A/N: Hello everyone! I'm slowing getting my motivation back, so keep baring with me as these chapters keep getting out sporadically. A big thank you to Quantum, she wrote a lot of this chapter after I told her the gist of what I wanted. Please enjoy!
Alya sat with her laptop on the couch. Nino was busy at his soundboard mixing a new song. He flipped the switches and hit keys on it, while Alya typed loudly. He sprang off of the sounds of her keyboard and made a song out of it. She had fallen deeper and deeper in love with the man as they had grown from kids to young adults. Alya couldn't see her life without him and he couldn't survive without her. They balanced each other in ways that many would not understand. Everyone, except for Marinette and Adrien. They always admired how those two worked together. They were shocked it had taken them this long to get it together and make it work.
A knock brought her out of her thoughts and Nino took his headphones off of his ears.
"I'll get it, babe." Nino walked over to the door and answered it to find a man in a red hawaiian shirt with khaki shorts. He held a cane in his hand as he waited, stroking his beard between his fingers. "Uh… hi?" Nino raised an eyebrow as confusion colored his tone. He messed with his red ball cap as the man smiled up at him.
"Good evening, Nino, Alya." Master Fu nodded to them and Alya closed her laptop and set it aside. "My name is Fu. I have something important for you both." He smiled up at Nino, who stepped aside for him to come inside. "Ladybug and Chat Noir are dear friends of yours, yes?"
"I'm sorry... Who?" Alya raised an eyebrow and walked up to him with her hand on her hip. She had no idea who the old man was talking about and she had to get this article done. The deadline was midnight and it was already 10 o'clock at night. "Not to be rude, Fu, but I have a deadline to meet with this article and I can't be late on it. My promotion is on the line." Alya crossed her arms across her chest.
"It will only take a moment, Rena Rouge." Master Fu walked more into their apartment and Nino moved stuff off of the orange couch so that he had a place to sit. The elderly man sat down and Nino sat across from him. He seemed to be more interested than his irritated girlfriend at the moment.
"Look, dude… I mean Alya. Let's give him a chance to talk. The man deserves some air time." Nino gave Alya a desperate smile and rubbed the back of his head. He wanted to know more about what this man had to say. It could be something cool and he wanted some adventure in his life.
"Do you have any tea?" Master Fu smiled and Nino sprang up to make him some in the kitchen, while Alya remained with her back against the kitchen counter. "Now, what I am about to say may shock you, but I ask that you listen carefully before you judge me. Soon there will be great danger, and Ladybug and Chat Noir will need help. During my talk with Ladybug at her house earlier today, I saw a photo of you all at a beach."
"So?" Alya crossed her arms and rolled her eyes. "What about it? I still don't know who you are talking about or why you are calling me Rena Rouge." She was so confused and was still apprehensive about this man being in their home. She didn't know if she could trust him or not. It was better to keep up a cool facade until this old man gave her the answers she wanted. Despite Nino's obvious excitement for whatever this guy is blathering on about, Alya was still wary.
"You two show great promise. You have a great balance and since you are so close with Chat Noir and Ladybug… I think that you two would be a great match to accentuate their team." Master Fu took the warm tea from Nino's hand. "Ah… thank you." He took a slow sip of the warm liquid and sighed in bliss.
"Who are Ladybug and Chat Noir though, my du… I mean, sir?" Nino sat down across from him on the couch and waited for the elderly man to speak. He wanted to know more about them and he had no idea what was going on. He was starting to catch on to something that was just out of reach in his mind, but it was too vague to voice just yet. Better to see what the older man had to say before speaking up.
"They will tell you when the time is right. Right now, I need to relay all of the information I can for your miraculous'." Master Fu set his cup down and pulled two ornate boxes from his bag. He stood and approached Alya, who was loitering near the kitchen island in apparent discomfort. There was an electric wire running through her skin, and the hair on her arms and neck were standing on end. Whatever this older man was about to say is going to change her life, she could feel it. She just didn't know if it would be for the better or not. She eyed him as he approached, straightening up when he held out the box to her. She couldn't describe with words how her hand moved of its own accord, or how she felt drawn to this inexplicable presence residing inside the box.
"Alya Césaire, you have been chosen to wield the Fox Miraculous. In accepting this honor, you agree to work for the greater good. In times of crisis, you might be asked to lay your life on the line for the greater good. You will work with other Miraculous wielders to eradicate the evil that is threatening Paris. Should you choose to accept this Miraculous, you will wield the power of Illusion. This power must only be used for good. You are to keep your civilian identity a secret at all costs. You can choose whether to reveal yourself to your teammates, but weight the decision carefully." Master Fu opened the box. Alya took in the shining fox tail strung upon a heavy gold chain. She reached her hand out further, hesitating one last time before tracing her finger along the edge of the necklace. She looked at Master Fu, who was smiling proudly at her. "Do you accept?"
Alya's breath hitched in her throat, so she could only nod feverently.
"Welcome to Team Miraculous, Rena Rouge. Take your Miraculous and wear it with pride. Oh, and don't be startled…."
Alya didn't know what he meant by that, but she had been given the go ahead to pick her (her!) necklace so she grasped the necklace and quickly unclasped the chain to place it around her neck. Once it was comfortably settled underneath the dip in her collarbone, she felt it start to warm up. Suddenly a blinding light shone. A shadow flipped around her, zipping back and forth as the light faded out.
"Master! Long time no see!" A small creature flew in between Fu and Alya, looking back and forth between them. "Hi! My name is Trixx." Trixx looked to be a small version of a red fox. Her beautiful orangish red fur was soft and shiny. White accents graced her ears, half of her face, her belly and the end of her tail. She had black paws and mischievous looking purple eyes. Black antenna bobbed from the tips of her ears. The little fox smiled widely at Alya and crossed her arms. "I'm your kwami! I can tell that we are going to have a ton of fun!" She giggled and spun in a circle. Alya's face broke out into the biggest smile of her life as she caught the little fox in her hands.
Alya was overwhelmed by it all and so was Nino. Although, Nino was still on the edge of his seat since he hadn't yet been approached by Fu. He knew what was coming, and he was ready for it. All he wanted was to transform and see what his powers could really do. He sat up straighter, nearly vibrating out of his seat as Master Fu approached him. He tried to contain his grin, he really did, but knowing that something amazing was about to happen to him was making it hard to keep a level head. He focused as Master Fu began to speak again.
"Nino Lahiffe, you have been chosen to wield the Turtle Miraculous. In accepting this honor, you agree to work for the greater good. In times of crisis, you might be asked to lay your life on the line for the greater good. You will work with other Miraculous wielders to eradicate the evil that is threatening Paris. Should you choose to accept this Miraculous, you will wield the power of Protection. This power must only be used for good. Since your power is mainly defensive, you will be responsible for keeping your teammates and other civilians safe during a crisis. You are to keep your civilian identity a secret at all costs. You can choose whether to reveal yourself to your teammates, but weight the decision carefully. Do you accept?" Master Fu held back a smile at the eager young man before him. He had clearly already made his decision, ready to jump into being a superhero. Fu could admire his enthusiasm, but he wondered how long it would last once the battles started raging. Putting the thought out of his mind, he opened up the Miraculous box to reveal the Turtle Miraculous.
Without hesitation Nino picked up the bracelet and examined it. It looked to be a simple leather bound bracelet. It had a dark green clunky hexagon shaped design strung on it, with in laid light green pie slices separating each partition. A small circle graced the very center of the design. He slid the bracelet onto his right wrist, it came to rest at the forefront of a multitude of bracelets dangling from his right arm, yet somehow managed to stand out from the others. It seemed to adjust automatically to fit his wrist. As soon as it was settled, the same blinding light spiraled out from it. He put a hand up to his face to shield his eyes, and when he lowered it he saw a small turtle-like creature floating in front of him.
The first thing Nino noticed was a very green, very bulbous head in front of him. A thin antenna stuck up from the top of it's head, reminiscent of an alien antenna in Nino's opinion. Yellow eyes with green pupils stared solemnly back at him, waiting for Nino's visual assessment to be complete. A simple green body with a turtle shell completed the tiny god's look. Nino watched the little turtle god float in front of him, just soaking in the fact that he now had a god as a partner. The comic book nerd in him was straight up freaking the freak out, but Nino strove to keep it under control so as to make a good first impression. "What's your name, little dude?"
"My name is Wayzz and I am your kwami." Wayzz spoke with a calm and well articulated voice. Nino smiled and poked him with his index finger, just to see what kind of reaction he could elicit from the small creature.
"Welcome to Team Miraculous, Carapace. Shall we go over what you say to transform?" Master Fu smiled at the two of them and picked up his cup to take another sip of his tea.
"All you have to say is 'Trixx! Let's pounce!'" Trixx spun around in excitement. Nothing was more fun than being transformed and being able to do some good. She always found it fun to make illusions, and the freedom to leap from building to building was the best.
"And all you have to say is 'Wayzz! Shell on!'" Wayzz nodded at Nino and both of them called out their transformations.
Nino took a moment to look over at Alya and take in her form fitting, orange colored, fox themed outfit. It accentuated her hips and breasts and thinned out her waist. Her hair is now a three-tone ombré, having the roots turn from dark red/red-orange, blending to orange with the tips being white. It is slicked back into a high ponytail with an orange hairband. She has an orange mask, adorned with a white bottom half and a black mark above each eye. Two orange fox ears with white insides, black tips, and black edges are attached to the top of her head. The top layer of her suit, akin to an overcoat, is orange with a white front, a black swan-necked collar, and black arms and gloves up to the middle of her upper arms. The overcoat layer attaches down the vertical front center with a zipper, in which Nino could see that the Fox Miraculous becomes the zipper. The overcoat also has a long fox tail-like coattail that ends a bit below her knees at a sharp white tip. The bottom layer of her suit is orange with a white center on the front of the body and black legs starting at a point in the middle of her upper legs. She also has black boots with orange soles and black fox paw print markings adoring her feet. He could see the tip of what he assumed to be her weapon, a flute attached diagonally across her back. She was the sexiest woman he had ever laid eyes on, and he couldn't wait to get her alone later and show her exactly what he thought of her superhero garb.
Alya was dumbstruck as she stared at her boyfriend. He always had an easygoing vibe to him, even his clothing was laid back. But the man (because she knew that the person in front of her was no longer the boy she grew up with, but an intimidating man who fought for what was right) in front of her was anything but. He was mysterious, an enigma she couldn't wait to unravel. Her lips parted as she took in his newly minted superhero costume.
Nino, no, Carapace (because she couldn't quite associate the boy with the headphones with the man in front of her) has a dark green bodysuit with a hoodie. The hoodie has a silver semicircle on the front, red eye designs on the sides with black and golden details, and two small light green ovals below the bottom of the hood's opening. Over his eyes are black goggles with yellowish green lenses (which she thinks looks a lot like Wayzz's eyes). Underneath the suit, she can see that he has a black collar. On his suit, he has six hexagon-shaped light green circles on his chest, and he has dark gray hexagon-shaped protective pads on his shoulders, elbows, hips, and knees. Alya thinks that this looks a lot like the bracelet, and she spies the Turtle Miraculous in it's designated spot on his right wrist. Dark green boots, with an indent between his big toe and other toes, adorn his feet. Dark gray outsoles, and two indents on two sides of each boot complete his footwear. On his back, he carries a shield that is dark green on one side and light green on the other. He spun around slowly for her, a playful smile tugging the corners of his mouth upward. His gaze through his lensed goggles pinned her to the floor, heat pooling between her thighs as he pulled her close and dipped her back. He looked into her eyes as he pressed his lips against hers in a chaste but heated kiss. After catching her breath, she laughed shakily and pushed him away. "NINO…."
She looked over at Master Fu sheepishly, embarrassed that they had gotten caught up in the moment. She was surprised to find the older man smiling warmly at them, no sign of the reproach she was sure he was going to make.
Master Fu warmly smiled at the two of them. "I knew I picked the perfect people. Now your training can begin."
He proceeded to give them the basics on their respective powers, answering their many questions to the best of his ability.
It turns out that Nino's special power is called Shellter, and is executed through his shield. It allows Carapace to create a giant green shell-like spherical barrier/ force field to protect himself and his allies. It is also able to damage particular surfaces. Master Fu warned him that despite the usefulness of this power, it must be used wisely. He cautioned that Nino would detransform five minutes after using it, reminding him again how important it was that he be in a secure location to revert back to his civilian self. He also wouldn't be as maneuverable as his teammates, and would have to rely on them to get him speedily across the city if the need arose.
Rena Rogue's powers were completely different. She will have enhanced skills, such as speed, strength, and most prominently, agility. She will be able to use her legs to powerfully jump to heights that Ladybug, Chat Noir, and Carapace cannot. As suspected, she uses her flute as her weapon to easily fight with. It also is the instrument needed for her special ability. Alya's face screwed up in wonder as Fu explained how her special power, Mirage, is executed by playing her flute to produce an orange ball of energy at the far end of it. Wherever she swings the flute to throw the ball of energy, it creates an illusion. Here Master Fu cautioned her that the illusion will disappear if it is touched. Like Carapace, she will detransform after five minutes once she uses it.
Alya searched Nino's eyes in shock as they both tried to internalize the information that was dumped on them. Neither of them knew what to say at that exact moment, and silence seemed the best option until they could fully grasp the responsibility that has been placed upon them. Both of their gazes snapped to Master Fu as he stood and prepared to leave them. Alya rose from where she had sat on the couch during the explanation of their powers, following Master Fu as he headed for the door. "You're leaving already? Just like that?"
The smile Fu bent on her was tinged with sadness. "Remember, you cannot tell anyone about your miraculouses. It will put you all in grave danger. Ladybug and Chat Noir should get in contact with you soon. Good luck on your promotion, Rena Rouge." He nodded to them both and opened their front door without further ado, shutting it softly behind him.
"What do we do now? Should we call Marinette and Adrien?" Alya spoke after she detransformed and Nino followed suit. She could hardly focus on her article now that she had this new power. She wanted to explore everything about it. She was finally starting to catch on to Nino's excitement. After all, she had always wanted to be a superhero and here she was with powers and a costume and the whole nine yards!
"Nah, they're doing a date night thing tonight. How about you come over here and entertain this turtle." Nino wiggled his eyebrows at her and pulled her close by the small of her back and she rolled her eyes.
"If that's the case, I have an article to finish and you were working on a song, I believe." She pulled his hat down over his brown eyes and Nino laughed.
"Five minutes of your time." Nino winked and she shook her head with a laugh.
"You know it never stays at five minutes, Nino." Alya pushed him away and went to write her article again. Trixx floated over with her and watched her type, while Wayzz sat down on Nino's soundboard.
Their lives might have just taken a crazy unexpected curve, but they were still adults with responsibilities. Playtime could come later, Alya would make sure of it.
Marinette sat at a table in a luxury club with Adrien. She ran her hands over her navy dress. It was tight along her bust, accentuating her swollen breasts. The dress flared out and ran along her pregnant belly. She wore black leggings and light grey flats to match her outfit. Marinette ran her finger around her water glass as she watched her fiancé nurse his glass of brandy. She watched him through her dark lashes and took in his silk button down that was maroon in color. He had the sleeves rolled to his elbows to accentuate his biceps and forearm muscles. She licked her lips as she took in the hint of skin where his shirt was unbuttoned near his throat. She reached across the table and touched the back of his hand. "So, why'd you want to bring me here, hot stuff?"
Adrien nearly spit out his drink at her nickname. He had never heard her say that and something about it made his heart speed up and his cheeks catch fire. The heat ran down the back of his neck and his black frames fell down his nose. He cleared his throat and quickly pushed his glasses back in place. He set his drink down and touched the edge of the glass as he spoke. "Well, I wanted to get our minds off of everything. With everything happening so suddenly… I thought we could cut loose and have a little fun." He smiled at her and brought his drink back to his lips.
Marinette drew circles along the back of his hand. "And you wanted to try and beat me at my dance skills, kitty?" She smirked at him with a challenging look in her eye and he set his empty glass down so that he could cross his arms over his chest. She knew that he couldn't possibly dance better than her. She had it in the bag.
He raised an eyebrow at her and leaned across the table with a determined expression and Marinette suddenly ordered him another brandy when a cocktail waitress walked past. "I could outdance you any day of the week, Bugaboo." He challenged her as one side of his lip curled at the edge.
"You, outdance me? You mean like that one time we fought against a fake dancing 'akuma' as kids and you thought you could win with caramelldansen?" Marinette burst into giggles and Adrien leaned back with a pout.
"At least I was cute! Besides, that is a pawsitively sexy way to dance and you know it." Adrien looked away and Marinette's fingers were soon under his chin, yanking his face over to meet her gaze. She smiled warmly at him and fluttered her eyelashes. She was gonna make him beg for her by the end of the night. She was going to show him that she could be full of surprises too.
"You're always purrrrfectly cute, Chaton. And catastrophically attractive." Marinette purred and brought her lips mere centimeters from his soft ones. Adrien gasped as he felt her sweet breath on his lips, but she never let her lips touch his. His heart pounded against his ribcage and his cock flexed in his tight dark wash jeans. She backed up from him and slowly walked her fingers up his chest and rested her chin on her other hand. "So… if I were to put on a short skirt, sailor shirt, white knee highs, and a pair of black mary janes... And let's say I…" She grabbed the collar of his soft shirt and yanked him closer. "did caramelldansen for you…. What would happen?" She smiled at him as his lips parted and his cheeks reddened. His eyelids lowered and his chest rose and fell as he lost control of his breathing.
"I'd say… let's go home now, so that you could show me how well you dance in our bedroom." Adrien sighed dreamily and she pushed him back against the booth. Marinette giggled and scooted his new glass of brandy towards him. Adrien wrapped his fingers around the glass and brought it to his lips,before he took a long sip of the warm liquid. "You know if you're trying to get me wasted… it's not gonna work." He winked at her and downed his glass.
"Who said that was what I'm trying to accomplish, silly kitty?" Marinette snapped her fingers for another brandy and Adrien raised an eyebrow as the room spun and his body heat rose. His jeans grew tighter as she looked down to pull the top of her dress down a bit, showing off more of her cleavage. Adrien swallowed hard as another full glass appeared in front of him. Marinette crawled over to his side of the booth and she kneeled beside him. She rested her arm on the table while she reached up with her other hand to run her fingers through his soft blonde hair. Marinette peered at him with a seductive expression and tangled her fingers into his hair. She ran her fingers up his thigh and curved her hand towards his inner thigh, pulling his head back by his hair. Adrien purred as she captured his lips with her own in a hard kiss. He softly moaned as she ran her tongue along his bottom lip, seeking entrance. Adrien parted his lips and right as she was about to dip her tongue into his mouth, she replaced her mouth with the glass and he swallowed the brandy down. Marinette set the glass back on the table and bit her bottom lip as she caressed his throbbing cock through his jeans. "Ready to dance, Chaton?" She flirted with him and softly planted a kiss to his lips, tasting the tang of the alcohol. Adrien felt like the room was spinning and his chest felt like it was on fire as the alcohol pumped through his system.
"It would be my pleasure, M'Lady." Adrien smirked at her through his lashes and she got off the seat to let him out. Sunshine Riptide by Fall Out Boy began to play over the sound system and Adrien took Marinette's hand in the air, pulling her into the group of people dancing. He spun her into him and her back pressed against his body. They swayed back and forth to the song and he slid his hands to her hips, before she spun back out and did a few short steps with his hand in the air. He pulled her close again and held her hip with one hand, while he held her hand in his other one. They danced back and forth to the beat. She got as close as she could to him and he put out one of his thighs and she ground against it to the beat of the drums, while Adrien purred against her ear and rolled his hips with her. He moved his thigh and spun her in a circle, before he caught her with his other hand and he danced her back two steps and forwards another two steps. He dipped her back and slowly licked between her breasts and up her neck, biting down on her pulse point. She gasped and clutched at his satin covered bicep. A soft mewl escaped past her lips as he brought her back up onto her feet.
She grabbed his shirt as she swayed and he staggered with her before he caught himself. "I'm not the best at steadying you right now, Bugaboo." Adrien laughed and ran his hand through his hair as embarrassment colored his cheeks. Marinette giggled and helped balance him the best she could.
She touched her stomach and laughed harder at the whole situation. "Well, I hate to admit it, but.. This kitten makes it hard to balance as well, Chaton." He burst out laughing and pulled her into his arms. He pressed a soft kiss to the top of her head and she reached up on her toes to grab his face. She placed a passionate kiss on his lips and he moaned against her soft lips. "Wanna get out of here?" She whispered into his ear and nibbled along the shell of his ear.
"Oui, s'il vous plait." Adrien breathed as she giggled with her bottom lip between her teeth, leading him out of the club and towards their car. She took the keys from his pocket and climbed into the driver's seat after he opened the door for her.
"Merci, Adrien." Marinette kissed him on the lips and he closed her door as he drunkenly walked around the car to the passenger side. Adrien got into his seat and looked over to see Marinette gripping the wheel, a mixture of fear and determination warring on her features. She screwed her hands on the wheel and chewed on her bottom lip. Her heart hammered in her chest and her mind wandered out of control. Her breathing sped up as she began to stress out, suddenly lost in a sea of what-ifs.
Adrien reached over and touched her thigh, snapping her back into the present with him. "Are you okay, baby?"
Marinette shook her head and looked at him with tears in her eyes. "I- I can't do it and I don't know why. I'm sorry Adrien, but what if-" She threw her hands into the air and they gently landed on her stomach as she peered down at their unborn kitten. "What if a car hits us? What if I crash? What if our tire blows out and then I lose control of the car and then- and then-" She burst into tears, hiccuping the rest of her sentence. Adrien took her into his arms, his heart going out to the strong woman next to him.
He stroked her hair and shushed her. "Mari, if you don't feel comfortable driving… we can call a driving service to take us home. Alright? It's okay. Everything is going to be fine. Don't worry." He kissed the top of her head and she relaxed against him. Adrien held her tightly as he took out his phone and began to look up a number for a driving service nearby. It didn't take long for a car to pull up for them.
She looked at him sheepishly as he guided her into the backseat. "I- I'm sorry, Adrien. I don't know what's come over me, I just…"
Adrien shook his head at her, lovingly pressing a kiss to her temple. "Don't worry about it, Mari. I'd imagine it has something to do with your hormones being out of whack thanks to this little one." He rubbed his hands along her swollen stomach with a soft smile. "It's okay, really. This is just part of who you are right now, there's nothing wrong with it at all."
She smiled at him in pure adoration, grateful for his soothing and reaffirming words. She couldn't seem to turn off the part of her brain that wanted to worry about literally everything, it was both exhausting and terrifying. The longer they sat in silence, the more things occurred to her.
"But what about your car?" Marinette looked up at him, while they sat in the back of the driver's car. She was worried about it being left overnight there. Adrien sighed and took her hand in his. He rubbed his hand along her knuckles.
"I can always get dropped off tomorrow and drive it back home. Okay? Don't worry about it. It'll all work out, Bugaboo. I promise. Now, can we go back to what we were originally planning to do?" He touched her cheek and leaned into her, pressing a soft kiss to her lips that soon escalated into more intoxicating ones that left them breathless.
Adrien paid the driver once they pulled up to their house. They stumbled out of the car and made their way up the sidewalk to their front door. She clutched at his shirt as she ran her tongue along his in open mouth kisses. They managed to stumble through the front door and into the entryway before Adrien groaned and kissed her one last time before pulling away from her. "What are you doing, silly kitty?" Marinette put her hands on her hips and watched him darkly smirk as he shut the front door before he backed up against it, just out of her reach.
"Oh… nothing…" Adrien slurred and punched his fist out before twirling his hand up and beside his head. "Plagg, claws out!" A green light enveloped him and he ran his two fingers past his emerald eyes and brushed his hair back with his hands as a black mask and ears appeared. Before long, he was clad in all black and no longer Adrien. Marinette gasped as he grabbed her hand and yanked her upstairs to their bedroom.
He backed her into their bed and she fell onto it. She laid back into the pillows and he climbed onto the bed between her thighs. Chat took her wrists into his hands and slammed them onto the bed beside her head, bending down to slowly lick and suck along her pulse point. She gasped and her heart fluttered as panic set in from his position. The way his hands gripped her wrists and pinned them to the bed, the way his hips were grinding into hers, and the smell of brandy on his breath intoxicated her and made her sick to her stomach. She began to panic as her mind replaced Adrien with Luka. "Stop! Stop, stop, stop! Get away from me!" Marinette felt tears fall from her eyes and Chat immediately dropped her wrists and sat back on his heels, totally bewildered by her panicked tone.
His chest rose and fell in a fast paced rhythm and he searched her eyes as he tried to figure out what had just happened. "What's wrong? What did I do?" He began to look her over to make sure she was okay as she sat up. She hid her face in her hands, feeling ashamed that she would even consider them being the same because they weren't. Nothing about them was similar and it made her feel even sicker that her body had reacted that way.
"I- I'm sorry. Let's just continue." Marinette sat back against the pillows, refusing to look him in the eye. Chat crawled up beside her, exhaling roughly as the romantic mood evaporated. He didn't want to continue if she wasn't comfortable with something he did. He wanted to know what exactly caused her reaction, and it was driving him mad that she just continued to sit there in silence. His mind kept trying to go over what he could have done wrong, but nothing was coming up. That was, until it hit him.
He looked down at his clawed hands and his eyes looked back up at her, shaking. "I just reminded you of Lukass." It all came flooding back to him and he immediately wrapped her in his arms. "I'm so sorry, Marinette. I'll go brush my teeth and change my clothes and then I'll be back and we'll make love, okay? I won't pin you down. Promise." Chat got up and detransformed, the sick feeling in his stomach following him as he made his way into the bathroom.
Marinette pressed the heels of her palms into her eyes and her stomach flipped as bile rose in her throat. She had ruined their night and she felt guilty about it. Flashes of Luka went through her mind, and a shadow lingered in the room that she was sure wasn't there when Adrien was with her. It was only a flash, but an uneasy feeling sat deep within her stomach and she felt their kitten react to it. "Did you feel that too?" She rubbed her stomach as her stomach turned over again and she ran into the bathroom to relieve the contents in her stomach.
Adrien peeked his head out of the shower to see Marinette over the toilet. "Are you okay?" He rinsed off, shut the water off, and wrapped a white towel around his waist. Adrien bent down to hold back her hair as she gasped. "Maybe we should just get you to bed tonight and try again tomorrow." He warmly smiled at her and she shook her head as she stood up, wiping her mouth with a piece of toilet paper.
"No, no I'm okay. I just thought I saw something and the thought of Luka got to me and-" Marinette was interrupted by Adrien transforming again against Plagg's wishes. He pulled his baton from his back and elongated it as he started to walk out of the bathroom with his chest puffed out.
"Stay here." Chat wandered through the house with a protective aura, but he found nothing. There was no one in their house. Marinette walked up behind him after she finished brushing her teeth, her arms wrapped across her chest to keep herself together. She worried her bottom lip and poked his shoulder. Chat spun around to find his fiancée standing there with her head down.
"Can we just forget about what happened? Please? Just come back to bed. It was only a shadow. It's nothing. I'm just being hypersensitive." Marinette looked up at him as determination flashed across her face, and grabbed his collar to pull him down for a kiss. He shrunk his baton back to carrying mode and clicked it into place behind his back as he sank into her kiss. She lead him back into their bedroom and he scooped her up into his arms and gently laid her onto their bed.
He crawled up her body and slid his hand along her thigh, pushing her dress up her body and over her head. Marinette sighed as he slid his hand beneath the waistband of her leggings, pulling them down her hips while his lips brushed along hers. She gasped and softly mewled as she raised her hips to help him take them off. She shifted her legs, kicking them from her ankles.
Chat slid his hand between their bodies and ran his gloved finger along her slit through her thin panties. She moaned and arched her back, gripping his bicep through the skin tight material. Chat leaned into her and softly brushed his lips against her soft lips as he circled her swollen clit through her soaked panties. Chat kissed down her body and bit the side of her panties, tearing them, and freeing them from her curvy hips. Marinette gasped as she was freed from them and the cool air brushed along her sensitive folds. Chat gripped her thighs and spread them as he dipped his head between her thighs. He slowly licked from her tight opening to her clit and she trembled with her fingers buried in his soft hair. She gripped his black leathery ears and panted as she rolled her hips against his mouth. Chat wrapped his lips around her swollen button and sucked hard as he flicked the tip of his tongue against her exposed clit. Marinette cried out and came hard around his mouth as her legs shook. He gave her clit one last flick of his warm tongue and she slid her hands to his biceps and tried to yank him up her body.
He got the hint and crawled back up her body. She played with his bell and made it chime as she hit it with her index finger. Marinette wrapped her fingers around it and yanked him down into a kiss. She ran her tongue along his and slowly slid the bell down his chest. The zipper gave way, showcasing his muscular pecs and perfect abs. She panted as she took his body in. She slid her hands beneath his suit at his shoulders and slowly peeled it down his biceps and he slipped his hands out. He supported himself on his palms, causing his back muscles to flex. Marinette ran her hands along them and felt them with her fingertips. She softly cooed as she took in his beautiful body and how it glowed beneath the low lights. Marinette scanned up his body and her eyes fell onto his chartreuse cat eyes. She undid his belt tail and yanked it from his hips before she sank her fingers into his suit to push them over his ass and down his thighs. He kicked it off and bent down to capture her lips with his own in a fiery kiss that was fueled by lust and love.
Marinette reached between them and wrapped her fingers around his cock. She ran her thumb along his slit and spread his precum around his swollen head. Chat moaned as she worked him with her hand. She grabbed the back of his head with her other hand and pulled him down into a deep kiss. She ran her tongue along his bottom lip and dipped it past his parted lips. Chat returned her kiss with enthusiasm as he let go of his restraint. He rolled his hips and replaced her hand with his own. He rubbed the head of his cock against her slit and she softly moaned as he found her opening and slowly eased into her wet core. She cried out and gripped his biceps as he slowly rocked into her tight pussy.
She cried out and he bent down to capture her lips as he sped up. Her toes curled and he panted in her ear as he thrust into her harder. "Ch-Chat! I'm gonna! So close- mmm…" She moaned and grasped at his back. She slid her hands down his back to his rounded ass to dig her nails into his toned muscles. She wrapped her legs around his hips and rolled her hips, riding out her orgasm as she burst into a million stars.
Chat panted and groaned as he clenched his fists in the sheet and braced himself as the pressure built at his spine. He moaned and gasped as the rubber band broke and he came hard with his hands in her hair and his lips on hers. She moaned and softly hummed as he rode out his high. Chat pulled out and detransformed, leaving Adrien beside her. She rolled onto her side and smiled up at him. He softly kissed her on the forehead and she cuddled against his chest. "I love you so much, Adrien."
Adrien sighed and touched her chin to bring her lips up to his. He softly planted a chaste kiss on her lips before pulling away to speak. "I love you too, Madame Agreste." She burst out into a fit of giggles and she slowly fell asleep against him. He chuckled at how fast she could fall asleep as he moved to wrap them both in the warm comforter. He reached beside him and grabbed the remote to shut the lights off before he got comfortable and fell asleep beside her.
Neither noticed the glint of dark, malevolent eyes that had watched their intimate display. The barest hint of the outline of a body coalesced in the shadows, listening to the deep, even breaths of the people in the bed. It walked forward slowly, piercing blue eyes fixed on the naked woman as she slept. The eyes narrowed as the body approached the bed, a hand reached out to run a finger along her jaw, delighting when she shivered in her sleep and moved away restlessly. Shadows swirled as the body bent over. The sleeping woman's brows puckered as barely there lips brushed hers. A low whine escaped her plump lips, and a thumb caressed her cheek as blue eyes stared at the woman who caused his death. Sure, her hand didn't deal the final blow, but it was because of her that he no longer existed. Well, not to them at least.
"Shhhh….. Don't wake up just yet, bella. I have so many wonderfully delicious nightmares I want to share with you…"
Ice cold fingers pressed against her temples as the specter laughed maliciously.
A/N: Our poor babies, they just can't ever catch a break! A little tidbit about me, I had a terrible fear of driving when I was pregnant with my first child. Actually, it was a fear of travel in general, but driving was awful for me since I still had to get around town some way or another. So Mari's meltdown was modeled after my own fear (except my then-husband wasn't nearly as understanding as our dear Adrien was). PS - My fear was totally justified: I was six months pregnant with my second child, with a sleeping baby in the backseat, when I was rear ended at a dead stop by a person going sixty miles an hour. To say I was slightly unhappy would be a gross understatement =P I'm hoping to have the next chapter out in half the amount of time, I've already gotten part of it written!