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Enjoy the bonus chapter in which two men fantasize about the same woman.


Her skin was soft.

Almost like soft velvet.

Luka could pinpoint each and every freckle on her face. He could vividly see her plump lips open slightly to breathe.

Her hair was dark as the night, and her bluebell eyes held her heart. The way her thick lashes framed her large eyes did her entire face perfectly. Luka was completely captivated by her sense of longing, he was enamoured by her soft blushing skin, he loved her beautiful button nose.

He watched her as she lay beneath him, her lips were still swollen from the kisses he had just provided her, and her chest rose and fell with each breath. Her breasts sat perfectly atop her chest, her pink nipples stood erect in the delicate sunset and Luka trailed his eyes down to her hips.

Her legs wrapped perfectly around him, and Luka felt her warm, wet insides caress him as he remained sunken deep inside of her. Her thighs pressed against his hips and she trembled beneath his hands as they slipped up the length of her body.

His hands very carefully fell into hers, interlocking their fingers into one another with depravity.

Luka leaned into her, his hands clutching into hers as his lips slanted against hers in a deep and passionate kiss.

Marinette whimpered, her lips parting into the kiss as she inhaled his breath. Her brow furrowed, and she reciprocated the grip on his hands.

Luka lowered himself, pressing his body flush against hers. He moaned, exhaling as he tasted her mouth on his. She arched into him, pressing her soft warm mounds on her chest into his own.

He remained propped on his elbows, being sure to maintain most of his weight as he remained on top of her.

Luka bit his lip, furrowing his brow as he shifted his hips between her thighs, earning a whimper of appreciation from his love beneath him.

Her body bounced up and down against the bed each time he moved his hips into her. A low groan escaped his throat as he felt himself sink deeper and deeper into the body that he loved.

And he loved her body.

He loved every freckle, every blush, every dip and every curve.

"L-Luka..." Marinette breathed, her eyes closing and her brow furrowing as she felt him deep within.

The quivering sound of her voice went straight to his groin. Luka was faintly aware of the bed frame banging against the wall behind them. All that mattered was that he was wrapped inside the most beautiful and alluring woman he knew.

His heart ached in his chest as he wrapped his arms around her. His fingertips touched the soft skin against her spine and he buried his face into her neck.

Luka squeezed his eyes shut grunting as he pushed harder, more feverishly, until he could feel her legs wobble mercilessly around his hips.

The sound of her rigid breathing clashing with his, only fueled him to reach the climax he was so desperately trying to avoid.

Marinette held onto his back, small whimpers escaping her pretty pink lips as she bounced against him. Her thighs tightened around his hips and Luka felt that she was moving closer to her inevitable release as well.

He was more than happy to fall into her, he almost felt like he needed to. He finally had someone like her in his life and he wasn't going to let her go.

It didn't matter whether she wanted him as a friend, a lover or an acquaintance, he had hoped that Marinette would keep him in her life for as long as he possibly could.

But as Luka held her warm body taut into his arms, he couldn't deny the indisputable fact that he was in love with her.

"S-shit!" Luka cursed, the moment he felt the sharp pain of her nails dragging down his back. The sensation radiated throughout his entire body, and Luka knew he could no longer hold on.

The male kept his face buried into her neck, his body shivering as he was forced into his orgasm violently.

He parted his lips, moaning as his body grew stiff, and with one last prolonged thrust with his hips, he remained deep inside of her. He could barely breathe as he twitched and spilled inside of her.

His mind was fuzzy, and he breathed out, his chest pushing against hers as he attempted to catch his breath.

"Marinette..." he breathed, relaxing into her as he was completely spent. His limbs ached, and he occasionally twitched as the electricity that pulsated through him was just barely dying down.

"What did you call me?"

Luka froze, pressing his lips together as he heard her sharp voice.

He inwardly cursed himself as he found he did it again. His hands tangled into the sheets and he impassively lifted himself up from the woman beneath him.

The woman beneath him no longer held the shape of Marinette. Though she was indeed beautiful, she was not the one that he loved. At least up until this point he had only felt platonic feelings for her. Then he had met Marinette and things changed.

"Nothing." Luka replied, gazing into her brown eyes before he glanced down at the freckles on her nose. "I guess I got too carried away again."

Kagami sighed, her legs loosening from around Luka's hips and allowing him to pull out of her. She sat up awkwardly, watching as Luka climbed to the edge of the bed and sat down. She grabbed the thin blanket and she carefully covered her chest, bringing up her knees and hugging them awkwardly.

"I'm sorry that I called you here again. I know I'm trying to get Adrien back, but he won't talk to me. He won't answer any of my calls..." her voice trailed off as she glanced out the window with a grimace.

"The voids only feel more and more deep. When he's not around, I feel like parts of them are agape. It almost feels like I can't breathe."

Luka sighed, pulling the condom off of his length and carefully knotting it. The tossed the spunk filled plastic into the bin with a subtle blush. Even he was sorry that he let her get beneath his skin again.

"You know we can't do this anymore. The more we continue the less likely you'll ever get Adrien to speak to you, and the less I'll ever get the girl I love to talk to me again." Luka explained, leaning onto his knees.

He glanced up, his eyes remaining fixated on the sunset through the window.

"And if Adrien found out we continue, he'd hate me more than he already does."

Kagami lightly shook her head, reaching up to tuck some hair behind her ear.

"I know Adrien. I've been with him for four years. I know he can get angry, but I don't think he could actually hate anyone." Kagami explained, her voice dropping towards a whisper. "I know that what I've done to him...regarding you...destroyed him, but I don't think he hates me either."

Luka remained quiet, dropping his head in shame. He knew that what he did was wrong in the beginning. Even now, knowing that he had accidentally destroyed a relationship, he was still doing so. It only made him even more guilty.

"It's strange. I know Adrien is mad at me. He has every right to be upset." Luka sighed. "But I feel like I still want to be his friend. I want to explain to him that I had no intentions of getting in between you both." Luka lifted his head, changing his trajectory towards Kagami who sat in the rays of the sunset.

"If we continue doing what we're doing, we could potentially do more damage to the people we love." Luka continued. His heart ached in his chest. He was making a mistake, a huge mistake. "You never told me you were seeing someone when we first met at the concert. I wouldn't have come down to see you so many times afterwards. Technically, I shouldn't be here now."

Kagami pressed her lips together, her chest heaving as she tried not to become angry or cry from frustration.

"I know, I'm sorry I kept that information from you. I told Adrien this, and I will tell you the same thing. I have some issues that I have to go through. There are voids in me, created by my mother when I was younger... I just can't help myself sometimes. I know it's not an excuse but-"

"Then you have to stop calling me, convincing me to come down so I can fuel your sex addiction. I understand there are things that Adrien can't do for you, but if you don't get help, you'll only spiral out of control. You'll never be able to lead a normal life. You can never maintain relationships healthily." Luka interjected.

Kagami sighed, dropping her legs on to the bed as her brow furrowed with frustration. She leaned into the headboard and she crossed her arms.

"I don't have a sex addiction." She deadpanned, watching as Luka carefully stood up from the corner of the bed. "I just don't like being alone."

Luka rolled his eyes, facing away from her as he placed his hand onto his chest. He pressed his lips together, inhaling and exhaling as best as he could so that he cleared his head.

He certainly had no room to talk. He couldn't believe he let Kagami talk him into coming over once more so that she could have her way. They had been doing this for years, it was almost routine. It almost felt like it was normal for him to come to her. When Marinette was in the picture, it was easy for him to break it off. Now, it almost felt like a habit he was just on the verge of breaking, but Kagami was just incredibly good at talking him into things. Before this whole thing blew over and before he knew she was using him behind her boyfriend's back, he really wanted to date her.

He didn't want just a solely sexual relationship. He wanted a serious normal romantic relationship with her, and each time he tried to bring that up, she kept talking him out of it. Before he knew it, she had talked him into agreeing to a sexual relationship.

Yet here he was, agreeing to it yet again even after finding out everything that she was hiding. He shouldn't be here, he should be mad at her. He should be doing what Adrien was doing, denying her second chances and taking a break from her.

Luka wasn't sure what his relationship with Marinette was, he did think the arranged marriage was strange, but surely they couldn't be anything more than just partners right?

They had to be.

Luka couldn't help but to realise that there were still some feelings left in him for Marinette. Kagami had kept calling him in for sex, and Luka pathetically imagined Kagami as Marinette during their intimacy.

He often wondered if Kagami reciprocated, if she had somehow pictured him as Adrien while they went through. The thought made him sick, for both him and her.

Perhaps some honesty would shake this monkey off his back, and he wasn't lying when he said he wanted to be friends with Adrien. If he couldn't be friends with Adrien, he could at least come clean and explain his side of the story, that was if Adrien was willing to hear it.

He didn't give Kagami a chance to explain, what made him think he would give Luka a chance.

He certainly hoped that wasn't the case.

Luka clutched his fists, knowing that two broken people had found their ways into each other, and only ended up hurting the people the loved.

Kagami certainly had some demons to fight off, and that much was evident.

But the same went for him as well.


Adrien glanced up at Marinette as she slept. Her strawberry shampoo was pleasant. He enjoyed the way her hair smelled after a fresh shower.

He knew he had to go in sometime afterwards, but he couldn't help but to revert back to what they had done previously.

Adrien knew that when Marinette stopped him, it was for good reason but he couldn't help but to overthink about everything all in itself.

He casually ran a hand through his hair, his heart still racing within his chest as he scooted towards the edge of the bed, and thoughtfully lifted himself precisely so that he wouldn't wake her up.

Marinette never mentioned anything after the fact that he went down on her, she only resumed back to their normal relationship as if nothing happened. A small smile pulled at his lips as he knew her all too well.

He recalled that she mentioned she attempted to avoid confrontation regarding their sex life because she didn't want it to be awkward.

The blonde quickly glanced over towards her once more, his green eyes admiring her beautiful long legs, her pale skin and the way her hair caressed the pillows beneath her. She was truly a sight, and Adrien hadn't felt more lucky in his life.

She really was his lucky charm. His cute little ladybug.

He bit his lip, leaving her behind to sleep as he could still vividly smell her skin.

His skin felt hot, and despite the times he tried to calm himself down so that he could properly shower and sleep, it all just turned out to be in vain.

Adrien wandered into the bathroom, his body growing warm as he closed the door behind him. He leaned against the door, his face flushed as he closed his eyes.

He pressed his lips together, as his mind reverted back to the way her legs quivered against his shoulders, he enjoyed the way her thighs quivered against his face, and he loved the way she cried out his name.

Adrien exhaled, the thought of her laying beneath him only growing more tense within his mind.

It was all incredibly too tantalizing, and Adrien was sure he had never felt this way about a woman before. Marinette did things to him that no one else could.

Of course, Adrien had urges before and he was usually able to contain it. It was usually not a huge deal, but when it came to Marinette it was sort of a completely different centre of gravity. It was unlike anything he had ever experienced.

She was easy to think about. She was easy to dream about, she was just that amazing. At least to him.

His brow furrowed, his teeth catching his body lip as he found himself sliding his hands into his boxers. His toes curled into the bathroom floor tiles beneath him as he could recall Marinette laying on the bed beneath him.

Her eyes were half closed, her chest rose and fell with each breath she took. Adrien recalled how red her cheeks grew whilst she looked up at him, she remembered the way she parted her lips, and, God, he remembered the way she arched into him.

He could still remember the way her heart beat against his ear and it wasn't long until Adrien carefully wrapped his hand around his length in a pliable yet firm grip.

Kagami may have not known how he liked it, but Adrien knew how he liked it. He didn't have time to feel embarrassed that he was palming himself inside the bathroom on his own, because the gesture felt too damned good.

He felt her legs wrap around his hips, and he could still hear her voice in his head.

Adrien furrowed his brow, his breath growing rigid as he languidly started a movement. Each stroke of his hand only sent shocks of pleasure all throughout his body before settling into his limbs.

He breathed out, his lips parting as he began to achingly stroke himself within the confines of his boxers. Adrien felt his knees shake as he remembered what she felt like before he pulled away from her.

She was wet...

She was turned on...

She was soft...

She was so, so warm.

Adrien threw his head back against the door as his hand grew more desperate. His body quivered and he hopelessly pushed his hips into his own hand. His lips parted, a low wanton moan escaping his throat as he squeezed his eyes shut.

He wanted to hold her, to feel her warm skin press against his. He wanted to feel her beautiful lips on top of his.

He wanted to smell her beautiful soft skin, to feel and smell her silky smooth hair.

His heart picked up the pace as his hand grew tighter against his length, stroking with depravity.

He wanted to touch the wet space between her legs, taste her once more and make her scream out his name like she had done only hours before. He loved the way her voice sounded when he was relentless with her.

His toes curled, and Adrien could swear he had forgotten to breathe as the pleasure soared through him at a rapid pace. His limbs were nearly numb, but Adrien felt himself being wound higher and higher by his own hand.

Adrien wanted to be inside of her. He wanted to sink himself completely into the wet warmth of her core. He craved to feel her warmth wrapped tautly around him, caressing him and tugging him deeper into her. He wanted so bad to be connected to her.

He whimpered, his cheeks growing more and more warm as he was close. His hand moved faster, deftly stroking himself as he was desperate to release.

Adrien wanted to move between her thighs, moan her name into her ear as he rolled his hips into her. He wanted to make her his, he wanted to take her virginity, Adrien wanted to be the first one inside of her.

He wanted her to feel him inside of her.

"Marinette..." Adrien breathed, his voice quivering as he tried to keep it low enough so that she wouldn't be able to hear him on the other side of the door.

He wanted to taste her again, he wanted to lave her once more. His heart only ached for it. She turned him on just that much.

Adrien wanted to be inside of her raw, he wanted to pump himself between her thighs until he was ready to-

Adrien gasped, his mind going blank except for the fantasy of finally cumming inside Marinette and only then did he finally become undone.

He squeezed his eyes shut, his breath escaping from his lips in rigid gasps as he filled his boxers. He furrowed his brow, his hand finally stilling as he twitched.

Adrien slid down into the ground, his body completely worn out and spent as he had never experienced something so powerful in his life.

The image of Marinette in his mind slowly warped from his view and Adrien was finally able to think logically again.

A small grimace etched on to his features at the sticky and wet sensation in his boxers and he almost instantly felt uncomfortable. His breathing calmed down, and Adrien was just about sure that his heart rate had returned to normal.

His body continued to feel warm, and Adrien was so tired, yet completely satiated.

Adrien lifted his leg, his eyes moving over towards the shower as he knew where his next destination would be.

The last thing he wanted was to rub anymore of his excretions on Marinette once again.

His hand very carefully slipped out of his boxers, and Adrien sighed, refusing to look at the sticky white residue he had left behind on his own palm.

Guilt began to sink into his heart, and Adrien couldn't believe he indulged himself to the image of Marinette.

His sweet little buginette.

"Fuck..." Adrien muttered, grunting as he forced himself to stand on his feet so that he could hop into the shower before Marinette could wake up and question his whereabouts.

A lot of things swam through his mind as he turned on the shower head. His heart ached in his chest as all thoughts from pleasure completely wiped out.

Adrien was left wondering if he even deserved someone like Marinette.

Or perhaps he was just as rotten as Kagami.