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“I’ve cleared your schedule for the next week,” Gabriel rumbled at the dinner table.
“Thank you, Father,” Adrien said, trying not to show his confusion. A sudden week off? Why? “May I ask the occasion? Are we going somewhere?”
“Your heat,” Gabriel reminded him. “The doctors did warn that when you…took a lover,” Gabriel’s already solemn face grew darker. “That your cycle might shift slightly, but it would be within the week.”
“R-right…” Adrien tried to smile. “I’ll call Luka then, to help. Thank you.”
Gabriel sighed, and said nothing more on the subject. Adrien was an omega and as much as he loathed the boy, Luka’s presence did make it go by faster. He made his peace with his sons’ taste in alphas.
‘Suppose he got that from his mother…’ Gabriel thought, recalling the Freedom Spikes that had so fascinated and attracted Emilie Graham de Vanillie…
Meanwhile, Adrien was sweating slightly, stomach turning.
He hadn’t noticed his heat coming at all! Usually, there were some warning signs of its approach…
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“Should I be worried…?” Luka asked, setting the pharmacy bag down onto Adrien’s desk. He had come right after dinner.
“No, we’ve been safe, I’m just…paranoid, been feeling weird and just wanna tell myself it’s not this,” Adrien insisted, snatching up the shopping and digging into it, taking the two pregnancy tests Luka had bought and running into the bathroom, all without even having kissed his boyfriend hello.
Luka went to lean against the door frame, listening and waiting anxiously. He had only recently turned 16, and Adrien was only 15…
Five anxious minutes passed, then ten, fifteen…
Adrien’s sliding door was pulled to the side slowly, the blonde behind it with reddened cheeks and watery eyes. “Luka…”
Luka gathered the omega into his arms tightly, nosing into the side of his head. “Positive…?” He asked softly.
Adrien nodded, clinging to him. “B-Both…What am I gonna do?!” Adrien suddenly exploded, almost bowling the Alpha over as he turned into the room, immensely distressed. “I-I’m preg- a baby, and we’re not even- Oh god, the Miraculous, I’ll have to tell Ladybug AND my father and-” Adrien was stopped short, Luka pouncing on the blonde and holding onto him from behind, alpha fangs sinking into his neck.
Adrien paused, inhaling sharply as Luka’s teeth injected their venom directly into his bloodstream. His heart was beating so fast, it actually helped distribute it faster across his body, his muscles untensing, falling into Luka’s arms, leaning against him with a hiccup, shudder and sob.
Luka picked Adrien up bridal style when he collapsed, carrying the softly-crying omega to the couch, sitting him in his lap and holding him, starting to kiss and lick along Adrien’s jawline and the side of his neck.
Adrien let him, eyes closing as he felt Luka’s tongue run soothingly against his pulse, the sensation of Luka’s venom coursing through his blood and his matching scent fresh on his skin was a comfort, a deep reminder that he hadn’t made this baby alone and he didn’t have to face what would come next alone.
They weren’t mated and Adrien’s lower mind, his instincts, his ‘omega’ was coming up with the worst case scenario and reacting to that, his instincts felt like he was pregnant and abandoned.
“What are we going to do?” Luka asked softly, arms tightening around Adrien slightly, holding the omega to him. “I’ll follow whatever you want to do.”
“E…even…?” Adrien’s voice was weak, gripping to Luka’s coat. “I…Luka, I can’t…” His mouth hung open, tears welling up again. The most obvious path was...well...obvious. Get an abortion and just be done with it, but...More than the fear of telling his father, was the unreasonable and illogical affection he had for the clump of cells he and Luka were now responsible for. He shifted slightly, looking at his boyfriend in the eye. “I…I want to have this baby…But, I don’t…I don’t want to force you to-Huh?”
Luka was reaching behind his neck, unlatching the bite proof collar he wore. He rubbed against the slight red ring around his throat, stimulating the scent glands there accidentally, and the sudden bloom made Adrien’s mind fuzz at the corners and the anxiety in his stomach stop dead as he leaned in, a hand sliding through Luka’s hair and pulling, yanking the Alpha’s head back to give Adrien better access to the soft spot around Luka’s Adam’s Apple.
Adrien laid his lips on the spot, mouth watering, eyes half lit as tears spilled over blonde eyelashes while biting Luka back, careful so he didn’t go any deeper than necessary in such a delicate and vein-heavy area.
Luka didn’t move, not even swallowing as his own venom ducts went into overdrive, sour cherry taste spreading across his palette and forcing him to drool as Adrien stayed planted, delicately suckling on Luka’s skin to force more of his omegan venom to flow.
The moment he let go, Luka threw Adrien, tossing the omega back-first to the couch cushions then pouncing on his now-mate, eternally bound and forever his.
Feeling Adrien’s venom- it was such a headrush! It made Luka’s body hair stand on end, made his muscles twitch and flex under his skin, and there was the drool… The Omega’s bonding bite had triggered Luka’s rut.
Luka stuffed his head under Adrien’s shirt, swiping his tongue from the line of Adrien’s belt up as far as his head could go, repeating the motion as Adrien burst into shrieks, laughing at the sensation through any tears he might’ve still had about the situation.
“L-lu-!” Adrien howled, his designer shirt stretching out as Luka basically tried to crawl into it. “Wait! Luka-ah!”
Like Adrien’s ‘omega’, Luka’s ‘alpha’ was taking the news vastly differently than Luka or Adrien’ were, lips happily suckling at Adrien’s chest, arms wrapped around the blonde’s middle to compress their two bodies together as much as possible.
Adrien tore his shirt down the front so he could at least see Luka’s head as he so eagerly nuzzled at his chest, hands slapping onto the alpha’s cheeks to drag him upwards to kiss.
The kiss was brief, Luka pulling away, holding his forehead to Adrien’s. “Thank you,” he whispered reverently, eyes shifted to a more reflective Neon Cyan. “I-I’mmn ganna be a good daddy, I’hm…”
Luka looked almost drunk, with drool coming down the corners of his mouth, saliva bubbling forth from his lips slightly, face red from his hairline down to his neck. He inhaled deeply, nose to nose with the omega.
His head was in the midst of a war, and Adrien could see it in Luka's eyes, they were blinking rapidly, shifting from his feral neon to his calmer and normal blue.
“I…I can…smell them,” Luka struggled to say, shifting eyes flickering down to Adrien’s still-flat belly.
Adrien could feel the beginnings of their bond solidifying between them, a bridge between their two hearts and…it was doing things, weird things he hadn’t exactly expected.
When Adrien looked down at Luka, he could hear a song, hear piano keys! And the song…it wasn’t even really a song, it was two songs played on the left and right hand of the same person on the same piano- one a slow dirge in the high notes and the other a fast and bouncy tune in the lower notes.
Luka sensed Adrien’s surprise, hearing it, looking back up at Adrien, where blue met green, and a spark of unspoken understanding hit them like a bolt of lightning from a clear blue sky.
“W-we’re…” Luka swallowed.
“We’re gonna…” Adrien breathed. “We’re gonna have…a baby…” The words nor the reality felt quiet real.
Again, Adrien heard that song, louder in his ears almost to the point of pain. High pitched dirge, low pitched bounce, sounding from Luka’s heart.
Luka literally did not know how to feel in the moment, caught between feral joy for his mate and sensible concern for his boyfriend.
Adrien’s head tilted back, offering the alpha his soft throat, and Luka kissed softly. “I’m gonna…be a Mama…”
He wasn’t even sure what he felt about it, as Luka’s fangs sunk in, dosing him with his alpha’s venom.
Green eyes closed as he breathed out slowly, arms weak around Luka’s neck, limp even though his mind was fully awake, feeling a strange peace as he took Luka’s bite- the first as his official mate.
“You’re gonna be a great Mama,” Luka whispered, groaning softly against the wounds on Adrien’s neck, tongue dragging out across the puncture marks.
Adrien found himself believing every word Luka said as he kissed him softly, ignoring the slobberyness of his kiss to give Luka some of his own medicine, feeding Luka omegan venom, fresh from bonding.
Something about their bond- not even that Adrien was hearing heartsongs just like Luka, but that he could feel Luka’s honesty, feel it like how he felt his own annoyance at his father or like how he felt himself wince when Marinette fell flat on her face.
Adrien had always thought he knew and trusted his boyfriend, but this…it was an entirely different level. Luka was telling him he’d be a great mother, and Adrien could feel himself believe Luka, hiccuping lightly into their spit-swapping kiss.
The chemical make up of Adrien’s venom had already fundamentally altered, changing to suit Luka best as his official mate- Adrien was now the dealer of Luka’s brand new addiction.
Luka found the taste beyond anything he had ever tasted, and he could feel his senses slowly wrapping up into soft, warm cotton, the entire rest of the world falling away. Their parents finding out? Didn’t matter. Their lives being effectively derailed for the next…forever? It barely bothered him.
As long as Adrien was there with him, Luka felt like he could take on the world. A baby would be easy!
Adrien laughed, tickled by the brash overconfidence his mate was feeling, spurred on by Adrien’s intoxicating venom, and that quickly set up a loop between them, emotions feeding into each other.
They could hear it like a song, a melody played on souls. Luka, pouring all of himself into Adrien, and Adrien in return pouring all of himself into Luka, it was a constant flow of sweet assurance.
Adrien exhaled deeply, face flush from laughter, heart at ease for what felt like the first time that night. “You’re gonna be a great dad.” Adrien said, eyes heavy and closed, nose pointed at the ceiling.
Luka purred, his eyes turned fully cyan as Adrien dozed off, entirely exhausted and energy spent. Luka started licking his mate’s bare skin, gently taking off Adrien’s ripped shirt and carrying him to bed.
There, he continued to strip the blonde, then laying his coat over Adrien’s shoulder before covering him with the blanket, ensuring the omega was perfectly snuggly and warm.
Luka, on some level still sensing Adrien’s very clear and reasonable anxiety over everything, sat guard at the foot of Adrien’s bed all night, as if he could stand and fight his mate’s fear of telling his father…
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Nathalie knocked softly at the door, hearing nothing past it in response.
She opened the door and was about to shove in a cart loaded with breakfast, snacks and bottled water, when she saw Luka and her stomach dropped.
He wore his normal clothes- jeans and a Jagged Stone t-shirt, feet bare, facing the woman with luminescent cyan eyes from where he sat, crouched up on the floor like he was defending territory.
Feral, with no collar, still fully dressed and a clear circle of teeth marks in his Adams’ Apple.
Nathalie slowly pushed the cart in, then slowly closed the door, her back to it as she tried to come to terms with her new reality.
Adrien had permanently mated and bonded his high school sweetheart!