A/N: Just a warning to those of you who dislike it, this chapter is mostly just sex. I wanted to try my hand at writing it and, as I'm sure you fellow writers know, the characters often determine how a story goes more than we do. Anyways, I hope it's decent! (Go easy on me, it's my first sex scene ;p) Enjoy chapter thirteen! Reviews are always welcome ^-^

Chapter Thirteen

Ilaria and Ludwig's wedding had been the most beautiful one Evelyn had ever seen, and she enjoyed being a part of it more than she thought she would. Watching the newlywed couple cut the cake, dance, and smile at one another had been heartwarming on its own, but having Adrien at her side through it all only made it better. He showered her with affection and sweet little comments, some of them suggesting that they'd have a day like this someday. She had once been put off by any connotation of marriage, especially so soon in a relationship, but with Adrien, she found herself not only wonderstruck, but thinking similar things herself. Evelyn had never believed in true love or soulmates, but each day she spent with Adrien, she grew a little closer to changing her mind.

The wedding was coming to an end now. Most of the guests had left, leaving couple dozen people. The newlyweds were swaying to a slow, romantic song on the dancefloor, along with a few other couples, Adrien and Evelyn included.

"You dance marvelously, mon amour." Adrien murmured with a smile, his eyes closed as he rested his forehead against hers. "I don't know what you were talking about earlier."

"Was just being cautious; I didn't want you to get your hopes up." She smiled and closed her eyes as well as they slowed their dancing so they just stood there, embracing one another tenderly.

"Mm." He hummed in reply and traced little patterns across her back with his fingertips.

Evelyn relaxed into his touch and reveled in the comfort of his arms. "We should get going, it's late."

"But I'm not ready to let you go yet."

"Maybe you don't have to." She whispered, her cheeks warming a little.

Evelyn had given Adrien's suggestion a lot of thought and found no reason to wait to make love with him. She wanted to, she loved him, and he had already expressed that he wasn't dating her to get in her pants. When she looked on a calendar, it seemed so short a time, but when she looked at her heart? It felt like she'd loved him forever.

"Wait, what?" He pulled away enough to look at her, a brow arched in confusion.

Evelyn's bravery faltered a bit, but she prevailed. "What you mentioned this afternoon…."

"We don't have to if you don't want to." Adrien said immediately, leading her away from the dancefloor as to not get in anyone's way as they talked. "I meant what I said. I'm not with you for sex, and I will wait until you want to-"

"That's what I'm saying, Adrien." She interrupted before she lost her nerve. "I want to. I thought about it, and I want to."

He nodded slowly and then pecked her lips. "Who am I to deny the woman I love?" He teased and gave her another kiss.

She pulled away after a moment or two and smiled a bit shyly. "Should we get going, then?"

"Mm, it is getting late, yes." He said, glancing at his friends, who still swayed romantically with their partners. "Let's slip out. I'd hate to disrupt them."

"Agreed." Evelyn said, walking with him to their table to get her camera. They'd taken all her other gear to Adrien's car earlier, not wanting to have to haul it all back at the end of the night. She turned it on and took a moment to snap a few photos of Ilaria and Ludwig as they danced. Despite being told she didn't have to photograph the rest of the wedding, she had anyways. She wanted to earn the money they paid her, and she wanted them to have a variety of photos.

"Ready?" She asked, shutting off her camera and tucking it safely away in its bag.

"Mhm." Adrien said, taking her hand and leading her out to the parking lot. "Did you enjoy yourself?" He asked, opening the passenger door for her.

"I did, very much. Did you?" She asked, getting in as she thanked him for his courtesy.

"Of course I did. Even moreso after you arrived." He shut the door and got in the driver's side. He started driving and reached for her hand the second they left the parking lot, as he always did.

"Gilbert's speech was surprisingly sweet. I didn't expect it to be half as mushy as it was." She chuckled.

"He acts all cool and tough, but Gilbert's really a big softie. He cried while writing it." He smiled. "And of course firmly denied it after."

She laughed again. "He seems very odd."

"Oh, he is. One of the weirdest people I've ever met. But that's what makes him who he is."

"Mm." She moved her hand a little and started making circles with her thumb on his palm and said quietly, "I love you."

"And I love you, my dear Evelyn." He replied.

She could see his face brighten up in the dim light of the streetlamps, and it made her heart soar. She could always see how much he loved her in the way he smiled when she told him things like that, so she had started being more liberal with her affections. Before him, she never had been that eager to express her emotions, but now, she did it whenever she felt brave enough to.

The two of them sat in silence as Adrien drove, each one savoring the peaceful moment. Evelyn's mind soon drifted to less innocent things, remembering what they'd be doing after they got to her house. She was looking forward to it, of course, but even so, the worries remained. Would she be good enough for him? She had little experience, and from what she'd heard from the guys, it certainly wasn't the same case with Adrien. It was hard not to envy the people he'd been with in the past, but she was trying her best not to think of it. She just hoped he wouldn't be thinking of any of them while they were between the sheets.

All too soon and after far too long, Adrien pulled into Evelyn's driveway and squeezed her hand. "We're here, mon cherie. Are you absolutely sure you want me to join you inside? It isn't too late to change your mind if you're unsure."

"Adrien, I'm sure." She said, squeezing his hand back before letting go and getting out of the car. She was beginning to wonder if he even wanted to. He just kept asking if she was sure, and it seemed to her like he wanted her to say she wasn't. Had he been joking when he first implied it…? It hadn't seemed like it, but he could've been. It wouldn't be the first time she'd misinterpreted something someone said.

Evelyn was starting to worry as they walked to her door and she unlocked it. She'd have to ask him, even if there was a possibility of being humiliated by his reply. She opened the door and the two of them walked inside. She set down her camera bag and her keys and took a breath.

She was just about to speak when her lips were otherwise occupied; Adrien was kissing her. It was so intense and heated that it melted her worries away instantly, leaving her breathless and craving more when he broke away for air.

"Do you have any idea how hard it was to keep my hands off you on the drive here?" He murmured against her lips, his hot breath mingling with her own.

Evelyn bit her lip, finding that she really, really liked how he sounded like this. "We're not driving here anymore."

Adrien smiled and picked her up bridal style, kissing her cheek. "Indeed we're not." He hummed, carrying her upstairs and to the bedroom.

Her heart was pounding, her blood racing through her veins as he nudged the door shut, turned on the light, and proceeded to sit her carefully on the bed, as if she were made of glass. He removed both of their shoes, not wanting to have to pause things later to do so, and immediately sat beside her and kissed her again. Evelyn sighed and let her arms wind around him as she shifted to sit in his lap instead, needing to be closer. Adrien slid his tongue into her mouth and held her tighter as she returned the intimate kiss. The two continued like that for as long as they could, breaking away only to drink in proper breaths.

"God, you're intoxicating." Adrien whispered against her jaw, peppering it with sweet little kisses.

Evelyn sighed and let her head fall to the side a little, giving him better access. "As if you aren't as well. I couldn't get my mind off you all day, and I think you know what I was thinking."

"And if I don't?" He purred teasingly, nipping at her earlobe.

She giggled, finding it more ticklish than arousing. "Take a guess."

"Why don't you show me instead?" He murmured against her neck, then suckled at a pulse point.

She moaned and shifted her hips down and forward, grinding against him. As much as she loved the attention to her neck, her lips needed it more right then, and she made sure he knew that by pulling him into a passionate kiss. Adrien returned it immediately, his breath hitching in his throat at the sinful little gyrations of her hips. His own bucked into hers as he worked on getting her top off, eager to play with those perfect little breasts of hers.

Evelyn pulled away from the kiss and helped him, pausing the movements of her hips to work on the buttons of his shirt. He'd taken his tie and suit coat off earlier that evening, which she was glad for now; less layers between them to take off.

"Do you have any condoms?" She asked, tossing the shirt away and biting her lip at the sight of what lay beneath it. He was perfect. Utterly perfect.

"In my wallet." He said, smiling as Evelyn pushed him to lay down on the mattress and rested on her elbows above him.

"Good." She whispered against his lips, running a hand over the hard muscles on his chest. His skin was impossibly soft and she'd be lying if she said she didn't want to feel every last inch of it.

His hands slid around Evelyn's body to cup her ass as she groped his chest. It was by no means large, but Adrien didn't seem to have complaints as he squeezed and gripped it.

She pushed back against his hands and sucked at spot just below his collarbone, but not hard enough to leave a mark. They hadn't talked about that yet, so for all she knew, he could dislike hickeys. She kissed up his neck and across his jaw until their lips met once more, letting her hips sink down until they were pressed flush to Adrien's again. He groaned softly into her mouth and gripped her ass a little harder as he rolled his hips against hers.

Evelyn moaned and pulled away after a bit, aching to be touched more than she was. "You can take my bra off if you want."

A small puff of air passed through his lips and he did just that, tossing the piece of clothing away. He gave her chest a long, lustful stare and then cupped one of her breasts.

"It's as if God made you specifically for me. Your breasts are the most perfect ones I've ever seen." He squeezed gently, causing Evelyn to arch into the touch.

"You like smaller ones?" She asked, smiling.

He nodded. "They're much more sensitive and I love how they fit in my hands."

She smiled wider, finding it both arousing and adorable how enamored with her he was. She climbed off him to instead pull him on top of her. "Have at it, love."

Adrien kissed her heatedly as he squeezed and toyed with her breasts, gently pinching her nipples every so often. She gasped and moaned against his lips, the ache between her thighs growing as he touched her. She could already feel how wet she was getting and wondered how hard Adrien had grown. She was considering reaching a hand down and checking for herself when he started kissing down her neck and to her chest.

"God…." She breathed out as he closed his mouth around one of her nipples and sucked.

Adrien hummed and continued, switching to the other once it had grown hard. Evelyn squirmed a little below him, trying to rub her thighs together for some blessed friction. She needed him closer, this wasn't enough.

"Adrien.." She murmured impatiently.

He pulled away and glanced up at her, his cheeks flushed slightly in arousal. "Tell me what you want, mon amour." He purred, running his hands up and down her sides.

She shivered, goosebumps of pleasure rising to meet his fingertips. "I want you. I want more."

"Are you comfortable with being given oral?" He asked, giving her breasts another squeeze before unbuttoning her pants and pulling them down.

Evelyn nodded, her cheeks flushing with a sudden shyness. Her heart was pounding again and she just wanted things to move on already. She wanted him as close as he could possibly be.

Adrien turned his gaze to what lay between her legs as he pulled her underwear down and tossed it away, exhaling slowly. He liked what he saw, judging by his expression. He looked back at Evelyn's face and moved up so he could chase away any insecurities she had with a kiss. It was slow and thorough, and she lost herself completely in it. Adrien's kiss was so gratifying, yet she knew she could never get enough of it.

"You're beautiful. Absolutely perfect." He murmured against her lips.

"I love you." She answered, hazy in the most blissful of ways.

He said the phrase back to her, but she barely remembered hearing it, as that was when he pressed his fingers against her and started moving them in a slow circle. Evelyn gasped, her legs falling open as a tingly pleasure shot through her nerves.

Adrien watched her as her face contorted, his eyes bearing an intensity that only served to arouse her more. He sped up his movements, eager to hear more of those tiny moans she couldn't hold back. Evelyn groaned, her hands curling into fists around the sheets.

He stopped before long, wanting to give her the best he had to offer. He moved down her body, kissing and licking as he went, until he was laying on his chest between her legs, each one over either of his shoulders. Evelyn was panting as she looked down at him, her breath stolen away from her once more as Adrien closed his eyes and kissed her in the most intimate place he could.

"Fuck!" Evelyn cried out, barely able to stop herself from bucking into him. The curse spurred him into action and he gave her a long, slow lick, massaging her thighs and watching her reactions. She cried out again, her eyes closing as her head leaned back reflexively. She'd never felt a pleasure like this before, and with just barely a taste, she was already addicted.

Adrien smiled against her and suckled at her clit, clearly reveling in the cry that followed the action. Her hips bucked against his face of their own volition and he let out a moan. Pleasuring his partners in bed was incredibly arousing to him, and he found out rather quickly that it was especially true with Evelyn.

It didn't take long for her to near her end. One of her hands had wound into Adrien's hair, pushing him further against her as she cursed and moaned his name.

"Don't stop, don't st- fuck!" She cried, the coiling in her abdomen exploding in a wonderful rush of pleasure. She convulsed and trapped his head with her thighs before she relaxed and panted, utterly speechless.

Adrien sat up and wiped his mouth before taking her breath away again in a passionate kiss. She could taste herself on his tongue, but she found that she didn't care much at all, she'd kiss him regardless.

"My god…." He groaned against her lips. "That was fantastic."

"Shouldn't I be saying that?" She let out a breathless laugh, still feeling like she was up in the clouds. "You're fucking- god, you're good at that."

"I can do it again if you like." Adrien purred, already moving downwards again.

"Get back here, you." She protested, guiding him back up to her lips. She definitely wouldn't say no another time, but right now, she needed him. The afterglow of her orgasm had turned into a desperate want for more. It had blown her mind, don't get her wrong, but she wanted him inside her. She needed him inside her.

As he deepened the kiss, she reached between them and squeezed him gently through his pants, trying to hint at her growing impatience. He moaned into the kiss and pressed against her hand eagerly, the lack of attention down there making him all the more desperate for her touch. Evelyn broke the kiss and squeezed him again.

"I think we'd best get these off."

"God, do I agree." He said breathlessly, climbing off her to take care of that problem.

He got out a condom from his wallet before taking off both his pants and boxers in one smooth movement, and it was Evelyn's turn to gape. From his head to his toes, he was perfect. The subtle hints of a six pack, the golden curls cascading down the sides of his face, the trail of hair leading down to his well endowed cock; all of it. She could hardly believe he was hers.

Evelyn didn't have to tell him to get back on top of her, he got the message from the way she was looking at him and was more than willing to oblige. She kissed him as she ran her hands over every inch of him she could reach, before finally settling on his erection. She wrapped her hand around it and stroked him slowly, shivering in arousal when she heard the choked moan the action drew from him.

Adrien cursed against her lips, murmuring words she didn't understand. He was speaking French, and god, did that only make her want him more. She started pumping him, eager to hear him.

"God, Evelyn. God, yes." He bucked into her hand, his breath hitching.

"I need you." She gasped, the ache between her thighs almost unbearable now.

That was all Adrien needed to hear. He, although reluctantly, pulled away from her and grabbed the condom, taking it out of the package before rolling it onto himself. He climbed over her again and cupped the side of her face, stroking her cheek with his thumb.

"Are you absolutely sure?" He asked, staring into her eyes. His gaze was so serious. Evelyn knew that he would stop if she asked him to, and she loved him for it.

"Without a shred of doubt." She said, a little desperately. "Adrien, please. I need you."

He nodded and kissed her once more before positioning them properly. Him above her, and her legs on either side of his. He held her hips in his hands as he slowly eased into her, his his head falling into her shoulder as he exhaled in pleasure. Evelyn bit her lip and locked her legs around him and pushed him in the rest of the way. She'd missed that feeling a lot more than she realized.

Tears formed in her eyes as she wrapped her arms around him, holding him as close as she could. She loved him more than she could ever hope to express, and having him against and inside her like this only made her realize just how deep those feelings ran. It was overwhelming in the most intimate of ways.

"Are you okay…?" Adrien asked, sounding worried.

"I'm more than okay." She whispered, a bit choked up. She loosened her arms enough to look at him. "Being with you like this...it's…."

"I know." He cupped her cheek again, his eyes full of adoration. "I know, mon amour. I feel it, too."

She kissed him slowly and Adrien returned it in kind as he pulled out and pressed back into her. She clung tighter to him as he repeated the motion and before long, had to break the kiss to gasp for breath. He was hitting her in all the right spots, and it took the air straight from her lungs.

"God, Adrien." She whimpered into his shoulder, bucking her hips against him.

He groaned and didn't keep her wanting more for long. A hand found her breast and he gradually sped up his pace, causing them both to gasp and moan with every few thrusts. Pleasure shot up Evelyn's spine with each roll of Adrien's hips and she did her best to reciprocate by clenching around him. It took a bit of concentration, but the cry it roused from his lips made it absolutely worth the effort.

"Faster, ple-please." She said, needing more.

Adrien complied immediately, his hips snapping forward into hers with more intensity. She cried out and grabbed his shoulders, needing to hold onto something. She could tell that he wasn't going to last too much longer, not with how his thrusts were slowly growing more erratic. He was breathing heavily and moaning deep in his throat every so often, too, and it was driving her insane in the best way. He sounded better than anything she'd ever heard.

"God- Evelyn, I'm close." He groaned, letting go of her breast to instead reach between them and start rubbing at her clit.

"Fuck, fuck." She cursed, bucking against him. "Fuck, yes! Please, don't stop. God! Don't stop."

Adrien did the opposite of stopping. He sped up his thrusts and rubbed her faster, crying out in pleasure as his release drew nearer. Evelyn dug her nails into his back, cursing and moaning as her second orgasm built up inside her.

"Shit-" He cursed loudly and let out a choked cry of bliss as he came, his hips snapping into her once more, burying himself deep.

The sound of his climax brought on her own and she arched against him with a near scream of pleasure, her nails raking down his back in what was without a doubt the best orgasm she'd ever had. She whimpered his name as she came down from her high, shaking and more satisfied than she'd ever felt in her life.

Adrien was the first to speak, still pressed up against her and holding her close. "I love you." He whispered into her ear, kissing the shell of it.

"I love you, too." She murmured in reply, unlocking her legs around him. God, were they sore now. She shouldn't have had them like that the whole time.

He pulled out of her with a soft sigh and dealt with the condom. He hurried into the bathroom before returning with a damp towel.

"Being sticky isn't good for sleeping." He said, parting her legs to wipe away the fluids that had gotten smeared around.

Evelyn watched him, her heart melting once again. "Do you want to stay the night?"

"Of course I do. If that's all right with you?" He glanced up at her, his cheeks rosy in his post-sex glow.

"It's more than all right with me." She smiled and sat up as he finished up.

In addition to sleeping with him, she'd dreamt of sleeping beside him. She pulled him close and kissed him, but found that they both were smiling too much to continue the kiss.

"That was fantastic." She giggled, playing with his hair.

Adrien grinned and tossed the towel away to instead hug her, his heart full. "It was okay, I guess."

"Shut it, you git. It was far more than 'okay' and you know it." She couldn't help a laugh; he was so charming.

"Of course it was. It was you and me, how could it not be? Everything about me is fantastic." He hummed, nuzzling his face into the crook of her neck affectionately.

"Hush, you." She rolled her eyes with a smile and yawned. "You're an idiot."

"Ah, yet you love me anyway."

"Do I, now? Getting a bit cocky, I see."

"Oh, you'd know all about that now, wouldn't you, cherie?" He chuckled, teasing her with a little nip to her neck.

"Adrien William Meyer!" She exclaimed, barely holding back a laugh.

He merely giggled. "Mhm?"

"You know. Watch it, you."

"Is it too bold to say 'make me'?"

"You tell me."

"I'm going to be safe and say...no." He chuckled again, moving to peck her lips.

She shook her head and beamed at him. "Git. Come on, let's get under the covers. It's cold and I'm tired."

"Sounds marvelous, mon amour." He kissed her once more and the two of them crawled under the covers after he shut off the light.

Evelyn had just started to reach for the pillow she always hugged at night, but paused. She didn't have to hug it tonight, not with a living, breathing person to cuddle with. She grinned wider and happily snuggled closer to Adrien. The two of them fell asleep rather quickly, after they finished talking, of course. They stayed up for a good forty minutes whispering to one another in the dark. They didn't talk about anything important, just little, nonsensical things, and Evelyn wouldn't have had it any other way. Today had been the best day she'd had in a while, and it couldn't have ended more perfectly.