miraculous sins

alya and nino finallyyyy

ALYA GETS FOXY

Five years after Hawk Moth is defeated, Nino makes an offhand comment to Alya. She'll do anything to please her hero...

Nino and Alya Lahiffe were snuggled together on the couch, reading the Ladyblog archives. "I can't believe it's been five years since Hawk Moth was defeated," Nino commented. "Seems like yesterday in a way. But, we've all changed. Adrien renounced his father and went abroad, Marinette started her own fashion line, and Chloe... well... maybe not all of us have changed."

"And you finally made an honest woman out of me." Alya put down the tablet and twisted to kiss her husband. "I'm glad we at least knew who each other were. It's a shame I never solved the mystery of Ladybug... but in the end, it's for the best."

"Do you miss it at all? The superheroing?"

"No, it's great to settle down and be a normal woman, with a normal life. And I get plenty of action running around Paris chasing down corrupt politicians. How about you?"

"I miss seeing you run around in a skin-tight fox suit," he teased.

Alya stuck her tongue out at him. " Do you, now?" She hummed. "Is that the only thing you miss?"

"Well... babe, I'm proud of you whatever you do, of course. But mostly the fox suit," he grinned.

Alya climbed on top of him and touched her nose to his. "Poor Nino... stuck with regular old me, and not superhero me. Whatever shall he do?" She straddled his hips and sat down on him. He shrugged his shoulders and pulled his wife in for a long kiss.

***

Three days later, Nino was sitting on the couch, reading a magazine and waiting for his wife to come home. He had just finished an article on Jagged Stone when Alya burst through the door, carrying a large padded manila envelope.

"What's that, babe?"

"You'll find out," she said with a sly wink. "Why don't you just sit there and keep reading your magazine like a good boy?" She blew him a kiss and disappeared into their bedroom, closing the door behind her.

Twenty minutes passed, and Nino heard the bedroom door open again. Alya's arm appeared, beckoning him to enter. He put down the magazine, got off of the couch, and went into the bedroom to see what his wife wanted.

Nino's jaw dropped. Alya was wearing an orange lace quarter-cup bra and a matching thong. She had painted her face to look like Rena Rouge's mask, and holy shit she was wearing a fox tail.

"You..." Nino gaped.

"You like what you see, handsome boy?"

Nino nodded.

"Good. Be a dear and lay down on the bed for me."