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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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Luka unzips his pants revealing a monstrously large uncircumcised penis. He was considerably bigger than Chat Noir and had small patch of blue pubic hair. "Holy shit, Luka! Can you pick up peanuts with that thing?" you ask with a hearty laugh. "Are you seriously laughing at me?" he asks arching his eyebrows and frowning. "No, no! I just never saw one like... that before. Don't feel so self-conscious, you're very... um... healthy." you say in an attempt to make him feel more relaxed. "It's cool. Did you uh... want to touch it?" Luka asks with a sly grin. "Yeah, I kinda do. Take your pants off and get comfortable." you tell him as he takes off his shoes and jeans and tosses them on the floor. He walks over to you and sits on the bed. He arches his back and opens his legs letting you get a good look at his enormous shag baton. It was about the length of your forearm and was slightly intimidating. "Well? Go ahead." Luka says flexing his abdominal muscles making his cock twitch. You reach out and feel his giant penis and playfully stroke him. Luka's dick starts to harden as he softly moans. He pulls off your shirt over your head and rubs your body as you work his cock with your hand. It reminded you of a dragon awakening from some ancient slumber as it rose past Luka's navel. You gently kiss him and pull off his shirt as he unbuckles your pants. "I have a feeling we both needed this." he says as he teases your nipples and playfully tugs them. "Yeah, honestly I kinda did." You say as you kick off your boots across the room and Luka kisses down your stomach and pulls your pants off your legs. You rub his body as he pulls off your underwear and puts your legs on his shoulders. You prop yourself up on your elbows and watch Luka as he gives you a sexy wink and his face disappears between your legs. He's obviously no virgin and his mouth is quite skilled making you tightly grip the sheets. You pet his hair as he continues pleasuring you orally. He sits up on his knees and strokes his massive cock preparing to enter you. "Go easy with that thing. Please don't break me." you tease him as he smiles and puts his index finger to your lips and gently enters you very slowly. His gentleness is surprising for someone with a dick that big. You thought he was going to pulverize you like a battering ram smashing through balsa wood, but Luka carefully took his time making sure you felt every inch of him. He was very loving during sex, he wrapped his arms around your shoulders and held you tightly as he thrusted inside you. You loop your hands under his arms and tightly grip his shoulders as you grind your hips against his erection. He softly kisses your neck and lets out a shuddering moan in your ear. You lightly drag your fingernails down the length of his back making him arch up pushing his cock even deeper. Luka was able to stimulate areas inside of you that you didn't even know you had. He kisses you deeply and playfully tugs your bottom lip as you climax. He speeds up and grips you tightly as he cums hard inside of you. He holds you tightly as his cock throbs in you he eventually releases you when you both stop shaking.
Luka rolls off of you and relights the joint. You lay there covered in sweat and breathing heavily. "Fuck, Luka..." you say panting hard. "Yeah, I think you just did." he chuckles as he offers you the joint. You wave it away still breathing hard. "Give me a second... let me catch my breath... hand me my cigarettes." you ask him breathlessly. He laughs at your redundancy and passes you the cigarettes as you fire one up. "That's better. Damn, I haven't been fucked like that in a long time." you say as you take another drag. "Your ex couldn't cut it I guess?" Luka asks laying on his back smoking the joint. You knew it was probably unintentional, but his question hurt you a bit. You didn't like anyone badmouthing Chat Noir. "No... he was fine. I... um... gave him away." you tell him as you lay next to him smoking your cigarette. "Gave him away? Gave him away how? You sold him or something?" he asks you with a confused look. "No, I didn't sell him. He was in love with a girl he knew before he met me. I won't be in Paris forever, so I gave him to her. I love him and I wanted him to be happy." you say as your voice cracks slightly. "It sounds like you didn't want to let him go." Luka correctly assumes. "I really didn't. To be honest, my heart hurts." you admit to the blue haired rocker. "Believe me, I know all about heartbreak." he says rolling over and rubbing your chest. "I used to date one of my sister's friends and she dumped me for no good reason." Luka says sounding annoyed. "That fucking sucks. Maybe she couldn't handle that fetus slammer of yours." you joke trying to cheer him up. "That's what I don't understand. She left me BEFORE I got to fuck her. You're actually the first person I've had sex with in a long time." Luka admits. "I find that hard to believe. A cute guitarist like you with an enormous love cannon? I'd think your love interests would fight to the death over you." you tell him. "Nah, not really. I'm kind of quiet and shy." he explains. "You shouldn't be. You don't have anything to be shy about." you reply as you stub out your cigarette. "You want another drink?" you ask him as you get the weed from the nightstand. "As a matter of fact, I'd love one." Luka says sitting up on the bed. You get up and refill the two glasses of brandy and hand one to Luka. "So why did she leave you?" you ask him as you take a sip of your drink. "Who? My ex?". he asks you curiously. "Yeah, the girl that left without seeing your beef missile." you chuckle as he shakes his head. "Yeah, Marinette. She liked this other dude more than she liked me. Maybe I said something wrong." Luka says slumping his shoulders and taking a big gulp of his drink. "Marinette? The bakery girl?" you ask as you roll another joint. "Yeah, why? Do you know her?" he asks you as he leans forward. "We've run into each other once or twice." you admit as you light up the joint. "She was more into that Adrien dude. I honestly don't know what she sees in him, he kind of looks like Johnny Quest to me." he pouts. "Do I detect a hint of jealousy in your voice?" you ask him as you pass him the joint. "She was mine first! I was good to her! I didn't think I did anything wrong, but I must have." he says as he hits the joint and passes it back. "Adrien Agreste? The model guy? I'm looking for him actually." you inform him as you take a drink of your brandy. "Is he who the shotgun is for?" Luka asks you nervously. "I don't know yet." you say as you toke the joint and pass it back. "Um... look... I-I don't hate Adrien. I just liked Marinette. I don't think you have to shoot him." he says to you leaning back on his elbows. "Tell me a story, Luka. What's this Adrien guy like? What do you know about him?" you say as you sip your brandy. "Why? Are you some sort of stalker or something? Are you planning to kidnap or kill him?" he asks with concern. "No, I'm trying to put pieces together. I need to find out what his relationship is to a friend of mine. I'm not sure if Adrien is my enemy or not. I need to know more about him before I make my next move. Kidnapping or killing him is still a possibility that's on the table. It depends on him." you tell Luka as he hits the joint and passes it. "You're scaring me a little bit. Listen, I don't know much about Adrien but he seems nice. He's one of Chloe's friends but unlike her, he's helpful and caring." he says taking a sip of his drink. "Adrien Agreste a nice guy? I find that hard to believe. Isn't he rich? Most rich people are assholes." you say smugly as you smoke the joint and pass it to him. "I'm rich, am I an asshole? I thought we had fun together. Aren't you rich too? Why are you in the penthouse of the fanciest hotel in Paris?" Luka says sounding insulted. "I'm sorry, Luka. I didn't mean that the way it sounded. I am having fun with you. And to answer your question, no I'm not rich. I do ok. I have enough money to get by, but I'm certainly not a millionaire or anything. I'm in this hotel on a vacation I won in a contest." you tell him as you finish your drink. "Ok, now it's YOUR turn to tell me a story." Luka says sternly. He certainly was no pussy. The naked rocker had no problem being direct with you. "Fine, what do you want to know?" you ask the bold young man. "What's your itch with Adrien? Why do you want to find him and hurt him?" he asks smoking the joint and passing it over to you. "I didn't say I was going to hurt him. I said I might. The reason I'm looking for him is I think he did something to my friend. I just want to talk to him... for now." you tell him as you puff the joint and pass it to Luka. "...and then?" he asks looking worried. "That depends on our conversation." you reply coldly. "What did he do to your friend?" he asks smoking the joint. "I'm not sure, but I think there's some connection to modelling. Possibly some sort of sabotage." you tell him as he hands you the joint. "Sabotage?" he asks with a puzzled look. "Yeah, I think he did something to my friend to end their modelling career. I need to find Adrien Agreste and speak to him directly. Maybe I can pump him for information on the subject. I can be very... persuasive... when I have to be." you tell him as you glance over at the shotgun on the table. "Good luck with that. Adrien Agreste has pretty tight security around him most of the time. His dad is a fucking nutcase and is WAY overprotective of him. Their house is a high-tech urban fortress, and Adrien's bodyguard would probably pull your arms out of their sockets for coming anywhere near him." Luka explains sipping his drink. "Hmm... setback." you say as you pass him the joint and your brain attempts to devise a plan. "That look in your eye scares me." he says smoking the joint. "Sometimes I scare myself, Luka." you say gazing out of the back door. The two of you spend the rest of the night drinking brandy and smoking joints. You talk about movies and bands you like before drifting off to sleep together.
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