Note: Sorry, it has been so.. long since I updated anything. I have been busy with commissions and I hurt my calf muscle a few days ago and have been off it. I tried to walk on it and get stuff done, but a certain stubborn man... wouldn't let me. ;) LOL no joke. I'd get up and he'd immediately walk me back to sit on the couch or lay down and get me what I needed. haha But it's because if I injure it worse... there's a possibility that I need to get the MRI done and maybe be told I need surgery. It seems to be doing better today though. :) So, I sat down and wrote an update for this story. :) Which, was when that certain man was at work. haha. Anyways... I hope you enjoy this and if it's slightly off... I'm sorry. I'm still trying to remember where I was going with this. :)
"You selfish bastard!" Trixx walked up to Plagg and grabbed him by the collar of his shirt.
"What do you want from me?" Plagg glared a her and Tikki crossed her arms and stood behind her ex.
"You made them go on a suicide mission and then gave him nothing in return. Yeah, you paid him, but do you think he does this shit for the money?" Trixx spit the words from her mouth and glared at him.
"Doesn't everyone?" Plagg rolled his eyes and lit up a cigar.
"No, Plagg! Not everyone is in it for the money. Not that kid." Trixx slammed her hand down on his desk and Plagg nearly dropped his cigar from his fingertips. "That kid goes out there and does jobs for you so that you respect him! So, that he can come back to you and be told that he did a great job! That you're proud of him! Look at his fucking father, Plagg!" Trixx pointed at the window and scoffed. "What kid deserves such a dick of a father? Hm? You think he's not gonna see you as the closest thing to a father that he's got? Hell! He thinks of me as his mother!"
Plagg swallowed hard and tried to not think about how Adrien wound up on his doorstep. How the kid became Chat Noir and started it all. How desperate he was and how much he hung on Plagg's every word like it was the best advice that he had ever heard.
Tikki slid his phone across the desk to him. Plagg groaned, slammed his fist on the desk, and picked up his phone. "Fine."
Plagg: Hey. I want to take you out tonight. I'll come by to pick you up at 20:00.
Plagg set his phone down and waved for Trixx to leave him be. "Alright, I texted him. Don't you have someone else to pester?"
"As a matter of a fact, I do." Trixx smirked at him and looked over at Tikki. "Wanna go out with me tonight? Girls only?"
"Alright, Trixx." Tikki smiled and walked up to Plagg, putting her hands on his shoulders to kiss him on the cheek. "I'll see you tonight."
"Alright, Sugar Cube." Plagg smirked at her and she rolled her eyes as she followed the woman out of the building.
Plagg's phone went off and he looked down at the screen.
CN: Alright, but you buy. And I'm not getting a lap dance.
"We'll see about that, kid." Plagg chuckled and opened his contacts to text Ladybug.
Adrien walked into the club with Plagg and they went up to the bar to order drinks. Half naked girls danced on poles and scantily clad women walked around with black trays. Plagg passed Adrien a drink and they sat down at a V.I.P table.
"I know I didn't act proud of you for doing that job. I should have treated you better. I should have known better." Plagg took a sip of his cognac and looked at Adrien. "Sometimes… I forget who I'm working with."
"It's fine. I don't need your validation." Adrien rolled his eyes and grimaced as he threw back the shot.
"See…" Plagg pointed at him with his index finger. "You do though. You need someone to approve of you and tell you what a good job you are doing. Well… I'm about to show you how much I appreciate you."
"Plagg…" Adrien warned him as his boss yanked him from the table and lead him to a V.I.P room. "I said no lap dances."
"Lap dance? Who said anything about that?" Plagg clapped him on the back. "I just want to reward a good worker of mine…"
Plagg shoved Adrien onto the black leather couch and he leaned back with his hands between his widened thighs. "You do know… I know what your plan is. I'm not having some worker of mine dance all up on me."
"You, uh, sure about that one?" Plagg gestured to the stage in the room and slowly left out of the room.
A red curtain circled the stage and, as the song Bed by Nicki Minaj and Ariana Grande began to play, it opened to reveal a woman facing away from him. Her right hand was on the steel pole and her left leg was crossed over her right one.
"Plagg! C'mon man! I said no lap dances!" Adrien threw back another shot and groaned as he thought about Marinette at home.
Adrien's eyes scanned up her creamy legs to her rounded ass that was accentuated by red, lacy, cheeky panties and a pair of tall black stilettos with bright crimson heels. A silver strand of crystals ran across the deep v at the back of waistband and glimmered in the lights. His gaze ran up her spine to her matching lace bra. Silver strands of crystals ran around her chest and up in five strands, attaching to a thick silver collar around her neck.
He swallowed hard and walked over to the cart with liquor on it, pouring himself a glass of cognac. Adrien sat down and leaned against the cushions with his arm across the back as the woman began to move her hips in a figure eight swaying motion.
She bent down and touched her ankle. She slowly dragged her fingertips up her calf, to her knee, and up to her hip as she rolled her body. Adrien tried to control himself as he watched her slowly peer over her shoulder and wink at him. He noticed that she had on a lace black mask over her eyes and didn't look like anyone he knew in his club.
She grabbed onto the pole and swung around it, bringing her legs up onto it. She held the pole with her thighs and slowly arched her back against the pole, sliding her hands over her breasts and down her stomach till she reached between her thighs, letting out a soft moan. Adrien licked his lips as he watched her grab the pole and pull herself up against it, rolling her hips into the pole.
Adrien groaned as he watched her with entertained eyes. She spun around and slowly came down to the stage, doing the splits. She rolled her hips and looked at him with a sultry smile. She parted her lips as she leaned forward, slowly crawling along the stage her with hands, and brought her legs behind her. She slowly thrusted her hips against the stage to the beat and rolled onto her back, where she slowly planted her feet and arched her back. She slowly slid her hands down her body from her collar and to her breasts, where she lingered, before gliding them down her stomach to her pussy. She looked over at him with her dark hair spilling around her face as she bit her bottom lip and moaned for him.
He recognized her moans and realization hit him. She rolled her body to sit up and spun to face him, bringing her knees up. "Don't you dare baby…" Adrien whispered under his breath and she giggled, slowly opening her thighs showcasing that her panties were crotchless ones. "Fuck…" Adrien bit his knuckle and groaned as he watched her pussy glisten in the light.
She slowly slid her fingers down her panties and along her wet folds, causing Adrien to groan louder. She flung her head back and moaned louder as she dipped her middle finger into her tight entrance.
"Jesus." Adrien whined as he watched his girlfriend slide her finger in and out of herself before adding a second one.
Marinette giggled and slid her fingers out of her wet pussy, bringing them to her mouth. She watched him through her dark lashes as she slowly ran her tongue up and around her fingers; before, she wrapped her red lips around them. Adrien parted his lips and lost his breath as he watched her taste herself on her fingertips, leaving a ring of lipstick behind.
She crawled up to him with her gaze locked on his. She watched how his chest rose and fell with each breath and how he adjusted his hips to be more comfortable. Marinette smirked and ran her palms up his calves, to his knees, and up along his thighs. She grazed his hard cock through the thin woven material and smiled.
"Does your girlfriend know that you're here?" Marinette ran her thumb along his cock, causing him to moan from deep in his chest.
"Well… I didn't know my girlfriend worked for my club." Adrien smirked at her with a dangerous expression.
"Just started today…" Marinette gave him a sultry expression and slowly crawled into his lap.
She grabbed his shoulders and slowly rolled her hips, rubbing her wet pussy against his black pants. Adrien moved closer to the edge of the couch. He kept his hands on the couch as she moved her hips harder against his cock. Adrien groaned and lowered his lashes to watch her. She let go of one of his shoulders and slid her hand up her breast and into her hair, slowly closing her eyes to moan.
"Really?" Adrien spoke through his teeth as she worked him through his slacks. "And did I interview you, Mademoiselle Dupain-Cheng?"
"Well…" Marinette rolled her hips to get up on her heels. "I was told you liked to watch a girl first. Ya know… test her out?"
She grabbed the back of his blonde hair and pulled his head back, placing her pussy over his lips. Her sweet scent intoxicated him and made him purr.
Adrien groaned and ran his slender fingers up her thighs and held her ass as she slowly dipped her dripping pussy to his lips. Marinette held still and her legs trembled as he ran his tongue along her folds. Adrien yanked her down closer and Marinette cried out as he covered her pussy with his mouth, rolling his tongue against her.
Marinette panted and bit her fingers as she almost lost balance. Adrien flicked her swollen clit with the tip of his warm tongue and she whimpered. He gently kissed her sensitive bud with his soft lips and smirked as he slowly circled her clit with his fingertip. "You're taste sweet enough. But… I think these panties get in the way of the full product." Adrien pulled at the side of her panties.
"Rip 'em." Marinette dared him with a glint in her eyes as she begged for release. She was so close and he was keeping her on the edge.
"I don't know… I'm kind of fond of this chain…" Adrien ran his index finger to the back and hooked it into the thin silver chain. He tugged on it and she gasped as the lace material grazed her pussy.
"Please… kitty." Marinette begged as she dripped with her arousal.
"Gotta beg better than that, Bugaboo." Adrien smirked at her and she sat on his lap and slid down his legs till she was on the floor in front of him.
Marinette ran her hands up his thighs and undid his belt, button, and zipper. He leaned back more and freed himself from his black boxers, running his hand up and down himself. She softly moaned and watched him circle his smooth tip with his thumb, sliding his hand back down to the base, causing precum to appear from the slit. Anticipation killed her as she peered at the glistening drop, wanting to lick it.
She whimpered and he smirked at her. "Do you want a taste?"
"Yes." Marinette sighed and watched him run his hand back down and up, causing more precum to pool and spill down the length of his cock. "Please…"
He watched her lick her lips and let himself go. She grabbed his thighs and slowly licked up his length as he flexed it. Marinette ran her tongue up and over the slit, tasting him. She moaned as she wrapped her lips around his cock and he moved his hips to get closer to the edge of the couch. She moaned as his cock went to the back of her throat. Marinette mewled as she wrapped her fingers around his soft cock and sucked, while she ran her tongue along his length from side to side.
He moaned and clutched the couch cushion with his nails as she sped up her rhythm and pace. Adrien groaned as she brought her lips to his swollen tip and parted her lips to run her tongue around it. She peered up at him and slowly licked up the length of him again with bedroom eyes.
Adrien touched her arm, signaling for her to get into his lap. She moaned as he touched her chin and brought her lips to his. Marinette ran her tongue along his and softly mewled as he slid one of his hands up her inner thigh, until he reached her wet pussy. He put his index and middle finger on both sides of her clit and quickly wiggled them back and forth, barely grazing her swollen clit. Marinette clutched his shoulders and leaned into him, pressing her hips closer to him. Adrien undid her bra with his free hand and she slid it off, tossing it to the floor.
He pinched one of her peaked nipples, rolling it between his index finger and thumb. She cried out and brought her lips to his neck, panting hard. He sped up his fingers and she gasped, moaning louder as her thighs trembled. She lost all control of her body and knew that he had taken it over. Marinette was at his mercy. Adrien dipped his head as she arched her back and brought her other nipple to his lips. He nibbled, licked, and sucked on it. Marinette whimpered and moaned louder as he worked her pussy and breasts together. Her nails dug into his shoulders and he groaned against her breast as she shook all over.
Marinette lowered her pussy as her need for his cock increased. Adrien moved his fingers out of the way as she rubbed her wet pussy along his smooth cock. He moaned and held her hips as she teased her clit with his head. Adrien guided her hips and slid into her, causing her to gasp and moan while she licked her lips. She rose and fell onto his hard cock. Adrien raised his hips to angle himself better, causing her to gasp and cry out with trembling legs. Her muscles tightened up as her clit rubbed against his pelvis, bringing her closer to the edge. Her arousal coated her folds and helped to stimulate her and make her clit more sensitive.
"A-Adrien." Her voice came out in a shaky moan.
He nodded and kissed her lips, running his tongue along hers, and she clutched at his black woven shirt with a trembling hand. Her whole body shook as she got closer and closer. Adrien moved his hips to help her orgasm. He pinched one of her nipples and tweaked it with his index finger and thumb. She gasped and broke the kiss as she slammed her pussy down and rubbed her clit against him, cumming hard. She panted and screamed as she coated him in her arousal. "Fuck, fuck, fuck. Oh fuck… Adrien." Marinette let go and kept her hips rolling with his.
Adrien panted with parted swollen lips and clutched her calves with his nails. "I'm gonna cum."
"Cum in me." Marinette moaned and tried to catch her breath as he sped up his hips and pumped harder, letting go within her.
She slumped against him, kissed up his neck, and along his jawline. Adrien softly hummed as she giggled and kissed his lips with sultry kisses. He parted his lips and she slid her tongue along his.
Plagg shoved open the door. "Sorry to interrupt but-" Shots rang out and he slammed the door shut behind himself and ducked as a bullet flew through the wood. "-guys in suits are here."
Adrien grabbed Marinette and threw her to the ground beneath him. He shoved his pants back up and grabbed two guns from beneath the couch, passing one to Marinette. Adrien shrugged off his over shirt and shoved it at Marinette. She threw it on and buttoned it as she panicked. More gunshots rang out and Adrien looked around frantically.
"Who the fuck would shoot up my club?" Adrien spoke through his teeth and fastened his pants.
"Guess who." Plagg glared at him and Adrien groaned in frustration.
Song playing in the club:
Kream by Iggy Azalea ft. Tyga
Song that Marinette danced to:
Bed by Nicki Minaj ft. Ariana Grande