Note: Most of this chapter has changed, entirely. ^-^
Luka sat on his couch with music videos playing on his television. He flipped through model photos on an internet search engine of Adrien. He licked his lips and let his eyes scan over Adrien's body. Part of him was wondering how he was. If he was okay? What he was doing right at that moment. He blushed as he swiped the photos sideways and landed on a boxer brief add of him.
The memories of them taking Marinette came to his mind and he got lost in the memory.
Marinette was busy sitting at her sewing machine, working on her projects for the showcase. Luka sat on her bed beside Adrien and they watched her work. She turned around and held up one of the dresses with a smile and closed eyes.
"So? What do you think?" She smiled proudly at them and waited for their answer.
"It's beautiful, Marinette." Luka gushed at the well made pink dress.
"You're amazing, Mari." Adrien smiled at her through his lashes.
"Thank you!" Marinette blushed and went on a tangent about the materials it took to make it.
Adrien smirked and suddenly got up to walk over to her, after she had turned back to her sewing machine. Luka watched him brush her hair away from one side of her neck, and place kisses along her skin.
He watched Marinette sigh into him and he spun her around in her chair.
Luka licked his lips and watched Adrien bring her face up to look at his green eyes with his finger.
"You're beautiful, Princess." Adrien smiled down at her and placed a chaste kiss on her lips.
Luka chose to get up then and come up to the other side of Marinette. Luka kissed and licked along the side of her neck.
Adrien smirked and deepened the kiss, while Luka began to give his undivided attention to one spot. Adrien slid his hand underneath the hem of her shirt and cupped her breast. She let out a soft mewl and her cheeks turned red, as Luka slid his hand between her thighs and rubbed between her folds through her tight jeans.
She spread her legs further and both of the men relished in her sounds and her body language.
Luka undid her pants and slipped his hand past her soaked panties, while Adrien slid his hand beneath her bra and ran his fingers over her peaked nipple.
She moaned louder and parted her lips. Adrien slipped his tongue between her lips and she met his tongue with her own.
Luka touched Adrien's chin and pulled him away from Marinette. He looked into Adrien's heavy lidded emerald eyes and his pink cheeks. He watched how Adrien panted and looked at him like he was the sexiest thing in the room. Luka smiled and brushed his tongue along Adrien's bottom lip and gently bit it and tugged. Adrien groaned and kissed Luka harder. He dropped what he was doing to Marinette and got up to push Luka against a wall.
Adrien pressed his body against Luka and slammed his hands above his head, by his wrists.
Luka let out a loud moan, as Adrien rolled his arousal against his own. He looked over Adrien's shoulder, as he lavished his neck to see that Marinette had vanished. It was only him and Adrien now, and he tangled his fingers into the blonde man's hair.
Adrien groaned, as Luka's hand slid down his spine and around his hip to the front of his tight jeans. Adrien pressed himself into Luka's hand and purred.
Luka blushed in surprise, before relaxing again and running his hand up and down Adrien's bulge.
Adrien panted with his forehead resting on Luka's shoulder and his palms bracing him on the wall, as the friction of Luka's hand got to him.
Luka undid Adrien's pants and he fell to his knees. Adrien's glowing forest eyes fell to Luka, as he took his hard cock in his hand. Luka looked up at him with lust filled eyes, before he swirled his soft, warm, tongue around the tip of Adrien's aching cock.
Adrien moaned and clenched his eyes tightly shut, and pumped into Luka's mouth when he had wrapped his lips around the swollen head. "Ah! Luka…" Adrien bit his bottom lip and flexed his fingers on the wall with his right hand, while his left was in Luka's hair.
Luka moved his hand and lightly gripped around him, while he worked him with his mouth and tongue. Adrien shivered and pumped his hips, letting himself get lost. Luka undid his own pants and took his hardened cock in his own hand. He began to pump himself into his own hand, while working on Adrien, at the same time.
They both shuttered and called out, as they both came.
Adrien panted and helped Luka stand, before brushing Luka's cheek with the palm of his hand and bringing him in for a slow, romantic kiss.
"That's not how it went… What is wrong with me?" Luka clutched the couch, at the sudden realization that maybe he not only had feelings for Marinette, but that maybe he had feelings for Adrien too. And that he really did miss having him around.
He sighed and ran a hand through his hair, leaning on his knees with his elbows.
Alya showed up at Marinette's apartment and Marinette held out cocktail waitress uniforms, complete with black lace masks and one black and one burgundy colored wig.
"What is this?" Alya touched the short full black skirt of the dress.
"The cocktail waitress uniforms of the cafe they're going to, of course." Marinette smiled, proud of herself.
"Okay. You've lost your damn mind, woman." Alya shook her head, but took hers anyway. "Why are they so short?"
"It's the way they are at the place." Marinette shrugged.
"Lord…" Alya sighed and left to put it on.
She came out to see Marinette dressed in her own disguise. "And here are the shoes." Marinette held out a pair of black pumps.
"Girl, you know I don't wear heels." Alya cringed at them. "I'm a strictly sneakers girl."
"Please? Just for tonight?" Marinette begged her best friend.
"Fine." She snatched them from her. "But you owe me, big time."
"Anything, you desire." Marinette smiled at her friend.
"Careful, you may regret that." Alya winked at her and Marinette giggled.
"Let's go." Marinette slid her mask over her eyes, slipped on the burgundy wig, and grabbed her keys.
They made their way out of the apartment and onto the nearby metro, that would take them to the Eiffel Tower.
Once they got to the cafe, Marinette looked up at the vast white building.
"So, how are we going to cocktail waitress?" Alya quoted her words with her fingers.
"The Agrestes own this as a side job. Gabriel agreed to let us play cocktail waitresses for the evening. Seems he doesn't enjoy Adrien playing around, either." Marinette stood proudly and Alya's mouth fell open.
"What?!" Alya couldn't even think anymore. "He-"
"Mm-hm." Marinette nodded and giggled.
"Girl… why are you even waiting to decide?" Alya shoved her friend in the arm and Marinette stumbled.
"Because… Luka is so sweet and he is low drama…" Marinette sighed.
"Focus, girl!" Alya brought her back to their task.
"Right." Marinette cleared her throat and lead her inside.
They walked up to the check in person.
"Bonsoir… We're here for our first day on the job as cocktail waitresses." Marinette smiled up at them.
"Head to the back." The person pointed towards the kitchen.
"Merci." Alya smiled awkwardly and followed Marinette to the kitchen area.
Marinette snaked through tables upon tables in the black and white themed cafe.
"What are we doing?" Alya sighed and followed her anyway.
"Getting started." Marinette smirked and opened the double doors to the kitchen.
Everything looked new and was stainless steel.
"You must be the new cocktail waitresses." The head chef smiled at them and looked them over. "Each of you take a tray and carry those drinks out to table two. Also, Gabriel Agreste's son is to be here tonight, so I need your best efforts to make this place look like it's in top shape."
"Yes, Madame." Marinette and Alya spoke in unison.
"Good. Now go. Table two is waiting." She shewed them away and Marinette and Alya grabbed black round trays.
"How hard can this be?" Marinette smirked and began to balance drinks, clumsily on the tray.
"For you?" Alya effortlessly balanced her own. "I'd sat the hardest thing you've done."
Marinette pursed her lips at her friend. "I got this." She nearly dropped the tray, but caught it with her other hand.
"Why don't you use two hands, Bella?" Alya cringed at her best friend.
"Good idea, Alice." Marinette giggled nervously.
They went out the door and carried the drinks over to table two. Marinette looked in front of her at the front desk, where she saw Adrien with his arm wrapped around Kagami's waist. She set the drinks down and nearly spilt one.
"I'm sorry." Marinette apologized to the customer and they didn't look too pleased.
Adrien and Kagami were lead to a table closest to the stage, where a blues singer was busy singing a cover of Edith Piaf's L'hymne à l'amour.
Marinette and Alya walked back to the kitchen to see what they were to do next.
"I need you two to be the personal cocktail waitresses of Agreste's famous son. Focus on him and his lovely date." The chef stirred the dish she was working on.
"Uh-" Marinette went to protest. She was hoping to only be watching from afar.
"Monsieur Agreste's orders." The chef raised her finger to silence her. "Now go. They're waiting."
Marinette sighed and slumped and Alya shrugged. "C'mon, BELLA." She grabbed her by the bottom of her dress and ushered her back out to the floor.
"I didn't plan for this." Marinette whispered in her best friend's ear. "I don't know if I can do this."
"C'mon… it was your idea." Alya smirked at her and chuckled.
Alya pushed her towards Adrien's table.
"This place is beautiful." Kagami gushed over the cafe.
"Yeah. Just another adventure my father took up." Adrien sighed and looked around at the monochromatic place. It felt like the mansion all over again.
Kagami didn't miss his adverse feeling on the place. "Not one of your favorites, I take it?"
"Not really." Adrien sighed and sat back in his chair.
Kagami nodded and Marinette nearly tripped into their table.
"Good evening! What drinks could we bring you?" Marinette spoke with a slightly lower voice and some sort of accent.
Adrien looked at the wine list and selected the most expensive red wine. Marinette nodded and Alya pulled her away from the table with an awkward smile.
Kagami cleared her throat and smiled at Adrien. She ran her fingers along his arm that was on the top of the table. "So, Marinette decided to not show? Not that I blame her." She said the last part under her breath.
"She… never answered me." He swallowed hard, as her thumb brushed along his skin.
She leaned in, just as Marinette and Alya brought their wine out to them.
"Would you like us to pour your glasses?" Marinette held the bottle out, as if to show it off.
Kagami smiled through her lashes at Adrien. He smirked at her and looked over at Alya and Marinette and he leaned his cheek on his free hand. "Could you pour our glasses please?" He gave her his model smile and she about dropped the bottle, but Alya caught it.
"Thank you, Alice. Sorry, Monsieur." Marinette apologized and opened the bottle.
She tilted each stemmed crystal glass and poured the rich wine into each one, before sitting it down.
Marinette and Alya walked away and watched Kagami and Adrien from afar.
"Marinette seems to really have feelings for you." Kagami played with her wine in her glass, before bringing it to her lips.
"She- It's complicated." Adrien sighed and rubbed one of his temple.
"I see it, Adrien. She's smitten with you. Maybe even more than before." Kagami touched his hand. "You know what I think?" She sat back in her seat with her glass in her hand.
"What?" Adrien looked over at Marinette and Alya.
"I think that she has already decided, but she's afraid of hurting someone." Kagami took another drink.
"Pfft. That much I do know. But she's hurting us just by doing what she is doing." Adrien sighed and let his gaze drift back to Kagami for a moment. "It'd be easier if she was just honest with herself and us."
"What would you like to start out with?" Alya came over and took their order.
Adrien ordered for them and Alya walked away with their menus to an irritated Marinette.
"Maybe, she doesn't know herself." Kagami tried to help, but she was just as confused. She picked up the wine bottle to pour more, but Adrien took it from her, brushing her fingers with his.
He poured it for her with a smile and Kagami smiled back with a blush. "Thank you, Adrien."
"No problem." Adrien smiled at her. His eyes flickered over to Marinette again.
Kagami leaned forward. "I wanted to try and make this more fun for Marinette. But seeing as to how she isn't here…" She touched his hand.
Marinette and Alya brought their meals over to them and set them in front of them. Marinette almost dropped the meal on Kagami when she noticed her hand on his, but she managed to set it in front of her, unscathed.
"E-enjoy." Marinette stuttered out and left with Alya.
Alya stood with a very nervously angry Marinette.
"If you have already decided… I suggest you move in now." Alya sighed, watching her watch Adrien.
"I- I can't watch them anymore. Look how perfect they look together. How am I supposed to compete with that?" Marinette was angry, upset, and felt so small.
Adrien would randomly watch Marinette from the corner of his eye. She had tried very hard and he could see the effort she had put into her little game… but he could spot her a mile away, even with the wig and lace mask. His eyes moved from her black pumps and up her creamy legs. He repositioned himself in his chair, as he felt his pants grow tighter.
Kagami slid her foot out of one of her heels and she slid her foot along the inside of his thigh until she felt him through his dark grey slacks. He blushed and cleared his throat, as he gripped the edge of the table.
"Spot her?" Kagami leaned into him from across the table.
She put her foot down and slid her hand up his thigh to grasp his hardened cock through his pants and he bit his bottom lip and closed his eyes. "Because I'm willing to bet this isn't for me."
Adrien bit back a groan, as she rubbed up and down the length of his aching cock. "St-stop." He gripped the table harder with his hand.
"C'mon… You don't want to make her more jealous? Make her realize I'm on a date with the man she wants. You don't want her to find this believable. She doesn't know she's the one working you up." She rubbed her thumb over the head of his hard cock.
Adrien quietly groaned. "Alright, I'm in."
Marinette watched and her cheeks turned red. "Is she for real doing that right now?" Alya suddenly looked over at the table and her mouth fell open.
Adrien was leaned back further in his chair, giving Kagami better access. His heart raced and heat rose to his face.
"She can't be… no… this isn't some club…" Alya was shocked.
"I'm gonna go over there and find out if they need anything." Marinette went to walk over, but Alya yanked her back.
"I won't let you go over there and get hurt." Alya sighed.
Adrien looked over at Marinette and slowly opened his green eyes in a sultry expression. He licked his lips and put on a show for her and she knew it.
"He knows…" Marinette suddenly whispered.
"What?" Alya looked at her shocked.
"He knows it's me, Alya." Marinette looked at her best friend, as Adrien went back to closing his eyes and paying attention to Kagami.
"He wouldn't…" Alya looked over at Adrien, clearly enjoying it. "Shit."
Marinette started to breathe harder, watching Adrien react to Kagami the way he was.
"Mari…" Alya watched her friend begin to walk over there and she chose to ignore it and let her go.
Marinette walked up them and held her tray against her hip. Adrien peered up at her with parted lips, heavy lidded eyes,and flushed cheeks. Kagami watched the two of them with a smirk.
"How's the meal, monsieur? Is it to your liking?" She spoke through clenched teeth and tried to ignore what was happening.
"It's delicious, thank you." Kagami answered for him and leaned on her free hand. "Would you like to taste mine?" Kagami picked up a small bite of her food and held the fork out to Adrien and he sat up slightly, when Kagami released him to take the bite off of her fork.
"It's lovely. Thank you." Adrien licked his lips and Marinette felt her face get hot.
"Y-you're welcome." Marinette stuttered and was frozen. She didn't want to leave them alone.
"Is there anything else you needed?" Adrien looked up at her with turned on eyes and leaned on his elbow.
"I-uh…" Marinette immediately was take back to being beneath him in her bed, just by his expression. It was like he was undressing her and claiming her as his. "No."
Adrien picked up his fork and began to eat, and Marinette finally walked away. She felt so helpless.
"Feel better?" Alya tapped her on the back.
"No, no I don't." Marinette sighed and watched them.
"You know you could end this date right now, with three simple words…" Alya looked at her with her arms crossed across her chest.
"I know." Marinette bit her bottom lip and kept her eye on them still.
"So… what's stopping you? Kagami would literally jump away from him in two seconds if you just admitted you want Adrien." Alya smiled at her friend.
Marinette jumped and looked at her with wide eyes. "What?"
"Girl. I can tell you want him. I can see it in your eyes." Alya giggled.
"I don't know what you mean." Marinette looked away from her.
"I think you do. I think you know exactly who you want." Alya closed her eyes and talked with all of the confidence in the world.
Marinette sighed and watched Adrien's hand pass beneath the table to where she could only assume had something to do with what had happened earlier.
"Still worked up over a certain, cocktail waitress, Agreste?" Kagami smirked, as she ate.
Adrien groaned with frustration and barely touched his food. He was too distracted by Marinette. He had forced himself to eat a few bites of his salad.
"We could make her more jealous by taking it a little further…" Kagami went to slide her hand up his thigh, but he knocked her hand away. "Or… not." A part of her was kind of hurt by his reaction.
"I want to make her see that I'm available, not hurt her. I really don't want to hurt her." Adrien sighed and watched Marinette stumble around a table. He blushed at how cute she looked. But that cocktail dress and how the men tried to sneak glances beneath it, drove him mad.
"You're jealous." Kagami ate a few more bites. "You're noticing how the men are looking at her in this place. I guarantee that man over there… wants to do her on his table. Oh, and don't get me started on the one off to the side." Kagami pointed each man out with her fork.
Adrien scowled and quickly ate his food. "Stop. Please."
"I'm just saying that you're not the only available person on the market. Your girl is too." Kagami smirked and finished her food.
"Would you like the check?" Alya came over and collected their empty plates.
"Yes, please." Adrien didn't even look at Alya and she followed his gaze to Marinette setting drinks down at another table to a very greatful man.
Alya went off and walked past Marinette. "He's watching you, and jealous right now. I can see it." She whispered into her friend's ear.
Marinette smirked and slid her hand down the random man's arm. "Can I get you anything else?" She bent over the table and the man looked her over.
"Are you free after your shift?" The man gave her a dangerous smile and Adrien was slamming his heavy card down and over to Marinette within moments.
"I need to talk to you for a moment, mademoiselle." Adrien yanked her away from the confused man.
"What do you think you're doing?" Marinette looked back at him, while he pushed her into the kitchen.
"What am I doing? What are you doing? That man could have taken you into his car and raped you, for all you knew!" Adrien scolded her.
"So! Who cares what happens to me? You don't!" Marinette got in his face, before her eyes went wide and she flung her hands to her mouth.
Adrien shook his head with his hands on his hips and a foot turned out. "You really… don't get it do you?" He looked at her with saddened eyes.
Marinette wanted to take it back, but she couldn't. It was already out in the open.
"Mari… I love you. I'll love you until I die. I just wish you saw it." Adrien sighed and walked back out to Kagami, before he put his card back in his wallet and lead her outside to her car.
Marinette fell against a wall and let herself cry. Alya came over and hugged her around the shoulders.
"You knew this was going to happen, M." Alya sighed.
"Can we have a sleepover like we used to? I need to talk." Marinette looked at her best friend with sad eyes.
"Of course, Mari." Alya smiled at her best friend and they made their way to Marinette's place.
Songs I wrote to in order:
Us by Carlie Hanson
L'hymne a l'amour by Edith Piaf
On Ne Vit Qu'Une Fois by Sidoine
Turbulences by Navii