Miraculous One-Shots and Smuts

💚 his identity - adrien/chat 💚

hi guys,

this is gonna be a littel different. I am also typing on an actual keyboard again so there might be some more mistakes because recently I've just been on my phone.

here's a summary:
after chat noir's career as a superhero ended, he decided not to reveal his identity. ladybug didn't mind, so chat went on with his life. once he had enough money to open his own business, he made the "Club Noir", a stripper club. he wanted something that gave him a rush for being chat noir again — doing something no one would approve of. his alter ego, adrein, still models for his fathers business, but his father is currently being watched over by ladybug 24/7. in the club are mainly girls, but they dont always strip. there are many sections to the club, like pole dancing, private rooms, lap dances, etc. in this story, y/n is a pole dancer who wears less clothing. the girls keep all their tips. y/n allows them in her shoes and the sides of the bottoms she's wearing. and one day, adrien comes to 'visit' his old high school friend for a favor.

enjoy!

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As I got to work, I changed into my black bikini and made myself comfortable. I was a night worker, because during the day I was also going to college. Once I put on my heels and walked out of the dressing room and to the front, I could see it was already packed. Not only did we have girls here, but we also had sports. Club Noir was one of the best 'underground' places in Paris. It was fun working here, and especially fun working under Chat Noir. I didn't know his identity, but honestly I didn't need to. He may seem stuck up and a "bad boy" as people would label, but he's very nice to us.

I walked over to Alyssa, standing at the door. "Hey! Do I have anything scheduled?" I asked. Sometimes the schedule would be updated for a time someone wanted to have a private room with me. I mainly did lap dances, but I also did a few other things such as kissing and occasional blowjobs. Chat Noir was out this week, so he put Alyssa in charge. She is normally the barista, but we have a few extras.

"In thirty, yeah. A pretty expensive private room too." She looked over at me with a smile. I looked at the book that had the schedule and my eyes widened.

"Three-hundred? For a private room? That's two hours! No one has ever bought that before!" I exclaimed with a small, excited smile.

"I know, right. And they posted it as Anon but filled out enough information. Chat Noir was the one who accepted it, last week." Alyssa spoke to me. I nodded and smiled as another few younger guys walked in. I waved politely.

"Alright, what room?" I asked.

"Curtain two, in twenty-five," she said and began to greet the boys who walked in. I nodded and walked over to my station and sanitized the pole for when I would get back. I didn't turn the light on yet so people wouldn't come over. I changed the electronic board to what I was accepting this evening and saved it. I also tested the pole and did a few spins to make sure I could slide easily or I would have to put powder on it. Once set up, I noticed it was time. I looked over to the curtains and saw curtain two, the one I was going into, shut. I smiled and got off the stage, grabbing a robe and walking over. I checked my phone to see it was a lap dance, pretty easy.

I opened the curtain, still looking at my phone, "Hi! Welcome to Club Noir, I'm—" I looked up to see my old friend, Adrien. My eyes widened and I shut the curtain. "Oh, this is kinda embarrassing.." I said to myself. The room consisted of dimmed red lights and a couch and another comfy chair. Adrien sat on the couch, straight in the middle.

He chuckled, though, "Don't worry."

"So you scheduled a lap dance, but for you I could always do more, especially since you paid three-hundred! I know you won't have any sexually transmitted diseases, so that'll be okay," I explained to him, taking my robe off.