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"Hey Kit! Catch!"
Chat Noir flung the fox miraculous wearer's stick back at him after it had been knocked away. Kitsune smiled back at him and the two ran around the akumatized person before them, avoiding exploding test tubes thrown their way. The two stopped behind Ladybug who was swinging her yoyo and assessing the villain.
"Kit?" The orange clad hero asked, a brow raised.
"Yep, cute baby fox." Chat wore a devilish grin as the redhead blushed, suddenly pushing him away as a chemical filled test tube was thrown their way.
"Whaa-!" Ladybug ducked and the exclaiming black clad hero would have hit the floor face first if not for Kitsune pulling him back up by his tail.
"Head in the game boys! We need to find the akuma!" She jumped away, attacking the evil scientist.
"It's Madam Mendeleiev." Kitsune said, turning serious. "The akuma must be in her lab coat, it's the same as the one she wore to school today."
"How can you tell it's her?" Chat asked and Kit smirked.
"I knew it was you when you first turned up."
"Seriously!?" Kitsune jumped away as Chat stood shocked, attacking their now evil teacher from behind, trying to grab at her stained black lab coat. She flung around and threw acid at him, the teen ducking and getting a kick to the stomach. Chat ran to stand over the redhead protectively with something like a growl as he struggled to get back up. Ladybug hit the woman in the head with her yoyo, tearing her attention from the boys.
"It's the lab coat!" Kitsune yelled to Ladybug who nodded, readying to use her 'Lucky Charm'.
Chat helped the boy up, looking at him curiously.
"Do you know who Ladybug is?"
"Not now Chat!" The redhead yelled, temper suddenly flaring. He shoved the blond out the way as another test tube was flung at them, this one turning to a blue expanding bubble which hit the smaller teen right of the side of the building.
"Kitsune!"
"Chat Noir, I need your help!" Ladybug yelled to the blond as he rushed to the side of the building. Nathaniel clung to a windowsill tightly, hanging uncomfortably.
"I'm fine, go help!" The blond seemed to have an internal battle about this till Ladybug called him again.
"Go!" Kitsune demanded, heaving himself up on the window ledge. The blond hesitated before running off to Ladybug's aid. Nathaniel huffed and heaved himself up to sit on the ledge, feet dangling as he looked around for a way to get back up to the roof without falling five stories. His stick had fallen and was laying on the street below. Kitsune groaned and his ears drooped. He was stuck. No way he was jumping all the way down there, what if he went splat? He wasn't a cat, he doubted he'd land on his feet.
A ring of red hearts exploded from the roof and spread throughout Paris from Ladybug's powers, righting any damage done. At least that was dealt with.
Chat's metal pole extended past him to the ground below, the black clad hero sliding down on it to his level.
"Fancy meeting you here." The blond said lightly. "Are you alright?" He extended a hand, smile not doing well to hide his actual worry. Kitsune took the hand and stood up on the ledge.
"Why is it always me getting injured the worst?"
"You’re just new to this." Chat assured gently.
"I'm just weak." He squeaked suddenly as the blond yanked him closer, holding him tightly as they descended down with the retracting pole.
"No you’re not." He assured, letting the other go when they touched the ground, walking over to pick up the others stick and pass it to him. Kitsune went to take it but Chat pulled it away behind his back, putting out his fist for the other to bump. The redhead rolled his eyes with a smile, pounding fists with the other as they tittered laughter. Chat took his hand and put the stick in it, the fox miraculous wearer spinning it in his hand and onto the strap on his back.
The two snuck off to an ally and changed to normal, Nathaniel groaning and rubbing his neck.
"I think the initial no-pain-adrenaline-thing wore off." The redhead moaned, body aching.
"Shame, it's a long walk home." Trixx said, winking slyly to Plagg and Adrien before the two Kwami flew into Nathaniel's bag, which had been left along with Adrien's satchel in the ally.
"My place is closer, come on. I'll give you a piggyback ride." Nathaniel blushed but thought on it before sighing. He was honestly too tired to argue.
"Fine." The blond grinned triumphantly and squatted, allowing the other to crawl up onto his back. He hefted him up, hands holding the other's upper thigh and lower butt, stopping a moment to relish the moment. He wasn't a perve, not at all, just a French, teenage boy with a healthy sex drive. The blond took a breath to calm himself, resisting the urge to squeeze, and the two were off towards Adrien's in the afternoon light.
Nathaniel, having never been to Adrien's before, wasn't sure what to expect of his house. Okay, it would probably be big and expensive, Adrien being a model and his dad a... whatever it was. Investor of some kind. Or it could have been a penthouse like Chloé boasted she lived in. Either way he certainly wasn't expecting the high black gates that Adrien finally stopped at.
"This is your house?" Nathaniel almost whispered, looking on in awe. Big was an understatement. This was a goddamned mansion. Adrien chuckled at the teen's question and pressed the intercom, Nathalie's snappy voice answering.
"Who is it?"
"Hey Nat, back from the photo shoot."
"You were at a photo shoot?" Nathaniel asked.
"Shhh." Adrien said, squeezing the other's behind to quiet him. The boy squeaked but went silent.
"Who's that?" Nathalie snapped, suspicion roused.
"I brought a friend over." There was silence for a moment before a buzz, the gates unlocking and automatically opening for him. "Thanks Nat."
The two walked up to cobble path to the door, Nathaniel's face buried in the blonde’s back as he was still blushing immensely from being groped, as if the constant supporting presence of the other's hands on his behind wasn't hard enough to try ignoring as he focused all his willpower on not ending up with boner pressing into Adrien's back. That would be the epitome of awkward.
The front door opened to reveal a thin, tall, and stoic looking woman with dark hair. She looked at Nathaniel with what he assumed was disdain and he hid further behind Adrien.
"Who is this?" She seemed a little calmer now, seeing the rather pathetic looking teen who really didn't seem like he could possibly be a possible threat to Adrien, clinging to the blonde’s back like a shy child.
"Nathalie this is Nathaniel. He's a friend from school." She rose a brow at their position, hinting for an explanation. "Oh, he kind of... fell." The blond said, smiling nervously. She nodded and stood out the way of the door, allowing them to pass.
"I can walk now." Nathaniel whispered to the other, struggling not to fidget.
"Shh, you'll ruin the act, just play injured."
"I am injured I got knocked off a building." The redhead hissed. Having risen his head out of the other's shoulder where he was 'hiding' (the old if I can't see you, you can't see me routine) Nathaniel could now see the mansions entrance interior, and his mouth gaped. The ceiling was taller than his two story house, and the chandler looked like it was made of air suspended diamonds. Even the stairs had a velvet rug running up then.
"Wow."
"Pretty big huh?" Adrien said, not too fondly.
"Uhuh." The other replied stupidly, making the blond smile as he started up the stairs to the top floor.
"Is that a real Rembrandt?!" The redhead asked as they passed a large painting in the hall.
"Probably." The blond replied, unsure. He'd ask Nathalie later, and maybe check if there were any other famous painting in the house Nathaniel might like. Maybe they could go to that little art museum next to the history museum that got broken into one day. He felt like the aspiring artist would like that.
"I knew you were rich but this is ridiculous." The teen on his back said, looking around in wonder. Adrien found himself chuckling and stopped in front of his door, releasing one of the boy’s cheeks to open it.
Nathaniel swore quietly as he was brought inside. It was simple, only a queen bed, bedside table, desk, drawers, wardrobe, a door in the other wall, big windowpanes making up most of the far wall, a big shaggy grey rug, and few defining possessions, but man, it was fucking huge.
"Your room is the size of the cafeteria." He said in wonder.
"No it's not." Adrien looked around. "Okay, just over half the cafeteria maybe. The windows and high ceiling just make it look bigger." He set the other down on his bed and stood stretching a moment, relaxing his muscles with a relieved sigh.
Plagg and Trixx flew out of Nathaniel's bag with twin yawns and grumbling tummies.
"I'll go get you and ice-pack and those two some food." The two Kwami's smiled and lay on his pillow, happily curled up beside one another.
"Thanks. Um, can I shower here?" The redhead asked, trying not to blush. "I'm kind of sweaty after the fight."
"Sure, showers through there. You can use the bath if you like too."
"You have your own bathroom?" The teen asked in disbelief. Adrien only nodded and left out the door towards the kitchen downstairs.
Nathaniel bit his lip and got up, walking towards the second door. He peeked in carefully, eyes doubling to the size of saucers. It was as big as the lounge-room back at his, and there was a goddamned spa in the corner. The shower head was the size of a clipboard for God's sake. It would be like a waterfall under there!
Excited the teen stripped, forgetting the pain in his muscles, and jumped into the glass box around the shower.
Adrien returned a little while later with Camembert and berries for Trixx, unsure what the fox would want. Neither Kwami complained, happily digging into the food that had been brought to them.
The blond left the icepack on his bedside table, hearing the shower running and a quiet hum of approval on the other side of the bathroom door. He could just imagine the other completely bare, holding himself under the spray, droplets running down every valley and contour of his ivory body as he wore an expression of ecstasy.
There was a giggle from his pillow and he turned to see the two Kwami's hiding smiles, looking at him in the corners of their overly large eyes. He coughed and walked away from the bathroom door, going to his drawers. After some searching he managed to find a spare, comfortable long sleeve shirt for the other, something that wouldn't show any skin, so he wasn't tempted. Not that there was anything to be tempted by, he just wanted the other to be comfortable. Had he not returned the clothes the other lent him a few days ago then he'd would have given him those instead, but it would be nice to see the other in something he owned. Not that there was any particular reason for that.
The shower was switched off and after a moment the door handle to the bathroom twisted open, Nathaniel peeking through an open slither.
"Could I borrow some clothes?"
"Sure." Adrien walked over and passed him the shirt through the gap.
"Um, pants too?"
"Oh! Yeah, of course." Lord knows what would happen if the other started flashing his legs around. The blond wasn't quite sure his self-control went that far.
Adrien grabbed out a comfortable pair of tracksuit pants and passed them too through the crack in the doorway, his hand brushing the other's wet one before he withdrew and the door shut.
Nathaniel took a deep breath, absently brushing a finger over the knuckle where they had touched. He placed the clothes on the countertop besides the sink and dried himself quickly with the grey towel on the rack. It was soft and warm, and smelled like Adrien's apple shampoo, which he totally didn't start to sniff while in the shower. That would be creepy, smelling other people’s cleaning products just because they smelled like that person’s hair. He probably shouldn't have been using Adrien's towel either, but it was dry and he didn't have the courage to go riffling through the other's cabinet for a spare. The blond wouldn't mind... hopefully.
Adrien was sitting on the bed when Nathaniel entered, now fully dressed. The blond turned to him and smiled happily, noticing the grey towel on his head.
"I borrowed your towel." The redhead said nervously.
"It's fine, it should be clean. Hey, I was wondering... do you, maybe, want to sleep over tonight?" Nathaniel looked at the other surprised and the blond began to babble with nerves. "School is off tomorrow so we can hang out or maybe go somewhere, and the chef will make us dinner and we can have dessert, but you don't have to it was just a suggestion, I mean I slept over yours and it would be nice to do it again, we could even go out as Chat and Kit but if your sore it's probably a bad idea- plus it's getting dark and I don't want you walking home in the dark- I mean I know you can handle yourself I'm not saying you can't!" Nathaniel was watching the other ramble with an adoring smile, towel half hanging off his head. "But I'd obviously walk you, I wouldn't make you walk alone or I'd take you in the limo which would probably be a better idea-"
"Okay."
"O-o-okay limo or-?"
"Okay, I'll sleep over. If that's alright. Can I use the home-phone to call the hospital and check on mum though? I don't want my mobile running out in case there’s an emergency."
"Of course!" The blond had shot right up out of bed energetically. "I'll go get the phone and tell Nat you’re staying the night!" He ran out the room before quickly skidding back. "Wait here." Nathaniel nodded with a smile and the other was off again, leaving the redhead to grin goofily and flop on the other's bed. He hid his ecstatic expression in the sheets, desperately trying not to break out into over-happy giggles.
Trixx and Plagg looked at him and sighed.
"Poor love struck fools." Was all Trixx said, offering Plagg a blueberry.
§
The two boys sat on Adrien's bed cross-legged, eating full plates of stake and salad. For such a small person, Nathaniel could sure eat a side of beef. The blond had no idea where the teen was even putting it.
"So, where's your dad?" Nathaniel finally asked before shoving a piece of meat in his mouth.
"He's never home. I barely even see him." Adrien said, mood turning sour and paying attention to his own meal. He laughed bitterly. "I mean he controls my whole life, I do everything he says, and I hardly ever see him!" The two sat in silence a moment, Nathaniel looking as though he regretted asking, not wanting to have upset the other. "Plagg is my only freedom." The blond finally said, and the redhead nodded. "What about yours?"
"Oh, um... I never met him. Mum doesn't speak about him so..." Adrien nodded, sliding salad on his fork.
"What's wrong with your mum?"
"An old injury from a fight which never healed up properly because she has haemophilia. Now it causes severe fatigue and sometimes internal bleeding... What about your mother, what happened to her?" Adrien coughed, unaccustomed to speaking about his decreased mother. Nathaniel waited patiently for the other to reply, biting his lip when it looked like he was trying not to get upset.
"You don't have to tell me!" The redhead quickly blurted, looking at the other concerned, but not quite sure what to do.
"No it's fine, I just, don't actually know what happened. One day she was there, happy and smiling, the next she wasn't. Father never talks to me anymore so..." The blond swallowed and played with the last of his salad with fork while Nathaniel looked down at his own plate. "She's dead, but I don't know how. I've asked, but not even Nat knows what happened."
"I'm sorry." The redhead whispered, sounding truly remorseful for having brought the mood so low.
"Hey, not your fault." The blond said, coughing before forcing a smile. Nathaniel replied likewise, both finishing the rest of their meals in silence.
"Sooo," Adrien finally said, breaking the solemn mood that had gripped them, "who is Ladybug under the mask?" The blond asked, wriggling his brows in a very Chat like manner. Nathaniel immediately looked even more depressed, panicked even, and stared straight back down at the single lettuce leaf on his otherwise empty plate.
"I don't want to tell you." He admitted quietly, not looking up.
"Why not?" Adrien asked, inching closer and ducking a little lower so he was level with the hunching teen.
"Because." Nathaniel replied quietly, cheeks dusted with colour. Adrien stooped lower, forcing the other to look down at him straight into those big green eyes that were impossible to say no to. He groaned inwardly and did his best to look away.
"If I tell you, you'll get together and you won’t have time for me anymore." He finally said quietly, just waiting for the other to say that was the point. His eyes finally met with the other when instead he said something unexpected.
"Says who?" The blond was sitting back up, head tilted with a confused expression. Nathaniel rolled his eyes.
"You're head over heels for Ladybug." Adrien looked as though he was about to argue. "And she's head over heels for you." The redhead added a little quieter, trying not to seem so depressed. He should be happy for the other, should be trying to help him woo Ladybug and clap as they ride off into the sunset like all the other spectators, but he wasn't.
"Ladybug is not in love with me. Have you even seen how she treats me? She's always telling me off, pulling my tail and telling me I'm annoying." Nathaniel cringed, after all they did those things too.
"You pull my tail too." The teen said accusingly, trying not to seem disappointed.
"Well, yeah, but that's different. When we do it’s affectionate." The smaller teen blushed as the blond appeared proud of the statement, biting his lip in thought of his next response.
"Who she is under the mask is in love with you without the mask, okay." He explained, watching as Adrien became even more confused.
"But that me is the real me. I mean, I'm me, but when I'm Chat I can really be me, you know? If she's not in love with both sides of me then she doesn't love me." Nathaniel stared at the other in surprise. "And if I know her and I'm not in love with both side of her, then I'm not in love with her, besides, I was never really in love with her anyway. It was just a crush." Nathaniel stared at the other, bright green eyes and perfect smile silently pick-locking the other's resolve.
"Marinette." Before he knew it the name was tumbling from his lips, and he looked down as if in shame, too afraid of the others reaction. "It's Marinette." There was a moment of prolonged, deafening silence as all the pieces feel into place in Adrien's mind.
"Oh... You had a thing for her didn't you?" Nathaniel rolled his eyes but couldn't help smile. Of all the things he got from that revelation.
"Well, it kind of dampened after the whole 'Evilistrator' thing to be honest." The redhead replied lightly, mood lifting.
"Oh yeah, understandable. Hey, do you remember anything of that?" Nathaniel tipped his head side to side in a kind of so-so motion.
"Just fragments, sometimes, when I dream." Adrien nodded, having experience similar dreams after being effected by the anti-cupid last valentines. At first he’d thought the strange dreams of kissing Ladybug where just the usual teenage hormones fuelling imagination, but it was so much more forced, clumsy and unpleasant compared to what his mind conjured up. He twisted his lips in disdain at the memory of dry lips forcing themselves on his. No, he definitely didn't like Ladybug in that sense anymore. The clumsy fashion of it made sense now, as Marinette was about the clumsiest person he knew. Nice, but a klutz for sure, not that it was necessarily a bad thing, but she was definitely more friend than lover.
"How did you know? Who people are behind their masks I mean." Adrien asked, and the redhead shrugged.
"I'm surprised no one else does. It's so obvious. You were a bit harder, because your eyes have a green film over them, but usually I can tell by the face shape and eyes of a person if I've drawn them before." The blond nodded impressed as Nathaniel finally ate the last leaf on his plate after staring at it for a while, the blonde’s attention brought to the swinging silver pendent on the choker around his neck. It really was pretty, delicate looking even. It suited the red-head well. The black leather ribbon was fitted perfectly to the boy's thin, pale neck. Thinking on it, he really should have given the other a turtleneck to borrow, rather than torturing himself.
"What?" Nathaniel asked, cyan eyes wide and innocent, Adrien realising he'd been staring at the other rather obviously. He suddenly sat up straight and rubbed his neck, smiling with a nervous laugh.
"Nothing, just ahh, lost in thought." Nathaniel nodded and stacked their plates, putting them on the bedside table beside Plagg and Trixx. The two were playing Candy Crush on Adrien's phone while pretending not to be watching them.
"Hey, um, do you mind sleeping in the same bed? It's just the spare rooms are a floor down and they haven't been set up so-" Nathaniel quickly cut him off before he could start rambling. Cute as it was, the other really didn't need the stress.
"Alright." Adrien's up-tight body language immediately relaxed and he was smiling again. "So, dessert?" The redhead asked, the grin doubling in size as he did. His hand was grabbed and he barely had time to grab the two plates on the table before Adrien was leading him down the hall.
"Hey wait up!" Plagg called, the two Kwami's hurrying after them. They flew into the redhead’s tracksuit pockets to hide, just in case they bumped into anyone on the way as Adrien dragged them down to the kitchen.
Down in the kitchen Adrien left the light off and signalled to Nathaniel to keep quiet with a finger to his lips and a wink, releasing his hand to open the freezer. Nathaniel left the used plates on the sink and watched as Adrien pulled out two tubs of ice-cream. Mint and vanilla.
"I'm not supposed to eat dessert, father has me on such a tight diet all the time, but Nat always makes sure there's something in there for me." The blond whispered, smiling to the redhead who looked swindled. What parent put their child on a constant diet and didn't give them dessert?! The same kind of parent who neglected and used their child as a money-making instrument apparently. Nathaniel's temper flared, biting his tongue so not to say anything rude or swear in front of the other. Adrien was surprisingly innocent to such things.
The blond handed him a spoon with the kind of expression that told him everything was alright, and the tension melting from the other as the ice-cream lids were removed.
Trixx was headfirst in the mint ice-cream in a second, making the three giggle quietly.
"Uhh yeah, probably should have mentioned that Trixx has a weird obsession with mint." Nathaniel whispered, taking a spoonful as the Kwami pulled away with a cringing expression, appearing to be experiencing a brain freeze. It didn't stop him, and a second later he was back in the tub of pale-green frozen deliciousness.
"We have a mint plant at home." Nathaniel continued as they ate, "It never lasts long." The two chuckled, the blond making note to get a mint-plant for his own room.
"Plagg's like that with Camembert." Adrien whispered back, and the black cat's face immediately rose from the small ball of vanilla ice-cream in his hands.
"Did someone say Camembert?" Adrien and Nathaniel giggled, the redhead covering his mouth to quiet down. It was adorable, how his face scrunched up as he attempted to stifle his bubbly laughter. No one would catch them, Nathalie and everyone else who worked here had already turned in for the night, and he wasn't even sure if his father slept here anymore. The last time he saw that man it was from the other side of a tablet screen.
Even after Nathaniel's laughter died down he was still smiling to his eyes, slowly shovelling spoons of minty ice-cream between his lips. Adrien couldn't help watch as he ate his own, both in a comfortable silence. A bit of ice-cream was left on the corner of Nathaniel's lip, the redhead not noticing for two more mouthfuls, till Adrien wiped it away with his finger and then slipped it in his mouth. The two looked at each other shocked a second before looking away, both’s ears tipped red.
The blond wasn't sure if he should feel embarrassed or not, he'd only wiped it away with his thumb, his initial thought had been to lick it away, though he wasn't too sure how the other would react if he tried that. It tasted better than he remembered though. Adrien groaned inwardly. Nino was going to have a field day with this.
They stayed quiet, watching Plagg and Trixx start a snowball fight with balls off ice-cream.
After cleaning up the Kwami's mess and tucking the ice-cream back away at the back of the freezer the two went back up to Adrien's room.
"Trixx needs a bath." Nathaniel said once the door was shut, Plagg and Trixx both working at cleaning their fur with their tongues. "Plagg too. Are you going to shower before bed?"
"Oh no, I already did earlier. You can use the sink for a bath."
"Nooo! I'm too young to drown!" Plagg cried, causing Trixx and Nathaniel to both roll their eyes.
"Come on kitty cat." The redhead said, scooping the black Kwami up and petting him comfortingly. The cat immediately relaxed in his hands, sighing happily.
"Maybe a bath won’t be so bad." He poked his tongue out behind them at Adrien before the three disappeared into the bathroom. Adrien pouted in an irritated manner towards the door, though Plagg couldn't see. Once the door was shut he began changing into a loose shirt and pajama pants for bed. Meanwhile Nathaniel avoided splashes from the two playing in the sink.
Finally, clean and exhausted, Plagg and Trixx tucked away in Adrien's drawer which had been made into a bed for the cat Kwami, the two teens flopped onto Adrien's bed. The blond flipped the light-switch and in silence the two crawled under the bed covers on respective sides. It made Adrien miss the redhead’s bed, which forced them into close contact.
Nathaniel had his back to him, so Adrien crept closer. The boy was so small, he just wanted to wrap his arms around that thin torso and hold him close. Maybe, once the other was asleep, he mused. Would that be crossing a line?
The redhead shifted before turning, the two face to face, green meeting aquamarine.
"Hi." The smaller whispered, eyes almost shining in the dark like the noonday sky. Adrien quietly cleared his throat, attempting to turn on the charm like Nino had taught him.
"So, is this technically pillow talk or does that only count after sex?" Had he seriously just said that? Really? Now the other was blushing like at tomato and things would get completely awkward again. Nice one Adrien, appropriate if they were running around in costume in the heat of battle maybe and hormones were high, but not laying in bed together.
Nathaniel swallowed nervously and shifted, the blond watching with wide glowing green eyes as he crept closer and closer, stopping when their noses nudged. The smaller took a calming breath and shut his eyes tightly, slowly moving in till their lips gently touched.
It was soft. Soft and perfect, only lasting a moment or two before the teen retreated, watching nervously to see his reaction. Three seconds later and Adrien still lay flabbergasted, the redhead growing increasingly nervous, stomach doing back-flips. Back-flips turned to butterflies as their lips re-met, Adrien diving in once he had recovered from the shock.
It was gentle, but loaded with passion and desperation, the blond quickly finding his way on top of him, coaxing his mouth open in a matter of minutes. Soft lips melded with the flavour of minty toothpaste and their own personal tastes, the skin becoming increasingly wet as their tongues began nudging one another. The redhead was hardly remembering to breath as he was more or less devoured, wrapping his arms around Adrien's neck to keep him close. When their lips finally parted, the two were panting heavily, Adrien's hardness pressing into the paler's abdomen. Nathaniel stared up at him with half-lidded eyes in the darkness, pupils blown wide, and in a second their lips had latched straight back on to one another. Air deprived and lust ridden the two groped at one another under the sheets, hard and needy for the affection they were finally receiving.
Adrien sighed blissfully into the other's mouth as he finally gripped his thighs again, even if it was through thick trousers. He was desperate to tear them off and feel those perfect legs. He'd rut against them if he could, or thrust between those perfect pale thighs, painting them with his orgasm. The blond moaned at the thought. He'd spread it all over them and up to his ass, gripping the tight cheeks as he did now, nothing between them and his hands.
Nathaniel sighed blissfully with eyes barely open, their mouths parting, as the blond began to knead his ass. It wasn't quite a moan, the sound Adrien was determined to coax from the other. Goal in mind he began to kiss up the others jaw and suck at his earlobe as he squeezed the globes and pulled them apart, earning a whimper. The blond grinned against his ear and kissed wetly, making pleasured sounds as he went, beginning to move against the other.
They both gasped with the first, sudden jolt of Adrien's hips, friction tingling between their hardened groins. Already both their cocks were pressed to their abdomens, trying to peak their heads out their waistbands.
Nathaniel gripped his hands on Adrien's shoulders for support as he snapped his hips up against him again, the smaller throwing his head back, mouth wide but no sound leaving him. So the blond did it harder, and faster, moaning and groaning from above the other, till finally the sweetest sound passed the redhead's lips.
He blushed profusely and cover his mouth, having let out such an undignified, unmanly sound. Another thrust from Adrien and his eyes were forced shut as he made it again, muffled by his hands. The blond grinned and pulled away his hand, bringing them to his chest, while the teen bit his lip and tried to quiet more mewls.
His hands slowly trailed down the blonde’s chest by their own accord, down his t-shirt till they reached the hem. The redhead kept his eyes shut tightly as he slid his hands up under the other's nightshirt, moaning quietly at the feel off his smooth, firm stomach. Nathaniel sighed shakily as the other continued to thrust against him, whilst he enjoyed every centimetre of the blonde's skin, coming up to grip his pectorals.
The taller grinned, almost chuckling as he sat up on the other's abdomen, sheets slipping off them. He grinned at the redhead and reached down, pulling up the bottom of his shirt. Nathaniel watched with lusty anticipation, writhing as the other teased him with gentle grinding and only exposing half his stomach.
"P-please-" The teen finally stuttered out, cheeks cherry red as he looked up at the other with lash hooded eyes. Adrien didn't waste another second, ripping off his shirt and yanking the redhead up also, kissing him deeply. Nathaniel was left disoriented and panting from the kiss, long-sleeve suddenly up over his head as he was stripped by the other.
Shirt off he was pushed back down into the mattress, cheeks bright red and eyes half-lidded, lips glistening and swollen in the most perfect way, with hair messily spread all over the pillow. Adrien's lips were back on his in a second, hands roaming his new lover's torso. The paler's stomach stooped down from his ribs and hipbones, which jutted out not too prominently, but enough he had the immediate possessive urge to fatten the other up. He'd thought that kind of urge only came with women, to see them thin but round, like the first stages of pregnancy, yet here he was, wanting to fill the other till his stomach swelled, as if fat with their little black fox babies.
Adrien groaned in pleasure at the idea, both riding on a wave of uncontrollable, sex driven teenage hormones. Nathaniel felt as though he'd been drugged, body refusing to respond to almost all his commands. unless it included groping some area of Adrien's chest.
The redhead's heart skipped a beat as Adrien tugged at the hem of the pants he was wearing, pulling down slowly. Nathaniel quickly fumbled and grabbed his wrist, the other immediately backing his hand away as his mind went into retreat mode.
"...No underwear..." The pale teen murmured, not meeting his eyes. Adrien looked surprised. That was why the other had stopped him? To warn him he wasn't wearing underwear? That wasn't a deterrent, it was a goddamned incentive.
Nathaniel gasped as cool air suddenly hit his privates, throwing his hands down between his legs to cover his manhood as Adrien tugged the trousers down and off his legs. His ears burned as the other took in every millimeter of his legs with his eyes, Nathaniel pulling his legs together to hide his twitching hole. The blond smirked gently at him, causing the redhead to swallow, before his hands came to rest on the redhead’s ankles. The teen watched as Adrien looked over his lower-half, pushing them apart and gently smoothing up to his knees, shifting closer and closer as he did.
Nathaniel's legs had fine hairs like him, invisible to the naked eye, and his skin was softer than the orange leather like suit he wore. His touch continued to travel north, the other's legs wide now as he payed close attention to his thighs, wanting to mark and taste them.
Nathaniel whimpered, missing their closeness as the other sat between his legs. The blond crept closer and their lips re-met, the other completely forgetting about preserving his nakedness and wrapping his arms around his neck. The blonde's hands were all over his lower half, gripping his hips, calves, thighs and-Ohhhhh.
The redhead gasped as his member was touched by another for the first time, chest heaving as he panted, dizzy and lightheaded in the most amazing way.
The blond teen grinned that Chat smile and he knew he was a goner, hands leaving his body as the taller pulled off his own pants. The redhead felt wrong for looking but couldn't help peaking as the blond slid off his pants and underwear in one fell swoop, kicking them away and immediately repositioning himself between the other. His hands cupped the redhead's face as their bare erections finally kissed and their mouths met. Nathaniel moaned and gripped the sheets, their leaking members rubbing together as their bodies melded. It was like a fire had ignited over his skin, every place they touched burning with passionate heat.
They both moaned, eyes shut, kissing wetly as their hands wrapped around each other and through their hair, grinding in rapid, fluid motions.
The blonde's tongue was deep inside the other's mouth as he thrust against the other, imagining just how sweet it would be inside him. His hands slid low passed his hips to cup his open ass, legs wide, fingers creeping even closer to probe the other's open entrance. It immediately tensed at the touch and Adrien grinned against the other. That would be his prize. Maybe not tonight, but one night he would thrust into that little pucker and fill Nathaniel till he overflowed.
As if sensing his thoughts the redhead mewled, writhing beneath him.
His head was pressed against the pillow hard, mouth gaping every now and then, eyes looking ready to roll in the back of his head, his lips turning a bruising shade of boysenberry. He looked thoroughly wrecked, especially as his eyes snapped shut and he cried out, body arching up as Adrien pushed his fingers against the soft flesh of his perineum.
His fingers continued to play as their slicked members slid together, both getting closer and closer to orgasming with another for the first time. The blond showered Nathaniel with kisses and licks in the heat of it, trailing around his face, neck, collarbone and shoulders as the teen gasped and tried to make out the other’s name. He could barely make a syllable, or at least a sound that made any kind of sense. It was all a mash up of moans and vowels as he tipped closer and closer to the edge.
"A-Adrien-haa-" The blond couldn't help himself at the sound of the other saying his name. It was like a coil snapped, and his orgasm ripped through him. Adrien groaned and continued to thrust through it, the seed spurting onto the other's stomach, setting him off too. Nathaniel mewled and froze, eyes in the back of his skull as he forgot how to breath, mouth left wide as his cum joined the blonde's.
They were left panting, hot and sweating, Adrien’s arms giving out as he collapsed on the other. The redhead was still battling with consciousness when the other rolled off him, white dots littering his vision as he recalled what air was. The two lay, blushing as they came to their senses, chest's heaving and splattered with their release.
Adrien turned his head to the other, watching him lay with his eyes shut, more than wrecked and covered in his seed. It made the blonde’s smile widen. In the morning they'd bathe with the other in the spa, right after sleeping in and cuddling as long as possible. Perhaps even have more fun before then, and in the bath. He would miss the sight though, of the other covered in his cum.
Nathaniel's eyes slid open and he turned to face him, wearing his own shy smile. It made Adrien's head reel in his post orgasm state.
"So, um, little late but... will you be my boyfriend?" The second the question passed his lips the redhead shot up, practically glowing as he grinned.
"Yes!" The blond 'omph'ed as he was suddenly tackled, both falling back into bed with tongues battling as the room filled again with the sounds of ecstasy filled moans.
A pair of brown and green eyes slowly rose to peek up out of the drawer, Plagg and Trixx sharing a silent fist-bump.