Adrien was whisked away immediately.
He had off for the day and he couldn't have been more relieved.
Marinette usually worked night shifts, and Adrien had meant to ask but it wasn't long before he was distracted once more.
Adrien was thrilled that he and Marinette had been able to become much more closer as opposed to how they were before their wedding. A lot of things happened between them and by themselves, but they always found a way to bring themselves back together.
Adrien grunted, plopping against Marinette's white sofa with force. He glanced up, his heart squeezing in his chest as Marinette climbed atop of him.
She settled into his lap, and she bit her lip, shivering as his hands settled on her hips.
Adrien closed his eyes, moaning softly as her lips immediately pressed on to his. His brow furrowed as he focused on the kiss.
Marinette leaned into him, their mouths latching on to one another desperately. Her body remained flush against his and the young woman immediately reverted back to where she wanted to go the night before.
Her hands delicately trailed up his black shirt and her hips settled against his. Her heart squeezed inside of her chest as his tongue swiped the inside of her mouth.
Marinette breathed into his mouth, her fingertips running up and down his abs meticulously. There was a great satisfaction in knowing that she was able to snag one of Paris' coveted fashion models, but what was even more satisfying was that he wasn't that superficial pompous jerk she had assumed he would be.
In fact, he was the opposite. He was not only sexy and charming, but smart, funny, caring and patient as well. He was incredibly understanding and he was always there for her.
The more she thought about it, the more she was eager to give herself to him. She wanted him, she craved him, she needed him.
She pulled back, her lips slowly sliding off of his. Marinette sat up, tucking some hair behind her ears as she licked her lips softly.
Her lips parted, and she exhaled. Her chest heaved and Marinette settled more so against his groin.
Adrien breathed heavily, his lips blushing as he could still feel her lips attacking his. His green eyes moved up towards her face.
Adrien took in her uncertainty, and he couldn't help but to grow curious as to what she was thinking. He was completely enamoured by how beautifully her blush contrasted to her freckles.
She was truly beautiful.
"Do you want to?" Marinette asked, her voice quivering as her hands dropped down to the buttons of his khaki shorts. "I...I've been thinking about it since last night."
Adrien froze, his lips pressing together as he tried to let her question resonate with him.
He had to take in two factors.
Factor one: she wanted him just as bad as he wanted her.
Factor two: she had been thinking about him in that way since the night before.
He knew they didn't go that far in the shower the night before, but it was the closest they've ever had to it. They didn't even have sex and he had already experienced more with Marinette than he did with Kagami.
His heart pounded in his ears, and Adrien could immediately feel his face grow warm as he nodded.
"Y-Yeah, I'd want to. I mean, only if you'd let me." He stammered, feeling completely flustered at the fact that he felt as if he had agreed to a casual coffee.
Marinette bit her lip, the blush running to the tips of her ears. Her hands visibly trembled as she reached down to unbutton his shorts.
Marinette vividly remembered his length in the palm of her hand the night before, but this had felt different.
She wasn't releasing him so that she could jerk him off, but she was releasing him so that he could sink inside of her.
During that point, they were already naked, it was a given that something was bound to happen, but with her sitting on top of his hips there was nothing to distract them or put them in the moment.
The thought of lowering herself on to him while he thrust upwards almost made Marinette completely terrified.
Adrien gently reached up, his hands taking her wrists and stilling her completely as she struggled to undo the buttons of his shorts.
"Marinette..." Adrien whispered, lightly sitting up so that he could face her properly. "Don't force yourself to do anything you aren't ready for."
Marinette blushed deeply, her hands sliding into his briefly before she settled back.
"I-it's not that I don't want to." She conceded, her heart squeezing in her chest at the thought of being on top. "It's just...I'm thinking of ways to go about this without it feeling like I'm about to be impaled."
Adrien furrowed his brow, the male quickly shifting beneath her so he could eye her better.
His heart began to pound wildly in his chest and though Marinette possibly didn't mean what she said or meant how it came out, Adrien couldn't help but to feel a little offended.
"Marinette, I'm not going to impale you with my dick." Adrien retorted, parting his thighs beneath her and forcing the young woman off his lap.
Marinette pouted, lightly grabbing his arm with an apologetic glance.
"No, no, no, no!" Marinette whined, leaning on him with a grimace. "I didn't say you were going to impale me, I said it would feel like it." She reiterated, feeling awkward that they were even having this conversation.
Adrien blushed, sitting up on the sofa with a stiff posture. He tucked his hands between his knees and leaned forward, covering his nether regions with a posture of despair. He quickly glanced away from Marinette, his face growing hot as he wasn't sure if he could even look her in the eye.
"You say that as if I'm freakishly huge or something." Adrien muttered, keeping his eyes down onto the ground.
"I'm not saying you're freakishly large or that you'll hurt me..." Marinette assured, running her hand across his back tenderly. "I'm just pointing out that with my lack of experience, you're just bigger than anyone I've had. You just seem well endowed in my opinion."
"You're not helping." Adrien deadpanned, his face growing redder than a tomato. "Let's just...get to it when we get to it. You know I'm terrified of hurting you, but you seem to be afraid of it too..."
Adrien sighed, rubbing his hands together. "I want it to happen naturally and when we're both ready."
Marinette frowned, she understood where he was coming from, and he was right. She was afraid of the pain of that first time, but Marinette knew she was ready for it.
She knew foreplay was a key component of sexual arousal, she would have been more than happy to experiment with that too.
Marinette pulled back, parting her lips to offer a rebuttal, but paused the moment Adrien's phone began to buzz inside of his pocket.
Adrien sighed, knowing all too well what that ringtone meant. He'd figure that after all this time he would have deleted Kagami's number and reset her ringtone, but he had been so distracted lately that he never really got around to it.
He dug into his pockets, quickly shutting off his phone before Marinette could become suspicious. Adrien threw his phone to the side, his heart sinking into his stomach as Marinette shifted awkwardly beside him.
"Was that your ex?" Marinette pressed, her voice inquisitive as she settled into the space beside him. She perked her brow, cocking her head to the side as it was evident she knew the answer, but waited on a confirmation.
Adrien pressed his lips together, suddenly feeling small at the question. He knew the better option was to be honest with her. He had finally started over with someone knew, someone he really cared about.
Adrien enjoyed Marinette's company and certainly didn't want to screw up what they were building, especially because his cousin did it to her. Kagami did it to him, the last thing he wanted to do was hide things and place that hurt onto someone else.
"Y-Yeah. I haven't talked to her in awhile. I'm assuming she's calling me because she needs an answer to her question." Adrien deadpanned, leaning into the sofa and crossing his arms tautly against his chest.
Marinette watched him, pursing her lips as she leaned into the back of the sofa with a soft sigh.
She brought her knees up to her chest, where she began to tap her fingertips against her knees as she allowed the silence to briefly envelop them.
"A-Are you going to give her an answer?" Marinette asked, her heart squeezing inside of her chest. "I mean, are you going to tell her about us?"
Adrien glanced back at her, a small grimace on his face before he reached over and placed his arms around her shoulders. He tugged her closer to him, eliciting a surprised gasp from the young woman as he kissed the top of her head softly.
"Of course I'm going to tell her, I wouldn't keep that a secret." Adrien sighed, his fingers lightly brushing through her thick dark locks. "I'm just worried about how that'll turn out."
Marinette blushed, pressing her cheek against his chest with a soft hum. She held onto him, feeling comfortable in the way that he held her. It was a feeling she could never get enough of. She absolutely adored the feeling that she felt whenever he held her.
"I understand." Marinette whispered, hearing the way his heart accelerated at the sound of Kagami's name. "I think it's important that you take your time and be thorough when you're ready, but I don't think you should lead her on or wait too long."
"I know how she is." Adrien interjected.
"I know you're coming from a place of reason, but I'm worried about how she'll react to it. I didn't notice that she had an abrasive side to her before, but for some reason when it comes to you, she turns into this different person. I don't want her to get upset-"
"By choosing your wife?!" Marinette immediately spoke, cutting him off with a sharp tongue. Her heart squeezed in her chest as she didn't want to turn this into an argument.
"I know this was all one huge shit storm, Adrien. I know that where we are was a surprise and simply unexpected but Kagami needed to accept it then and she needs to accept it now. We're married, I'm your wife. We are in this together. She lied to you, she hurt you and she surely manipulated the both of us into thinking that we were in the wrong when she knew what she was doing the whole time."
Adrien exhaled, listening to what Marinette had to tell him. He knew she was right. Kagami didn't deserve a second chance and it wasn't possible that she was going to get one. He was married and devoted to Marinette. It went without saying that since meeting her, he had never felt so free and happy. She certainly changed his life for the better. Marinette hadn't given Adrien a reason not to trust her and despite his relationship with Kagami hurting her, she had stood by his side.
"I mentioned before that I have no intention of divorcing you. Yes, I can finally say that I'm happily married. I know that I can't lead her on, and it'd be the best idea for the both of us if not all three of us if I just take a day or two to figure out how I'm going to word this and break the news to her." Adrien elucidated with a strain in his voice.
The male reached over, taking Marinette's hand into his before resting them on to his lap.
"You're in my life now..." he murmured, averting his gaze back towards Marinette who began to blush profusely. "I chose you."
Marinette parted her lips, her chest growing tight as the words he spoke out only ignited butterflies in her stomach.
She offered him a warm smile, her breath escaping her lips as she leaned forward.
Her eyes fluttered closed, and within moments, her lips touched on to his.
She held on to him, her nose lightly brushing against his as he kissed her back.
He gently reached up, his hand cupping her cheek as he effectively ended that conversation.
The clock ticking reverberated within Alya's ears.
It was almost as if she could hear every tap and click. She crossed her legs, her heart squeezing in her chest as she glanced up at the clock in the corner of the wall.
She pressed her lips together, her fingers tapping on her lap.
The brunette sunk into her seat, her eyes following the lines of the teal green wall intersecting with the white ceiling. Her eyes moved down to towards the other people in the room.
Alya felt like she wanted to run.
She had never been to a prenatal clinic before and part of her worried that she'd have to go through a few uncomfortable procedures. She had heard many stories from her mother how her pregnancy went with her and her younger sisters.
If ultrasounds were as comfortable as her mother made it, Alya certainly wasn't looking forward to it.
She bit her lip, curling her fingers against her palms, clenching her hands into fists as anxiety began to override her once more. Alya had to admit that once she had the chance to actually see her baby, her life wouldn't be the same.
She was nervous, she was anxious, she was certainly excited.
She glanced up, exhaling as she pushed her glasses up the bridge of her nose. Her pupils shrank as Nino entered the waiting room. The male glanced around curiously, before his eyes eventually settled on hers.
He offered Alya a warm smile as he began to casually make his way over towards her.
"You're late." Alya deadpanned, crossing her arms as he sat beside her. She turned her face away, her eyes trained on the nurse who seemed to shuffle through paperwork behind the counter.
"S-Sorry." Nino replied sheepishly. "I was distracted by something on my way here." His voice trailed off as his cheeks grew dark from the blush that crawled across his skin like a herd of angry fire ants.
"For three hours?" Alya mused, perking a brow so that she could finally look at him. "Something distracted you on your way here for three hours?"
Nino parted his lips, about to offer a rebuttal but instead decided against it. He sunk into his chair, biting his lip as the nurse approached the both of them.
Alya sighed, immediately throwing away any suspicions she had. She gingerly reached over, taking Nino's hand with desperation.
She never knew that it was possible to be so excited, and scared all at the same time.
It was time to finally see their baby.
"It's normal to not hear the baby's heartbeat so early in the pregnancy."
The words simply bounced off her ears and into thin air. Alya couldn't focus on what was being said to her, but in fact could only focus on what she could see on the monitor in front of her.
She heard many stories about the jelly used for ultrasounds being kind of cold, and indeed those stories did prove to be true. But those were the small things she simply couldn't put her mind to at the time being.
Nino and Alya both fixated on the screen, seeing the tiny blob that sat inside of her belly.
"So you're about six weeks." The nurse informed, offering the couple a warm smile. "We'll get you on prenatal care right away, Ms. Cesaire."
Alya blinked, her eyes flickering around the blob that sat still.
"Wow..." Nino murmured, unable to blink as he admired the tiny blob he and Alya created. "The baby is so so tiny. Is he gonna come out like that?"
Alya nearly gutted him with her elbow. She chortled softly, shaking her head as the blush from beneath her skin began to heat her face. She bit her lip, hoping that the nurse took Nino's ignorance as a joke.
"No, the baby is going to grow, dummy." She teased, propping herself up to get a better look as the nurse began to take electronic measurements. "Obviously I'm going to be bigger than a planet, and stop calling the baby a 'he'; we don't know the gender yet."
Nino shook his head, a confident smile stretching across his lips as he moved his eyes back towards Alya.
"Nah, I know my genes. This is going to be a boy."
Alya rolled her eyes, relaxing into the bedding as the nurse began to wipe the residue off of her skin.
"Then in spite of you, I hope it's a girl."
Nino laughed softly, pressing a gentle kiss to her head as the nurse excused herself to grab a prescription for prenatal care.
"Boy or girl, I know I'm going to spoil our first child." Nino murmured, his heart racing inside of his chest at the thought of the two of them raising a child together.
It was certainly a long journey ahead, and he knew he wouldn't be easy, but he couldn't imagine doing so with anyone else.
Alya hummed, closing her eyes as she attempted to envisage it as well. It was a heart warming thought, but she knew she was going to miss her old lifestyle.
"I guess all that's left now is to tie up loose ends and enjoy the sleep now while we can." She joked.
Nino bit his lip, his hand reaching for hers.
"Speaking of tying loose ends. I left my apartment early so that I can arrive here on time, but on the way I saw something in a shop that inspired me."
Alya furrowed her brow and she pulled back so that she could get a better look at him.
"You were late because you saw something inside of a shop that inspired you?" She narrowed her eyes at him, wondering what kind of excuse was it.
Nino exhaled, shaking the nerves out of his joints.
"I know I didn't do it properly, and I know we talked about giving you the Cinderella wedding you've always wanted, but I thought you deserved a token as well."
Alya rested her head back against the pillow as she tugged her shirt down, covering her cold belly.
"Nino, I have no idea what you're talking about." She laughed softly, biting her lip as she moved her eyes too look at him again.
Nino shook his head, reaching into his pocket.
He nervously pulled out a blue velvet box and held it into his palm.
"I want to ask you properly, Alya." He murmured, his voice quivering.
Alya widened her eyes, her heart squeezing into her throat. Nino had already asked her, of course not formally but this had been an entirely new center of gravity.
"Please, give me the honor of being your husband. Allow me to be on your team for the rest of our lives..."
Alya pressed her lips together as words tried to spill through her lips but she couldn't get them out. Her heart only picked up the pace the moment Nino opened the box, revealing a modest diamond band in the inside.
Her eyes moved back to Nino who awaited her answer lovingly.
Her answer was yes.
Of course it was yes. She wanted to spend the rest of her life with him. He was the father to her child. She had never felt that way about anyone before.
But alas, her perplexing emotion got the best of her and she couldn't get the word she wanted to get out, but instead exclaimed out her initial thought of surprise.
"What the fuck?!"
