Adrien went to leave out the door when Marinette grabbed his wrist and pulled him back towards herself. He stumbled and caught his balance as he held her in his arms. "What is it, hm?" He looked down at her and touched her jawline with his fingertips as he warmly smiled at her. She worried her bottom lip and shook her head, pressing her cheek to his chest. His paisley printed, deep emerald, satin button down was soft against her cheek as she breathed in his citrus cologne. He had the top two buttons undone and it was tucked into a pair of black skinny-fit dress pants. He wore his normal silver buckled belt and slip-on black leather shoes. His golden hair was gelled to the side and slightly messy. "I'll be back. You'll see me in the morning, Bugaboo." Adrien pried her from him and tilted her head up. He smirked down at her and brushed his lips against hers.

She broke the kiss and clung to his forearms. "I- just be careful. Don't let any girls steal you from me." She weakly smiled up at him as a sense of worry took up residence in her stomach. She didn't want anyone stealing her boyfriend away from her. She knew he owned the place, but it still wasn't enough to make her any less nervous. The man was attractive. Too attractive and that made him a prime target. Plus, everytime he would go visit his stip club… girls would fawn over him. She would normally go and stay at his side to scare them off, but tonight she wasn't allowed to go and she understood why. But it didn't make it any easier on her.

Adrien laughed for a second and brought his lips close to hers. "No one's gonna steal this tom cat from his bug, LB." He brushed his lips against hers and she sighed against his kiss. "Now, why don't you go play your favorite video game or watch a movie… and I'll be home before you know it. Okay?" Adrien brushed a loose strand of hair behind her ear and she smiled up at him.

"Okay, Adrien." She reached up on her toes with his shirt gripped in her fists as she kissed him one last time. He parted his lips and she slipped her tongue past them with enough passion to make him forget his own name. She broke the kiss and winked up at him. "Don't forget about me."

"After that kiss? There is no way in hell, I'm forgetting you, Bugaboo." Adrien smirked at her and left out of the apartment.

He got into his car and turned the music up. Die For You by The Weeknd began to play over the speakers as he backed out of the space and took off to Plagg's place. He sighed and shifted gears, driving at a normal pace. He had no reason to weave through traffic or cause a scene. Adrien went around a car that was driving too slow for his taste and before long he found himself at Plagg's apartment complex.

He parked in front of the tall building and got out, locking his car door. Adrien pocketed his keys and walked up to the apartment building. He went inside and took the elevator up to Plagg's floor. Adrien cleared his throat and put his hands in his pockets as he walked down the hallway to get to Plagg's apartment. Adrien stopped in front of the door and knocked on it. A man in a black hoodie and dark blue skinny jeans with black ankle sneakers answered the door.

Adrien looked him up and down and assessed his outfit. "That's what you're wearing?" He touched his chin with his other arm crossed over his chest. Plagg growled and rolled his eyes letting the kid in.

"Look, I'm not looking to replace Tikki at some strip joint." Plagg argued and walked over to his mini bar that was black leather and accented in silver. He poured himself a drink and nursed it as Adrien sat down on his modern black leather couch.

"I never said for you to replace her, Plagg. I just wanted you to get out and have some fun. To forget about everything for a moment and just have fun." Adrien shrugged and drew circles in the smooth material.

"Fine, I'll change and let's get out of here. I'm tired of drowning myself in drinks and fancy cheese." Plagg slammed his glass down and made his way into his bedroom.

"Fancy cheese, huh?" Adrien laughed at him and he came out of his bedroom suddenly.

"Hey, I can like the finer things in life! It's not just about you, pretty boy!" Plagg circled his index finger at him, before he left again. Adrien burst out laughing and shook his head as he pinched the bridge of his nose.

Plagg came out in a maroon button down that was tucked into a pair of black slacks with a nice black belt. The buckle was black and had silver accents. He shrugged a leather jacket over his shirt and grabbed his keys. "Let's get this over with." He sighed and followed Adrien out of his apartment, locking it up behind them.

Adrien unlocked his car and they climbed in. He took the streets fast and swerved around cars as he made it to his strip club. The building was tall and neon green lights coated the outside windows, while the sign flashed above it with the name, Le Noir.

Adrien walked up to the bouncer after handing his keys to the valet. Plagg followed him as he fist bumped the bouncer. "Hey, man. How's the club doing tonight?" Adrien smiled at Kim and waited for a run down.

"It's good. It's busier than usual. I'm not sure why that is, but it's bringing in a shit ton of money." Kim shrugged and adjusted his crimson suit coat.

"Sounds good." Adrien patted the muscular man on the chest and they slipped past him.

They entered the club and were soon surrounded by black leather, lace, and neon green lights. A few round stages were set up around the place with steel poles running up to the ceiling. Girls danced on them and spun around in skimpy lingerie.

"Hey, boss!" Nino came around and fist bumped Adrien.

"Are you DJing tonight?" Adrien clapped him on the back with a smile.

"I am. Speaking of which." Nino went to run off, but Adrien stopped him.

"Hey, I need a V.I.P room." Adrien flashed him a smile and Nino nodded.

"I got you." Nino lead them to one of the rooms down a hallway. He opened the door and the lavish room didn't phase any of them.

It was red from the ceiling to the floor and a round black stage sat in the middle of the room with a black leather couch against a wall.

"Thanks, man. We'll talk later." Adrien tipped Nino and he left to go work the soundboard on stage.

Plagg sat down on the couch with a sigh. "Who do you want to see? There are tons of girls here and Nino or I have picked every one." Adrien poured him a drink and handed the glass over to Plagg.

"I honestly don't care. I came here for this." He raised his glass of liquor to the sky and Adrien shook his head.

"Alright, I'll pick for you." Adrien went through the list of girls and picked the one that he thought would be best for Plagg.

He arranged for her to come into their room and Adrien poured himself a drink while he waited. Adrien sat down beside Plagg on the couch. "So, why Tikki? Why are you guys even in this predicament?" He took a long sip of his drink.

Plagg sighed and looked into his glass as he slowly spun it, causing the liquid to lick along the sides of the crystal. "I screwed up a deal. She wanted this pretty Corvette and the guy that I had put on the job got shot and captured by the cops. I didn't bring home her pretty Corvette, which meant I cost our business money. I also may have taken and used some of our company's money for illegal substances and she got a bit bent out of shape over it." Plagg cringed and Adrien was taken aback.

"Could you blame her? You didn't get a hit for her and then you stole money to buy drugs. Plagg… even I know that's low." Adrien sighed and shook his head. "So, why don't you just apologize to her?"

"It's not that easy. I don't know how to make it up to her and the only thing I came up with was to show her that I can survive without her and that I am capable of bringing her the things she needs and deserves. I'm too ashamed to come back to her with nothing." Plagg sighed and finished his drink.

Adrien took it to fill it again, along with his own. The amber liquid ran around the clear ice and Adrien sat back down. A woman with long brunette hair and tan skin walked into the room. She wore crimson hued lingerie that didn't leave much to the imagination and Plagg continued to drink, while she turned on Wicked Games by The Weeknd and began to dance against the pole for Plagg. She rolled her hips and slid her ass up and down the pole. She pulled herself up and wrapped her legs around it, leaning back and letting herself spin down the pole.

Adrien took a wad of money out of his pocket and counted out a hundred euros, passing them over to Plagg. The girl walked up to Adrien and started to run her hands from her breasts to her hips, while she bit her bottom lip. "Sugar, I'd love to get a dance from you, but that man next to me needs it more." Adrien winked at her, handed her enough money for a lap dance, and she smiled and walked over to Plagg. She bent forward and touched his shoulders, while she stuck her ass out. Plagg slipped one of the euros into her g-string and went back to nursing his drink without paying that much attention to the woman trying to seduce him.

"You're not gonna get a dance?" Plagg looked over at Adrien, while the girl held onto Plagg's thighs and rolled her hips, brushing his lap with her rounded ass.

Adrien burst out in a chuckle before bringing his drink to his lips. "Tonight is all about you, boss." Adrien took a sip of his drink and Plagg laughed.

"LB wouldn't let you, huh?" A smug smile fell onto Plagg's lips as he turned his attention to the girl touching the collar on his shirt and swaying her hips, grinding against his thigh.

Adrien sighed and his shoulders slumped. "Yeah, yes. You'd be correct. She doesn't want me to." He got up to grab a bottle from the drink cart. Adrien brought it over and tipped the whole bottle to his lips.

"And they say I'm a man of excess." Plagg snorted and went back to drinking and watching the girl dance for him.

"Hey. It doesn't matter because I got a girl at home that'll dance for me if I ask her to. Sometimes she just does it to surprise me." Adrien winked, with his finger pointed towards Plagg, and took another sip from the bottle.

"Okay, well I think you're done with that." Plagg stole the bottle from him and took a swallow of it himself. Adrien got up to pour himself a glass of Chardonnay, before he walked back to Plagg to sit down again.

The girl had gone back to the pole and was busy dancing around it and spreading her legs along the floor. Plagg threw money at her and she winked at him with a smile.

"Hey, I've been meaning to tell you. I got another hit while you were at home doing whatever it was you were doing with LB." Plagg situated himself on the couch to face Adrien. "It's not your usual deal. I'm gonna need you to go down to this buddy of mine's house and get money from him. He owes me and his payment is late. Can you do that for me?"

"Seriously? Do I look like an errand boy to you? I steal cars, not threaten people." Adrien rolled his eyes and took a sip of his wine.

"You look like a kid that needs this job to feel free. You taking it or not? Because if you're not… I'll replace your ass with Luka and don't think I won't." Plagg waved his finger at him and Adrien swallowed hard with his hands in the air.

"Alright, alright. Don't bring Luka into this. He's a real pain in the ass. I'll do it. Text me the address." Adrien sighed and finished off his wine, before he pulled his cell phone out.

"Can't I text you that later?" Plagg watched the girl slowly bend down and run her hand up her leg from her ankle to her hip, while her hair cascaded down to the floor. She bit her lower lip with a smile and swayed her hips as she walked back to the pole.

Adrien stared at the girl and then went back to peering at Plagg. "Now you're interested?"

"The alcohol is getting to me, man." Plagg made an excuse as the girl got on her hands and knees and started to crawl towards him with bedroom eyes and a begging expression. She slowly crawled up his legs with her hands and gripped his thighs, suddenly spreading them. Plagg gasped as she slowly brushed her breasts against his thighs to his crotch. "Shit." Plagg bit his bottom lip and watched her whip her long hair back and forth. She arched her back to get up and turned around to sway her hips along his lap again. He scooted further down and Adrien smirked, taking his drink from him.

The girl peered over at Adrien and winked at him. Adrien groaned and tried to ignore her rounded breasts or how the curve of her ass was perfect. He looked away and got up to get another drink. Adrien turned around to see the girl upside down on Plagg's lap with her knees on either side of his head, rolling her hips. He clenched the glass and swallowed hard. His cock flexed in his pants and he tried really hard to not think about what she was doing to Plagg. About how much it made him think of Marinette. How it brought back a memory of her doing that to him.

She slid down his body and back into his lap with her hands on her knees as she peered back at him, rolling her hips against him again. Adrien sat down beside them again and adjusted his hips to get comfortable. He passed Plagg his glass back and drank his own a little too fast. His mind kept filtering to Marinette dancing for him in lingerie and the stripper wasn't helping him any.

Plagg shoved some bills into her g-string and Adrien tapped his foot. He looked at his phone and tried to flip through photos of Marinette to distract himself. Not that those photos would help him any. If anything… it only made it worse. The girl came over to him and grabbed his wrists, pinning his hands beside his thighs. She leaned down and swayed her hips, giving him a perfect view of between her breasts. He could see the edge of her nipples and he quickly glanced away as she turned around to roll her hips along his lap, but before she could, he stopped her. "No, I can't. Really. I can't. My girl will kill me. I'm here to just take my boss out."

The girl pouted and walked back to Plagg. "You know you own this place right?" Plagg raised an eyebrow at him. "So, she works for you." He pointed out the girl that was busy swaying her hips in front of him and bringing her hands up between her shoulder blades, catching her long hair. She raised her arms above her head, letting her hair slowly fall back down her back.

"I know Plagg, but Marinette doesn't want my associates on my dick. And I'm not gonna yell at the girl for doing her job." Adrien stated in a serious voice.

Plagg shrugged and went back to paying attention to the woman on the stage, while Adrien searched through his texts. He hadn't gotten a single new one, but he was trying to focus on anything else to get him through the rest of the night.

Adrien spent his time drinking, looking through old texts, and peering at photos of Marinette.

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Adrien stumbled through their apartment door and Marinette walked out of her craft room to catch him by his arm. "Hey. Here." She helped him to the couch and pulled his shoes off for him. "Hang on." She left to grab him a glass of water and brought it back to him.

Adrien took it and began to down it as Marinette undid the buttons on his shirt. "I can do that. It's fine." He nearly dropped his glass and Marinette took it from him, setting it onto the coffee table.

"Kitty?" Marinette softly spoke and slipped his shirt from his arms, before she worked on his belt. He lifted his hips as she undid his pants, pulling them down. He kicked them off and leaned back into the couch. "How was Plagg?"

"Well, he misses Tikki. He fucked up a hit and didn't get her a car and he stole money to pay for drugs. He can't apologize to her because he can't even look at her." Adrien rubbed his eyes with the heels of his palms. "And one of my strippers tried to give me a lap dance for free and I turned her down. Spent the rest of my night drinking, looking through old texts, and flipping through photos of you."

Marinette's eyes went wide as she noticed the bulge in his tight boxers. "And… this stripper of yours… You know because you own the place?" She straddled his hips and wrapped her arms around his neck. "Did she, uh, touch you like I do?" She spoke with an sultry voice that was laced with jealousy. "Did she roll her hips against your big, thick, cock." Marinette spoke each word slowly into his ear and Adrien groaned, rocking his hips against hers. "Did my kitty show her what belongs to his bugaboo?" She purred into his ear and slipped her hand between them to caress him through his boxers. Adrien moaned and his lips parted as he watched her through his lashes with flushed cheeks. It wasn't the thought of the stripper that he had employed that was getting the best of him… it was his girlfriend. "Because if she did? I'm gonna have to have you fire her ass!" Marinette let his dick go and grabbed his shoulders, shoving him back into the couch. She climbed off his lap and stormed off down the hall with her hands balled into fists at her hips.

"MARINETTE?" Adrien grabbed his glass, filled it with new water, and stumbled after her to their bedroom. He found the door closed and locked from the other side. "Look, I'm a man! I can't control how my body reacts. I was looking at my phone and she grabbed my wrists and pinned them down. She leaned forward and her nipples peaked out of her bra. When she went to turn around and move against my lap… I told her no that my girl would kill me if I let her. Because at the time… all I was thinking about was you. I didn't even pay her. I even told Plagg how you dance for me and that that is enough for me. He then went on about how I own the place and I said that I can't tell my employee not to work. I said that Marinette wouldn't appreciate them rubbing on my dick. But I am also a man. Marinette. Nothing happened. Other than my body reacting to not her… per say… but thoughts of you. Of you dancing for me. That is all. I promise." Adrien begged through the locked door with flushed cheeks. He sighed and slid to his knees. He turned around and pressed his back against the door and waited.

The door opened and he fell backwards at Marinette's feet. She had her arms crossed and was peering down at him with glaring blue bell eyes. She tapped her finger on her forearm, before she dropped her hands at her sides and took a deep breath. "Alright, Kitty."

He scrambled to his feet and peered up at her with guilty emerald eyes. He took her hand in his and pressed soft kisses across her knuckles. "I'm so sorry. So sorry, M'Lady. I swear she meant nothing. I swear." He begged at her feet and cuddled her hand.

"Adrien." Marinette sighed to break his apology. He looked up at her with shaking eyes. "It's fine. I get it. I mean when I got to strip clubs with Alya, I get the same way. But I always come home to you and you always come back to me. You're home. Nothing happened. Nothing happens when I go. So, it's fine. It's okay."

"This isn't one of those it's fine… but it's really not fine… and then I hear about it months later when it comes back to bite me in the ass, is it?" Adrien looked at her unamused and pouted his lips.

"Mmmm…" She tapped her bottom lip. "I mean… maybe… but if you work out this fight with a certain girl right now… She might be willing to let it go." Marinette smirked down at him and Adrien leapt to his feet.

"Yes- Princess." Adrien swooped her off her feet and shut the door with his foot, while Marinette burst into giggles.

Marinette pushed him onto the bed after he had set her down. "Be back kitty." She left him with a wink and went into their walk-in closet.

Adrien tapped his fingers on the dark grey bedspread and waited for her to come out. When she finally did, his mouth hit the floor. She was wearing one of his silver dress shirts and the black fedora hat that she had made with the silver synthetic feather. She held the shirt closed around her breasts and slowly let it go from her fingertips, revealing a pink lace lingerie set. It was a bra that had thin elastic bands that crossed over her rounded breasts. The panties were just as see through and went up and around the curve of her rounded ass. She wore a garter belt and the thin straps clipped to a pair of white thigh highs. His cock flexed in his boxers as she turned on the stereo system. Skin by Rihanna began to play throughout the room and he bit back a groan as she slowly swayed her hips and drug the backs of her hands up her sides and to her hair, dragging her hair up before it fell down. She bit her bottom lip and peered at him through her lashes as she dropped to the floor in a crouch. She grabbed her thighs and suddenly spread them with her hands.

Adrien swallowed hard and moaned as he watched her. She got up with a roll of her hips and she began to slowly body roll as she drug her hands up her thighs. She swayed her hips to the beat and hooked her fingers into her panties, pulling the straps away from her hips. She let them go and slowly moved her hands from her hips down to the apex of her thighs as she let out a soft mewl, slipping her fingers down her soft folds.

Adrien whimpered and leaned back on one of his palms, while the other slid beneath the band of his boxers to caress his hard cock. It throbbed and ached for her touch, for her wet pussy.

She took her hands away from herself and walked toward him with swaying hips. She smirked at him and gripped his shoulder with one hand. She bent down, peered up at him through her bangs, and slipped the hat onto his head. She slowly swayed her hips and stood up straight to head over to the pole that was in their bedroom. She used it for fitness purposes.

He watched her grip the pole and slowly walk around it. She stopped and leaned back, peering back at him with her bottom lip between her teeth and a wink. He chewed on his lip and watched her with highly interested eyes. She grabbed the pole and pulled herself up to spin around it. She flung her legs up and held her pose, slowly spreading them for him. He gasped and growled as she dropped her feet to the floor and body rolled against the pole with her legs spread. She stood up straight and swayed her hips as she went onto her knees. She rolled forward onto her palms. She slowly sank to the wood flooring and rolled her hips into the floor. Marinette rolled onto her back and spread her legs for him again as she arched her back off the floor. She held her pose and slowly ran her hands from her breasts down to her pussy. She moaned as she rubbed herself through the lace, causing them to get wetter.

Adrien slid his boxers down and began to run his thumb around his swollen tip and slid his hand down the length of himself, letting a moan escape his lips. He watched her as she rolled back onto her hands and knees, crawling towards him. She ran her hands up his legs and peered at him through her lashes as she ran her tongue up the length of him. He groaned and let his cock go, placing his hand behind him. He watched her circle his head with her tongue, before wrapping her lips around him. "God, Marinette. Ah…" She circled his solid shaft with her fingers and began to run it up and down in time with her mouth. He felt the pressure build and before long he was lost and cumming between her lips.

Marinette wiped her mouth and stood up with fierce blue eyes filled with need. She pushed him down onto the bed and straddled his head. Adrien watched her slide her panties to the side and he licked up her wet folds. He groaned as he clutched her thigh with one hand, while the other kept her panties to the side. Adrien groaned into her pussy as he lapped at her. He ran his tongue up her slit to her swollen clit. He flicked it with his tongue, causing it to swell. She gasped and moaned as she gripped his hair. She rolled her hips against him as he wrapped his lips around her clit and sucked hard. He moaned and flicked her exposed clit, while he sucked. She fell forward onto her palms and he reached around her hip to slip his finger into her tight pussy. Marinette cried out and softly mewled as he worked her with his finger and tongue. Her thighs shook and she screamed as she came hard. Her hips bucked as she lost control of them. Adrien moaned, sending vibrations through her pussy. "Ah, God! ADRIEN!" Marinette screamed out as she came again and again. The more he rubbed her g-spot, the more she came until she collapsed beside him when it became too much.

Adrien chuckled and laid beside her. He touched her chin and brushed his lips against hers. She panted and he slipped his tongue between her soft lips and ran it against hers. "Plagg has me on a job this morning. He wants me to get back some money that one of his buddies owes him."

Marinette nodded and hummed as she licked her lips. She was still trying to grasp her bearings, but his words stuck. "Okay. I'll go with you."

"You don't have to." Adrien shrugged and Marinette shook her head.

"No, I'll go. It's fine." Marinette yawned and patted his thigh, getting up. "Just let me get dressed." She stumbled to the closet. "I can't even walk." She giggled and pretended to be angry with him.

"Good to know I can still sweep you off your feet, M'Lady." Adrien joked and she groaned at his line, making him laugh.

Songs I Wrote to:

Song that the stripper dances to: Wicked Games by The Weeknd

Song that Marinette dances to: Skin by Rihanna