miraculous sins

lukanette

CRAZY STUPID LOVE

Marinette looked up at the man whose bare chest she was laying on while he slept. Glancing at their alarm clock, it was still too early to be up and their kids were at the grandparents for the weekend. Her and Luka had the entire house to just them, a much needed date weekend. She watched his face for a few moments, reveling in the peace and quiet that surrounded them. Who would have thought that one night could have brought this? With a small smile, she laid her head back down as her mind drifted back to that fateful encounter...

Five years Earlier

The man was still standing there, staring at Marinette. Next to her, Alya giggled as she took another sip of her drink.

He's staring at you, Mari."

Marinette couldn't stop staring at him either. The man was tall with broad shoulders and a lean, trim body. High cheekbones with sculpted lips that brought all sorts of wicked thoughts to her mind. And those eyes...

Teal colored matching the tips of his hair, the male still stared at her. There was no mistaking the heat in his dark gaze. He looked ready to devour her. And she almost wanted him to.

Remember Adrien, Marinette.

She struggled to find her breath as the man walked towards them. His gait was smooth and languid, desire already coiling in her belly. It had been a long time for her and seeing him in motion made her mouth water and the image of their tangled bodies and sweat covered skin was enough to fill her senses with an aching, terrible desire. She wanted him.

Alya nudged her. "He's coming over. I say go for it."

She shot a look at her best friend. "Adrien, remember?"

Alya rolled her eyes. "He hasn't even asked you out. You went on one dinner that his Father planned and that's it. He's not a bad guy, Marinette, but I don't think he's the one." She turned back towards the man walking towards them still. "And Mr. Tall, Dark and Handsome definitely wants you."

Her cheeks warmed before she could stop it and then man finally stood in front of her and gave her a lazy smile.

"Hi." Oh god, even his voice was sexy. "I'm Luka."

"Ma-ma-Marinette." She stuttered, mentally kicking herself.

He chuckled as he took her hand and pressed a kiss to her palm. "Well, Ma-ma-Marinette, I have to say that you are absolutely stunning and I would love to take you home."

She raised a brow.

Alya laughed. "At least buy her a drink first."

The man, Luka, chuckled. "Alright." He looked at her again and Marinette found herself getting lost in his eyes. "I'd love to get to know you, Marinette."

She took her hand back, brain still out of whack. "Um, I have to go." Grabbing her purse, she nodded at the guy. "Nice to meet you. Bye!"

And she fled from the club.

Marinette tried to smile as she poked at her salad and listened to Alya. Adrien's dad had convinced him to take her on another date as it was good for business, but Marinette wasn't feeling the spark. So now, she was sitting at her kitchen island with Alya, poking at her food without really eating it.

"He scares me, Alya. When Luka looks at me, I feel as if he's seeing all my flaws, every crack in who I am.  He makes me feel as if I'm on the steepest cliff, about to lose my footing. That if I step too close to him, I might never get back on solid ground."