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Aventure Amoureuse	By : Baron Category: +M through R > Miraculous LadyBug Views: 5012 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
Disclaimer: This is a work of fiction for adults. Miraculous Ladybug and its characters are not mine, and are the property of ZAG-inc. I make no profit from this and all characters are 18+.

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"So where are we going, baby?" you ask Adrien as he drives down the deserted road. "I thought there was a quiet little fishing pond back here. I might be in the wrong area, I think it's on the other side of the city." he says as he furrows his brow and focuses on the road while you drink your beer. "Yeah, this looks more like skid row than the way to a fishing pond. Watch out that you don't hit those hobos near that burning oil drum." you say as he drives the Chevelle SS past a group of homeless people and junkies. "Let me try to find a place to turn around. We'll park somewhere and smoke a joint after this." Adrien smiles as he glances over at you. "Sounds good, baby." you say as you smoke your cigarette and make eye contact with a stern-looking man talking on a cellphone when Adrien drives past him. "Mean-looking people on the streets tonight, huh?" Adrien says as he notices the man and makes a K-turn to turn back around. "It's better not to stare at them, hon. Just mind our business, and let them mind theirs. Don't eyeball them." you say to him quietly as you take a sip of your beer and continue smoking. Adrien pulls off of the deserted road and back onto the main road without incident. "Whew. I was a little worried for a second there, baby. That guy on his phone gave us a pretty nasty look." he says as he pats you leg lovingly. "I'm not sure what he was up to, but whatever it was certainly wasn't our business." you explain as you ash your cigarette out of the window and take another drag. "That's probably true. Look, there's a dark parking lot. Maybe we can park there for a little while. Your beer smells good, and I'd kinda like to smoke a bit." Adrien says as he parks the car under a tree in the parking lot and shuts off the engine. "Here you go, master." Plagg says as he floats a can of beer over to Adrien. "Thank you, Plagg. I appreciate that." he says as he pops open a Kronenbourg and quickly drinks about half of it. "So are you happy, baby?" you ask him as you rub his crotch over his jeans. "I'm always happy when I'm with you." Adrien says with a smile as you unzip his jeans and kiss him deeply. "You just say that because I like to play with your cock." you tease him as you finish your cigarette and flick it out of the car window before taking Adrien's dick out. "Honestly, I'd love you just as much whether you touched me or not. I enjoy your company. The sex is just a fun bonus when spending time with you." he says as he sips his beer and pulls you into a kiss while you pull his pants down and rub his cock. "I like your company too." you say as you finish your beer and toss the can out of the window. "I'm glad that you helped to get my car running again. There's a couple places that I'd like to take you outside of Paris. One is very beautiful, the other one is very ugly. Everyone who comes to France should visit them both if they have time. They're both essential to our history." Adrien explains as you listen intently while rubbing his penis. "I enjoy seeing France with you. I've already seen a lot of beauty right here in Paris." you say as you tease his glans with your fingertips and kiss him lovingly and hear a clicking noise. "B-Baby..." he pants as you nuzzle his neck and gently rub his erect shaft. "What is it, my love?" you ask as you continue rubbing his cock and look up at him. He had a look of absolute terror on his face. "Baby... d-don't... move!" he pants nervously as you look him in his eyes curiously. He looks at you and widens his eyes before glancing upward quickly and looking back at you. "Adrien? What's wrong?" you ask him perplexedly as you look up and see both barrels of a 12 gauge shotgun pressed against the top of his head. "Hello, lovebirds! My boss would like to have a word with you. Your boyfriend can come too." a man dressed in a black business suit says to you as he cocks back the hammer of the shotgun. "A-Alright! I'll cooperate. Just let him go. I'll do whatever you want, just please don't hurt my lover." you say to the black-suited gunman in a calm but terrified voice. "I'm going to take both of you. This is non-negotiable. Get out of the fucking car." he says as he shoves Adrien's head with the muzzle of the shotgun gesturing for you to get out. "Alright... I'm going. I'm gonna back out real slowly, ok?" you explain as you put up your hands showing him that you're unarmed. "That's real good. You! Put your hands up too!" the gunman says to Adrien as he presses the shotgun tighy against your lover's head. "C-Can I p-please pull my pants up f-first?" Adrien whimpers as he puts his hands up. "I said get the fuck out of the car! NOW!" the gunman says as he opens Adrien's door and pulls him out of the car and you get out of the passenger side. "Please don't hurt him! I'll do anything!" you plead with the gunman realizing that you're not alone. You see many men dressed in black suits carrying guns and surrounding the car. "We'll see what my boss has to say about that!" the gunman says as he continues to point the double-barrelled shotgun at the back of Adrien's head. "Please... let me pull up my pants!" Adrien pleads with his hands up and his pants around his ankles. "No. This makes it easier for me. I know that you can't run anywhere." the gunman says as he steps on Adrien's rolled up pants preventing him from pulling them up or running away. "What do you want? Why are you doing this?" you ask the gunman and watch Adrien's stiff erection become flaccid making him blush. "We're going for a drive. Get into my car." the stern-looking man with the cellphone says as he stands behind you with an AK-47. "S-Sure... whatever you want. Just let the young guy go. He's not part of this." you explain as you get into the black Mercedes. "He's coming with us. Both of you are." the man says as the gunman pushes Adrien into the backseat next to you and sits on the other side of him before shutting the door. The man with the cellphone says something to some of the other men in black suits before they enter their cars and he enters his. "Please let me pull my pants up! This is really embarrassing!" Adrien pleads with his hands up. "Shut up! Talk again, and I'll shoot your pathetic little dick right off of you!" the gunman says pressing the cold steel of the shotgun against Adrien's exposed penis making it shrivel from fear. "Please, let me cover him up. You already scared him shitless!" you say to the gunman. "I SAID SHUT THE FUCK UP!!!" the gunman roars as he smashes Adrien in his testicles with the butt of the shotgun making him double over in agony. "I-Im... I'm gonna be sick!" Adrien whimpers as you hear him start to gag. "You better not puke in my fuckin' car. You swallow that shit!" the man with the cellphone says as the gunman roughly grips Adrien's hair and pulls his head back. Adrien looks over at you with his mouth full. He looks away as you hear him gulp down his vomit loudly and cough as he sobs. "My poor baby. I'm so sorry." you quietly whisper to him as you keep your hands up and rub your shoulder against his.
The rest of the car ride is fairly silent with the exception of Adrien hyperventilating and trying to stop crying. You know that his croissant probably tasted better the first time he swallowed it. The car pulls into a warehouse by the docks next to several other black luxury sedans and a black limousine with tinted windows. The gunman opens the rear passenger door and yanks Adrien out by his arm before pressing the shotgun into his lower back and forcing him to enter the warehouse with his pants around his ankles. The man with the cellphone gets out of the front seat and points his AK-47 at you as he opens the door. "Into the warehouse. NOW!" he barks at you as you follow Adrien and the gunman into the building with your hands up. You see two small wooden chairs in the middle of the warehouse surrounded by tables with various tools and weapons on them. The two men force you to sit down as the gunman ties you to one of the chairs. The man with the cellphone tightly ties Adrien's wrists behind his back and makes him stand. Adrien's legs are shaking from fear as he tries to stand still and remain quiet. "A very slick-looking young Frenchman walks out of the shadows smoking a cigarette and says something pleasant sounding in French that seems to make Adrien even more nervous. He grasps Adrien's chin in his hand and mutters something to him in French before he chuckles at him. He comes over to you and leans his hands on his knees so he can look you directly into your eyes. "Est-ce que tu sais qui je suis?" the Frenchman asks you as you shrug. "Th-They... don't s-speak French, s-sir." Adrien says to the man as he glares at him and smokes his cigarette. "I asked you: Do you know who I am?" the Frenchman asks you sternly as he smokes his cigarette and stands back up straight. "No-o, sir." you reply attempting to sound polite. "I am a Parrain of Le Milieu. My name is Jean-Paul Francisci. Have you heard of me?" he smirks at you as he smokes his cigarette and Adrien nods in terror. "N-No. I haven't, sir." you say to him nervously. "To put it simply: I'm second in command of the French mafia. Paris is under the control of the Francisci crime family. Your skirmishes with La PP have made it hard for my beaux voyous to operate. This cost me money! Do you understand?" Jean-Paul says sternly. "I'm sorry! How do I fix it? I can get you money!" you bargain with the angry mobster as he smokes his cigarette. "I love to make money. Your foolish antics caused me to be unable to do this properly. You hurt something that I love, so it's only fair that I pay you back in spades." Jean-Paul says sternly making Adrien cry again. "Please, don't do that. Hurt me instead! He has nothing to do with this!" you shout as Jean-Paul backhands you making your face sting. "Shut the fuck up! Odette! Get out here!" he says as he wipes your blood off of the back of his hand. "You called, Mr. Francisci?" a dangerous-looking woman dressed in a leather corset says as she walks out from the shadows. "Yes, Mistress Odette. I certainly did. Les beaux voyous located the foreigner. This is their boyfriend. I want you to show him... a good time." Jean-Paul tells her as she looks at Adrien's exposed penis and smirks. "Of course. Do you want me to torture him to death?" Odette asks her boss. "No, Mistress Odette. Not yet. I want you to make him scream, and I want the foreigner to watch every second of it." Jean-Paul chuckles as he smokes his cigarette and the gunman points your chair towards Adrien.
"Please, Mr. Francisci! Don't hurt my lover! He didn't do anything wrong!" you beg the mobster as he scoffs at you. "I didn't do anything wrong to you either. Perhaps you will think about the consequences of your actions in the future. Mistress Odette is a Spécialiste. She excells at sadomasochism and torture. She's going to show you what happens when you fuck with Le Milieu. If you fuck with us, we fuck with you!" Jean-Paul says the man with the cellphone grabs a pulley from the ceiling and handcuffs Adrien to it with his arms above his head. He was now chained up directly in front of you bottomless and frightened as he sniffles and looks you in the eyes. You wanted to help him, but you were tightly tied to a wooden chair and you were outnumbered by several armed mobsters. There's nothing that you can do except watch. Odette walks around Adrien in a circle examining his nude lower body and occasionally glancing over at you with a smirk. "Well, well. What have we here? Your cock is so pathetic and small." she laughs as she teases Adrien's flaccid penis with her fingertips. "I-I'm not small! I'm a-average!" he nervously argues completely red from humiliation. "TALK AGAIN, WORM! I'LL CUT IT OFF OF YOUR BODY!" Odette hisses at him as she pulls out a stilleto and holds it beneath Adrien's penis making him whimper and stand on his tiptoes to avoid the razor-sharp blade. "I'm sorry! Please don't c-cut me!" Adrien whimpers as he watches her hold the blade to his penis nervously. "You're sorry what?" she asks as she cups her free hand over her ear. "I-I'm s-sorry Mistress Odette!" he whimpers as he looks at you apologetically. "That's a good little slave. You're a fast-learner." she chuckles as she retracts the stilleto and puts it back into her fishnet stocking. "Th-Thank you, Mistress!" Adrien replies too ashamed to look at you. "We're going to have some fun now. Correction: I'M going to have some fun now. If you cooperate, you might even be able to leave here without becoming a eunuch! Isn't that fun?" Odette laughs heartily as she puts on a large strap-on dildo around her waist and walks over to Adrien. "Wh-What are you going to do with that?" you ask her fearing that you may already know the answer. "This? My dick? I'm going to fuck your man with it, you stupid bitch!" Odette barks at you as she grips Adrien by his hair and roughly tugs on the tip of his penis making it stretch further than it's probably supposed to causing him to shriek in pain. "Please stop! Don't hurt him!" you plead helplessly. "Shut the fuck up! Your boyfriend is MY bitch tonight! I hope you like to be cucked!" Odette growls as she roughly spreads Adrien's ass cheeks and spits on his anus before gripping his waist and shoving the dildo up his ass to it's base. "Not so hard! It hurts! Marshmallow! Marshmallow!!!" Adrien screams as Odette loonens his chains to make him bend over. "Aww... is marshmallow your little safeword? That's adorable. It just makes me want to fuck you even harder!" she laughs as she thrusts the strap-on deep into Adrien's ass. You try to look away, but the man with the cellphone holds your head and forces you to watch. "Look at what a pathetic little bitch your man is." he says in your ear as you watch Odette roughly pound Adrien's asshole with the large dildo making his flaccid penis jiggle as she fucks him. "Uh-uh. Don't look away!" Odette laughs as she forces Adrien to make eye contact with you. You can tell that he's hurt and humiliated. Several of the mobsters laugh and make cruel jokes about the size of Adrien's penis making him even more upset and cry harder. Odette pulls Adrien's shirt up to his neck as she fucks him roughly and allowing everyone to see him nude from his neck to his ankles. "You like it rough, don't you bitch?" Odette laughs as she yanks his hair and fucks him harder making his penis slightly erect. "NO! Stop! D-Don't make me hard!" Adrien cries as he looks away from you in shame. "I didn't say to look away!" Odette shouts as she slaps his ass hard and forces him to look at you. "P-Please! No!" Adrien begs as he tries to stifle a moan. "You're a good little man slut, aren't you? Do you like getting fucked in your boy pussy?" Odette laughs as she makes Adrien look at you while he moans from getting fucked. "Please... stop! I don't wanna cum!" Adrien sobs as he looks you in the eye looking guilty. "Please stop! You've proven your point, Odette!" you plead as she roughly fucks him making him pant lewdly and get close to orgasm. "I want you to see him cum for ME instead of you!" Odette cackles as Adrien tries not to cum. "Please no! I'm sorry! I'm so sorry, my amour!" Adrien cries as he spurts cum and squeals from being fucked in his ass. "Good bitch. Maybe I'll let some Les beaux voyous have a turn fucking your man pussy later." Odette laughs as she pulls the bloody dildo out of his ass as he weeps in pain and embarrassment. "I'm sorry, my amour... please forgive me." he says as he sobs uncontrollably.
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