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“What is your deal?” Ugh that grating voice just made you feel sick at this point, which is ironic considering you used to think the rotten piece of sewage attached to that voice would be your everything one day.

“Why don’t you ask your girl friend what’s wrong?” You throw over your shoulder as you try to navigate your way out of the foliage. This was a dumb idea, dumb stupid idea.

“I am asking my girlfriend” Dumb idea, dumb party, dumb forest, dumb stupid boyfriend. You spin around to face said stupid boyfriend.

“ Really, cause the way you were dancing with that girl, I would’ve thought SHE was your girlfriend!”

“Ugh you’re being way to dramatic, we were just dancing, “ you feel the waves of anger in tandem to him rolling his eyes. You’re about to turn around and fight your way back to the car,  “Maybe if you weren’t such a prude,” it’s under his breath but your hear it. For a good second you feel a searing heat wash over you but not only have you gotten used to this, you know you’re better than it.

“A prude huh?” You jab your finger into his chest but keep your voice calm “well maybe if you could actually get me off once in awhile I’d be more inclined-“

“Bull, I know you like it!” You scoff

“It’s called acting honey, which just goes to show you think more with the head in your pants then the one on your neck.” 

“Watch it.” You can see the irritation getting to him and honestly it feels too good to not push harder.

 “Plus even if I wanted to, they way you get around town I’m so worried about catching something even my doctor would advise me to stay away from you.” There’s a strong grip on your arms that yanks you closer to him. 

“I get it. You just need something to stuff that mouth, maybe that would shut up those bitchy comments.”  You’re taken back a bit, you’ve known this guy was an asshole for a good while now, but to this extent? You were not raised to sit back and take this!

“Let me go.” 

“And where are you gonna go huh, we took my car.” At this point you’d walk down the fucking mountain, you didn’t want to go to some stupid forest party anyways.

“I said. Let. Me. Go.” 

“What are you gonna do if I-“ you watch as the words fall of his sickening mouth as he double takes above your head, the color draining from his face. He still has a pressured grip on your arm as you turn to look at what cut off his rant. 

Immediately in front of you is black fabric until your eyes travel a good two feet above you. Your breath halts in your chest as you meet laminated ruby eyes. The air around you both feels stale and silent, or maybe you just can’t hear over your heart pulsing in your ears.

“They said let go.” It takes a second for you to register the low gravely voice but you can’t seem to take your eyes off this… person? in front of you.

“What,” you don’t even bother turning around to look at the dumb expression probably on full display. You watch scarlet eyes jump from your arm back to the despicable thing holding on to it before he yanks his back throwing both up in surrender.

“Good” you can’t help the soft gasp as you watch a sly grin spread across their face, pointed fangs gleaming off the moonlight. It was all… strangely alluring? Okay discovering things about ourselves tonight.

 “Now leave.”

“Cmon, let’s go” you look back to see the same hand he just ripped off you makings it’s way to your wrist before a, far too deep, growl rumbles out behind you, which admittedly sends a chill down your spine. A slender hand reaches into your view held out in invitation. Your eyes travel to the hand, up the arm back to a gaze already on you.

“Do you wish to leave with him,” there’s that pulse in your ears again but for some reason it feel different, the energy down your back is less of a chill and more of an anticipated shiver. So many dumb ideas in one night.

“You’re not actually thinking of going with that thing?!” Despite the screech you hold eye contact as he patiently waits for your answer, hand still extended. 

“No. I don’t want to go with him.” It comes out softer than you actually intended, because you KNOW you don’t want to leave with him, but you didn’t expect to have a choice let alone given one in such an enticing manner.

“You’re fucking kidding, I’m not leaving without you!” You slip your hand into the one being offered which was surprising cold, slim fingers enrapture yours and if having to literally look up at this figure wasn’t enough his hands really nailed it in that holy shit this guy is huge. 

Looking back at your now ex of a boyfriend you feel confidence trickling back in your system.

“Dont ever, and I mean EVER. Contact me again.”  You state firmly taking a step closer to your liberator. It’s looks like that dumbass is about to make a retort but all of his movement halts to the voice above you.

“Turn around and leave.” And he does, he really turns on his heels and walks into the dark  without a word, back to what you assumed was the direction of the car but it didn’t really seem like it was of his own volition. There’s a soft tug on your hand pulling you in the opposite direction and you don’t hesitate to follow it. Arguably, not that you’re having regrets but you feel a bit awkward, how embarrassing someone saw that. You give a slight cough,

“Thank you, by the way,  ya’know for getting me out of there” you trail off, god this was getting more embarrassing you internally groan.

“No thanks needed, I was happy to send him off,” you can hear the amusement in his tone as you follow his lead. His voice was scratchy and low you couldn’t help hanging off every one of his words. 

“Right, so uh,”

“Moon.” It catches you off guard. 

“Moon?”

“Yesss starlight? “ He, or rather, Moon you suppose, stops his walking to look back as he acknowledges you. The sudden attention on you mixed with the nickname took you for a surprise, you can feel the heat rise to your ears at the sudden flustered feeling, something that gains Moons interest quite quickly. Not that you didn’t have his attention before. 

You look off to the side trying to avoid eye contact for the first time that night.

“Uh you won’t, ahem what I mean is, you, well,”  you were struggling to spit it out, but luckily Moon seemed to get the jist and end your suffering.

“I’m not gonna hurt you.” You bite your lip in frustration, you wanted to know the answer but you felt guilty asking the person who literally just got you out of an abusive situation about what his intentions might be. 

“Sorry,”

“Don’t apologize, I have no issue easing the worries in that pretty little head.” You nod continuing to look at the ground however it was more to hide your rapidly heating face than out of guilt.

“So, Moon,” it’s easy to notice the corner of his mouth quirk up at you addressing him by name, “if I might ask, where exactly are we going? Gonna take me to your cave or something?”  There’s a good chuckle at your question.

“Mmm, I was thinking a house would be nicer unless you prefer staying out doors,” 

“Oh! No, um houses are nice,” ugh okay time to shut up.

You walk for what you think is another three minutes before a sizable building comes into view. Damn, this place was nice, do people know this place exists? Seems hard not too.

Your hand slips out of his grasp (unfortunate) as he opens the door,

“Welcome to my cave,” he snickers, you huff in response. It’s warm inside, it wasn’t freezing out but it was cool, you wonder if he had been out for a while or if he was naturally so cold. 

“Quite the pad you have,” he shrugs as you walk around the living room, it minimally decorated but you can see the style peak through.

“It’s comfortable,”

“And the location.”

“I like the quiet,”

“Can I ask a question?” Moon watches in amusement as you run your fingers along the back of the couch taking in your surrounds.

“Quite the curious little firefly aren’t you,” maybe you were being a little overbearing but could anyone blame you? If this was a horror movie, these would be your final words. A hand falls on the back of the couch next to yours, when did he get so close. “But sure, I’ll amuse your curiosity all night if I have too. “

He has to be doing this on purpose right! Now that he’s so close and you have the light of the home to see, there is SO much more to this person than being tall. Black long sleeve that really left nothing to imagine, he was more pale then most but it played off his features so beautifully, I smooth canvas holding red eyes and a smile that was so at ease, the old timey night cap was different but oddly fitting, 

“What are you?” that easy going smile merged to toothy smirk. A cold hand, guess that was his natural temp, caught below your chin to keep your gaze on his.

“Do you want me to tell you, “ you can see sharp canine fangs as he answers, “or do you already know?” 

For all the stars above there is no explanation for the heat that fills your stomach as he softly asked the question in return, but it’s there! 

What a cute little star you were so lost in your head forming your own answers, mm but they were answers none the less. 

“Are you uncomfortable?” The hand holding your chin starts to slip away but you’re quick to catch his wrist which albeit his stature, surprises him.

“You said,” you take a deep breath as he quirks his brow waiting for your response “you said, you wouldn’t hurt me, I believe that. “  There’s something feral trying to escape within him at the sweet doe eyes peaking through eyelashes and small hands still holding on to him. But he keeps it down. For now. 

That gravely chuckle reaches your ears again

“Such a trusting moonflower I picked.” You feel a fresh blush run down your neck a flush that Moon follows with his thumb before finding place against your pulse. Please let this man know what he doing to you, or star above forgive these sinful thoughts. 

“Anything I can get my darling guest?” What ever sinful thoughts you were about to conjure are quickly pushed back as you throw out an answer.

“Shower!” His brows raise before he settles to an amused smile. “I mean! If I could borrow your shower, I was outside and the walking, I probably smell like the bush I walked through, uh yeah, if that’s not to much,”

You really were so entertaining to watch. 

“Of course, consider my home, your home,” you sigh in relief you needed something to get your thoughts in order. “However, just for the record,” the hand on your neck moves, the back of chilled finger push the hair framing your shoulder back just as he leans forward to place his head in the junction of your shoulder in neck. “I happen to think you smell quite delicious.” He pulls back with a soft laugh at your raising pulse and frozen stature. “Bathroom is down the hall, I’ll see if I have anything you can change it too.” 

You nod although you’re kinda not all there right now. Someway or another you find the bathroom in your mindless state, taking a look in mirror, you were flushed from ears to neck. He definitely knows what he is doing. Stripping down and getting the shower going, it’s doing little to organize all the running thoughts and ideas you have. So, he knows, but does make things better or worse! Do you show your also interested, oh god you were interested! You place your forehead against the cold tile, a stark contrast to the warm water running down your body. You sigh, of all the situations to get yourself in. There’s a knock on the door that makes you jump. 

“I’m leaving some clothes outside the door, they’ll still probably be a bit big but they’re comfortable.”

“Okay! Thank you!” Quick to finish up you peak out the door before grabbing the clothes, they were indeed a bit big, it’s was a light grey cotton sweater and a pair of sweat pants. Would it be to cliche to opt out the pants, the really don’t look like they’ll be very functional with there size on you. Is it rude if you don’t wear them? Ah Fuck it. 

You throw on the sweater, drape a small towel on your shoulder to catch the water from your hair and fold the pants and your clothes to leave in the bathroom. 

Moon was grateful  for the fact that he ate before leaving the house earlier, not that he intended the night go as it currently is, however, if was hungry he wouldn’t be able to contain himself. Oh no, not with the four course meal walking down his hall. Though even then he can feel the struggle to contain himself.

“The bottoms didn’t really work out,”. You say softly. Moon had to bite the inside of his cheek as he hummed in response, watching you worry the hem of the sweater that fell mid thigh, it was loose but caught on all the curves to fall so heavenly on your body.

“ come sit down, I’ll dry your hair,” 

“You don’t have to! You’ve already treated me to well.” 

“And it’s not something I plan to end any time soon,” once again a hand is held out to waiting for your consent, like you could really tell him no. He guides you to sit on the couch between his legs with your back turned to him. 

Reaching for the towel around your shoulder, you shiver as fingers ghost against your neck.

“Apologies, my hands are cold aren’t they,” his words are saying sorry but his tone is saying otherwise.

“Is that a you thing or a, ahem vampire thing,” he laughs at your verbiage.

“ I suppose a bit of both,” you can’t help but melt into fingers that tread through your hair.

“And the hypnotism thing earlier?”

“A magician never reveals all their secrects,” you huff, like this man didn’t reveal he was not a human an hour into knowing each other.  Hands leave your hair to fall on the couch on either side of your body before his head is dropped back in between your neck and shoulder. There’s a barely audible gasp that escaped you from surprise.

“Mmm just as I thought,” there a breath that hits your throat as he speak which is condescendingly warm in comparison to the rest of him. “You still smell quite divine.” He hums pulling away and you let out a frustrated ( for more than one reason) groan.

“Moon,” you start 

“Yes my star,” these damn nicknames would be the death of you.

“Not that it necessarily matters but why, or rather  do you, no thats not it,” the familiar sensation of a hand is placed under your chin as your head is softly drawn back to look at the face hovering above yours.

“Take your time sweetheart,” fucking hell.

“Well, and again it’s not a big deal, what I’m meaning to ask is if I should find a way home in the morning,” Moons brows furrow as he keeps his eyes on your expression, but you’re trying very hard not to show your nerves though you don’t think your doing all that well,

“If that is what you would li- oh! Oh. Oh starlight,”  you feel your stomach roll in your nervousness before the hands beside you reach up to hover near your waist.

 “May I? “ he’s asking permission to touch you but your slightly confused on the premise, regardless you nod. Hands are quick to find your waist before pulling you up and turned so you’re properly on his lap face to face. 

“There are many stars in the night sky my dear but only one capable of being my starlight,” you feel your chest tighten at the rush of emotions flowing through you in these moments, things you haven’t felt in a long long while.

 “picking moonflowers is not a hobby of mine and I don’t intend for it to start being one.” A hand from your waist moves to cup your cheek, something you relish in.

“I guess I’m just confused on why it was me?”

“Hmm , it could’ve been the way your scent intoxicated me, or maybe it was the way I couldn’t help but laugh at your brazenness when cursing out that piece of garbage, or maybe the fact that you took my hand rather then running away and screaming that I was a monster, but really I can’t provide you an answer.” Moon hums as you nuzzle against his palm. “Whatever force is drawing me to you, is something I can’t fight against, not that I have any care too, no no I much rather look forward to the outcome of your magnetism.” 

You feel like crying a little bit, not all your relationships were as trash as the last one, but this man you’ve know for less than a day has made you feel more then all of them combined. 

“So if you’re asking if I think you should find a way home in the mornings, I would say that if you feel the need to I can get you home safely, but I’d much, much rather have you as long as I could.” The look in his eye was so serious you couldn’t help the small laugh that left you.

“That may be a long time.” You quip back

“Is that a promise?”

“If you’ll have me” and there’s that signature smirk again, you feel the hand on your waist give a soft squeeze reminding you of its presence.

“I’d love to have you darling.” Oh yeah, he knows what he’s doing. The hand from your waist slides to the small of your back pulling you in. The distance between you is significantly diminished, close enough to feel his breath across your lips as he rests his forehead against yours, 

“That is, if you’ll have me.” You feel out of breath by the quick development that all you manage is a nod. The hand on your back trails higher. 

“Use your words princess.” There’s a bit more pressure added to the fingers running up your spine that causes you to gasp. 

“Please,” you manage to breathe out, the hand on your back falters for a brief moment before a down right feral growl rips whatever tension was holding Moon back. Hands are quick to find your thighs rolling you to the side so your back hits the couch cushions. Before you have a chance to catch your breath a hand is at the back of your neck pulling your mouth to his. It’s a searing kiss, nothing like the soft conversation you were having before but oh just as sweet. 

You run your hands up to Moons shoulders before you link your arms around his neck. It’s a losing battle to try and fight the haze you feel yourself slipping into, but one thing manages to grab your attention. Moon is cold where you place your hand or the hands that find themselves on you, but just like the breath you felt before, his lips are warm. It’s got you curious. Curious enough to take the quick moments your lips aren’t on each other as an opportunity. 

Using your arms around his neck you pull him closer to catch his bottom lip between your teeth. It catches him off guard before he melts further into you with a groan. Not one to be out done, there’s a swipe of a tongue on your lip asking permission, one you are more than happy to give!

The first thing to notice is heat, how a man so cool can be so warm inside. The contrast was all so debilitating. The second thing you came to terms with is Moon seems to be just as curious at discovering things about you as you are him. Hot breaths merging, exploring the inside of each other , it was making you delirious and when the pressure of his tongue ran against the roof of your mouth, there was nothing to stop the soft moan from escaping. However that moan morphed into a whine as Moon pulled back. 

The amount of restraint he was going to have to use tonight. Below him, with still damp hair splayed beneath you, chest heaving from lack of air and thoroughly kissed lips, Moon dropped his head to your shoulder with a sigh.

“I wasn’t, “ he huffs, “I wasn’t intending to pursue things like that.” 

“Is that a bad thing?” You were trying not to be nervous about the current halt in affairs. 

“I don’t mean it negatively,” Moon placed his forearms on either side of your head to hover himself above you.

“I want to treat you properly.” You really don’t know what devine being is out there to lead yourself in the arms of this person tonight, but you could sing their praise for a lifetime. You bring your hands to cradle his face trying to convey as much as you could.

“Moon, you may never know how much that means to me, and I would always let you know if there was a time I was uncomfortable. And I’d hope you’d do the same. But if  you were genuine in saying you’ll have me,” you gain the confidence to wrap your legs around him locking your ankles at his back, “then take me.”

You let out a surprised squeak as your pulled from the couch. Standing with you in his arms,  your legs still around his waist as his hands hold beneath your thighs to support your weight. 

“You're making it very hard to restrain myself.” You chuckle a little at his huff of response.

“Then it’s working,” you don’t know what caused you to be so forward but there’s a thrill in you pushing you to take initiative. Your hands back on his cheeks, you pull him back to your lips. Moon cards one of his hands through your hair titling your head to deepen the kiss even further. It’s slower and less rushed then the first kiss you shared but the languid way your lips slot together is not any less tantalizing. You're the first to break the kiss this time, a small sense of pride at the frustrated groan he lets out.

“Moon,” you start pulling his attention back. “I want this.” You feel the hand effortlessly supporting your weight tighten the grip on your thigh. Grabbing the wrist to the hand at your head you guide it between you both. 

“I want you.” You have his complete undivided attention as you softly kiss the tips of his fingers. His eyes targeted on yours.

 “I need you.” The final thing you get out before you slide the middle finger against your tongue taking the full digit in between your lips. You can see the last thread of resistance snap as ruby eyes darken to a deep scarlet. There’s a low rumble of a laugh that runs a chill up your spine. 

“Remember little lamb that I only gave you what you asked for.” 

There’s the familiar heat rising in you again at the challenge. With you still in his arms, Moon makes his way down the hall before a door is all but kicked open. The room is lit by moonlight filtering through large windows, like the rest of the house it’s minimally decorated and a large bed sits in the center of the farthest wall. The same bed that you’re dropped into. 

“Such a gorgeous meal.” Moon stand at the foot of the bed with his eyes glowering down on you. You feel excited. You feel nervous. You feel like prey. And you like it.

“Ah but where to start. “ a hand slides down your thigh, past the back of your knee, raising your leg enough for him to place a kiss on the inside of your ankle. Then another to your knee.

 Moons gaze holds yours as he lowers himself to place a kiss against the inside of your thigh. And lord have mercy if that wasn’t a sight to see! The fact that this very attractive person was focused solely on you caused you to cover your face with your arms. You know you talked a big talk but your love life wasn’t exactly stellar before and the undivided attention was making the butterflies in your stomach run wild. 

“Ah ah ah, that won’t do. What’s a meal without a show,” you can hear the slyness in his tone as he places another kiss higher on your thigh. A chilled hand slipping beneath the sweater to rub slow circle at your hip. 

“Starlight,” he breathes against your thigh before you feel pin pricks of teeth bite down at the junction of your thigh causing you to gasp. It’s not enough to break skin but it’s close which is genuinely surprising given the fangs.

“Look at me.” It’s a command, one you feel you can’t ignore as your arms drop from your face. You fight the soft whine that urges to escape at the sight of this man between your legs. One leg on his shoulder, one of his hands slipped beneath thin fabric you wore and a gaze that only a starving man would have. 

The hand at your hip pushes the fabric just below your chest. You feel the need to hide again but manage to refrain. A restraint that Moon feels sentiment in at the reveal of your clothed heat. He could practically hear the blood rushing down your flushed neck and combined with  your core so close and his for the taking he was ready to all but rip the fabric off  and claim you. 

But no no, what would be the fun in that if he just took it all in one go. His urges tell him one thing but he wants to savor this for the entire night if he’s able to drag it that long.

You’re starting to feel out breath as he gets closer to your entrance. You’re sure even with underwear you're already a mess. There’s a long deliberate stripe of tongue over the fabric and there’s no will power to fight the whine you were attempting to hold back before. 

Moon could only groan at the flavor of you coming through as he places hot open mouth kisses against the cloth. If you weren’t soaked before you definitely were now. Suddenly the sensation is gone as Moon pulls back to return to placing another kiss against your thigh. Another pitiful cry pulling from you.

“Words moonflower.” He quips continuing his ministrations of leaving marks on your legs.

“P-Please”

“Please, what?” It was too early in the night to feel this frustrated. 

“Moon,” you just about whimper but he’s set on having you work for it, you reach down pulling the thin fabric covering your decency to side showing him how much of a mess he’s truly made you. “Please moon, taste me, take me I want yo-“ the rest of you rambling is stripped away with your breath. 

Moon is quick to run a tongue through your folds up to circle your clit. Both your legs have found a home on Moons shoulders as his hands hold your waist to keep you from moving even the slightest bit away from his mouth. 

Moon was in trouble. He’s already convinced if your cunt was the only thing he could eat for the rest of time, he’d have no complaints. On top of that, the beautiful mewl and moans you sang for him. Oh yes this was trouble, he could easily become addicted.

You couldn’t resist the arch of your back as his tongue slid into your entrance. The appendage was sound  on seeking any and all the pleasurable spots it could reach. You were in heaven, everything felt so good, too good, unlike anything you’ve had before. Moons mouth was so hot in contrast to the cold hands locking you in place.

Moon truly did eat you like a starving man. You were almost embarrassed at the obscene noises filling the room announcing how thoroughly wet you were ,  but the way his tongue curled against your walls you couldn’t focus long enough to care.

You were so lost in the pleasure that the rapid build of tension came out of the no where. You tried to pull back but you were married into moons grip, only able to prop yourself up on your elbow. 

“M-moon wait! I can’t! I-I’m gonna-“ you attempted pushing his head back but he was intent on finishing the meal he was given. One of the hands on your hip slid down to circle your clit and it was all too much too fast. You’re body tensed as the coil in you finally snapped. Moon held you as you twitched against him eating you through the orgasm. Only when your body slumped in release did he finally let up. 

You watched him rise in your half dazed state, smirk ever present as he wiped your fluids from his mouth with the back of his hand. Holy shit that was hot. 

You brought your hands up to your face once again before you felt the bed dip in weight. A kiss was placed to both the hands that covered your eyes.

“No need to be shy darling, you’re quite the dessert.” Honestly that was just making you blush harder.

“No one,” moon listened to your soft words watching in satisfaction as your chest heaved as you were coming down. “No one has ever made me finish before.” 

You felt embarrassed about the situation where as Moon was just taken aback. Taking your wrist he guided your hand away from your face.

“So you’ve never-“ 

“No, I mean I have! But only when I.. do it… myself,” you watch as Moon expressions change from bemused to downright devious. The cat that caught the canary.

“Welllll, I suppose we’ll just have to make up for lost time,” Moon runs a thumb over your bottom lip as he proposes the thought. “Don’t you think starlight?” 

Although you don’t get the chance to answer as two fingers are plunged into your cunt causing a long drawn out moan of his name.

Oh what a great view he has getting to watch your expressions twist in pleasure. Moon doesn’t waste time this go around as he pumps into your heat still coated in slick. 

“What a poor little lamb,” the low voice is so close to your ear. “Sooo long with no one to satisfy you.” Your trying to catch your breath but every exhale is just another moan. 

“But don’t worry my precious little thing, I have the means to fix that.” You grip on to the wrist of the hand that’s pumping inside your cunt.

“I c-can’t!” You manage to breath out the words. There’s a soft grip on your jaw turning your head to meet his eyes.

“Oh but you can.” Moon curls his fingers and your eyes just about roll to the back of your head. “Can’t you?” Suddenly your nodding in hysterics, your still sensitive cunt pulsing as Moon properly fucks you on his fingers.

“Now be a good girl, and cum.” You really didn’t have to be told twice, not that you could’ve held back if you tried.  

There was something sickeningly sweet about watching your body spasm, the grip you had on his arm trying to decide on chasing that euphoric feeling or pushing away from the over stimulation. It was sinful how decadent you looked draped on his bed, in his sweater, keening over his fingers. 

“My sweet starlight,” Moon pulled his fingers from you drawing the slicked appendages to your lips. You opened your mouth willingly sucking off the remnants of your second orgasm for the night. “You’ll be mine, won’t you?”

You nod against his hands, “ Mine, and Only mine.” Despite the overstimulation you can feel yourself clench as he growled out the deceleration. One last suck to clean his fingers properly before you release his hand.

“I’m yours,” you state before wrapping a leg around his hip and pushing him to the bed. With him on his back and you effectively rolled over onto his lap you run a hand down his chest. “And that goes both ways right?” 

“There’s no one else in the cosmos who I could give myself too.” You lean into the hand Moon placed on your cheek, an adoring smile on your lips. What a play boy this man was with his pretty words. You felt the corner of your smile quirk into a cunning guise. You wanted to make him lose those pretty words.

Dropping your chest to his, you place a kiss to the side of his neck. You could feel the small tremor that raked him as you littered claiming marks on his skin. 

“Then, it’s only right that I return the favor.” Slowly you make your way down making sure to deliberately keep your body on his as you slide further. Moon seems to be a stickler for eye contact, something you feel you're ready to humor him in as you sit between his legs. 

Hooking your thumbs into the band around his waist your eyes are still trained on his.

“May I?” There’s an amused smile greeting you as you ask.

“By all means darling, go ahead.” You're really feeling the urge to wipe that smile off his face. 

Pulling the band down you release his member from the clothed confinement. 

Jesus, Mary, and Joseph. 

You’re staring, you know, but you really can’t tear you eyes away. Reaching out you run the tips of your fingers softly against the surface. It’s like nothing you’ve ever seen before. A heavy base supports a long shaft, it’s thick. Very thick before it tapers off to a rounded point. There’s grooves and ridges littered across it. The color however truly draws you in, it’s a midnight blue towards the tip the fades to paler blue at the base. Most importantly it moves as if it has a mind of its own. You can feel the heat drop between your legs.

“Nervous?” You take a quick look at Moon's expression before your eyes fall back, if he was worried about you liking it he was doing a great job masking that feeling. 

“Quite the opposite, actually.” No no, if you had any nerves it would only be if you were able to take him all. His cock relative in size to the rest of him. But no, rather you were excited. Everything about it screamed at you to take it and take it well. 

You had to clench your legs together at the trembled exhale moon took as you wrapped your hand around the tentacle like a member. It was slick and just like his tongue, it was hot. 

You gave a shallow pump, the appendage curling against your fingers and you dragged your hand down to the base and back to the tip. You couldn’t even get your hand to fully wrap around the base. 

You wanted to continue your ministrations to torture Moon the same we he did you, but the sight of his dick pulsing against your palm made your mouth water. 

Moon had to take a grip of the sheet below him as your mouth found his cock taking what it could of him before hitting the back of your throat. 

Something about the weight on your tongue, the flavor that filled your mouth, and the scent of lust over taking your senses had you moaning around his dick, the vibrations making his hips nearly buck into you. 

You wanted to be haughty and combine all your efforts to riling him up as payback, but even without the feeling of wanting to get back at him, you felt the strong notion to throat fuck this cock like air was merely a concept rather then a necessity. 

“Shit,” you heard huffed above you as bobbed your head around the shaft using your hand to pump whatever your mouth wasn’t capable of taking. What was already slick was only further lubricated by the saliva adding to your service. It’s never felt so liberating to give someone oral before but damn was this doing things to you. 

And even more so Moon. Looking up to find him already fixated on the show you were putting on for him. And fuck was it a scene he was intent on ingraining in his memory. Sweet ravenous eyes watching back through long lashes as redden lips  greedily take him in. He could probably finish off of looks alone. You take the time to drag your tongue along the underside of his dick as you apply some pressure with your thumb to the base. 

Moon unintentionally bucks his hips against the feeling, shoving farther in pushing down your throat. He pulls back as you come up for air, your mouth leaving his cock for the first time since you started and already that was too soon. 

Moons about to apologize before you take one of his hands that was in the process of ripping up the sheets. You bring his hand to your cheek giving it a soft nuzzle before you guide it further to the back of your head. 

“Again.” You look feral. Moons eyes widen at the action before a deep guttural sounds crawls from far within him. Lacing his fingers through your hair you return the weighted phallus on your tongue before moon pushes your head down in time to him jerking his hips. This time your eyes really do roll to the back of your head. The brief reprises of oxygen before it’s robbed away from you again  mixed with the low curses moon was spitting out was invigorating. It felt good to be useful, it felt good to be used.

There was no way Moon could hold back, not with you looking fucked out of your mind just from him using your throat like fleshlight. He was close and you could tell judging by the way his cock swelled and pulsed inside your mouth. 

Moon took a good grip of your hair pulling your head back to thrust as far as he could manage. The angle had his cock filling every bit of your mouth so you took the opportunity to swallow, effectively sucking and massaging him. It was enough to push him over the threshold holding himself within you as he spurt ropes of his seed down your throat. You swallowed what you could but even with your efforts some managed to escape rolling down your chin. 

Only when moon had fully been emptied did he release his hold on you. Even as you came up for much needed air your first thought was wiping the fallen cum with your finger to lick off and swallow with the rest. 

“Seems I’ve underestimated your brazenness little star.” You feel a sense of pride seeing him in such a worked up state. You make a show of wiping the corner of your mouth with your thumb loving the way you watch his eyes drop to follow the movement. 

Oh such a delicious development you found yourself in. With Moon sat up  and with you still between his legs you just couldn’t help yourself. 

“Oh honey, I’ve plenty more brazenness I’m gonna show you.” Your quick to slide your underwear off to the floor. Moon perks in pleasant surprise at your eagerness. 

“Mmm your gonna show me huh” he hums throwing off his sweater to meet the same fate as the underwear. A dark gaze tracks all your movement but you won’t be intimidated after the ringer you just put him through. Crawling forward into his lap you hum back. 

“Mhmmm I’m, gonna show, you.” You’ve made up your mind already, your going to fuck this beautiful being into nirvana. You have to bite your lip to keep from smirking at the thought. 

“And what makes you think I won’t be the one to show you.” You wrap your arms around his shoulders pressing your tits against his chest, the only thing between you being the thin fabric of the sweater you still had on. 

“Come on Moon,” your half lidded gaze and sultry words are hypnotizing he’ll give you that. “We both know the outcome of this little game right,” 

You lower yourself slowly, just enough so your bare cunt could grind against the surface of Moons cock. You hear a low hiss trail  out of him as your heats meet. 

“See,” you sigh grabbing moons hand and guiding underneath the sweater relishing in the coolness on your heated skin, “all you have to do is surrender to me and I can give you want.” 

There’s a huff followed by a sinister laugh. 

“So you’re gonna be a brat.” 

Whatever happened next occurred in such rapid succession it practically gave you whiplash. A hand gripping the back of your thigh pulled your dripping hole away from the heat it was grinding on. The hand beneath the sweater yanked the fabric up above your tits as Moons mouth latched on to the exposed bud with a soft bite causing you to gasp. As soon as your jaw fell the hem of the sweater was shoved between your lips. Both hands found your hips before you were plunged down on the thick tendril in a single thrust.

Your head fell back at the intrusion as you cried out a muffled scream. The intensity was so abrupt that your body convulsed against the new addition inside you. 

God you were tight, and so fucking hot. So fucking wet you were dripping. Finally, finally stuffed with his cock that you twitched and shuddered on. And- oh. Haha oh dear. Tipping your head down to soak in your pitiful blissed out appearance, he was astounded.

“Oh my, starlight don’t tell me I’ve made you cum already,” the only response you managed was a pathetic whine to his bemused tone. The fiendish chuckle he lets out has you neurotic but stars what a treat you were. So adorable getting so worked up just from him entering you. Damn if it wasn’t the most arousing thing he’s ever seen.

You’re about to drop the cloth from your mouth to get some kind of sense out of you before a hand is on your jaw.

“Ah-ah” Moon looks down right depraved. “We’re gonna play the little game you were so insistent on.” Moon places a hand on your stomach feeling the protrusion of his cock inside you.  

“Be good and keep that in your mouth and maybe I’ll let cum. Let it drop,” you shudder at the fervent stare he’s captured you in. “ And there will be consequences.” 

There’s a swift slap to your ass that has you biting down on the fabric to keep it from falling by an unintended squeal.

“Got it?” You give a compliant nod. “Good.” 

Hands guide your hips to grind against the heated shaft buried inside you. You groan at the full feeling despite the fact that moon isn’t completely sheathed inside you. Reaching deeper wouldn’t be an issue but rather the last few inches are so thick that your already stretched out pussy couldn’t take the rest as it was.

Moons not lost to the feeling either but he’s intent and quite frankly, very eager to play your game. Dragging his tongue over the nipple he previously teased before switching to the other. 

“So tight,” he panted out “so desperate for me to fill you, isn’t that right my little star,” You were overwhelmed if you were being truthful, still sensitive but god he was right. You did want him to fill you and oh did he ever. It was hitting every wall and crevice that all you could do was roll your hips in tandem to his hands guiding you along.

One particular hit had you clenching down on him, he knew you wouldn’t last long but damned if he won’t drag this out. No no you needed to be taught, needed to learn, needed to break.

Pulling your hips forward, Moon lifted you, dragging his cock out as you let out a muffled sob at the empty feeling. He almost felt bad at the confused pleading look you gave him. 

“Easy star,” he hushed “I’ll get you there, just make sure you remember our rules.” 

Moon continued to guide your hips letting slick tentacle push through your dripping folds making sure to run your throbbing clit against every ridge and gland. You could feel the sweater starting to get soaked as you pant through the material. It was frankly embarrassing how disgustingly aroused you felt watching the seen between you both. Pussy coated in a mixture of your juices while his cock spread you open, massaging your aching hole but refusing to enter it.  

Moon could tell you were getting frustrated at the way your cunt desperately tried to catch the tip of his cock and suck him in. Maybe he could indulge you a little. Letting the tip of his tendril drag against your entrance before sliding in. 

You wanted to sing praises at the feeling of him entering you again, but you were much too quick to judge. Slowly he pulled back out before sliding just the tip back in again. You couldn’t take it the teasing you wanted to beg him to just take you but you couldn’t even manage that with the cloth in your mouth. 

Your head lolled onto his shoulder feeling depleted at the slow torment. Moons shoulders shook in light amusement.

“Awe the poor little moonflower.” Moon kissed your shoulder and despite his sympathetic tone he still continued to withhold his full length from you. “Yes yes, You want it don’t you,” he cooed and you felt like a growl was about to rise from your vocal chords. 

“You want me to fuck you right, pound you till you see stars.” You could feel ever so slightly more of his cock thrusting inside you before pulling out again. “Want me to stuff your slutty hole until I reach your guts.” You clenched around the small amount of cock he was giving, nodding at his words. 

“And fill you till you're so full of me seed that you feel it for days.” God! Yes please! You want it you really really want it!

“Ah no that’s not it” you let out a sob, you can’t bare to lift your head from his shoulder knowing that watching him tease your cunt would only make this even harder.

“No, you don’t want it.” He huffs out a laugh. “You need it.” He’s right. He all but sighs like someone just told him to do a chore, for theatrics of course he’s rearing to keep this game in play.

“Fine.” Once again you slammed down on his shaft ripping a muffled yell out of you from the surprise. But this is nothing like the first time he sheathed you, no. Hands gripping your waist, he sets a brutal pace of bouncing up and down on his lap. 

You pulled back, placing your hands on his shoulder for leverage. Moan after moan is filtered through your stuffed mouth and it was music to his ears, mmm it would be even better if you just let it drop already and gave in to punishment. 

You wanted to thank him, scream his name, beg for him never to stop. The way he hit the walls of your cervix with each thrust had you practically gushing you were dripping down your legs.

 You were so fucking cute, the way your tits bounced with each slam of his cock, your glazed over eyes, the way you were so lost in the pleasure trying to get that release and it’s right there, right there. Just a little more.

Your eyes shot to his and you were suddenly held still. You were whining incoherent things as your eyes pleaded with him because No!  You were so close! Why did he stop! Please.

You really did wear your emotions like an open book.

“Something you wanted, little star,” the devil. You were dancing with the devil. You tried to move your hips for any type of friction but you were held down. 

“Why don’t you tell me what you want?” Your brows furrowed as you looked at him incredulously and shook your head. The bastard was playing you like a shiny new toy. 

“I can’t give you what you want if you don’t tell me.” You clenched your walls against his still sheathed cock causing him to let out a hiss. The aching in cunt has dissipated by now but you  weren’t gonna give him what he wanted. Not that easily. 

“Cheeky little-“ Moon lifted you to drop you down once, you huffed and the single pump to your insides. 

Cheeky and fiesty with that glare you manage to give him. You're lifted and dropped again. And again. And again. A good pause in between each time to keep a steady pace.  Despite the tortuous tempo you can feel the heat growing again. Moon takes a moment between to run a stripe up the valley of your breasts with his tongue, before swirling his tongue around your perked bud. He catches you eye holding the contact as he bites down on the mound. There’s a harsh inhale through your nose as sharp teeth break skin. It’s not a lot, just two blooming pricks from his fangs but it caught you off guard.

Fuck. Moon licks the wound before pulling back. Everything about you was just so divine. Slipping a hand from your waist , Moon wraps his hand around wrist pulling it from him shoulder, to his lips.

“Your hearts is beating faster dove,” you watch with bated breath at his movements. “I’m making you nervous,” Nervous? Is that what the fluttering in your stomach was? You didn’t think so.

“Say the word and we can move on,” there’s a kiss placed against your pulse. No this feeling wasn’t nerves, it was anticipation.

You huff with a smirk. 

It catches Moon off guard. How you can place that must trust in him. It was both enamoring and foolish. 

There’s a bite, a thrust, and tension hanging by a thread. But there’s no release. Moon is struggling to hold out, the taste of your blood making him riled beyond belief, and you were trying to hold on, hold on to that burning feeling just so you could finally fucking cum. 

Moons hand finds your cheek, wiping away a fallen tear as you let out a desperate sob. 

“I know, I know. It was right there wasn’t it,” he coos and you nod with a whimper.

Moon lays your back on the bed, taking one of your legs over his shoulder as he grinds against you. It’s neither slow or fast but steady tempo. Your body has been brought to high and having it stripped away so much already that it’s easy to get you riled up by now. 

Moons enjoying the troubles he’s putting you through only because he know the pay off will be worth it even if he doesn’t win the game. He wants to kiss you, hear you whimper in his ear, feel your panted breath on his skin. As darling of picture you look with him above you, pussy greedily sucking in his cock with breast on full display thanks to you hold the shirt between plump lips, he can’t help himself. He goes to let your leg off his shoulder, pausing his pumping thrusts inside you.

You break. The shirt falls.

“Cheater!” You cry taking moon by surprise. “Liar! Cheater! You said!” Your face is streaked with tears as you chastise him. “You said you’d let me cum if I held on to it but you won’t let me!” 

In Moons admittance he didn’t mean that last orgasm denial, and ah maybe he pushed you a little much to your limit.

He grinned.

Broken was a very good look on you. 

“Liar liar liar! Play fai- mph” your rant was cut short by the tongue shoved in your mouth and a hand resting around your throat.

Feral wasn’t descriptive enough, he felt animalistic. You needed him so bad and in tandem he needed you. Truly it was fight on his part just as much to stop the friction of your craving pussy. 

“You get it now starlight,” he pounded into you as pleaded. “Youre mine.” 

“Go on try and argue, the way you cunt sucks me in you’d couldn’t even fool yourself.” Your head was swimming. He wasnt just fucking you he was claiming you. Vulgar noises of slapping and squelching surrounded you but you had no clarity to even begin to be embarrassed. 

“I’m yours I’m yours!! Please! Please! Please!” You begged.

“Ah such a slut, begging to cum on my cock, begging to have me breed you.” He thrust on every word.You were both panting, a sweaty mess that filled the air with the smell of sex and lust. 

Gripping behind your thighs he pushed you knees to your chest and slammed his cock in. Your mouth fell in a silent scream as your back arched a blinding white feeling washing over your body for a split second. Your heaving as you catch moons eyes, there’s a moment of surprise before half lidded eyes shade to a deep red, glowing the brightest you’ve seen tonight.

“Found it.” 

In your second of revelation you realize he is completely inside you, thick base stretching your shameless cunt with no remorse. But that is the last coherent thought you get before that fully enveloped shaft is dragging against your walls and slamming back into that same mind numbing spot. You feel your legs shaking under his grip, you’re sure you’ll have finger like bruises tomorrow with him being intent to make good on his word and breed you properly.

“That’s it, taking me in so well, take it like the good little star you are!” Curses spill from your lips like your spewing hymns. And you feel it.

“Right there, oh god right there!” 

Moon wasn’t far behind feeling the pulse of his cock in time with your walls clenching him. You threw your arms around his neck, you weren’t letting him get away this time not that he had plans on stopping this time. 

Moon buried his head in your neck listening to your pulse as he fucked you chanting a 

“Take it, take it, take it.” As his thrusts became erratic. The hot sensation feeling your stomach just as his cock does, suddenly everything within you feels like a string being taught. 

Moon sinks his teeth into the junction of your neck and shoulder causing the thread to snap.  A guttural scream seeps from your lungs and your body racks in tremors. Moons sinks in your sloppy whole with a few last thrusts before hot thick cum paints your walls, something your cunt took happily milking him for all it could. 

Slowly your legs were released giving you some reprise from the position. Moon licked the wound on your neck before pepper soft kisses against it. You sat there for a good moment catching your breath before he placed a kiss on your lips. 

Pulling back to take you in, Moon realized that, ah yeah he was addicted. Your messy hair framing your dazed look of afterglow, damp skin down your neck that now carried his claim. 

“Beautiful.” Moon combed through your hair as you finally began to calm down. “It wasn’t too much was it?” You huffed with a smile.

“I liked it, but you totally cheated.” You get a chuckle from him as he lays his forhead against yours.

“Mmm so rematch?” You roll your eyes pulling him back down to a kiss. 

You break the kiss with a content sigh.

“Im so glad I didn’t take my car.”