A/n: two days in a row?? Yeah I had an epiphany while listening to a 2014 tumblr era playlist bc let's be honest Luka is peak 2014 tumblr grunge. And Lo and behold guys, first lemon of the book. The boys are older here, they can drive and everything and it's a key point in the story. We only ever let legal versions of a character get down and funky ok?

When it came time to get drivers licences, most of the group were learning to drive cars. But Luka being Luka decided he wanted a motorbike instead. So with the help of his mum, he managed to find a second hand bike on almost perfect condition for a decent price. Blue and black paint job with almost no scuffs or scratches, tires still in good nick, no engine problems. Not quite straight off the show floor perfect but damn near it.

He passed his test after two attempts, the only reason he didn't pass the first one was because some dickhead cut him off and caused him to swerve. But the second attempt he passed with flying colours and now he was using his bike all the time. Getting to and from school, running errands, for his part time delivery job, picking up and dropping off friends etc.

He customised his helmet of course, with two cobras up the sides, and the spare he had to lend to friends he covered in band stickers. He was safe about his driving as much as he liked to zoom around corners and down long roads, so his mum trusted him being out and about on the road whenever he liked as long as he was back by midnight and told her where he was.

When things with his dad started getting worse, Adrien began longing to be away from his house, and once Luka has his licence he was quick to offer an escape route any time of the day or night. Even if it was past curfew he was willing to sneak out. He'd just have to push his bike a bit away from the houseboat so he could start the engine without waking anyone up.

'Out the side gate' Adrien read his text message.

Grabbing a jacket he pulled it on and climbed out the window, sneaking past the home security and over the fence. He'd gotten very good at sneaking out thanks to being cat noir. Luka handed him the spare helmet, and Adrien quickly put it on and jumped on the back of the bike. Holding onto Luka around his waist and zooming off into the night. They didn't need to exchange any words, they knew where they were going and what they were doing. This has become routine.

The long rides out of the city and up to the coast had become somewhat therapeutic for Adrien. The warmth of Luka's body pressed against his as he clung around his waist keeping steady, the lights flashing past as they sped down the highway, the muffled noise of the engine through the thick padding of the helmet. It gave him time to think, think and feel safe because someone he trusted was right in front of him, right up against him.

They stopped at a convenience store for snacks, as usual. Kicking down the stand and turning the engine off, Luka pulled his helmet off and shook his hair out.

"I'll go, keep watch of the bike" he said.

"Get me a mars bar" Adrien replied.

"As always. What flavour drink?"

"Mango"

Adrien kept the helmet on, just in case anyone spotted him and recognised him. He didn't mind meeting fans in controlled settings like meet and greets, shows and such. But when he was just trying to be alone with his definitely a crush? It irritated him to no end. Plus when people met him they'd usually post about it, which would lead to his father seeing it and knowing he'd snuck out. Bad news.

Adrien watched Luka through the glass doors of the convenience store, buying monster energy and chocolate. He'd admit that the musician looked really good in biking gear. The leather jacket he'd covered in patches suited him, and the heavy boots matched the torn up but thick jeans. Add the piercings, eyeliner and fingerless gloves and you had yourself a real hot, punk, biker dude.

Just Adrien's type.

Luka put the snacks in the bag fastened to the back of his bike and zipped everything up, putting his helmet back on ready to get going again.

"Ready?" He asked.

"Yep, beach?" Adrien replied.

"Of course"

Getting back on, he quickly felt the familiar and comforting grip of Adrien's arms around his waist again, and it was back off on the road.

There was one particular spot they liked to go, down by the docks. There was an old fishing area no one really used anymore that overlooked the ocean, car park within view so they could keep and eye on the bike and quiet enough they could talk freely about anything with no one hearing. When they got there, the car park was empty as usual, all the surfers and fishers home for the day. The nearby shops were closed, only a few restaurants still open and the sea was rather flat today.

The breeze was a little chilly, but in the biking gear Luka couldn't feel it. Adrien however could a bit, his jacket not as thick as Luka's leather one.

They sat at the fishing dock, legs through the raking hanging off the edge and arms leaning on top of it. With their drinks to keep them awake until they got home and snacks Adrien wasn't usually allowed to have at home. These drives had become a real escape to him.

"Everything ok?" Luka asked.

"...yeah, I just can't stand being there sometimes" Adrien replied.

"Fair enough. Your dad is a grade A asshole"

"I know... you'd think as I get older he'd see more opportunities to basically whore me out for the camera but apparently not. I seriously thought he'd let me get my licence so I could drive fancy ass cars for sponsorship money, but apparently not"

"He wants control, at this point it's not about 'protecting' you or 'fear of loosing you' like he did his wife. It's about controlling you"

Luka was right, he was the one that had opened Adrien's eyes to the toxicity a while ago now. When Emilie died when Adrien was about 13, he and his dad were obviously a wreck. He understood why Gabriel was distant and acting off for a while, he'd just lost his wife. And Adrien just lost his mum. But then a year passed, and he'd healed fairly well. He'd gone through that grief and come out the other side. Gabriel didn't. He didn't change at all. All he did was let Adrien go to school, and that was a major fight as it was. Adrien turned 15, it got worse. It went from neglect to overbearing control AND neglect. Gabriel was never there but his orders were. It felt like there were cameras watching his every movie that he couldn't see but his father could.

Then he turned 16, he met Luka. Luka could see right through everything, like a clairvoyant Luka could just tell something was wrong. He managed to pry Adrien open about all the details of his home life, and so much of it he didn't even know was abuse until Luka explained it to him.

Now he was 17, still no licence, about to graduate, still no freedom. Luka was 18, also about to graduate, had his licence, had his freedom. The two were in completely opposite situations but had so much in common over the last year it was impossible for them NOT to get as close as they had.

Once Adrien realised the situation he was in, he started to rebel. Which of course angered his dad, which in turn made the arguments worse and worse. But he wasn't going to give in just to stop being yelled it. He wanted his freedom, his own life with his own choices. And Luka was the ticket to that freedom, as soon as Adrien turned 18 and was legally no longer under Gabriel's custody, Luka was picking him up on that slick little bike of his and they were gone. They were leaving the city.

They still had a little while to wait, but the time was drawing nearer. Luka promised to help Adrien escape, and he intended on keeping that promise.

"It's the control I hate the most. I can deal with him screaming at me, and now I'm aware of all his manipulation tactics I can defend myself against them. It's that damn iron grip he has on everything I do I hate the most" Adrien sighed.

"As long as he's not looking, you can do whatever you want, my lips are sealed" Luka replied.

"I want to do all those typical rebellious teenager things. All the shit he'd absolutely grill me for if he found out. Is it a risk? Yes, but I crave that high of doing whatever the fuck I want"

"Well next time you come over I'll get something strong and we can get fucking wasted. Mum doesn't care, as long as we stay on the boat and don't give ourselves alcohol poisoning" Luka snickered.

Luka was 18, he could drink. Adrien was almost 18, they could let it slide as long as no one found out.

"This regularly sneaking out business has was like taking a bite of the apple in the garden of Eden. I've tasted the freedom of the outside world and I want more" Adrien replied.

"Be a rebellious teenager, fuck your dad. You only get one life, it's best to just do whatever you want and live in the moment. Make memories, have fun, fuck your oppressors" Luka replied.

"I want to go to a party that isn't some boring as fuck corporate dinner, graffiti something, get wasted, experience life you know? Make out with someone my dad would HATE and never tell him just to spite him"

"Oh your dad would HATE me. Punk, biker dude who swears every other sentence, regularly sneaks his son out, bi and accidentally got high once"

Adrien snickered, that was true his dad would totally hate Luka. But that made being best friends even better. Luka was exactly Adrien's type and it'd piss off his dad so bad if he knew.

"Literally how did you 'accidentally' get high?" Adrien laughed.

"I was unaware those cake pops had a considerable amount of... funny grass... in them. It was a bad trip, don't recommend" Luka snickered.

"Oh god, how much was in them?"

"I have NO idea but clearly too much for me"

Well... at least it wasn't crack or something. Luka wasn't that stupid. In fact those anti-drug PSA's they show you in school throughly traumatised him and he didn't dare go near any suspicious white powers. Even if it was just sugar he was always skeptical seeing anything that looked suspicious.

"How do you have all these wild stories man? Or am I just that sheltered?" Adrien asked.

"Probably both. I've gotten into some weird situations, that's just having punk parents for you. But you are very sheltered, so it probably seems 10 times more wild to you" Luka replied.

"Probably, I want some wild stories too Damnit. I want to just... be free"

"Yeah, you deserve freedom after all you've been though. You deserve freedom just in general, this shit isn't healthy. You can't live your life in total isolation like this"

"This is why I like you, you get it. I could kiss you right now"

It was silent a moment while they both processed what Adrien had just said, and when they realised Adrien felt his face go red while Luka just cracked a sly grin.

"Oh you could huh? Well you did say you wanted to make out with someone your dad would hate" Luka replied.

He did say that... and he did want that too... fuck it. Channeling his inner cat noir confidence, Adrien grabbed Lukas collar and pulled him in. Immediately accepting the proposition, the two pressed their lips together in a passionate kiss. Fuelled by spite and rage at Gabriel and the lingering yearning they'd had for each other for ages now.

It felt right, it felt rebellious but it felt so so right. They both knew deep down they liked each other, but no words had ever been spoken about it. Actions speak louder than words they say, and through this kiss it was clear.

Luka grabbed Adrien around the waist and pulled him into his lap, Adrien's arms snaking around Lukas shoulders. Something about feeling Luka's snake bites against his lips made the kiss feel even more scandalous, it had Adrien hooked.

The kiss only broke for a moment for air, and quickly the two connected again desperate to keep tasting each other's lips. Taking a bold move so early into the kiss, Luka gently bit at Adrien's bottom lip. Eager to deepen said kiss, Adrien allowed him access. They could taste each others chosen flavour of drink on each others mouths. Mango and guava made a nice combination.

Adrien ran his hand up into Lukas hair, tilting his head up slightly to get a better angle and practically devour him into the kiss.

This was existing. He'd snuck out, driven all the way down to the coast, it was almost midnight and he was in a punk biker boys lap making out with him under a streetlight. This was the thrill he wanted, this was what he craved.

The kiss broke, the two locked eyes and they took a moment to catch their breaths.

"You're a good kisser" Luka smirked, breathless.

"You too, the piercings make it... better somehow" Adrien replied.

"You're just way too into punks"

"I am, you're hot. You always have been"

"Thank you, you're rather gorgeous yourself you know?"

Adrien shifted in Luka's lap, the sudden movement made the bluenettes breath hitch. It was then he realised, now his head was out of the clouds from that kiss, Adrien could feel it.

"Already?" He teased.

"Shut the fuck up- you were grinding on me" Luka replied.

"I was?"

"Yes, like- hard"

Adrien as so into that kiss he didn't even notice his hips had been moving on their own, and now he'd made Lukas pants much too tight for him.

Adrien looked around, the area was completely empty but he still didn't feel like doing this in full view of any potential passerbys. Then he spotted it, the anglers club.

The building was closed for the night; empty. But it was a public building and the lobby was open, it was kept that way in case of emergencies, safety gear was kept in the lobby and was free to use if anyone got hurt down at the beach. Life rings, first aid kits etc. Adrien could see through the window there was no one inside.

Adrien got up, pulling Luka up with him.

"Come on" he said, dragging him over across the docks to the empty building.

"You are determined aren't you?" Luka teased.

"I live for these moments. I love tasting freedom more than life itself. And I love tasting you..."

They pushed the front doors open, the room was dark, but the windows let some of the streetlights in.

"No security cameras? Well I guess there's nothing worth stealing in this front room" Luka said.

"Exactly, what would anyone do with a life ring other than use it as intended and return it?" Adrien replied.

Luka leaned against the fold out table that was up against the wall, only a few brochures for upcoming events on it.

"So, you're being awfully bold tonight? What are you planning on mister?" Luka teased.

Without hesitation, Adrien dropped to his knees. Luka had to just stare in shock for a moment at how eager the blonde was, but he admired the boldness. That was a power bottom if ever he saw one.

"Hm- you're full of surprises..." Luka smirked.

Adrien undid his belt, the button on his jeans and then the zip. Luka let him, he wanted to see how bold this sweet little kitten could be. Adrien looked up at him for permission to take the waistband of his boxers and pull, Luka nodded.

"Show me what you can do kitty" he said.

Adrien pulled, and eagerly eyed down Luka's (much bigger than he thought) erection. He'd never done this, but he'd be lying if he said he hadn't been curious and done some... research. He could feel Lukas eyes burning through him, and he made contact with them through the darkness as he licked a up the underside from base to tip. Luka sharply inhaled at the sensation.

Adrien wrapped his lips around the tip, carefully taking as much as he could in. Which actually was a decent amount, impressively. But anything he couldn't fit he kept his hands on. He felt Lukas hand run through his hair, he'd grown it out over the years and the length made it easy to grip onto.

Swirling his tongue around Luka's shaft, he allowed the taller man to guide the motion. Pressing down then pulling back, sucking against the skin to create that suction and friction he needed.

"Mhm- fuck..." Luka muttered.

Hearing that gave Adrien a slight ego boost, it told him he was doing good. He listened to Luka's heavy breathing, tasting him on his tongue as he sucked. This was fun, this was thrilling. He wanted to do this every night, to feel not only the ecstasy of fucking the guy he liked but the rebelliousness of doing something he'd totally get in trouble for- and getting away and it.

Luka resisted to urge to thrust down Adrien's throat, knowing this was his first time and not wanting to choke him. But he couldn't help but slightly buck his hips when Adrien dragged his tongue from base to tip again. The blonde teased the tip, tasting the precum leaking out the slit. It wasn't what he expected, but it wasn't awful. Kind of salty, but it was Luka's so to Adrien it was like ambrosia.

Luka watched him eagerly, soft moans escaping his throat. This was the hottest thing that's ever happened to him, getting sucked off by a pretty model boy in a semi public spot. He was feeling that same thrill Adrien was, it was intoxicating.

As badly as he wanted to bend Adrien over the desk and rail him, there was a slight predicament. No lube. They weren't planning on this so they didn't have anything with them, and given it would be Adrien's first time Luka wasn't about to go in dry. Spit could only do so much. He'd have to keep in mind supplies for the next time they snuck out, and then he could prepare and fuck Adrien properly.

But he could see Adrien's jeans practically threatening to burst at the seams. He needed to get off too. So Luka had an idea.

"Adrien" he said.

Adrien looked up at him, cock still in his mouth and hands still pumping.

"F-fuck... stand up"

Adrien released his cock from his mouth, giving it one more lick just to be a tease. He stood up, taking a second to catch his breath.

"I'm not going to fuck you without the proper tools, I don't want to hurt you. But... I'm still getting you off ok?" Luka said.

"Aww, I mean I get it. But... I want you to fuck me" Adrien replied.

"Tomorrow, I know a place. Same time, I'll come get you and then I'll rearrange your guts ok?"

Adrien nodded, already exited for tomorrow night. But for now, they had other plans. Luka grabbed his jeans, unzipping them and pulling them off slightly along with Adrien's boxers. He was slightly bigger than the blonde, but size didn't matter, he was still cute. Precum leaked from the tip slightly, Adrien's eager eyes pleasing Luka to touch him.

Luka ran a finger over the slit, making Adrien whimper at the touch. Wrapping an arm around Adrien's waist he pulled him in so their bodies touched, and grasped both their dicks together. Adrien grabbed onto his arms, keeping a tight grip of eagerness.

"You like how I taste that much huh? I didn't even touch you and you're already throbbing" Luka teased.

"I uh... really like having a dick in my mouth. Especially yours..." Adrien admitted.

Thanks to Adrien's blowjob and the precum they both leaked, they were lubed up just enough to make rubbing a little easier. Luka pumped their cocks together, Adrien absentmindedly trying to press his hips into Luka's hand.

"Mmm- ah..." Adrien whined.

"You like that? Feels good?" Luka teased.

Adrien nodded shyly, all that cat noir confidence gone now he was melting at the touch of his man.

Luka used his free hand to pull Adrien into a kiss, the two of them continuing on with making out from before. Moaning into the kiss as they edged closer to climax.

Adrien grabbed Luka's wrist, trying to make him pump faster. In response Luka grabbed his and and made him wrap it around their cocks, resting his hand atop Adrien's to make him pump, and he'd guide him. Picking up the pace the kiss became erratic, desperate and filled with lustful whines between each taste of each others mouths.

"AH- mnm... fuck, fuck!" Adrien whined, breaking the kiss.

"Close?" Luka asked.

He nodded frantically, his grip on Luka's arm iron tight.

"Hang on baby, hold out just a little longer ok?" Luka said.

"S-so we can cum together?" Adrien asked.

"Why else? Can you do that for me darling?"

"Yes... Ahh- I can..."

"Good boy"

Those words really weren't helping, Adrien felt his stomach backflip hearing Luka call him a good boy in that calming, deep tone of his. He was a good boy, a good boy who sucked his lovers cock so good he was getting rewarded for it. Their foreheads touched, Adrien's eyes shut tight a he whined and tried to hold back a little longer. Luka's gaze locked on their hands pumping their cocks wanting to see the moment Adrien came undone.

"Luka please-" Adrien whined.

"Jesus fuck- say that again, my name" Luka sighed.

"L-Luka-"

He didn't even know he had that kink, but apparently he did because something about Adrien moaning that out was just... fuck.

"Oh my gods-" he muttered under his breath.

Picking up that he liked it, Adrien said it again.

"Please Luka, please!" He whined.

That was it, he was going to break.

"Fuck- ok, ok cum for me Adrien-" Luka demanded.

With permission granted and only a few more pumps, Adrien spilled. Choking back a much too loud cry and cumming hard all over their hands and cocks. His cum slicked up their skin, and made the last few pumps Luka needed easy and quick. He saw exactly what he wanted to see, Adrien cum for him. And he too, came undone. Adrien listened to him stifle his ecstasy moan, and watched him spill.

Fuck... that was hot.

They came off the high together, and took a step back from each other to catch their breath. Hands covered in cum, cocks dripping.

"Fuck..." Luka sighed, clean hand over his racing heart.

Adrien couldn't help but stare at him, in that blissed out disheveled state. Luka gave him a smirk, and licked the cum off his hand making Adrien blush hard.

"Hm- not bad, you taste good" he teased.

He offered his hand, half joking. But Adrien took it, and licked the remaining cum off. Luka just smiled at him, he could be bolder than he seemed huh?

"Good boy" he said.

"Fuck you need to call me that tomorrow" Adrien replied.

"I'll keep that in mind"

Luka glanced at his watch, it reading 1:08.

"SHIT- it's past curfew. Fuck I'll tell mum we got lost or something. Come on we gotta go" Luka said.

"Fuck I have to be awake early tomorrow, let's clean up and get the fuck out of here" Adrien replied.

Quickly the cleaned up, Luka smart enough to keep tissues on him at all times. They re-dressed and rushed back to the bike to head home. Before they put the helmets back on through, Adrien tugged in Luka's sleeve for his attention.

"Hm?" He muttered.

"Thank you" Adrien smiled.

Luka smiled back, placing a kiss on his cheek.

"No, thank you. You give good head. I'd have cum down your throat if I didn't restrain myself" he replied.

"Next time. Tomorrow"

"Fuck I can't wait for tomorrow..."

"Neither than I... just, be gentle alright?"

"No promises"