A/N: Have a small unbeta'd chapter of LadyNoir fluff and boobie talk.

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  Marinette looked down at the magazine Alya plopped on to the table top.

    Marinette finally found some free time to enjoy a nice cup of joe with Alya. They always spent their time at Coutume Café. Marinette knew Alya was busy traveling the word with Nino, but to call her out on such short notice on her break, the bluenette couldn't help but to be worried.

It had to be important, right?

Marinette placed her mug down and lifted up the magazine, her face twisting at the image of her Adrien, half naked and entangled around a stranger.

Their lips were nearly latched, and he held her so tight that her tan breasts nearly mounted over the crevices of his chest.

"This is on every cover in Italy." Alya sighed. "Literally everywhere..."

Marinette felt her heart race. She couldn't help but to feel a little envious about the unknown woman he was embracing in the photo.
But she felt so silly...

This was just business. She knew he was hers, but there was always this doubt that someone could always take him from her.
The more she thought of it, the more sillier she felt.
She was wearing his ring. She carried his child for nine months and cared enough for them both to give birth to his child, and for heaven's sake his face was buried between her thighs a few nights ago.

   The bluenette cleared her throat, straightening up.
Of course, she was just being silly.

"Is this what you called me out for? I thought this was an emergency." Marinette chuckled, looking up at her friend.

Alya scoffed and she plopped back down in her seat.
"Of course this is an emergency! Do you not notice anything about the girl? Look! Look at her!" Alya ushered, grabbing the magazine and nearly shoving it in Marinette's face.

Marinette snatched the magazine from her friend and forced herself to look at the photo.
She really didn't want to look at this damn photo anymore.

"What? That she has huge tits?" She asked, looking back up at Alya and tossing the magazine back on the tabletop.

Alya rolled her eyes.
"Aside from her huge knockers...if you look closer at her face, you'll realize that its Lila."

Marinette immediately tensed at that name, and she immediately grabbed the magazine, now glancing at her face closely.
   Shit...

"Lila?"

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Flat....

    Marinette never knew she'd be so concerned with her chest size.  As crazy as it sounded, she couldn't get the image of Lila's gigantic knockers out of her head

   She sighed, feeling much more self conscious than ever. As her alter Ego, she never really cared about how she looked in her super suit, but now...

The material clung on to her smaller breasts and she noticed them more now than she ever did. She thought breasts got bigger during pregnancy, which was true...but they didn't grow that much bigger.

She was internally screaming at herself.

This was all too stupid.

    Ladybug kept her eyes fixated on the billboard of her fiance embracing a double D breasted tanned minx.
     Her brow furrowed, and a frown tugged at the edges of her lips.

   She

Hated

  That

     Photo.

  "Is...something on your mind?" Chat Noir asked the bug. "You've been quiet throughout this whole patrol..."
   He had a hunch about what was bothering her, but he hoped he was wrong.
Ladybug sighed, and she sat down on the rooftop beneath their feet.

"Out of all people, why did they pick Lila?" Ladybug asked, turning her head to look at Chat, who watched her with a grimace.
   
    "I...have no idea..." Chat sighed as he took a seat beside the heroine and leaned on her. "But I'm glad its over with. I hope I don't see her again..."

Ladybug glared at the photo, the way their lips brushed against one another, the way their eyes nearly matched with each other. The way she held on to him and the way he held on to her drove her completely insane.

   "You seem quite inclined to her..." Ladybug muttered, her face contorting into displeasure.

Chat sighed.
   There it was.
The jealous Marinette. He swore she was a lot to work with, but she was so fucking cute he couldn't stay mad at her.
    He shifted, grabbing her hips and swiftly pulling her into his lap.

Ladybug squeaked as she was guided to his lap, blinking as Chat Noir wrapped his arms around her.

   "She picked the pose...probably the only pose that we were...positioned that way. I really didn't like being around her. The other frames they complained were too awkward and distant. Plus...Photoshop played a huge part in the outcome..." his arms squeezed around her.

Ladybug grumbled, her blue eyes simply glaring.

"Do....do you think I'm....small?" She cleared her throat, her heart pounding. "Like...do you think I'm flat? Perhaps you prefer them bigger?"

    Chat furrowed his brow at her comment, his eyes flickered over to the billboard, now noticing that she was speaking about Lila's chest size.

   "No. I don't think you're flat. Your breasts are beautiful. You are beautiful the way you are." Chat murmured, nuzzling his face into her soft hair.
    
    Ladybug heard him, but she wasn't exactly listening.
"Are you sure? I...uhm...know they're small...and the fact that I had a baby didn't change them. I know that some guys like bigger breasts and---"

     "Ladybug, stop." Chat interjected.
"Everyone has their own preferences for breast size. You are my lady and I prefer you over anything. I prefer your breast size, I prefer your ass, I prefer your face, I just prefer you. I love you, and I only want you."

Ladybug blushed, biting her lip.
   "A-Are you sure? Small breasts are no fun..." she replied, leaning into him as she finally pulled her eyes away from the billboard.

     "Fun? Of course they're fun~" Chat murmured against her neck. His hands reached around her small frame and cupped both her breasts. He squeezed the soft mounds in both palms, and chuckled.

"See? They fit perfectly in my hands. I prefer them this way." He teased, his hands continuing to squeeze.

Ladybug squeaked, her eyes widened as his hands squeezed her chest.

"Hey!" She giggled, reaching to smack his hands away.
"Paws off!" She hummed, relaxing into him more so as his hands simply rested at her waist.

"I ate you out four days ago...you didn't want me to NOT touch you then~" he teased, wiggling his brows.

"Okay kitty--" Ladybug said flatly and climbed out of his lap. "I'm gonna go now."

   The heroine grabbed her yoyo, ignoring her feline partner as he immediately pined after her.
"Wait wait wait! I'm sorry, I was jist teasing!" He pouted, catching up to her.

Ladybug pat his shoulder.
"We should be heading back. Louis won't leave my parent's house if we don't get him now." The bug sigued as she looked out to the sunset a hundred miles away. "Plus I have to measure Luka tomorrow and get--"

"Luka?" Chat interrupted. "Luka Couffaine? That guy you used to date?"

Ladybug pursed her lips.
"Erm....yeah...but that was years ago, kitty...I don't even think he remembers it that well. He treats me like a stranger and--"

"You work with him?" Chat Noir interrupted again.

Ladybug puffed her cheeks.

"And its strictly proffessional-" she finished. "He's just wearing my clothes...that's all."

Chat Noir subtly nodded.
   "I know...I know..." he sighed. Perhaps he had the same insecurities as she did. Adrien always felt insecure and worthless, but with the images of Nathan planting kisses on her didn't exactly boost his confidence either.
   "I...wanted to ask you about your day at work a couple nights ago..." the hero blushed, rubbing the back of his neck bashfully. "But...I think we got distracted..."

The heroine looked at him, giggling slightly as she gripped her yoyo.

   "Alright kitty...I'll explain it to you on the way then."