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A summer trip!
Adrien was beyond excited to go on his first summer trip with all his friends!
Sure, it was to a natural history museum and aquarium on the coast of France, but they’d also be staying two nights and get to have free time on the beach!
Adrien had been working hard to earn the right to go from his father, proving himself not only responsible but in need of a break after performing his dancing monkey routine, being Gabriel’s perfect and obedient child, that the man had at last allowed him to go after extensive questioning of the arrangements.
Alpha’s would be kept in an entirely different building than the omegas, with a teacher standing stalwart guard over the alphas so none of them got the idea to fulfil any peeping-tom ambitions.
Why alpha’s would want to be peeping on omegas, Adrien had no clue. Gabriel had done his best to ensure Adrien wouldn’t yet be tainted by the ins and outs of carnal desire.
The boy still believed omegas could get pregnant with a kiss and a hug!
His worries eased, though, Gabriel allowed Adrien to attend his school trip…
Adrien was just glad he agreed when he did! He was starting to feel a little rumbly in his tummy, and had worried that all his performing was making him sick!
Adrien honestly hated how often he got sick to his stomach, and it was so regular too! He could basically predict which weeks he’d be nauseous to his stomach for at minimum five day stretches. Happened three times a year and it was always awful.
Though, it had started getting longer and arrived a few days earlier with every rotation, the last time it had lasted almost two whole weeks!
His school trip was scheduled just as his regular week of sickness would be here, but Adrien conveniently failed to remind his father of that fact.
With how excited he was, he was sure he could power through and enjoy his time!
-
The train ride to the coast was amazing ! Adrien was trying not to vibrate out of his seat when he was with his friends, watching the scenery fly by while playing Uno together.
He was on the verge of accepting his devastating loss to the Uno Shark Nino Lahiffe when Marinette tilted herself out of the isle slightly. “Luka?!”
Attention caught, heads lifted to see their musician friend himself hanging out in the isles, chatting to Juleka. Hearing his name, his head lifted and he smiled, approaching the foursome. “Hey guys, how's it hanging?”
“Yo,” Nino said, smiling viciously as he waited for Adrien to call it quits.
“Hey,” Alya hummed, waving.
“Luka! What’re you doing here?” Adrien asked, cards to his chest. A moment to stall the inevitable downfall!
“Your school and my school went together to afford a larger group package for the hotel we’re staying at,” Luka said with a shrug. “You guys are going to the Natural History Museum and my school's band club is going to do a military memorial performance.”
“Ah, that’s so cool!” Marinette clapped, smiling. “Maybe we’ll be able to go to the beach as a group?”
“I’m hoping to!” Luka smiled, his back straightening slightly as an omegan girl approached.
“Hey Lulu,” she said, pointing behind her at where she’d come from. “Teachers’ calling for you, man.”
“Oh, yeah, in a sec, Marcie,” Luka returned, the girl turning back as Luka spoke to the four. “I’ll see ya later, guys. I was just checking in with Jules and I gotta get back to my peoples.”
“Bye~!” The four chorused as Luka made his way over to a group of six or so omegas, his band club.
“Is he rooming with six omegas?” Nino wondered as he watched the blue-hued rocker being mildly lectured about splitting from the group by an omegan teacher.
“I doubt it,” Alya snorted. “Lucky duck’s probably gonna get his own room.”
“I’m honestly looking forward to sharing a room,” Adrien chuckled. “I haven’t shared a room since I was a kid having sleepovers with Felix and Chloe!”
“That must’ve been wild to experience,” Marinette snickered.
“Oh man, was it !”
Thus began a swapping of sleepover stories…
-
“Omegas here!” Mrs.Bustier called, a hand up.
“Alphas here!” Mr.Damocles called on the opposite side of the hotel lobby.
The class started its slow split between the teachers. They had access to two large rooms with two queen sized beds, a pull out couch and some hotel cots to make up for the difference, and they would draw straws for where they would be sleeping.
While it was too late to go to the beach, the hotel had an excellent pool complex they’d be allowed to use before and after dinner.
Adrien ended up on a cot, but at least he wasn’t sharing a bed like Marinette and Zoe. He claimed the one closest to the door, as it was close to the bathroom in case he had to puke from sickness in the night.
‘Poor Zoe, having to bunk with her unrequited love…’ Adrien thought in sympathy. ‘Is that safe…? Can an omega get another omega pregnant if they hug in their sleep?’
It had to be, if the teachers were allowing it, right?
He decided not to question it.
-
Adrien’s stomach was not settling, but he had his medicine on him and he had a fresh suppressant collar (a simple band of black across his neck) so nobody noticed anything off with his scent as they enjoyed their day at the hotel pool before they had dinner.
Luka and his band club were there too! And Adrien couldn’t help but find himself gravitating towards the older alpha, dragging him away to put him on his shoulders to wrestle with Alya and Nino.
“That’s Adrien Agreste,” One of Luka’s bandmates, Marceline ‘Marcie’ Allard, whispered with a snicker as Adrien was carried over Luka’s shoulder and thrown into the pool like a fish being returned to the sea. “He is laying it on thick , isn’t he?”
“And poor Luka’s too dumb to see it,” the other, Jackson ‘Jackie’ Dubois, replied with a wistful sigh. “What if we lend a helping hand to our fellow omega and our bandmate?”
“What d’you have in mind?” Marcie asked, smiling slyly.
There was a shared, conspiratorial look between them, and a matching gleam in both their eyes.
-
“Uhm, Mrs.Bustier, ma’am?” Jackie said as he approached the redheaded teacher. “I’m sorry, you wouldn’t happen to have any spare scent suppressant patches, would you?”
“Oh, goodness, of course! I have extra in a shopping bag in our room. Whatever happened?” Bustier asked, worried as she went to fetch her key card.
“I already soaked through the set I put on this morning and my whole box of them got ruined by accident. My teacher already went to get more but I just need some to tide me over,” Jackie explained, taking the offered card. “Thank you so much!”
“Of course. There should be a couple others there to show you where they are,” Bustier said. “Room 403.”
“Yes, Ma’am!” Jackie smiled, jogging off with the key card in hand. He met up with Marcie at the front, who was writing on some hotel stationary she got from the front desk.
“Got the key~!” Jackie said, grinning.
“Good, put this under his sheets,” Marcie said, handing her a piece of folded paper.
“Wait, how am I supposed to know which bed is his?” Jackie asked, suddenly worried.
“He’s a model , it’s gonna be the bed with the most bags,” Marcie rolled her eyes like it was obvious. “Go! I’m gonna slip this one under Luka’s door.”
“Okay, okay!” Jackie scurried off with the note in hand, quickly arriving at the Francois Dupont omegan hotel room.
When he entered, there were a couple of other omega there. “Hi! I’m Jack Dubois,” He introduced himself at the door. “I go to Verte Collines, our schools came here together?”
“Hi! Rose Lavant, nice to meet you!” A blonde girl chirped happily, sitting on one of the beds. “Over there is Marc Anciel and Sabrina Raincomprix.”
“Hey!” Jackie smiled, waving slightly at them. “Sorry to bug you, but I needed some scent patches and your teacher said there were some spares I could take? Said they were in a shopping bag somewhere.”
“Oh geeze, I don’t remember seeing any. Come in, sit down, we’ll go look for them!” Rose hummed, hopping to the task with Marc and Sabrina also hurrying to assist.
‘Most bags, most bags….’ Jackie thought, quickly glancing around. There! That one in the far corner was piled high with bags!
Jackie covertly wandered, taking a seat on the bed, and sliding the note into the sheets, hopefully where Adrien would pull them back and find it at bedtime.
Sabrina found the bag with the patches, and Jackie was happily on his way, slapping them on in the elevator to return the keycard to Mrs.Bustier…
-
Plagg had seen the note as Jackie walked in, since Adrien’s bed was right by the door and he held it behind his back, going to covertly slip it into Chloe’s bed, piled high with luggage.
Mischief?! Not without him involved!
Plagg phased through the floor, flying through it to take the note, dragging it out into the open to read behind the mountain of Chloe’s luggage, safely unseen.
It was a note, from Luka.
‘Oh? A secret meeting?’ Plagg thought, trying not to snicker. Had Luka contracted this Jackie person to get this note to Adrien?
Well Plagg wouldn’t be a very good friend if he let this message get lost!
He left the note where it couldn’t be seen, then went to the ensuite bathroom to do a little clattering around, dropping shower products to the floor and flickering the lights, and turning on the hairdryer.
Rose, Sabrina and Marc all predictably froze when they noticed, then ran out while screaming about ghosts and leaving the room empty so Plagg could safely move the note from Chloe’s bed to Adrien’s.
Satisfied, Plagg settled back down to relax, curling up in Adrien’s bag for a nap.
-
Luka walked into his hotel room, as happy as a clam to have his own big bed on solid ground for a night! It was a nice change of pace.
But as he did, he saw a piece of paper fluttering on the floor. Trash, already? Luka hadn’t even set his bags down yet!
‘Probably a take out coupon or something,’ Luka thought, reaching for it and flipping it over. ‘Huh? It’s a note…’
‘Luka, please come see me, there’s something important I have to tell you, but no one else can know. Meet me at midnight at the hotel pool.
- Adrien’
Oh, this was concerning. What would Adrien have to say to him? Did it have something to do with the Miraculous?
Luka wondered if, perhaps Adrien was considering quitting…If he was, why meet with Luka and not Ladybug?
Was he trying to hand the ring off to him…?
God he hoped not…Luka had to meet him, see what he needed. It was imperative!
-
“Alright, everybody lights out, get to bed everyone!” Bustier called, hands clapping to silence the low rumble of omega chitter-chatter and gossip “We might have a late start tomorrow but that’s no excuse to not get as much sleep as you can!”
Adrien pulled back his bedsheets, freshly showered from the pool chlorine and ready to hit the hay, when a piece of paper fluttered to the ground.
Curious, he picked it up. A note?
‘Adrien, I need to see you tonight, it’s important. Please don’t let anyone know. Meet me at midnight at the hotel pool.
- Luka’
Adrien’s brow furrowed in worry. Important? And why be so secretive? It had to be serious…
He pocketed the note, resolving to meet with the alpha tonight.
-
Luka arrived before Adrien to the empty pool, taking a seat on one of the lounges that lined the relatively large (for a hotel anyway) pool.
Adrien followed shortly, but stopped at the archway between the hall and the tiled pool area as a scent crossed his nose. He could see the back of Luka’s head where he sat, dressed for bed in loose PJ Pants and a t-shirt, the scent-suppressant collar around his neck loosened for sleep, though the musician had clearly forgotten to tighten it again for this meeting.
Adrien’s crooked knuckle went between his teeth as an unfamiliar shiver traveled through his body, his skin starting to feel warm even though he was only wearing a thin sleeveless shirt and basketball shorts. His lower stomach, between his belly button and crotch, felt weirdly wrong , like there was a sudden, yawning gap in his guts that needed to be filled. He reached to touch his lower tummy, holding it as if it would soothe the ache but the slight shift made his pussy shift, and he gasped as his anatomy rubbed together, only realizing then that the seat of his pants felt damp.
Had he pee’d himself?! No, he was certain he hadn’t! But this feeling !
Adrien’s hips shifted, squirming where he stood staring at the back of Luka’s head, and his teeth clenched as liquid fire sparked between his thighs.
Maybe Luka knew what was wrong-! Maybe Luka had noticed something he hadn’t and that’s why he was called down-
Adrien slowly padded closer, the smell of the chlorine muffled Luka’s scent ever so slightly but not enough to hide him, not from Adrien’s keen nose.
As he got closer, more of his upper awareness was stripped.
He felt far too warm, and so slid off his shirt to let it fall to the tile of the pool, then wiggled his hips out of his underwear and shorts, walking towards the musician and his friend absolutely naked.
Luka noticed his arrival a bit too late, hearing him and standing from the lounge chair he was sitting on. “Adri-whoa! What-!” He gasped, seeing his omegan friend approaching buck nude.
Adrien stepped onto the lounge chair Luka vacated, grabbing onto his shoulders and leaning forward, forcing the guitarist to the tiled floor right next to the pools’ edge.
“I-I’m sorry, Luka, I-I-!” Adrien tried to say as Luka hissed, his head having bumped hard onto the tile, but he shifted slightly where he was seated on Luka’s abdomen, and all coherent thoughts melted out of his brain. “I-it feels good, when I move-!” He gasped, crooked finger fitting between his teeth again as he rocked his naked body, rubbing his pussy against Luka’s clothed tummy.
“M-Move-!” Adrien pushed at Luka’s shirt, inching it up on his body to expose a bit of his stomach and Adrien gasped as his heated crotch was met with warm actual skin, he bore down, lips tilting open into a pant as drool slid down his chin.
Meanwhile, beneath him, Luka was just momentarily stunned as he felt the warm, slippery sensation of a cunt rubbing against him, the pain of his head hitting the hard floor keeping him aware enough not to immediately grab Adrien and move him a few centimeters’ lower to rub on his own crotch.
Was this why Adrien had called him down? To help with his heat?
Well, it wasn’t like he’d be getting confirmation from Adrien himself, not the way he was moving.
“Okay,” Luka grunted, head still lightly aching from the hit, grabbing onto Adrien’s hips, shifting to sit up. He focused on the pain in his head, thankful he’d been diligent with his own pheromone suppressants (as he was traveling with several omega) so he wouldn’t get carried away offering his ‘assistance’ to Adrien.
He could get Adrien back to bed safely without accidentally sending him home with a baby as a souvenir from the trip.
“Lukaaa~!” Adrien whined, holding tightly to Luka’s shirt. “I-it’s hot! A-and scary, m-my guts’re gonna melt outta meee!”
“It’s okay, Adrien,” Luka assured him. “Can you walk?”
Adrien shook his head tearfully. “Please-! It’s starting to hurt, I can’t-” Adrien broke off, grimacing as a wave of heated sensation, a low humming buzz that made the tears in his eyes spill over his cheeks, hiccuping as he withstood the agony.
This was so much worse than usual!
Luka moved him so he was sitting sideways in his lap, and Adrien wanted to sob as his crotch was removed from Luka’s skin, feeling pin prickles itch at his core.
But then Luka scooted closer to the water, putting both of Adrien’s feet in and causing the water’ surface to ripple, the refracted light dancing all along the ceiling. Luka sat Adrien on his crooked leg, sitting sideways on the pools’ edge with only one foot in the water, holding the blonde by his waist to stay still as Adrien held onto Luka’s shoulders and pantleg.
His free hand went between Adrien’s moist thighs, middle finger brushing lightly against the fuzzy mound between the base of his omegan cock and the top of his pussy.
Adrien’s thighs almost immediately tilted open, allowing Luka to touch wherever he pleased. Adrien groaned loudly and lowly as he felt Luka’s larger, thicker, guitar-roughened fingers gliding up and down her sex, hips twitching up whenever those calloused fingertips brushed against his clit, grunting as he twitched.
The blonde shifted in Luka’s hold, his arm sliding under Luka’s, gripping onto his shirt as he buried his nose into Luka’s neck, huffing the alpha’s scent straight from its source as the older boy played with his slippery cunt.
“Luk- Alpha-” Adrien huffed, face flushed and brows knit together, his words puffing up against Luka’s sensitive throat. “I-it still itches, I can’t-”
Luka’s hand left Adrien’s cunt, and Adrien slapped a hand over his mouth to stifle a broken, betrayed sob. But then Luka reached, taking Adrien’s opposite wrist, and guiding it to between Adrien’s thighs. “Show me where,” He requested softly.
Adrien moaned into his own palm as he touched himself for the first time, leaning back and away a bit, experimentally sliding his fingers along his pussy, his face flushing an even deeper red when he realized how much slime had leaked out of him, but he kept rubbing, searching for where that awful, stabbing heat was-
His finger slipped inside himself, and his legs twitched in the water, causing a slight splash on the still surface. “ Oh !” He gasped, eyebrows tilting up as his finger shifted, pumping in and out of his hole.
Luka’s hand trailed down his, following it to where Adrien was fingering himself. “Inside?” Luka asked softly against the shell of Adrien’s ear.
Luka’s fingers followed Adrien’s, pressing his middle and ring finger into his soft, sopping wet heat.
Adrien shook slightly, his own hand leaving his pussy, hands shaking slightly as they flew to his face to cover his mouth as he gasped.
Luka’s fingers went deep , parting virgin pussy lips, and Adrien came violently.
He fell backwards entirely, Luka only barely managing to keep his free arm under Adrien to soften his fall as his back arched upwards, his toes curling where they twitched in the water, as his pussy squirted with force, tinkling into the pool water.
“O-oh….oh, Lukaa~!” Adrien wheezed, going slack in the brunettes arms.
Luka removed his hand from his friends’ pussy, helping the wobbly-legged omega to shower off (getting himself soaking wet while still in his clothes) at the pool-side showers, drying him off, putting him back into his shorts and shirt, and led him back to his designated room.
Adrien was still a little dazed when Luka rifled through his pockets for his keycard, leading him back to the only unoccupied bed (that was thankfully near the door) in the darkness of the hotel room to lay him down and basically tuck him in.
The blonde was asleep the moment his head hit the pillow, snoozing peacefully as Luka left his key on the floor and made his exit.
Luka had to jerk off twice before he could manage to get to sleep himself.