Adult-FanFiction.org : Cartoons

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+.

Chapter List
- 41
- 42
- 43
You let out another relieved sigh as you finish your glass of baijiu. "Are you hungry, Chaton? I haven't eaten since breakfast and the radiation made me a bit woozy. I could call Jean for room service if you want." you offer your injured guest. "Oh, yes please! Don't skimp on the camembert either, and get some bread! The crispy bakery kind!" Plagg says enthusiastically. "Didn't you just eat an entire tin of camembert like two minutes ago?" you ask the small kwami. "He's a bottomless pit. Trust me on this." Chat Noir says rolling his eyes. "Plagg can have something too, I don't mind. It's not like you two are going anywhere." you say as you retrieve the hotel's menu from the drawer of the nightstand and hand it to Chat Noir. "Oh, shit! I still have a decent amount of Jagged's weed left. I nearly forgot about it!" you exclaim about your find. "That would definitely help my back." Chat says sitting up and gritting his teeth as he thumbs through the menu. "Ooh! We should get one of those, and an extra one of those, and probably two of these with camembert on the side!" Plagg says excitedly as he hovers over Chat's shoulder reading the menu. "Calm down, Plagg. Don't be impolite." Chat says scolding the kwami. "Don't worry, Plagg. Chat's not the type of person to neglect his friends." you say breaking up some pot on the nightstand. "Admittedly, he's better than some of the other masters I've had over the centuries. He keeps me stocked up on camembert at home, so I can't really complain." Plagg informs you. "So where is home, Plagg?" you ask the small kwami. "Nice try." Chat Noir says looking up at you from the menu with his pretty emerald eyes. "Worth a shot, right?" you chuckle as you twist up a generous joint. "It looks like a bent banana. Who taught you how to roll?" Plagg asks you looking at your crooked joint. "What would you know about it?" Chat asks him. "Cannabis has been around for aeons. You act like I've never seen it before. This ragweed you two are smoking is nothing compared to what the Sumerians or the Atlanteans had." Plagg says folding his paws. "Ok, smartass. You roll it then." you say tearing the joint open with your thumbnails and putting the weed back into the pile. "Shove over, kids. Let a kwami show you how to roll." Plagg says as he uses magic to levitate the weed and the paper around him in a circle. "No! You're going to spill it!" you shout at him as you watch the weed float around the kwami's body. "I'm not going to spill it. I'm magical, remember?" Plagg says as the paper flattens itself in midair and the weed balances itself on top of it. Plagg waves his paws around it as the paper rolls itself into a flawless cylinder. He makes a few more hand gestures with his paws as the joint gently sails into your hand. "Holy shit, Plagg." you say as you examine the joint. It seems to be sparkling and emitting a strange glow. "You're welcome. Can we get some camembert now? Please?" the kwami asks you as his stomach growls loudly. "You're such a pig, Plagg." Chat says shaking his head and jotting down his order on a notepad. "No, I'm a cat. The pig is a different kwami." Plagg says correcting his master. Chat hands you the notepad with his order and the menu with a smile. "Thank you for taking care of me." he says happily. "Always, Chaton." you reply dialing the hotel phone.
You wait patiently as the hotel phone rings. You shoo Plagg away from a hand grenade in your duffel bag as Jean picks up the phone. "Le Grand Paris. Jean speaking." he answers. "Hey, Jeano! It's the penthouse. I'd like to order up some room service for me and some friends- er... me and a friend of mine." you inform him. "I'm not your friend? That hurts me a little bit. Right in my empty stomach!" Plagg laughs as he floats around the room. "Plagg! I can't take you anywhere." Chat sighs in frustration. "Ah, yes! Very good. What do you need?" Jean asks you as Plagg does various things to annoy Chat Noir in the background. You tell Jean your food order making sure to tell him Chat Noir's correctly, and order several cans of camembert for Plagg as well. "Will there be anything else?" Jean asks politely. "Yeah, bring up some beers and a bottle of nice wine." you say as you wave Plagg away from the fire alarm. "And what kind of wine, may I ask?" Jean inquires. "I don't know. The red kind is pretty good I guess. You're French. I would think you'd know more about this than I do, especially since you're dressed kind of like a sommelier anyway." you tease your butler friend. "As always, my enthusiasm for your infinitely witty sense of humor is beyond all measure of comprehension." Jean dryly retorts in a sarcastic tone. "Thanks, Jeano. I'll see you soon." you say as Plagg giggles and flies past you carrying a bedsheet. "Hey! Either give him that back, or turn up the thermostat!" you scold the kwami as you hang up the phone.
"Fine, spoilsport. I assumed you of all people wouldn't complain." Plagg says returning the bedsheet to a blushing and shivering Chat Noir. "I admit, I appreciate the gesture." you say glancing over as Chat covers his nudity with the sheet. "You humans are weird anyway. You essentially work on a primitive hole and peg system to reproduce. If you ask me, if you've seen one peg you've seen em' all. Chat doesn't even have a very big peg anyway." Plagg shrugs. "Plagg! Don't say things like that!" Chat says blushing extremely red. "Relax, Chat. I think your peg is adorable." you snicker as you sit on the bed with him. "You're not helping." he pouts. You smile at the blushing cat boy and put the sparkling joint in his mouth. "Here. This will calm your nerves, and probably help your pain too." you say as you ignite your lighter near his face. He smiles and nods as he leans forward allowing the joint to touch the flame. Chat tokes the joint to get it lit. "Easy. Take small ones. Your lungs and ribs are still a little fucked up." you warn your enthusiastic lover. Chat takes a smooth hit and holds it. "So how is the glowing sparkle weed?" you ask him curiously. Chat exhales a cloud of smoke but doesn't answer. He looks dazed. "Chatton? Are you alright?" you ask as you wave your hand in the face the unresponsive hero. "What the hell did you do to him, Plagg?" you ask getting annoyed. "I just enhanced it a little bit. It can't be THAT potent." Plagg shrugs. You take a small puff of the joint and hold it to taste it. As you exhale the room starts to stretch and distort like the lightspeed scene from Star Wars. "Dude... I really gotta get a kwami." you say as the sparkling glowing weed works it's literal magic. You pass it to Plagg who inhales the rest of the joint with one long puff. You wonder how a creature with such tiny lungs could hold in that much smoke. After about ten minutes he exhales. "I don't know what you two are so amazed by, it's not even that strong." Plagg says with a shrug as you and Chat Noir sit in a haze giggling.
- 41
- 42
- 43
You need to be logged in to leave a review for this story.You need to be logged in to leave a review for this story.
Report Story

Aventure Amoureuse