Alya and Nino

Lordbug cupped his mouth with both of his hands as he saw that it was his best friend Alya Césaire pleading for help. Her glasses were lopsided and her buttoned shirt was unbuttons low enough to reveal her bras-less breasts, moving and jiggling as she moaned and her breathing labored. She was missing her pants and underwear as she was reverse-cowgirling a man, shamelessly fucking in the midday plaza.

"Alya, what happened to everyone," said Lordbug as he grabbed her friend by her shoulders.

"I-It was that villain Led Fidele Eros... he hit me with... some kind of arrows, oh god, and then I couldn't s-s-stop myself. I-I'm not... I can't stop I... I... DON'T STOP! OH GOD DON'T STOP," as Alya's lust glazed her eyes over as she moved her hips up and down harder and harder.

"You g-gotta stop him Lordbug. I don't think I can... can..." before the man Alya was mounting (who the heroes suddenly realized was their other friend Nino Lahiffe) suddenly thrust up and kept that way as they both cried out, both reaching their orgasm.

"LORDBUG! CHAT NOIR!"