So I was looking over my story Tangled Webs again, and realised that I'd missed a trick or two with it. This silly bit of fluff is the result.

This story is Lukanette, and there is sexy talk.

Three Way

(sequel to Tangled Webs)

A Miraculous Ladybug fanfiction

By Mintaka14

"Sooo…" Luka drawled the word. "Tell me more about this ménage à trois I'm apparently in with you and Ladybug."

Marinette made a muffled noise and buried her face deeper into his tshirt.

"I can't believe I said that," she moaned, and Luka fought to keep a straight face. "I panicked!"

"Oh, I get the panicking thing. What I'm still struggling with is how did it come up in the first place?"

"Someone thought you were cheating on me with Ladybug," Marinette said. "I had to say something. I wasn't going to let him think you'd ever cheat like that."

And Luka put the pieces together.

"Adrien," he sighed. Marinette's eyes blew wide.

"How did… why do you think…?"

"You said you thought you'd figured out who Chat is," he told her, then before she could crash into the panic he could see building in her eyes, he grabbed her hands. "Sweetheart, it's okay. It's okay. I've known for a while now. I know."

"You knew?" she whispered, and Luka's mouth tightened.

"Viperion sees a lot of things he's not supposed to. I know how to keep a secret." He shook his head slightly. "At least Adrien's heart is in the right place, and he's trying to look out for you."

Marinette hugged him tighter. "How could he even think that you would do something like that?" she grumbled into his shirt.

"So how badly did you break Adrien's brain?" he asked.

"He was whimpering by the time he left," she admitted, and Luka gave another snort of laughter that he tried to conceal. "I think he's a bit jealous."

Luka had been dating Marinette for a few years now, and there had been a fair bit of fooling around. Lately, there had been more than fooling around, but it was still so new to them both that it could still raise a blush, and Luka was enjoying the blush that was spreading up Marinette's cheeks and turning her ears red.

"I'm happy to share you with Ladybug," he said casually, "but I'm not sure I'm ready to invite the whole miraculous team around. You know Chat's going to be hinting around for an invitation to join the party."

"What party?" Marinette groused. "We've never –"

"That's not what I heard." He was grinning now.

"Luka!"

"So you and Ladybug have both been doing unspeakable things to me, and I haven't even got a hickey to show for it?" he complained. "I'm disappointed that I didn't even notice how crowded the bed was – you'd think I'd remember you both stealing all the blankets at least."

"You couldn't handle both of us at once," she growled, and tilted up her chin, her face burning. "Ladybug and I are not that forgettable in bed."

She was so adorable when she was flustered. Luka couldn't help but laugh until he was wheezing with it. And that, he realised later, was a mistake. Marinette's eyes narrowed.

He should have remembered how competitive she could get when she felt as though she'd been challenged. He really should have thought that through.

Marinette flicked a glance of those beautiful blue eyes of hers up at him with devastating effect through long dark lashes. Luka felt the ground shift under him.

"Ladybug and I both think you're very… very… hot," she said with soft provocation, and Luka felt the air leave his lungs in a rush at her tone. He was very, very conscious of her finger tracing an idle line down his chest and couldn't help but speculate on where it was going.

"You'd be amazed at what I can do with her yoyo," Marinette added. Her hands had reached the waistband of his jeans and were doing torturous things. Those lashes swept down against her cheek and back up to reveal a glint in her eyes that promised something Luka was suddenly not sure he could handle.

Her voice dropped to a purr, "And I've had Ladybug's hand down my pants while I was thinking about you."

He slowly came to the realisation that the whimper he was hearing was coming from him. A slow, delighted smile curved up the corner of her mouth. She stretched up to brush his ear with her lips, and whispered, "If you're good, maybe I'll let you watch one day."

Marinette, Luka decided with the last sane wisps of conscious thought, was not adorable. His girlfriend was thoroughly, utterly wicked.

And one day, if the gods were kind and his heart was strong enough, he was looking forward to finding out just exactly how wicked she could be.

Marinette settled back down beside him with a satisfied smile, and Luka let out a ragged breath that did nothing to release his tension.

"You," he said unevenly, "are evil."

Marinette's smile grew wider.

"And don't you forget it," she told him.