Heated Encounters
Chapter 26
Ao3
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Marinette was sound asleep as he checked on her for the fourth time in the span of two hours. Adrien knew an omega would need rest but given that she had slept through her lunch, and it was now close to dinner—well, he was now beginning to worry. He frowned as he kneeled into the nest, slowly removing the strands of hair that had stuck to her forehead. She stirred slightly at the touch, but never fully woke up from her slumber.
“Aren’t you going to wake her?” Plagg asked, his frown giving away his concern. “I’m pretty sure she should be awake by now.”
Adrien never took his eyes off his mate but hummed in agreement. “I’m going to give her another hour.” He pressed his palm to her forehead, checking to see if she had a fever. “She doesn’t seem to be warmer than earlier. I don’t think she has a fever that she’s sleeping through.”
Adrien remembered reading that omegas were warmer than normal during their heats. Every time he touched Marinette’s skin, he felt that warmth, but it was not in excess, nor did it feel like it could be a fever. He did read that there have been times omegas overheated from excess sleep or overzealous love making, but that was nothing a little rest and a lukewarm bath could help counterbalance it. But of course, if there was anything done that couldn’t combat the fever, then a call to emergency services would be warranted.
“You must have really tired her out with all your gross mating rituals.” Plagg gagged for good measure earning a scowl from his charge. It helped break the tension that started to fill the space.
Adrien scrunched up his nose in distaste. He wouldn’t deny that his acting helped him feel a tiny bit better. “You know what? I’m not even going to respond to that.”
Adrien slowly stood up, eyeing his mate once more before leaving the room. He checked to see if the food he planned for dinner would be enough or even satiate Marinette after she skipped lunch, and he agreed that if more was needed, they could enjoy any other quick bites from the fridge to fill her up in the meantime.
After one look around the heat room to ensure it was clean enough to his standards, Adrien plopped himself on the couch with a tired groan. He sunk into the couch as his head settled comfortably on the backrest, and he closed his eyes to enjoy the quiet solitude for the moment. His hand fell perfectly on his thigh, and visions of Marinette played wonderfully in his mind.
A small smile graced his lips. He couldn’t imagine a world without her. The fact that he was able to share this intimate moment with her was more than he ever thought possible, and he couldn’t wait for the future where he would bite her and claim her as his.
Adrien clenched his fist as he thought about proposing right then and there. Why does that thought keep popping into his head? He knew that he was being too brash, but then again, why should he wait when he knew they were soulmates? They were lifelong partners established by the universe! He would think that the universe would know better about setting people up if they weren’t meant to be together…
Adrien scowled at his racing thoughts. He knew he had to be rational though. They needed to finish school first before the idea of marriage could be brought up. Maybe even dating for longer than the month they had been, even though they had been friends for years and knew anything and everything about each other. Maybe they should consider living together to make sure they were compatible in that way. Maybe they should—"
“Alpha~”
A sweet sound called out in the most melodic way, interrupting Adrien’s wavering thoughts and causing him to open his eyes in search of the sound.
He didn’t have to search far to see his love leaning towards him, her silver eyes gazing into his as she bared her breasts in front of him. Adrien’s gaze lowered as he noticed her peaked nipples, while her skin prickled with goosebumps in anticipation of what was to come.
“Hello, my love,” Adrien responded with a smile, his voice low and sultry.
Marinette responded by climbing onto his lap, her core siting precariously over his growing bulge. Her lips grazed his, teasing him further as she rolled her hips.
“Tease.”
She smirked. “Better to help you along.”
Adrien responded by placing his hands on her hips, steadying her as he rutted against her core. He couldn’t help but smirk as her head rolled back, a low moan spilling from her lips.
“Is that better?”
She responded with a hum, her head rolling towards him and opening her eyes slightly to gaze into his peridot orbs. After a heartbeat, Marinette leaned forward, pressing her lips against his in a slow kiss. Her hands pressed lightly on his chest, feeling the increase of his heartbeat through the tips of her fingers. Slowly, her fingertips slid up towards his neck, wrapping the digits together at the base of his skull. Tiny tendrils of hair tickled her skin, and she couldn’t help but allow her fingers to card through his hair in a way that he loved.
Marinette tightened her embrace, pressing her chest against his as their lips continued their ministrations. She quickened the pace, simultaneously grinding against him in search of some relief.
Adrien’s hands slid towards her butt, pressing his fingertips into the soft flesh to help guide her along. The hums that slipped through their pressed lips lit a fire in his belly, and soon the clothes he was wearing was too much to bear.
Adrien pulled away, giving themselves a moment to gasp for air. Before Marinette could dive in for more, Adrien slipped his fingers away from her skin and pulled his shirt over his head. Marinette bit her bottom lip as she gazed over his body, her fingers unconsciously reaching out and touching the divots that graced his body from his many workouts.
He groaned as the soothing touches sent shivers up his spine, and he closed his eyes when her hands searched low to his hips. She barely touched hem of his pants before he opened his eyes and growled with want. Marinette quickly removed her fingers from his skin, surprised at the low growl he emitted, but her eyes never showed fear. But there was an intensifying need to have him in her, a need that increased ten-fold as the lust in his eyes became more pronounced and the sultry pheromones he emitted filled the air.
Adrien placed his hands back on her thighs, his palms lightly grazing her skin as he moved to place his hands back on her hips. He rutted against her, causing her to close her eyes and moan once again. But before she could look towards him again to silently ask for more, he cupped her ass again, causing her to mewl out in delight.
He chuckled slightly and seductively, and Marinette opened her eyes to see what he could be planning to do. When she did, she noticed the mischievous smirk on his face, only to suddenly be picked up by the back of her legs and tossed onto her back on the couch. Adrien nestled perfectly between her legs.
“Alpha!” She squealed out in shock that she couldn’t help but giggle after.
Adrien responded with a cheeky smile before leaning down and pressing his lips to hers. She brought her hands up and cupped his cheeks, ensuring that he couldn’t escape her grasp again. He fed into her need, fervently bruising her lips until there was a need for air. He pressed kisses against her jaw before kissing along her throat, teasing her gland with his fangs until a gasp spilled from her lips.
“Fuck. Adrien. Please.” Marinette cried out, rolling her hips in search of friction. She needed him and she needed him now.
Adrien pressed his lips to hers in a chaste kiss before leaning back as she searched for more.
“Soon.”
Slipping away from her for just a moment longer, he slipped the pants off his body and tossed it into another pile of the floor. He hovered back over her and lightly grazed his lips with hers, teasing the supple skin in the way he knew she liked.
One, two, three chaste kisses before delving into her lips, and Adrien couldn’t help but feel warm at the way her claws scratched at his skin. Her fingertips scraped up towards his neck, and the feeling of her fingers carding through his hair gave him a rush of need to fill her with his seed.
Adrien settled comfortably between her legs as he continued to kiss her, his cock grazing the entrance of her core. He could feel her trying to seek solace by lifting her hips and hoping that he could just enter in her, but he knew he could tease her just a bit longer before she growled at him in impatience.
He placed his hand on her hip once more, sliding his palm to her knee while simultaneously lifting it up to place it on his hip. He slid his hand back down slowly, making her hum out in appreciation of his touch. He cupped her ass once again while his lips left hers and teased the skin on her neck.
Marinette continued to moan and roll her hips at his incessant teasing, just wishing he would fuck her. Her mind was hazy with lust, the need for his cock to wreck her as she milked him for every drop of his cum. She needed to feel full, to feel her belly expand as he filled her with his seed. To be knotted by him and held close as his hand comforted the stretch of her skin as they rested from their love making.
“Alpha…” She called out quietly, the feeling of her climax closely reaching its peak before he even entered her.
Adrien could see that his slow touches were affecting her, and he couldn’t help but give in to her quiet calling of his name. His lips pressed tender kisses to her collarbone, trailing slowly up to her gland before grazing his fangs along it. He pressed pressure against the gland as he pushed himself slowly in her, causing Marinette to gasp out and filling her up completely in one thrust.
The pressure of his fangs and slow movement of his cock was enough to bring her over the edge, and Marinette couldn’t help but hold onto him tightly as her body convulsed from the intensity. Adrien waited until her body came down from her high, before thrusting into her rhythmically to keep her satisfied.
Marinette impatiently wanted more, the first climax not being enough to satiate her. She wrapped her legs around his waist and lifted her hips, helping him fuck her more deeply, and giving in to the need of needing to feel more of him. What she was already feeling wasn’t enough. She needed more.
“Fuck me harder, alpha.” She slipped past her lips as he kissed her fervently, and he gave into her need as he increased his speed.
Adrien cupped her ass once again, lifting her hips up slightly to fuck her deeper and harder. Their intermingled moans filled the room as the increase in speed helped her along, and he didn’t know if he could keep this speed without coming before she was fully content.
“So… close…” Marinette cried out in between gasps, and Adrien knew he needed to just hold on just a bit longer. He adjusted his angle as he continued to thrust harder into her and knew that it was a perfect recipe as her face contorted in pleasure at the feeling. Not long after, she cried out as she climaxed, and Adrien continued to fuck her until she came down from her high.
He slipped out of her, making her hum out in displeasure, before helping her flip onto her hands and knees. She settled her head and chest onto a pillow as his hands held her hips in the air, a beautiful sight to behold as Adrien aligned himself with her core. He teased her entrance once more with the tip of his cock and loved how both his length and her pussy was glistening with her juices.
He slowly pushed himself into her, once again enjoying the gasp that left her lips as he filled her up again. He settled in her for a moment, giving her a chance to catch her breath, before beginning with slow thrusts. He focused on her, feeling her groan and hum in pleasure as he pulled out and thrusted in in a rhythmic pattern.
Adrien could feel his arousal growing once again as he continued his slow ministrations. He could feel that she was getting closer to her third climax, and he knew that he needed to finish this well. Adrien increased his momentum, listening to her mewls increase as he rolled his hips and fucked her into oblivion. He held her hips steady as his right hand reached around to tease her clit, and he knew when her mewls intensified, that he found the rhythm she needed to get off one last time.
Adrien chased his own orgasm, increasing to the speed he needed to climax. He waited patiently as she reached her peak, letting go the moment she fell over the edge to do the same.
Marinette cried out as she hit the peak, with Adrien crying out along with her as he filled her fully. He held her hips as his own hips slowed to a roll, helping them both come down from their high. They were panting out, Marinette continuing to mewl as his hand slipped from her hip and onto her expanding belly. She hummed out as he caressed the stretched skin, mewling out again as he felt the familiar swelling within her. He knotted her to hold the cum from spilling out, and she hummed at his loving touch as they calmed down with completely.
Adrien held her close as he helped her lie down comfortably beside him, his hand continuously rubbing the skin on her belly. Her hand covered his as her eyes shut closed, relishing in the feeling of both their heartbeats beating rapidly together.
“So… good…” Marinette mumbled out as she snuggled up against him.
“Mhm.” Adrien managed to mumble out too, his eyes also shut as he relished in the afterglow.
They laid there together as they focused on each other, not knowing that there were plans out there waiting to destroy the love that they shared.
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“Nathalie,” Gabriel called to her on the intercom, “could you come in here for a moment? We just need to go over some things.”
“Yes, sir.” Nathalie responded back before leaving her desk, gathering her tablet and the files she had completed that morning.
Nathalie had spent the morning sending countless emails about the upcoming Gabriel show, a fashion show that was coming sooner than most shows she had helped plan in the past. When Marinette had gone into heat, Gabriel’s mind went into overdrive, not stopping as he delved back into designing the line he had wanted to create since the beginning of his career. He wanted it to be perfect, so it never came into complete fruition, and with the passing of his late wife, the line had never seen the light of day again.
With Adrien and Marinette’s connection blossoming the way it did, and the love he could see in his son for his mate, Gabriel’s inspiration peaked once again. The flow of drawing inspired by their love helped create a beautiful array of concept dresses that could fit Marinette, and a line of designer outfits that Adrien could wear that would match the concept without missing a beat.
It was wonderful to see Gabriel be inspired once again, and it was wonderful to see him smile and laugh like that without someone questioning his professionalism.
Nathalie smiled as she recollected the moment Gabriel entered in the heat room when the two mates were indisposed, and she couldn’t help but chuckle as his face was redder than a tomato when he chose not to listen to her heeding words.
Her smile still lingered as she entered Gabriel’s office, and it seemed like Nathalie was in a world of her own as Gabriel looked up and noticed the wrinkles around her eyes and the small smirk still evident on her lips. He couldn’t help but smile at her innocuous grin, and he waited until she realized she lost the professionalism she was used to presenting whenever she was around him.
He loved moments like this with her, and that was the reason he was falling in love with her. He will always love his late wife—she was his soulmate in every sense of the word—but Nathalie had something that kept the dwindling fire that was in his heart alive. She was his savior when days were grim and falling apart, a motherly support to Adrien whenever he needed it, and a sense of hopefulness when all hope had left his soul. She was his partner when he chased after the Miraculous jewels of Ladybug and Chat Noir and was also his confidant when he thought that he needed to give up that part of his life.
Without her, he would be lost. And without Adrien’s blessing, he wouldn’t be able to take the next step.
“Something amusing, Nathalie?” Gabriel leaned against his desk and placed his chin on his open palm, something that Nathalie would ever believe that she would see him act so loosely.
Nathalie cleared her throat as her professionalism came back and tilted her head at his lack of professionalism.
“Are you okay, sir?”
Gabriel pressed his lips into an amused smile before leaning back into his chair. His elbows pressed against the armrest as his fingertips came together, and he looked almost menacingly if it were not for the amused smile still present on his lips.
“I’m fine, Nathalie. Truly fine.” He started. “I wanted you to come in here to talk about something that has been on my mind.” Nathalie tilted her head slightly to side, unsure of where this conversation was going. Gabriel stood up and walked around his desk to sit on the desk in front of her, making sure that he was speaking to her at her eyesight, before grabbing the items in her hand and placing it behind him on the top of his desk. He then grabbed her hand and smiled as he watched the blush appear on the apples of her cheeks.
“If it’s alright with you, I would love it if you would call me Gabriel.”
Nathalie blushed harder as he rubbed his thumb along the tops of her fingers.
“Um—sir—sure—” Nathalie closed her eyes and took in a deep breath, her embarrassment starting to take hold as she stuttered out a response. She felt like a lovesick schoolgirl once again. When she felt ready, she smiled as her voice rang sweetly with his name. “Gabriel.”
Gabriel’s smile widened as she finally said his real name, and a feeling of warmth filled his soul.
“I love the sound of that.”
Nathalie ducked her head slightly as she tried to hide the blush from intensifying further, but the subtlety in his voice, and the clear indication of love in his eyes was not helping her fall. That was until his face changed into something more serious. And at that, Nathalie’s whole world just fell into the abyss of the unknown.
When Gabriel didn’t say anything further, Nathalie turned her palm until Gabriel’s hand fell into hers, and she squeezed it, hoping to give him some reassurance to say what was on his chest.
Gabriel looked up, his eyes filled with sadness and guilt. The look was scaring her.
“Gabriel?” Nathalie took one step further into his space and lifted her free hand, pressing it up to his cheek. “What’s wrong?”
He sighed, taking a bold chance and wrapping his arms around her waist, bringing her body close to his. He bowed his head until his head touched her torso, hiding the guilt from his eyes as he bared his feelings to her.
“I’m so sorry. I’m sorry for taking advantage of our friendship. I’m sorry for taking advantage of our partnership. I’m sorry for making you sick from using the Peacock miraculous and asking you to help me for the sake of my late wife.”
“Gabriel, no. Don’t—”
“No Nathalie.” Gabriel interrupted her, wanting to make her understand how guilty he felt. “You stood by my side all these years while I handled the death of Emilie…badly in some moments. You became a mother figure to Adrien when he needed one, and a parent when I couldn’t hold that title. You took care of me when I felt like I couldn’t handle the life I was dealt with.” Gabriel sighed deeply before leaning back and looking into her eyes. He could see the unshed tears in her own eyes. “And I know that I couldn’t help falling for the woman who loved me for the monster I had become and for the man that I have been trying to mend.”
Nathalie gasped at his words. For all the years she had held her silent feelings for her boss, her partner, and her pack leader, she couldn’t help but feel shocked at hearing the words she had always wanted to hear.
“Gabriel…” She whispered quietly.
“Now I know that this is a lot. And I’m sorry for coming out of nowhere with this. But I can’t deny my feeling for you any longer.” He looked to the side, afraid of her rejection to his words. “But I don’t want to live without you as my mate any longer. I don’t want—”
“—Gabriel—”
“—to live a life without meaning—”
“—Gabriel—”
“—to… to—”
“—Gabriel!”
Gabriel looked up in shock at her disruption, but it was short lived. Nathalie cusped both of his cheeks in her hands and uttered the simple words he had hoped to hear.
“I love you.”
He understood the full meaning of those words when her lips crashed into his, leaving any worrying questions left unspoken.
