Adrien, Luka, and Marinette stood in front of a cafe that towered above them. Marinette looked up at the vast building with parted lips.
"I- This is too much." Marinette looked over at Adrien and he chuckled.
"It's fine. My treat. C'mon. I come here all the time." Adrien opened the gold front door and held it open for them.
Marinette and Luka walked in and Adrien dropped the door, once he had made it through. Luka looked around them and took it in with Marinette. The tables were round and covered with white table cloths. Aquariums were spread throughout and the lights were blown glass spheres that hung periodically about. The chairs were brass colored filigree with navy leather seats. The floors were a light wooden tile.
"Adrien…" Marinette went to speak, but found herself unable to.
"It's fine." Adrien smiled at them with his hand in his pocket.
"Bonsoir, Adrien. The usual spot?" The front desk attendant smiled at him.
"Bonsoir. No, could we get a spot up on the terrace, s'il vous plait?" Adrien gave his model smile and the attendant grabbed three menus and the wine list and took them up onto the terrace without an issue.
"How often are you here?" Luka looked at him with a raised eyebrow.
"Probably…" Adrien touched his chin in thought, before releasing his chin to talk with that hand. "Once or twice a week?"
"By yourself?" Luka jumped back in shock.
Adrien sighed and looked at him unamused. "Who else would eat with me?"
"I figured...you'd have family, friends… Mari?" Luka poked at him with his words. He didn't know much about Adrien.
Marinette held her breath, as she watched Adrien clutch his hands into fists. "Let's sit down, shall we?" She nervously smiled and gestured to the table.
"Sure." Luka pulled the chair out for Marinette and sat down in his own and Adrien sat down last, after clearing his throat.
"I-" Adrien didn't know how to respond to Luka.
"He comes here all the time with his parents. Sometimes with Nino." Marinette looked at Adrien with understanding eyes, touched his thigh with her hand and slightly gripped it, and bit her bottom lip.
Adrien cleared his throat and visibly relaxed again. "Yeah. Usually, my fa-father meets me here to discuss his company matters." He looked off to the side with a clenched,forced, model smile.
"O...kay." Luka looked at him weird.
"Would you care to start with some wine?" The waiter came over to the table.
Adrien looked over the win list. "We'll take a bottle of this pinot noir." He pointed out the red wine from the list.
Marinette looked over and saw the price and about fell out of the chair. "You can't be serious." She whispered to him.
"Oh, I am, Bugaboo." Adrien held out the wine menu, focusing on Marinette, and felt the waiter take it and walk away.
Luka looked over the prices on the menu, looked at how close Adrien and Marinette really were, and his heart ached. He instantly saw how much of a competition this was. This man had not only good looks, but he had money, fame, talent, lavish things, could spoil her, cared for people, and he was good in bed. Luka groaned and sat back in his chair. How could he even compete with this man? He had nothing, but a band and an apartment. Granted, it was enough for him, but was it enough for her? His eyes flashed over to Marinette and he finally saw something else behind her blue eyes.
"Are you okay?" Luka searched her eyes from across the table.
"Yeah, why?" Marinette cleared her throat and took a sip of her wine, after it came to the table and the waiter had poured some into each glass.
"You just- you look like something is bothering you." Luka looked down at the table and played with the tablecloth.
"I'm okay." Marinette tried to smile, reassuringly. If she was truthful, she wasn't okay. This whole concept wasn't okay. She didn't like Luka touching Adrien and she didn't like Adrien showing affection towards Luka. She wanted them to fight again. She wanted them to not get along. Adrien looked over at her with concerned neon green eyes.
A tear fell down her cheek again and Adrien wiped it away and examined it. "What's wrong, Mari?"
"I-" Marinette hadn't felt like this in ages. Not since, Kagami. "I don't understand." She took a deep breath, cleared her throat and smiled. "I'm fine. Really. Let's enjoy dinner."
Adrien and Luka couldn't help, but notice something was off with Marinette.
Adrien looked at Luka and picked at the menu with his thumb and index finger. He bit his lip. It wasn't that he liked Luka. All he wanted was Marinette. But he wanted Marinette to be happy and he thought that advancing on Luka and putting on a good show… would have captured her heart and made her all his. Afterall, she had wanted it. His eyes flickered to Marinette and he worried his bottom lip. "Can I talk to you? Privately, for a moment?" He let his menu go.
Marinette jumped and looked at him with wide eyes. "Why?"
"I just need to ask you something." Adrien looked at her with an expression that made her think it was urgent.
"You can't just ask here, Agreste?" Luka searched from Adrien to Marinette.
Adrien sighed and rubbed his temples in exhaustion. "I'm not sure if Marinette wants to answer this in front of you."
"Why not? We're all close here." Luka swirled his wine and peered into it, before taking a sip.
Adrien grit his teeth and flexed his hands into fists beneath the table. Luka still irritated the shit out of him, but he had to put on a smile for Marinette.
"Alright. Fine. I'll bring it up, IN FRONT, of everyone." Adrien grit the words out with a charming smile.
Marinette felt her heart race and ache even more.
"Look. I know you said you wanted… what happened today… to happen. But-" Adrien took her hands in his and brushed his soft lips along her knuckles. "I don't think you realised the implications. I don't think you realized it'd be sharing me with someone else. Kissing someone else. Loving someone else. Lavishing them like I lavish you, on a regular basis. I see it in your eyes, Mari. I haven't seen that look since Kagami."
Marinette shivered at that name on his lips and anger boiled up within her. Anger that she hadn't felt since high school.
Luka set his jaw and crossed his arms across his chest, feeling irritated all of a sudden. Adrien's gaze flickered to Luka and then back to Marinette. This was exactly why he didn't want to say it in front of Luka, but it wasn't his fault.
"You- you didn't even see my face during that time." Marinette sighed and tried to calm down.
Adrien chuckled and rubbed the back of his neck. "I noticed. Trust me. I saw you in the reflection of her car window. I believe…" He tapped his chin in thought and looked off to the side, remembering. "You were standing in the doorway with a shocked expression and your knees gave out slightly."
Marinette's lips parted and her eyes went wide. "I-"
"It's okay, Mari." Adrien waved her away. "I understand." His eyes flickered over to Luka again and back to Marinette.
"No, it's fine. We can keep doing what we're doing. In fact…" Marinette leaned across the table and trailed her fingers down Luka's hand. "I'm suddenly not hungry for food. Wanna go to my place?"
Adrien and Luka looked at her shocked. Moments ago she had been in pain and shy and now all of a sudden she was confident and forward.
"Uh.. sure." Adrien called the waiter over and paid the bill for the wine.
He grabbed the bottle and took it with them, as they exited the cafe.
If Luka was going to give her a run for her money… she was gonna prove she was better than him. She had to. Adrien was her kitty and no one else's. She bit her bottom lip and walked between them. She slipped her hands into theirs and walked towards her apartment.
They got inside and she suddenly grabbed Adrien by the collar of his shirt and walked him back into a wall with her lips on his. Claiming him. His eyes were wide, but soon they relaxed and he closed them, getting lost in her kiss. His arms wrapped around her waist. His lips parted slightly and she slipped her tongue past his lips.
Luka walked over and touched Adrien's chin, pulling his face away from Marinette's advances and he softly kissed Adrien on the lips. Adrien sighed and rolled his hips into Marinette. She moaned and slid her hand between them and slid it over the bulge in his tight jeans.
Adrien gasped and Luka slipped his tongue into Adrien's mouth.
Marinette touched Adrien's chin with determination. "Look at me, kitty." She stole his lips and brushed his lower lip with her tongue, while her hand worked him through his jeans.
Luka knocked Marinette's hand out of the way and he began to grip and tug Adrien's hard cock through his jeans. Adrien let out a loud moan against Marinette's kiss.
Marinette fell to her knees and undid Adrien's pants and slid the zipper down. His gaze fell down to meet hers and he whined, as she freed him. Luka touch him cheek and turned his head to face him. He flicked Adrien's top lip with his tongue and brought his lips against his. Adrien groaned, as he felt Marinette's lips wrap about the head of his aching cock.
"Hah, hah." Adrien panted against Luka's kiss and tangled his fingers in her hair.
Marinette brought her lips to the tip, parted them, and flicked the beneath the tip with her tongue and he shuttered. She stood up and stole his lips from Luka again, feeling the anger boil up within her again. Adrien was heres and no one else's.
Luka fell to his knees and began to lick from the base to the swollen head of Adrien's dick. Adrien groaned and ground his hips.
Luka wrapped his lips around the tip of his cock and wrapped his fingers around the soft, smooth, shaft.
Adrien groaned against Marinette's lips. Her hand slid down his chest, over his abs, and down till she found him. Luka moved his hand and she gripped him in her hand. She moved her hand in time with Luka's mouth, and Adrien felt his knees shake.
Her lips felt like wildfire against his and he felt like his tongue couldn't get deep enough, couldn't feel her enough. He needed her, wanted her. She was his oxygen, his life, his blood.
"Mari…" Adrien whined and rocked his hips.
"Cum for me, Minou." Marinette whispered into his ear and he groaned and released into Luka's mouth.
Luka panted and gripped himself through his tight black jeans. He moaned and sat back on his heels.
Adrien peered down at Luka and smirked. He ran his hand beneath his chin and Luka rose with his hand, guiding him. "You're not bad."
Marinette felt the hint of jealousy take her over again. She licked her lips and grabbed both of their hands and lead them to her bedroom.
Songs I wrote to:
Say it to My Face by Maty Noys
Out of It by Mothica