Marinette stood in the entrance of the bar feeling more like Julia Roberts than she ever thought she would. After the shock of Adrien's first gift, followed by the rose petals and the note, she really thought her head was going to explode with the sheer fierceness of the love she felt for her blonde haired companion. He'd managed to then change the game again by what was placed inside the second and bigger box.

The red sequinned dress.

She'd never felt excitement as powerful as she had that evening. Getting herself ready; hair, make up, perfume, her necklace. She was equal to a giggling school girl getting ready for prom. It wasn't too dissimilar to her own prom. Apart from this time she was certain she was going to get the guy.

Searching from left to right she saw an incredibly attractive blonde seated at the bar. He'd locked eyes with her. Did he always look this stunning? She knew he was handsome but tonight there was something different. His face didn't crack as he began to make his way over to her, and the nerves kicked in. His serial killer eyes were back.

Reaching towards the low cut 'V' of her dress she grabbed her pendant and twirled it between her delicate fingers. She placed her lower flame thrower red lip under her upper teeth as she met Adrien's intense emeralds with her own. Blue met green in a battle of sheer lust, and she knew for sure there was no way this night was ending up with just a goodnight kiss. Butterflies circulated in her stomach at the expectations of this evening.

"Wow!" Adrien let out a breath. He couldn't stop looking at her. She looked divine, by far the most beautiful woman, not just that he'd dated but also that he'd ever seen, and furthermore she was his.

"You look pretty amazing yourself, Kitty." She'd called him kitty for years, she called him kitty daily, so why was this time any different? His body really was responding in ways he'd never felt before and the scariest thing was that he loved it. If he had his temperature taken at the moment, he was quite sure he would be placed under bed rest for the rest the weekend for a soaring fever.

Placing a crooked arm out to her, she slowly slid her own into it smiling at the six foot God standing next to her. He began to lead her out the bar and from the prying eyes of the rich despicable men wondering what one night with this his beauty would cost.

"I didn't start my conversation very well this evening." His right hand moved of its own accord to scratch at the back of his neck.

Marinette couldn't suppress the giggle longing to escape her. His nervous twitch was still there. After all these years he still had it and she could still make him nervous. This made her feel equal for the ability he had to still make her stutter.

"Perhaps you could try again then." She smiled at him and he melted. There and then, he melted, losing all ability to walk. Her smile was going to kill him.

He stopped and turned to face her. Unhooking himself from her beautiful body. He smiled his award winning grin before bowing in front of her. She placed her hand over her mouth letting out a sweet sounding giggle.

"Bonsoir madam Dupain-Cheng. You are looking wonderful this evening." His smile echoed in his eyes. They flickered and glittered with excitement and happiness, something rarely seen in Adrien's wonderful emeralds.

"Merci, Monsieur Agreste." Marinette curtsied back to Adrien. This was just how they used to be. Two dorks, enjoying the weirdness of each other. "Thank you for my gifts. Though, looking around at all the other males in this hotel. It makes me wonder if you're trying to be my sugar daddy so you can have your own dirty, rotten way with me."

Adrien burst out laughing.

"Well ... I am a couple months older than you, rich and I do want to get you into bed ... so perhaps I am your sugar daddy." He wiggled his eyebrows at her, enjoying the ease in their conversation.

"In that case. I would like a Ferrari, please."

"If you're driving skills weren't so bad I might have actually considered it." He placed a soft kiss under her ear before moving his mouth to speak into it. The heat of his breath drove her crazy, and she could tell there were goose bumps covering her from head to toe. "Anything to get you into bed naked and moaning my name." Stepping back he couldn't help but feel proud at the redness of her face, it rivalled her dress.

He laughed again as she swotted him with her clutch bag. He loved teasing her. Her responses were so extreme.

"Ok, Sugar daddy, where are you taking me?"

As Adrien went to speak they were interrupted by a man in a three-piece suit and the craziest moustache Marinette thought she'd ever seen.

"Bon soir, Monsieur Agreste. We have a table for two on the balcony waiting for you." Marinette's eyes grew wide. The Michelin Star restaurant she'd looked at earlier.

Not quite comfortable with what was happening she excused them from the maître d' and pulled Adrien to one side.

"Adrien, this ... all this ... it's too much!" She indicated to her necklace, dress and now restaurant.

"Geez, you want me to buy you a Ferrari but you won't let me spend a few hundreds on a date?" He raised one eyebrow at her keeping his smirk on his face. His teasing, lopsided, adorable smirk. How she wished she could slap it off his face!

Marinette screwed her lips together and looked around. This was her dream. He was pretty much delivering to her, her fantasied first time and to be honest there was no way he was having the dress or necklace back, she loved them too much.

"Fine! But I buy everything tomorrow."

Adrien smirked even more.

"Of course you can. But remember we are all inclusive!" With a wink, he turned and walked back to the host keeping his smirk placed firmly on his face. He couldn't help but laugh as he heard the most delicate woman he'd ever met curse like a sailor as she dragged her feet behind him.

Marinette's walk slowed as she took notice of the restaurant. She'd never seen anything so fancy in all her life. The lights, the candles, the curtains ... everything just screamed expensive. She continued trailing behind taking everything in.

"Like what you see Princess?" Adrien's voice was in her ear and a shiver took over the length of her spine.

"It's amazing." Her speech was breathless.

She felt an arm snake around her waist continuing to walk her over to a pre-booked, pre-candle lit table.

"Your seat, M'lady." Adrien took his arm from around her waist to guided her into the chair. She smiled at him as she sat down and was pushed towards the table. He made his way to the opposite side of the table before thanking the maître d' and telling him to bring the arranged meal.

Arranged meal?

"You've already ordered?" Marinette whispered in shock leaning forward over the table towards him.

"You wanted the pretty woman experience, didn't you?" He responded raising his eyebrows at her. She couldn't help but blush.

"I'm staring to get a little worried how this night might end."

"Don't worry Bugaboo, I'm going to be the perfect gentleman. Although I may want to push our relationship further if you'll allow it." He threaded his fingers together and placed the on the table in front of himself, staring deeply into her blue eyes.

If she was an ice cream she would have melted. A big gooey lump of nothing. The way he was treating her at the moment she would quite easily do whatever he asked. If this was the normal Adrien Agreste on a date, there's no wonder he had so many women throwing themselves at him.

"So is this an Adrien Agreste wine, dine and fuck date that I'm experiencing right now?"

Adrien's eyes widened. Obviously shocked by Marinette's words.

"No, no ... I ... just ..." he unhooked his fingers and placed one to the nape of his neck. The nervous twitch was back and she felt like she'd won the lottery. Stretching one hand forward she placed it over the top of his remaining hand.

"I'm just kidding, Adrien."

"Madame and Monsieur, here is your first course and matching wine." The moment was interrupted by the arrival of the first part of their meal, the appetiser and the wine.

"Bon appetite." He walked away leaving an amused Marinette staring at Adrien.

"Oysters? Really?" She questioned.

"I don't know what you're implying." The smile on his face said else wise.

"They're an aphrodisiac, Adrien. I'm sure you know that."

"Are they? I had no idea!" Marinette continued to watch as he slipped the shell into his mouth. There was something highly erotic about watching him.

"Do you need the additional help then?"

"Pardon?" He almost choked on his food.

"Don't worry, if you can't keep it up we can always do something else tonight."

"Are you seriously questioning my bedroom ability?" The playful side of Marinette never failed to amaze him.

"I'll let you know in the morning." Marinette swallowed her oyster and Adrien licked his lips in arousal. He was suddenly becoming jealous of anything that touched her mouth, he wanted it to be him and only him. Not the second shell she was now placing against her lips, or the wine glass she was now drinking out of.

He studied Marinette's profile as she looked out to the beach. The moon was high in the sky sending white beams down towards her face. The glow was glorious and he couldn't help being mesmerised by the serenity and structure of her face. Mindlessly, he pulled out his phone snapping a quick picture and posting it on his Instagram.

When your view is enough to take your breath away.

The photograph was the perfect positioning. Moon and her beauty. He couldn't take his eyes off it.

"What do you think about those two over there?" Adrien looked up to see Marinette looking over his shoulder and directly at the couple a few tables down.

"Which ones?"

"The eighty something year old and the twenty year old with the big boobs."

"Is someone jealous?"

Marinette let out a gasp.

"Of course not. I like my breasts." She looked down towards where her breast sat. Small, pert and perfect.

"I like your breasts too."

Marinette laughed. He really was fun to be around.

"Thanks Kitty. So seriously, what do you think?"

"Sugar daddy and I would say a sugar baby. I doubt she's more than some sort of escort. I doubt they have sex though, I think she would kill him, therefore ending their agreement and she needs the money to keep up on Botox and fillers."

"I agree, I bet he makes her strip for him though and perhaps masturbate for him." She took another sip of wine and looked around for her next victims.

"Perhaps he holds the vibrator?" Adrien looked at Marinette with a smirk, and they both laughed.

"Ok ok, Mari. Behind you to the right."

Marinette turned around to see an older woman sucking on the finger of a younger very attractive man.

"Wow! He's hot!" Marinette commented without thinking.

"Excuse me, your boyfriend is sitting right here you know."

"Sorry but he is."

"If you want to make me jealous it's working."

"Awwww Chaton. You know I'm going home with you tonight." Adrien looked at the girl in front of him. If someone took her off him he swore to God he would kill them, she was his and he hoped it could be that way for the rest of his life. She continue talking as their next course was brought to them.

"He's gay and he makes her feel better because she doesn't actually want another man since her late husband. His name is Antonio and his boyfriend is called Ramone. They take it in turns to date Mrs Robinson and give her the companionship she desires."

"Where the hell did that come from?" Adrien asked, looking quizzically at her.

"I take it you don't agree then?"

"No way is that guy gay! Look at him. He's more attractive than me." Adrien was perplexed. There was no way in hell this guy was gay.

"Not as good looking as you, mon minou. But look at him; perfect hair, beard, tan, too many buttons undone ... he's at least bi."

"No chance."

"Try and catch his eye." Marinette placed her knife and fork down and glared at Adrien. He knew she was challenging him but he wasn't quite sure as to why?

"Fine." Adrien looked over to the couple as if he was just browsing the restaurant, suddenly the guy looked back and Adrien quickly turned his head to Marinette. "I still don't see it." He looked back at Marinette who was smirking.

"Well I'm going to quickly go to the ladies room before dessert." Marinette stood up from the table and placed her napkin next to her now empty wine glass. She walked over to Adrien, bending down to place a delicate kiss on his lips. "Try not to be hit on whilst I'm away handsome."

She walked off back inside towards the restrooms leaving Adrien to just stare after her. It was a crime a girl could look so cute and innocent one minute and damn right sexy the next. She really was a dream come true.

"Excuse me, Sir." 'Antonio' was now next to the table.

"Errrmmm... hi ... yes?"

"I couldn't help but notice you staring over towards me. You're the model aren't you? Adrien Agreste?"

"Ex-model yes." 'Antonio' began to move closer to Adrien.

"Well ..." he slipped a piece of paper over to Adrien containing a number. "If the girlfriend can't give you what you want, I'm sure I could deliver." With a wink the unknown man turned around and walked off. Adrien looked down at the number stock still. She had got it spot on.

Marinette's angel like laugh pulled him out of his trance. She gave his shoulder a quick squeeze and sat back in her chair. He looked up at her with his mouth slightly open.

"He hit on me." The words came out slowly and hoarsely.

"I'm never one to gloat but ... told you so." She stuck her tongue out at him as he flicked her the bird in response. This only caused Marinette to laugh wilder.

As dessert arrived the two carried on in such comfort and ease both began to wonder how they got through one day without their other half.

Adrien settled the bill before guiding Marinette out the restaurant. As they passed 'Antonio' he delivered Adrien a wink, sending Marinette into a flurry of giggles.

"You're a bad influence Dupain-Cheng."

"You love it, Monsieur Agreste."

"That I do." His words came out without a second thought causing Marinette to feel cold. She wondered if he meant it, if perhaps this was more than one night.

As they finally made it back to their villa Adrien led Marinette to the balcony outside their room.

"You really do look beautiful tonight."

She blushed hard at his words. It was one thing in public but after their date tonight and their closeness last night it just seemed so much more intimate. As Marinette placed her hands on the railing to look out at the sea, Adrien walked behind her and wrapped his arms tightly around her tiny waist.

"Flattery will get you everywhere Kitty."

"I hope so Princess." As they both stared out at the moon reflecting peacefully on the ocean, they knew their relationship was about to change. The atmosphere was tense and two hearts were beating hard in incredible anticipation.

It didn't take long for the heartbeats to intensify as Adrien delicately placed his lips to the crook of Marinette's neck.