laugh as he focused on her again. "Our time is almost up, Marinette. See you at home?"
Marinette nodded as he helped her from the couch. He led her to the curtain and back towards the table. She stopped him with her hand on his chest. "Can you take me to the bar?"
"Of course." Chat smirked and took her hand to lead her to the bar. He walked up to Kim, who was busily shoving dirty empty glasses into a container to be cleaned, and winked at him. "Get this beautiful woman a drink. Any kind she wants and put it on my tab." He tapped the bar with his index finger and kissed Marinette on the cheek before he left her to walk the floor.
She peered over her shoulder and watched as a man grabbed Chat's wrist and pulled him to face him with money in his hand. Chat smiled for him and took his wrist making him slide his money down his body and into the front of his shorts as he rolled his body. She turned away as he started to give the man a lap dance to remember.
"What can I get you?" Kim grabbed her attention. He didn't just want to assume that she wanted the same thing as before.
Marinette shook herself out of it and ordered a drink and waited for Kim to pass her it. She smiled at the tall muscular man that had black bands around his biceps that matched the thick black bands of elastic that ran over his pecs and crossed in the back. His jeans were tight and contoured to his thighs. His hair was longer on top than on the sides and slightly hung in his face.
"Thank you." Marinette took the cocktail from him and walked back to her friends.
She probably had enough to drink already, but she really just wanted to get drunk. Marinette found her friends getting lap dances as she sat down.
"How was it?" Alya peered over at her and she shrugged as she brought her glass to her lips. "That good huh? Still think he's just a roommate?"
"Let me down this glass before we discuss this." Marinette held up her index finger and she drank fast. Her head spun and she sank back into the chair and giggled. She made a note that she, for sure, had drank enough. "Are you guys spinning? Because this room is definitely moving in small… circles." She spun her finger in the air and Kagami grabbed Chat's wrist as he wandered by.
Chat stopped and Kagami yanked him down so that she could talk into his ear. "Can you take Marinette home?"
He peered over at Marinette and smirked. "She have too much fun?"
"Just a little bit." Kagami slurred and he nodded.
"Let me just tell them that I'm leaving early, split my tips with Plagg, and then grab my stuff. Shouldn't take too long." Chat walked away as he peered over his shoulder to see Marinette become more coherent and grab a shot that was passing by on a tray, throwing it back.
"Okay, okay. That's enough." Alya took the shot glass from her best friend and replaced it with the bottle of water from earlier. "Drink some water."
"I don't want water… water is for bitches!" Marinette called out as she shoved the water away from her.
"Well this bitch needs some water. C'mon." Alya shoved the water back at her after she cracked it open.
Marinette rolled her eyes and reluctantly brought it to her lips. She glared at her friend as she drank it.
Chat came back around with his joggers and hoodie on. He had his black bag slung over his shoulder. Marinette grabbed a hold of his hoodie and pulled him towards herself.
"Wanna dance for me again, hot stuff?" Her voice slurred as she bit her bottom lip and giggled.
Chat leaned on the back of her chair with his forearm and bent down to smirk at her with a dangerous expression. "You know I'd love to Princess, but I think I should take you home first."
"I don't want to go home… I'm having too much f- fun…" Marinette whined as Chat chuckled and peered over at her friends.
"How about I let you take me home, hm?" Chat watched her play with his hoodie as she nodded with a sigh.
"Sounds good." Marinette purred as she felt herself sway.
Chat stood up straight to scoop her up into his arms. She moaned and wrapped her arms around his neck as he made his way through the crowd. He paid his tab at the bar and winked at Kim as he made his way out of the club with Marinette in his arms.
He walked over to his car and reached into his pocket for his keys. "Did you drive, tonight?"
Marinette barely got the words out of her mouth, "No. Aly- Als- Al-"
"Alya drove?" Chat filled in for her and she slowly nodded.
"Mm-hm." Marinette kept her eyes closed as he unlocked his car and opened the passenger side door for her.
He set her down in the seat and helped buckle her seatbelt before he closed her door for her. Chat ran his hand through his hair and took his mask off of his face. He sighed as he opened the driver's side door and threw his mask into the back seat.
"I need a drink." Adrien put the car into reverse and pulled out of the parking space.
"Oh good. Let's drin- mo!" Marinette shouted out with her arms in the air, hurting her hand on the roof.
Adrien burst out into laughter and pulled her hands down, kissing her knuckles. "You need to go home and nurse some water, while you sit on the couch."
"No…. You're gonna part-y with- without me?" Marinette whined and he laughed harder.
"No. I'll be drinking next to you on the couch." Adrien let her hand go and headed out into traffic.
"Not the same…." Marinette complained and he shook his head as he took the next right turn.
Adrien pulled into the underground garage, parked, and helped her out. He led her to the elevator and pushed the button. They waited for the elevator and Marinette stared up at him as she clung to his hoodie.
"How long have you been this sexy?" Marinette barely got the words out and Adrien smirked at her.
"Depends. How much have you had to drink because the old Mari wouldn't have said that to me." Adrien picked on her and she tried to slap him but missed him entirely.
"Stop…" Marinette giggled as the elevator doors opened and Adrien helped her inside.
He pushed the button for their floor and waited with her leaning against him. The elevator felt like it was rocking beneath her feet and made her more dizzy. Her stomach leaped up her throat as the elevator stopped on their floor. She swallowed hard as the doors opened and Adrien helped her out of the cramped space.
They walked down to their door and he unlocked it for them. Marinette stumbled through the door and sat on the white couch. She peered over at Adrien as he dropped his keys and wallet onto the table beside the door.
He walked into the kitchen and grabbed her a glass of water, bringing it over to her. "Here. Drink this whole glass. I'm going to go take a much needed shower and then I'll be back."
Marinette nodded as she took the glass and sipped it. Adrien walked through the apartment, grabbing the back of his hoodie with one hand to pull it over his head.
He tossed it into his bedroom as he walked past it towards the bathroom.
Marinette sighed as she relaxed into the couch, bringing the water to her lips again. The sound of the shower pulled her out of her thoughts and she set the water on the glass coffee table. She smirked and stood up, reaching behind her to unzip her red dress. She let it fall to her ankles and stepped out of it as she walked around to the minibar that sat in their apartment.
She pulled out eight shot glasses and poured vodka into each one before she sat them on a black tray. Marinette carried them to the bathroom and opened the door, finding it unlocked.
The sound of water hitting the floor of the shower only made her more curious. She set the tray on the sink and took up one of the shot glasses. Marinette walked up to the curtain of the shower and moved it slightly to the side, stepping in behind him.
"What are you doing?" Adrien slowly turned to face her, reaching up to rinse his hair under the warm water.
"Bringing the fun to you." Marinette held out the shot glass and he slowly gazed down to see her rounded breasts, where she held the glass in her hands.
Adrien took the glass from her and threw it back. "Can't say I have ever drank in the shower."
"Well, now- you- have." Marinette giggled as she poked him between his pecs with each word. "Another!"
He watched her leave and grab a second shot glass. She came back into the shower and held it out to him. He raised an eyebrow at her. "Where are you getting these from?"
"Doesn't matter. Drink up!" Marinette shoved the glass at him and he shrugged, throwing it back.
He passed it back as his chest and throat burned. He cringed at the taste and continued to shower as she left him alone again.
Marinette came back with another shot and held it out to him. He smirked and put it between her breasts and put her hands on the sides of them to hold the glass in place. She blushed as he leaned down to grab the glass with his lips and tossed it back.
Adrien passed her the glass and shook his head as he began to feel warm from the alcohol. "I can play your game."
Marinette felt heat pool between her thighs as she stepped out of the shower to grab another shot glass. She heard the shower turn off and watched him fling the curtain open to reach for his black towel.
Adrien dried his hair and body off, wrapping the towel around his hips. He stepped out of the shower and took the shot glass from her hand as he passed by her and knocked it back, walking down the hallway to his bedroom.
Marinette grabbed the tray and made her way towards him. He hadn't closed his door like he usually did as she caught him dropping his towel. He smirked over his shoulder at her and waited for her to come in.
"You want to sit down?" Adrien sat on his bed and waited for her to sit beside him.
Marinette sat down with the tray in her lap. Adrien scooped up two shots and did one after the other. He set them down and picked up the last two, throwing them back until the rest of the glasses were all empty. The room spun and he cleared his throat as he laid back on his bed with a sigh.
She giggled, set the tray beside her, and laid back next to him with her knees brought up. "What's was it like dancing for me?" She turned on her side and ran her hand along his thigh.
"You really want to know?" Adrien smirked at her as he put his hands behind his head and peered at her.
"Yes." Marinette giggled as she ran her fingertips to his hip and over his pelvis to graze his soft skin.
She watched his cock begin to harden and flex as she teased him with her fingers. His chest rose and fell as he tried to think past the fog of the vodka.
"Better than dancing for others tonight." Adrien sighed as she ran her fingertips up along his abs.
"Better than others?" Marinette became super interested in what he had to say.
Adrien wrapped an arm around her lower back and pulled her closer. "I'd rather have your hands on me than others, Marinette."
Marinette caught herself with a hand on his chest and swallowed hard as her cheeks became hot. "Oh."
"But then again… I dance like a small child and annoy you with my skimpy outfits in the house." Adrien picked on her and she squeaked.
"You did- didn't walk- talk- well- tell me that you could dance like that." Marinette scolded him and he chuckled.
"You think I want to dance dirty all of the time? Sometimes it's easier to have a little fun once in awhile." Adrien smiled at her and brushed her wet hair from her face. "So, what made you get undressed and interrupt my shower with liquor?"
Marinette blushed and rolled on top of him. She sat on his hips and touched his chest with her fingertips. "I don't know. Something about tonight made me think of you differently."
"Oh really? Am I no longer just a friend and roommate? Sorry, your stripper roommate?" Adrien rolled his eyes and ran his hands along her thighs.
She softly mewled as he caressed her skin. "I don't know, am I?"
"Your hands are telling otherwise." Adrien peered at her through his lashes as she ran her fingers along his nipples. "Also, the fact that you're sitting on me naked would be another clue. Or is that the alcohol talking?"
Marinette smirked and leaned down to press her breasts against his chest. "I don't know. What about you?" She brought her lips close to his as she searched his expression.
"I think…" Adrien rolled her onto her back and settled between her thighs. "You secretly want your roommate and dancer."
"Oh yeah?" Marinette wrapped her arms around his neck and tilted her head with a smirk.
"Mm-hm… especially because you happen to be in my bed." Adrien brushed his lips against hers in a soft kiss.
She moaned and parted her lips as he pulled away from her slightly to peer into her seductive gaze. He ran the warm tip of his tongue along her bottom lip and flicked her top one, causing her to softly moan again. She darted her tongue out to meet his and he pressed his lips against hers as she pulled him closer.
He moaned against her lips as he rolled his hips against hers. She gasped as she felt his cock press against her entrance. Adrien swirled his tongue around hers and brushed his lips against hers as he slid his hand up to caress her breast in his hand. He pinched her nipple between his index and thumb, causing it to harden. Adrien gently tugged on it as he continued to kiss her.
Marinette arched her back and slid her hands down his back until she reached his muscular ass. She gripped it in her hands and dug her nails into his muscles. Adrien groaned and slowly entered her tight entrance.
She broke the kiss to gasp as he stretched her open. Her hand flew above her as she gripped the grey comforter in her fist. Marinette kept her sapphire eyes locked on his emerald ones as he slipped deeper within her.
Adrien let out a groan as he ran his hand down her side and gripped her hip. She let out a moan as she tilted her head back in ecstasy.
"Holy- fuck." Marinette gasped the words past her lips as he slowly rolled his hips into her like he had done prior in the club. "You dance like-"
Adrien chuckled as he bent down to bite her neck. "Like I fuck? Yes, I do."
"Yes…" Marinette couldn't focus as she closed her eyes, parted her lips, and let out a loud moan while he sucked on her neck and nibbled on it.
He slid his hand up her thigh and shoved it up to bury his cock deeper. She gasped and clutched at his back, raking her nails down it. He let out a loud groan as he rolled them over so that she was on top. Adrien gripped her hips as she slowly rolled her hips. Her mind flashed back to the dance that he gave her as she rose and fell on his hips.
He ran his hands down to her calves and gripped them with his nails, raising his hips to meet her movements with his own. He watched her arch her back and moan as she rode him. Adrien took her hands and helped hold her up as she got on her feet and began to bounce up and down.
He groaned as she gripped his hands hard. She dropped back down to her knees and he slid his hands back to her hips, guiding her. She panted and moaned loudly as she gripped his pecs in her hands and ran her thumbs along his peaked nipples. Adrien watched her through his lashes before he pulled her down into a kiss.
Marinette continued to roll her hips as she ran her tongue along his. Adrien groaned and dug his nails into her hips as his lips and tongue brushed against hers. His thighs shook as he got closer. He could feel her whole body tense up and tremble.
Adrien broke the kiss and sat up slightly to bring one of her nipples into his mouth. He licked, sucked, and nibbled along her peaked nipple. Marinette trembled and panted with her eyes closed as she felt his hand slide up to pinch and tug on her other nipple.
"Ah… God… I'm gonna- ah! Adrien!" Marinette couldn't coherently put words together as she heard him breathing harder and moaning along with her.
He was just as close as she was. He rolled her back beneath him and she wrapped her legs around her waist to keep him against her as he rolled his hips.
She watched him as his lips parted and dug her nails into his back muscles while he dug his nails into the comforter as they both fell over the edge in unison. They rode out their orgasm and panted, trying to catch their breaths.
Adrien pulled out and rolled over to lay beside her. She sighed as she stared at his ceiling in bliss. Adrien touched her hip and pulled her close to him. She rested her hand on his chest and softly hummed as he wrapped an arm around her. They didn't say anything as they slowly drifted off to sleep.
000
Marinette nearly tripped as she ran up to Alya and Kagami at the small cafe near her apartment. She had an arm over her chest and her fingernail between her teeth as she waited to talk to them. She yanked them away from the cafe for a moment.
"What is your deal, girl?" Alya stared at her anxious best friend.
"I'm late." Marinette gasped out and Kagami stared at her confused.
"You're on time." Kagami stared at her phone and Alya nudged her.
"I don't think she means to our lunch date." Alya rolled her eyes at her.
"Oh… Wait! Oh, my, God!" Kagami freaked out and covered her mouth. "When?"
"It was only one night… Doesn't mean I'm pregnant right? My body could just be playing a trick on me." Marinette awkwardly giggled and suddenly grabbed Alya's upper arms and shook her. "Right? Oh… tell me I'm being stupid and overreacting!"
Alya sighed and tried to get her thoughts straight. "When did it happen and what happened?"
Marinette blushed and tapped her index fingertips together. "Remember when you two took me to the club… and I got dances from… Chat. And… then I got wasted. And then…"
"HA! I knew you'd end up in his bed!" Alya pointed at her and Marinette gripped her bangs in her fists and groaned.
"How did I get myself into this mess? It was one drunk night and that stupid red dress! And you two! You two made me go to that damn club!" Marinette blamed them as she began to pace. "Why did you let me drink? Why did you let him dance for me?"
"Was it at least good?" Kagami nudged Marinette and she sighed as she slumped onto a bench.
"Yes… He fucks like he dances." Marinette gave in as she pressed her thighs together. "Best sex I have ever had."
"Oh shit. Alright, well… either way you have to take a test. You'll never know unless you do. We'll stay with you. Forget lunch. Let's go to the store… and…" Alya touched Marinette's shoulders with her hands.
"NO! NO WAY! I DON'T WANT TO KNOW!" Marinette flung her arms out and Kagami sat down and put an arm around her after Alya let her go.
"It's going to be okay. We'll figure this out. It could be a negative. You never know." Kagami smiled for her and tried to see the positives in the whole ordeal.
"Adrien is going to FLIP!" Marinette cried out as she slammed her elbows onto her thighs.
"He won't flip if he doesn't know… and if it's negative then he doesn't have to know." Alya winked at Marinette and she groaned.
"I feel wrong not telling him. I mean I got him drunk." Marinette cried out and both of the girls were shocked.
"You got him drunk?" Kagami giggled and watched her nod.
"How?" Alya became curious as she watched Marinette sigh and look down as her thighs. She fell against the back of the bench.
"Vodka." Marinette mumbled as she tried to hide.
"How many shots?" Kagami giggled as she became curious.
Marinette groaned and held up eight fingers.
"Well, he probably doesn't remember it." Alya burst out laughing and Marinette looked up at her.
"Oh no… he does. Trust me." Marinette thought about how many times he passed by her to pull her against him and capture her lips. How many times he held her close. How many times he ambushed her in the kitchen while she cooked or baked. There wasn't a moment that they didn't have their hands on one another. They did everything but have sex.
"What do you mean?" Kagami stared at her and Marinette grumbled under her breath.
"He can't keep his hands off me and neither can I." Marinette wanted the Earth to swallow her whole.
"Maybe his parts don't work." Kagami shrugged as they helped Marinette up. "Wouldn't that just be miraculous?"
"Seriously, Kagami?" Alya scolded her and took Marinette's hand. "C'mon girl, let's go get you a test. It'll be fine. I'm sure it'll be negative."
Marinette sighed and took a deep breath. "Okay. Let's go. I still can't believe I let myself be so stupid!"
"It'll be okay." Kagami smiled and they walked down the street to a drugstore.
"Don't let me drink ever again." Marinette begged them as they stepped into the drugstore.
They wandered down the aisles and found the family planning aisle. Marinette looked over the millions of tests.
"Blue or red?" Kagami looked over the different brands.
"I heard blue ones can give false positives. So, I'd go red." Alya shrugged and Marinette began to panic again.
"Great… red… like that damn dress." Marinette cursed under her breath and the girls sighed.
"Would you focus on the negative possibility? You haven't even done it yet and you don't know yet." Alya rolled her eyes and grabbed a random red test. "Here let's go."
The girls led her to the register and paid for it. They walked out and headed to Alya's apartment.
"We're not going to mine?" Marinette whined and the girls looked at her.
"You do know Adrien lives there. Do you want him to find the test in the trash can? Even if it's a negative he'll have some questions." Alya put her foot down and Marinette gave in as they headed to her friend's place.
They walked into Alya's apartment and the girls shoved her into the bathroom with the test. Marinette shoved the box at Kagami. "I can't do it." She shoved her hands over her eyes.
"Here. I'll open it for you." Alya grabbed the box and ripped it open.
She took the test out and passed it to Marinette; while she shoved the instructions at Kagami. "Read the directions!"
Kagami sighed and began to read. "Do not stick the test into your vagina."
"Are you fucking serious?" Alya rolled her eyes and grabbed the directions from her. She read that line and scoffed. "What dumbass would… Oh never mind.. Why ask?" She shoved the instructions back at Kagami.
"With the test window aimed away from you, angle the test and pee on it for five seconds. Then replace the cap and set it on a flat surface for three to ten minutes. Do not read it past the ten minutes mark. Oh! You can use a sterile cup too. If you want." Kagami became excited and Marinette began to panic again.
Alya gave Kagami a weirded out expression and shoved Marinette into the bathroom. "Look, we'll be here. Just focus on it being negative."
Marinette nodded and swallowed hard as she took a deep breath. "One line."
"One line." Both of the women smiled as she shut the door.
Alya rubbed her forehead with her finger and thumb as she waited for her.
Marinette paced back and forth as she took a deep breath. "But it was only one night!"
"Only takes one night, Marinette." Kagami called through the door and Marinette undid her jeans and sat down.
She stared at the test in her trembling hands and took the cap off.
"You can do it. It'll be okay. Either way you have to do it." Alya called through the door as she pressed her hands against the door.
"Fine!" Marinette gave up and tried to remember the steps that she had been told.
The girls waited a few minutes and then spoke in unison. "Did you do it yet?"
"I'm frickin' waiting! It's on the damn sink! Jesus!" Marinette cursed as she flushed the toilet and redid her jeans.
She walked to the sink and washed her hands before she flung the bathroom door open. Marinette stared at two eager women and groaned as she busted past them to sit on Alya's couch.
The girls followed her as Marinette held her phone in her hand. She watched the timer tick by and tapped her foot on the ground.
"What do you think he'll say if you are?" Kagami's mind began to wander and Alya kicked her in the shin.
Marinette wailed as she threw her hands up and held her hand in her hands. "He works tonight. Could you imagine what he would do if he came home to me being like hey, Adrien… by the way I'm having your baby because of one night of being a dumbass and getting you drunk!" She wanted to cry as her heart sped up and leapt into her throat. "We can barely afford our apartment! How will we pay for a baby?"
"Stop. Just calm down. You don't know for sure." Alya held her in her arms as Marinette's phone began to go off.
"She will now…" Kagami spoke under her breath and Alya kicked her again. "OW!"
Marinette covered her face and whimpered. "I can't look. You two look!"
Alya stood up with Kagami and held their hands out to her. "Alright, let's go look together. As a team."
Marinette took their hands and walked with them to Alya's bathroom. She took a deep breath and all three of them looked down at the test.
"Shit." All three of them cursed as two red lines stared back at them.
Marinette grabbed the test and sat on the toilet lid with the test in her lap. Tears came to her eyes as she ran her hand over her stomach. "What am I going to do? What am I going to say? What do you say?" Marinette burst into tears as her stomach felt sick from her nerves.
"Well, you said he was working. So, you have time." Alya tried to reason with her.
"We could go… to his work." Kagami suggested as she stared at Marinette.
"There is no way I'm telling him at work. What am I going to do? Walk up to him while he's giving a girl a lap dance and go, hey… Adrien. Guess what? You're going to be a father." Marinette made fun of herself and the situation; while the girls cringed.
"Why don't you wait for him to come home and then tell him?" Alya suggested and Marinette swallowed hard.
"It's so hard. Why is this so hard?" Marinette sobbed as she panicked again.
"Okay, take a deep breath and let's think about this. What is the worst that he would do?" Kagami stared at the two girls and Alya glared at her.
"The obvious would be for him to leave and move out." Alya rolled her eyes and attended to their worried friend. "Look, just bake something for him and take a deep breath. Then when he gets home… tell him. It'll be okay. Even if he runs? You still have us."
Marinette took a deep breath and nodded as she stood up, becoming determined. "I'll see you girls later. Thank you." She hugged them both and threw the test away. She took the second test from Alya before she left the bathroom.
She made her way out of the apartment and down the street to the store to grab what she needed to make pain au chocolat.
000
Adrien walked through the apartment door and was hit with the scent of freshly baked bread and warm chocolate. He let his bag fall to the ground as he found Marinette in the kitchen wearing a pink vintage dress with white lace edging and a white apron. She pulled out a baking sheet of pain au chocolat and he walked up behind her to wrap his arms around her waist as she set it down on the counter.
He kissed her cheek and smiled, "Did you make those for me? Because you know they're one of my favorites."
"I need to talk to you." Marinette worried her bottom lip and played with her oven mitts.
"Okay." Adrien let her go and turned the oven off. He led her over to the couch and Marinette stopped him for a moment.
"Are you sure you don't want one of those first? To ease the… thing I have to tell you about." Marinette sat down with him and he raised an eyebrow at her.
"Somehow I think it'd probably be best if I didn't eat something for now." Adrien took her hands in his.
"I- Remember when we got drunk…" Marinette worried her bottom lip and didn't meet his eyes.
"Which time?" Adrien tilted his head because they had drank more than one night recently.
"The night that you danced for me." Marinette slowly gazed up at him.
"Yes. I remember, Marinette. What about it?" Adrien became confused as she stood up and grabbed his hands.
"Where are we going?" Adrien stood up and let her drag him down the hallway.
Marinette didn't say anything and his heart raced in his chest as she led him into the bathroom. Adrien swallowed hard as she pulled him up to the sink and gestured to the white stick that was sitting there.
Adrien searched her broken gaze and picked it up with a trembling hand. He flipped it over and his eyes widened as two red lines stood out.
"But it was one night. And we were drunk. And-" Adrien ran a hand through his hair as she worried her bottom lip and broke down into tears. "No, wait. Mari…" Adrien threw the test into the sink and wrapped his arms around her.
"I am so so sorry. I am so sorry that I was so careless and stupid. And drunk!" Marinette burst out and Adrien just held her, running his fingers through her hair. He smelled of smoke and alcohol; which didn't sit right with her. Not that it ever did smell pleasing on him, but something about it comforted her and felt familiar.
"Don't apologize when I'm just as guilty, Marinette." Adrien shushed her as he rocked her back and forth. "Look, we'll figure it out. Promise. I love you. I've always loved you. I was ecstatic when I saw that Alya and Kagami finally got you to come in. I chose to drink. I chose to touch you. I chose to let you touch me. I chose this. Okay? I could have stopped you at anytime. Please calm down. It'll be okay."
"We don't have the funds…" Marinette burst out into more tears and Adrien soothed her with his hand on her back.
"No one is ready to have a baby no matter how much you plan and save, Marinette. But you and I? We got this. I'll just have to work a little bit harder. Maybe get a second job. But that's okay because this baby and you are so very worth it." Adrien touched her chin and tilted her head up so that her gaze met his warm one. "I am yours. Forever and always. No matter what."
"Okay. I believe you. Just don't run." Marinette let more tears fall.
"Wouldn't dream of it, baby." Adrien smiled and leaned down to capture her lips.
Songs I wrote to:
Filthy by Justin Timberlake
Tempo by Lizzo ft. Missy Elliot
Between You and Me by One Bit and Louisa
The Negative from The Waitress Musical (what started this whole thing, haha)
I Am Yours by Any Grammer