Note: I'm going back to working on my original novels, but I figured I would drop this update. :) Thank you for reading, reviewing, favoriting, and following! :)
Kagami sat with her coffee between her hands as she watched Alya drink her own. She worried her bottom lip as she thought about Luka and what they had done for her.
"I was thinking… what if we invite a few friends to the club. Ones that haven't seen each other in ages, but had this huge thing for one another in lycee." Kagami poked at her fruit tart.
"Kagami… even if we thought that was a good idea. There is no guarantee that these people even care about one another anymore." Alya rolled her eyes and used her hand to speak.
"But! There is still a possibility, right? Plus with how those men move now… if they knew they were dancers now? Could you imagine?" Kagami became excited about the very thought.
"I can imagine some of them only going to see what they look like now and less about whether they still wanted them or not as a person. I don't know if that's an amazing idea." Alya took a bite of her croissant.
"I mean… you guys got me with Luka. We got Marinette with her roommate, of all people. And you got Nino. You can't tell me that not one soul from lycee would want something like THAT." Kagami gestured with her hand and Alya sighed.
"I'd have to ask Nino to put something together with the boys. I don't know what they'd say. It's been years, Kagami." Alya picked up her coffee cup and brought it to her lips.
"See what he says." Kagami became more excited as the conversation switched to work.
000
Marinette sat on the couch of their apartment knitting a baby blanket. She had picked a light green to match parts of Adrien's eyes. It was a lovely spring color and it appealed to her. Suddenly the news came on and she peered up to see a woman with dark reddish hair and white tips sitting with Nadja.
"Thank you Lila Rossi for joining us this evening. We hope that you can shed some light on this situation. We heard that you are trying to start up an online campaign to help your cause." Nadja held her tablet in her lap as she smiled at the woman across from her.
"Yes. It was horrible." Lila let fake tears fall down her cheeks as she sniffed for the viewers.
"May I ask how this all started? How you came to decide to start this Sexual Harassment Awareness Act?" Nadja didn't want to step on her toes and upset the woman more, but she wanted to know more and so did the world.
Lila took a tissue from the rectangular box beside her on a round side table. "It all started when my friends wanted to take me out for a night of fun."
Marinette's eyes widened and she dropped her knitting needles into her lap as she focused on the television.
"As most friends do on the weekends…" Nadja shifted gears to pay close attention to her story.
"And there was this man dancing at the strip club that my friends forced me to go to. Adrien, I believe his name was. I mean he's only one of the many men that dance at this place, but he's the-" Lila feigned not being able to get the words out.
Nadja reached over to gently touch her hand. "It's alright. Take your time."
"He-" She blotted her eyes with a tissue. "My friends wanted me to pay for the VIP experience. And I was so- so nervous. But I did it anyway."
Adrien walked into the room with his toothbrush in his mouth and a white towel around his waist as he froze staring at the television.
"What happened once you were in that VIP room, Lila?" Nadja kept her voice cool and calm so that she didn't upset her.
"He- He had me sit down on the couch. He told me he was going to make me do things that no other man had made me do. He- he then proceeded to touch me. I told him no, but- but he ignored it…" Lila began to full blown sob and Marinette looked over her shoulder at an irritated Adrien. "He- came after me. Pushed me against the wall- and- and he lifted my dre-"
Suddenly Adrien ran over, snatched the remote, and shut it off.
"What the hell… is that?" Marinette searched his broken gaze as he clenched his teeth. "What kind of psycho bullshit is she spewing from her-"
Adrien placed his finger over her lips. "Shush. Stop. I don't know how to deal with this shit. Fuck. Hang on." He sat down beside her on the couch with his head in his hands. "I don't know how to process this. This is bad. Real bad. Fuck."
"Adrien… what does this mean? For you? For Plagg? For the club?" Marinette was more than worried as she ran her hand over her stomach. "For our kitten?"
Adrien groaned and peered down with his bangs in his fists. "Means if she gets this out further? The club is gonna lose revenue and I need to solve this shit fast before I end up in court. Worse yet prison. God… fucking… damnit!"
"Calm down. We'll figure this shit out." Marinette touched his bicep and his angry panting calmed down as he took deep breaths. "It's okay. There has to be a way out of this."
"Yeah." The word came out of Adrien's mouth clipped and irritated as he widened his eyes for a moment in anger. "But I'm coming up empty."
"Same." Marinette sighed as she sat back and ran her fingers over her stomach. Suddenly her stomach flipped and she sat up.
"What?" Adrien grabbed the couch like he was going to have to do something to help her, causing the drama to go to the back of his mind.
Marinette swallowed hard as she felt sick to her stomach. She groaned and took deep breaths for a moment.
"What? Talk to me. Marinette!" Adrien was suddenly thrown into a panic.
Marinette held up her hand and covered her mouth with the other as she ran out of the room and into their bathroom. Adrien hopped over the couch and took off after her.
"Marinette. Talk to m-" Adrien stalled in the doorway as she threw herself over the toilet to be sick. "-e. Nevermind. Here." Adrien walked up to her calmly and got on his knees to gather her hair as she emptied her stomach.
Sobs escaped her lips as she wiped her mouth before she gagged again. "Pregnancy sucks ass… Why does no one tell you how much it sucks!" She burst into more tears as she leaned back on her heels and grabbed toilet paper to wipe her mouth.
"Because then no one would want to be pregnant." Adrien softly chuckled as he put her hair up into a messy bun and flushed the toilet for her. "Here." Adrien held his hand out to her and she held her finger up as she got sick again. Adrien sighed and sat down behind her to run his hand along her back. "I would ask if you're okay, but I'm gonna just sit here with my big mouth shut."
"Be- best if you do." Marinette could barely get the words out as she held her stomach and tried to take deep breaths.
"You're gorgeous. You know that?" Adrien watched her peer over her shoulder with a confused expression.
"There is no way in hell you find this…" Marinette gestured to the bowl and herself. "Sexy. Also…" She shoved him. "Your cologne or whatever it is... is making me sick."
Adrien sighed and stood up. Marinette watched him take off his towel and hang it up. She looked away as he turned on the shower beside her and stepped in before it got hot.
"Fuck! It's cold." Adrien shivered and started to rub plain water all over his body. "Have a scent you prefer? Smell all these soaps and tell me which one is fine."
Marinette groaned and stood up, flushing the toilet and rinsing her mouth out. She walked over and pulled the first one he handed her.
She smelled it and gagged before she covered her mouth with the back of her hand. "Not that one."
"Toss it out." Adrien spoke over the water before grabbing the next one.
"You want me to waste soap?" Marinette was shocked as she swallowed hard.
"If it makes you sick? Yes. Throw it out." Adrien shrugged and passed her the next one. "What about that one?"
Marinette brought it to her nose. It was sweeter and smelled like lemon and honey. "That one's fine." She passed him it and she heard him sigh with relief. She burst out laughing for a moment.
"What?" Adrien chuckled as he took the soap to rub all over his body.
"Nothing. You sighing like it's the biggest relief in the world." Marinette giggled more as she went to brush her teeth.
"Look, I only have so much soap and I don't have all day." Adrien laughed and Marinette snorted.
"Rude! I'm pregnant with your child!" Marinette scolded him as she laughed harder.
Adrien burst out laughing as she heard him turn off the shower and climb out. He grabbed his towel and started to dry his hair and body. He wrapped it back around his waist and came up behind her. "Does this appease, M'Lady?"
Marinette burst out in a short laugh and sniffed him. "Yes. You smell so much better now."
Adrien rolled his eyes. "Anything else that makes you sick, Princess?"
"I don't know. It just started." Marinette shrugged and Adrien kissed her cheek.
"I'm going to go get ready to go to the club. We're all dancing tonight and I can only imagine what Plagg is going to say about this whole thing." Adrien sighed as he left the bathroom.
"DO YOU WANT ME TO GO WITH?" Marinette called after him.
"No… I WANT YOU TO STAY PUT WHERE IT'S SAFE!" Adrien called back as he shoved on a maroon g-string from his drawer.
Marinette walked out of their bathroom and into his bedroom, sitting on his bed. "You know…" Her gaze went from his muscular legs to his forest green eyes. "We need to turn one of our bedrooms into a baby nursery."
"Yeah. True." Adrien sighed as he ran his hand through his wet hair, looking for his clothes.
"What song are you guys doing tonight?" Marinette gazed at his amazing muscular ass as he walked around his bedroom, searching.
"Um…" Adrien brushed his hair behind his ears as he threw his hands up and slapped the sides of his thighs afterwards. "It's Attention by Todrick Hall."
Marinette nodded and stood up, walking to his closet. Adrien stared at her as she began to yank clothing out, throwing the items onto his bed. "There."
Adrien peered down to see shiny gold tiny shorts that left little to the imagination, a black leather harness that was made to cross over his chest in thick bands, and a wine red mesh tee. "A bit uh… risque don't you think?"
"Is it?" Marinette walked over to grab the harness, holding it out to him on her index finger. "Because… I wanna see you in this."
Adrien smirked and took the harness from her finger, undoing one of the buckles to slide it over his head and onto his body. He fasted the buckle around his torso, right beside his left pec muscle. He did it with ease like he had done it a million times before.
"Alright. Hand me the damn tiny shorts. I haven't worn this shit in ages." He held his hand out and wiggled his fingers in a 'hand it over' motion.
Marinette giggled and threw the shorts at him. He slipped them on and pulled them to sit low on his hips, showing off the deep 'V' at his hips. She walked up and ran her fingers beneath the leather harness before she suddenly yanked him closer.
"I like this look on you." She played with the metal O-Rings that sat above his pecs where the leather began to criss-cross over them. "Why don't you wear this more often?"
"Not many songs call for this." Adrien watched her run her fingers along the cool material.
"Well that needs to change." Marinette giggled and pushed him away to grab his mesh shirt. "Here."
Adrien took the shirt and slipped it over his head and onto his body with ease. "Now, I just need my black jacket and joggers to shove over this."
"Do you have… to?" Marinette grabbed his shirt in her fists as she reached up on her toes to brush her lips against his.
"Afraid so, Princess." Adrien gently kissed her and set her aside so that he could grab his black leather jacket and black knit joggers.
Marinette watched him throw stuff over it and pull the knit hood over his head as he left to get on black sneakers and to throw his keys into his pocket.
She walked up to him and pulled his jacket, causing him to stumble back towards her. "Hey."
"What?" Adrien peered down at her as he caught his balance.
"It'll be okay. Alright?" Marinette fixed his jacket and watched him nod.
Marinette's phone went off as Adrien kissed her before he left out the front door. She sighed and sat on the couch to answer her phone.
"Hello?" Marinette heard Alya's familiar voice.
"Hey, girl… We're going to the club. You gotta come with! We're getting all of the girls from lycee to come! Nate included." Her best friend's voice came across excited.
"I'd love to but I can't." Marinette thought about how Adrien didn't want her to go in. "And you shouldn't either. It's not safe right now."
"Because of this Lila chick that's on the news?" Alya raised an eyebrow at it. "I saw that. What is she talking about?"
Marinette groaned and gave her the whole story. "And now she's trying to turn it backwards and blame Adrien for it."
"She sounds like a bitch. We'll go and tell you what happens." Alya went to hang up when Marinette burst out.
"Wait!" Marinette sighed as she stood up to get dressed. "I'll come with. Just give me a moment to get dressed."
"Adrien is going to kill you, you know that right?" Alya sighed and Marinette cleared her throat.
"I'd rather you all be safe." Marinette scrambled to put on black leggings and a loose red top that was long. She quickly shoved on red ballet flats and grabbed her bag before she left the apartment. "Where are you guys at?"
"Kagami's, but we'll meet you outside of the club." Alya hung up the phone once Marinette agreed.
000
Adrien shoved open the door to Plagg's office and found him on the phone yelling at someone. He cringed and flinched as Plagg peered up at him with a glare.
"It's fine! I got it!" Plagg hung up his phone and grabbed a cigar, clipping the end and placing it between his lips.
"Bad news?" Adrien sat down in the leather chair across from him.
"Who the FUCK is this chick?" Plagg lit the end and sucked in smoke, letting it burn his chest.
"A piece of shit." Adrien groaned as he hit his forehead with his hand.
"I got that. Believe me, kid. But what is this shit she's spewing about you?" Plagg leaned back in his chair as he stared at him.
"Lies. Loads of lies and her money is carrying her to high places." Adrien sighed and gripped his hair.
"My club is going to fall to ruins if this isn't fixed. Plus your ass will be sitting in a jail cell. So, until I figure this out…" Plagg looked over the numbers of patrons that were in the club. "I'm losing money."
"I know. I know it's bad. I- I'll figure something out." Adrien sighed and stood up.
"Well if you're going to… figure that shit out fast. I'm going to do what I can on my end. Talk to the boys." Plagg waved him away and Adrien nodded before he left.
Adrien walked down the hallway with determined steps before he flung open the main hangout area for all the guys. He hardly went in there, but tonight that was going to change.
"Hey!" Adrien called out, causing all of the other men to stop what they were doing.
"I'm really sorry, man. I saw the news." Kim peered up at him as he stopped putting oil on his muscular arms.
"It's fine. Doesn't matter." Adrien cut his hand through the air to make him stop talking about it. "Plagg is going to lose this club if we don't think of something. I need talents. GO!" He snapped his fingers and twirled his wrist to make them start talking.
"I got aerial bands. I can dust them off and use them for a set." Kim shrugged as he threw on a white tank top.
"Good! Nino! What you got, man?" Adrien pointed at his best friend.
"I got… DJ skills? I can DJ for the crowd and somehow incorporate that into an act." Nino messed with his light tan fedora hat.
"Alright! Marc!" Adrien pointed at the dark haired man in the room that was wearing a mesh hoodie pulled over his head. He wore black eyeliner and a hot pink crop top beneath his hoodie and tiny matching shorts.
"I uh…" Marc rubbed his upper arm as he thought for a moment. "I got writing? I can write a poem about a person in the club and dance for them?"
"Sounds great! Who's next!" Adrien raised his hand and wiggled his fingers to get some more answers.
"I can sing and play guitar." Luka spoke up from the shadows. "I don't strip anymore, but I'd be down to do that if it helps."
"Great!" Adrien snapped his fingers and stared at Max. "Max?"
"I can make a dance using greenscreens. Like rain and doors appearing out of nowhere. Stuff like that." Max shrugged and Adrien nodded.
"Ivan?" Adrien stared at a heavily muscular man. "What you got for me?"
"I can lift heavy shit like two women on chairs and show off my strength skills?" Ivan shrugged and Adrien clapped.
"We got this shit. Let's work on that and give them a show worth paying for. We need to do more than fuck air, got it? Let's bring this motherfuckin' house down!" Adrien threw his fist in the air and rolled it to rile them up.
"You got it!" They yelled out and all fist bumped.
Nino walked up to Adrien and clapped him on the shoulder. "So uh… bro. What are you doing?"
"I'm going to install a pole up in this bitch and use it." Adrien smirked as he grabbed his friend's shoulders.
"Do you even know how to pole dance?" Nino raised an eyebrow at him.
"I do. I just don't do it often." Adrien winked at him and Nino laughed.
"I'll believe it when I see it." Nino clapped him on the back and walked away to finish getting ready.
000
Attention by Todrick Hall began to play and Marinette stared at the stage between Nate and Alya. She was excited to have everyone there with her, but she was also worried because of Lila being a serious threat. She worried her bottom lip as she watched Marc come out on stage in a hot pink crop top and tiny black mesh shorts with a hot pink thong beneath it. He had on black pvc boots that went up past his knees.
He held up a neon green megaphone and began to lip sync, 'Do I have your attention?', as he walked around the stage waving his hand at the crowd to get them into it. He walked down the middle as all the guys came out and slid along the stage to land around him in various poses.
Chat and Nino were up on their sides with their weight on their feet and one palm and their other hand behind their head. Ivan was in the back with his arms up behind his head, flexing his arms with his stance wide. Max had his thumbs hooked in the front of his shorts, tugging them down slightly. Kim was doing a full split in front of Marc leaning on his elbows, staring at the audience.
Marc placed his hand on his hip as he cocked it and gave attitude as he mouthed, 'Is you taking notes?'.
Nate swallowed hard as he watched Marc fling the megaphone down by his hip, causing Kim to bodyroll up to him and take it from his hand.
Marc suddenly crouched down and all of the men body rolled up onto their feet to mirror his movement. They began to thrust the air fast and shift their hands back and forth beside their hips, showing off their muscles as they flexed.
All of them men stood up straight and slid in front of Marc. He grabbed Chat and Nino's shoulders, shoving them aside to walk down the center of the row of men. He walked with one foot in front of the other, swaying his hips. He did a spin and suddenly bent over with his legs spread and shook his ass for the crowd. Everyone screamed as he ripped off his shorts, showcasing his muscular ass as it bounced with each shake.
Nate swallowed hard as heat pooled between his thighs. Marinette smiled over at the man next to her losing his shit.
Marc rolled his body as he stood up and suddenly suicided into a full split, bouncing his ass with his hands bracing his weight in front of him.
Kim ran his hand along Max's spine and slowly dipped the shorter man forward, ripping Max's pants from his hips and legs. Max parted his lips as Kim thrusted against his ass and smacked his hand along it, causing it to bounce. The crowd went wild as Chat grabbed Nino's pant loops and yanked him close, bringing his lips close to his. Chat reached up and flicked Nino's fedora from his head and turned around, pressing his back against Nino's chest. He began to quickly shift his ass against Nino's crotch with the beat and ripped the man's pants from his body. Nino grabbed Chat's hips, yanking him close and making their hips hit the beats before ripping his tiny shirts off.
Chat smacked Nino's hip and walked away from him to dance with the rest. They all dropped to their knees and slid to the front of the stage with Marc in the middle.
The megaphone was thrown back to Marc and he caught it with a hand on his hip and it turned up towards the air, 'Do I have your attention?'.
The crowd screamed as all of the men held their hands behind their back and stood up with perfect posture in thongs.
The song shifted to another one and they all lept from the stage to make their rounds around the room.
Marinette gasped when a bottle of water was sat down in front of her and soft lips were suddenly near her ear. She felt his warm breath on her ear and she ran her teeth along her bottom lip.
"Someone was supposed to stay home where it was safe." His voice came out alluring and she whined as she realized she had been caught.
"I wanted to make sure my friends were safe." Marinette turned her head to peer at Chat. She slipped her finger beneath his leather harness and yanked him closer. "This harness really does suit you."
Chat smirked and kissed her, "Now, drink water and go home please."
"No… I wanna stay." Marinette whined and he sighed as he crouched down beside her and grabbed the water to crack it open.
"Drink at least, please." Chat passed her the bottle and she took it from him.
"I wanted to make sure everything was okay." Marinette took a sip of the water.
"Everything is fine. I got it handled. I need you to go home and be a good girl. I'll be fine." Chat touched her chin and kissed her again. "Alya?!"
"Hm?" Alya turned her attention from Nino on her lap to Chat.
"Can you take my girl home, please?" Chat searched her gaze and she softly smiled.
"Of course." Alya slipped the last euro into Nino's thong and smacked his ass, causing him to kiss her and get up to dance on a man across from them. "C'mon girl."
"Can't I stay?" Marinette begged her best friend and Alya stared at Chat.
Chat sighed and held his hand out to Marinette. "Fine. In my dressing room, princess."
Marinette took his hand and let Chat lead her away from Marc thrusting his cock in Nate's blushing face.
"Why did you come here tonight?" Chat spoke to her as he led her down a hallway to his dressing room.
"I was worried. What's the plan?" Marinette searched his eyes and Chat ran a hand through his hair.
"The plan is to try to use our talents to make this club thrive longer. Plagg is working with the legalities. He and I are going to try and save my ass and this club's but I really need for you to stay home and be safe." Chat set her down on the couch in his dressing room.
Marinette nodded as he flopped onto the couch next to her and grabbed her legs to bring them over his own. He ran his hand up and down her thighs, more to comfort himself than her. She touched her rounded stomach and bit her bottom lip.
"You did good out there tonight." Marinette smiled as she peered up at an exhausted man.
"Thanks. I'm not even close to being free from here tonight. I wish I could take you home and just cuddle with you, but I can't." Chat ran his hand up to caress her stomach as she moved her out of the way. "This baby is going to be so lucky."
"Why's that?" Marinette ran her hand through his hair as he ran his fingers over her stomach.
Chat peered up at her with a warm smile. "Because they will have the best maman."
"And papa. Don't forget yourself, Adrien." Marinette touched his chin and leaned slightly to brush her lips against his when he met her the rest of the way.
Chat broke the kiss and softly laughed. "And papa."
Marinette giggled and heard him groan as he sat back to get up. "I'll be back. Gotta work. Stay here."
"Okay." Marinette ran her hand over her stomach as she smiled and watched him leave.
Song they danced to:
Attention by Todrick Hall
