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Nether Zone of the Night Bone
By SuckingSocksCreated: 2022-12-21 00:21:40
Updated: 2022-12-31 14:42:01
Expiry: Never
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I also wrote this in 2016 for a low effort prompt thread.
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Q-quit staring...
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>"Q-quit staring..."
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>You pay no attention while gazing into the folds of her cheeks.
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>A misty swirl peaks out randomly almost as if it would know you'd have to stare constantly to catch it
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>Luna becomes more and more flustered, frustrated with your lack of response
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>A stretched out wisp of black pushes her undergarments to the side for a second, a moment.
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>But only a moment.
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>Frozen in time you feel a sense of insight and danger sweep over you
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>In your trance you catch the glimpse you'd be looking for, incredibly quick and small
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>Beneath the fabric that guards her nethers a swirl of blues and purples reveals itself
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>Luna has given up on your proper attention and returns her attention to the dusting of books
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>Though as soon as her head is turned,
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"Luna I need you to strip right now in front of me."
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>Like an electrocuted inmate, a shock is sent through her body visibly shaking her in startle.
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>Luna had lost a bet with her sister on who could teach students the most life lessons
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>Celestia more or less rigged the game with her brown noser Twilight tipping the scales so harshly
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>However, the loser had to service the most despicable, unlikable, and downright creepy student in the school as a personal maid
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>The stakes included having to wear an outfit as well, but as you stop reminiscing in background information, listening to her upset rants,
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"They did not include taking an outfit off!"
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>"In that case I need you to clean my bathroom. A quick once over if you mind." In return she scoffs and gestures at the shelves with her
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feather. "Don't worry about it. Bathroom first."
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>Standing up straight and adjusting her skirt to not reveal so much this time Luna scampers off to your bathroom.
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>Sounds of her rooting for cleaning supplies from behind the door, you press up against the wall peaking through the cracks for another shot at...
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>Another shot at her nether regions nether realm.
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>The floor creaks under you as you shift your weight to get a better look
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>Luna snaps her head to look right at you, mixing an embarrassed blush with a look of disgust
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>"I'd rather get sick from cleaning fumes than deal with a peeping tom!" Pushing the door shut, she has locked you out.
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>In hindsight you should have known she would check for you watching.
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>But with every door that closes a window opens...
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>Outside around the side of your house you've acquired what you'll need for plan B to work.
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>Your dad's fishing rod, a ladder, and a crowbar.
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>You set the ladder against the exterior next to the bathroom window, gently as possible.
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>Rod in one hand bar in your mouth you ascend until you can just barely peek from the window sill.
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>Luna is a woman of her word and is cleaning your bathroom, working on the countertop her back is turned.
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>And her backside is looking right at you, pulses of shadow tendrils peaking out.
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>Maybe this is why she never wore dresses...
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>You slip one end of the crowbar into the frame and quickly pry it open with an unfortunately loud crack.
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>Luna jumps in surprise and looks around for a culprit. Freaked out but somewhat clueless to not notice the draft.
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>With another good look at rear you grip your rod and pull back on it, aiming for her shadowy trampstamp.
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>You sling the hook the first time a tad too low and it plops on the rug between Luna's legs.
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>Winding back praying she can't hear the clicking whirls, you take aim for a 2nd try.
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>This one perfectly hooks right into a loose piece of panties, a sense of accomplishment fuels some confidence.
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>Too much confidence
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>You yank on her underwear and half pull it down, half tearing it with the hook.
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>Another moment lost in time as you gaze into her crotch, purple and blue swirls envelope and distort the light around it.
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>The tendrils freely point towards you, grasping for you. Of course they are way too short it still seems as though it... hungers for you.
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>Attention lost in abyssal womanhood Luna has turned to you with a look of pure, undiluted rage.
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>"I'LL FUCKING KILL YOU." You'd never heard such vulgarity from teacher much less vice principal.
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>Stuck in a cross between fear and shock you find yourself unable to move.
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>Maybe this is why people call you names like spastic retard and autism during lunch where no sits with you mind you.
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>This probably wont look good for staying out of social skills classes your teachers want you in.
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>Luna charging at the spastic retard who absolutely belongs in social skills classes makes a small fatal error.
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>Her underwear had fallen too low down her legs, consumed by fury she had not thought to pull them up before trying to attack anon.
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>When suddenly turning around and sprinting she tripped from her panties and fell face first into the wall under the the window.
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>You scream as a large thump hits the wall, but are confused when it was not a fist connecting with your face.
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>Looking back into the window you can see it was still Luna who made the noise, but on herself.
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>She's laying face down on your linoleum, a small splatter of blood on the wall.
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>But worst of it, she seems to be unconscious.
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>Without a moment to lose you climb through the window awkwardly falling on top of Luna.
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>Fumbling to stand up you kick and hit Luna quite a few times, even smearing her face in the now pooling blood on the floor.
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>Readjusted and upright you survey your scenario.
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>Luna is currently drowning in her own blood, but there has never been a more perfect moment to investigate her ass.
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>Against all of your better judgment and choices thus far you turn her over so she isn't suffocated and prop her upright against the wall.
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>You can now see that her nose is shifted to the left and is the source of most of her blood. There is also a slight tear on her forehead.
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"Man Luna, you're gonna have one heck of a headache when you wake up."
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>If she wakes up... you check her chest to make sure she's breathing.
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>Which she is.
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>Unsure of what to do next you plug her nose with toilet paper and open her mouth.
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"Maybe she wont remember what happened when she comes to. "
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>And with another appropriate non terrible idea you carry her out of the bathroom and onto your couch.
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>You put a few pillows beneath her head to keep her comfy, it would also happen to stop her bloody nose from drowning her.
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>She's still asleep, you would probably never have a better chance to get a face full of her southern secrecy.
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>You stare intently at the space between her thighs, soft and plush thighs.
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>You were so concerned with what was going on with all that creepy shadow abyss you didn't even realize how beautiful Luna was.
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>Lay your hand open her legs, they're so smooth. Warm to the touch and...
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>and so wrong.
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>She's your elder, a staff member, and more importantly you're probably sure this is borderline sexual assault already.
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>But you had never seen a real vagina in person. Certainly never one as unique as Luna's.
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>You're already in this far, why not go deeper?
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>Just for a bit anyways.
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>You re place your hand upon her thighs.
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>Goodness there's just a slight chub to them as you travel up towards her hips.
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>You've gotten dangerously close to her crotch now, your hand wrapped around her waist your thumb curving around her so full hips.
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>It's very faint, but you swear you can hear another student's voice, a girl's. You don't recognize her but you think you hear,
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>"Princess?"
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>And then something you weren't prepared for.
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>Several of the wisps from "it" snap to attention and grab a hold of your fingers.
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"AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAHHHH" ( - Anon 2016)
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>You reel back in horror and fall flat on your ass.
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>Examining your fingers you find they're fine, except they feel cold.
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>You stand up, hyperventilating until you calm down enough to re study your situation.
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>A young teenage boy standing over a beaten and unconscious woman in a maid outfit alone in his home with a shameful erection.
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>With some 5th grade level insight you grip her panties and pull them up, covering her exposed region as you swear it whispers to you.
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>There's no time for that, you should have not agreed to any of this in the first place and are seriously frightened that if her sister finds out you'll be expelled.
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>Or worse, sent to jail.
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>While thinking about whether or not you'd be tried as an adult for molesting your Vice Principal you clean her up. Clothes on and blood swathed.
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"Leave the room, grab a blanket, probably clean the bathroom."
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>It always helps you think when you can vocalize.
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>That didn't make you weird right? Got made fun of a lot and forced to take tests out in the hall because of it though.
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>Why was being a maid for you the bad side of the bet?
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"Probably just the first person they thought of. With how much the teachers talk about me surely I'm just always on their minds."
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>Right.
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>You search the linen closet for something nice, something soft.
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>Like Luna's thighs...
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>You return to her and lay the blanket over her, that chance at her mystery covered up like her exposed legs.
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>Funny how things work out, you're cleaning up a mess your maid left.
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>Chuckling to yourself, you use the supplies Luna got for herself to clean her blood stains.
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>You finish after the last drop of blood on the floor is taken care of.
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>Don't make a bad maid yourself.
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>Thoughts of wearing the outfit cleaning Luna's home follow you as go to check on her in the living room.
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>She looks half awake, spinning in her wake. Probably from the headache she's got right now.
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"Hi Luna. How do you feel?" As if you didn't know.
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">I think I've got the worst hangover ever Celest."
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>She opens her eyes to look at you before pinching the bridge of her nose.
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>"Oh no. Am I still being your maid for the day?"
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>You stutter at the disdain for you in her words.
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"Yes. But uh you slipped in my bathroom and hit your head pretty hard."
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>"Right right..." She trails off trying to remember falling so hard.
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>You might actually get away with this.
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>Luna tries to sit up before the pain truly sets in.
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>A reflexive cringe, then a plop as she lays her head back into the pillow.
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>She sets about checking on the rest of herself.
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>Removing the nose plugs and feeling her face she sighs as she feels how off her nostril is.
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>"Did I do this?" Embarrased by her own clumsiness.
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"Yup. Nasty fall right into the wall. But I got everything all cleaned up for you. Don't worry about it." You attempt to mask the guilt in your words.
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"How about something to drink?"
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>Feeling her throat she coughs and nods yes, you scamper off to your kitchen.
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"What would she like?" More talking to yourself, today was really keeping you on the edge of your seat.
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>Your mom usually drinks wine after spending a day with you.
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>Or a day after a work.
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>Or any day...
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>You think you'll just brew some tea. Maybe a smidge of wine in the mix.
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>It couldn't hurt.
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>After everything is finished brewing you throw in half a shot of some bottle you find in the cuboard.
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>Mix in cream, sugar, and head back to the living room with her spiked drink.
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"I wasn't sure how you liked it."
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>"It's fine, fine." She takes the cup and sips at it.
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>And then, she stops. Glares at you quickly, and against her better judgement continues drinking it.
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>Having set down her tea on your coffee table she lays back again.
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>"Why did you put alcohol in the tea?"
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>Maybe it was a bad idea, her words cold and cutting into your brain.
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"I... I just thought y-you'd like something to take the edge off."
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>Nailed it.
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>"Yeah. You're right. Celest has been hell with her competitive bullshi-," Realizing who she's talking to, "bologna."
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"I don't mind if you curse, you should hear the things I get called in the halls."
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>Luna is gripped with a look of guilt herself now. She had laughed at some of those things before. Thinking not even staff, herself included, give this kid a break.
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>Celestia had picked Anon because he was the most awful person to have to hang around without being dangerous.
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>Borderline special ed, no social skills, no friends, and single mother who worked most of the time.
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>He was a perfect match for our bet, even if he talked about the maid outfit after no one would believe him.
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>As if anyone would listen.
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>I had only gone along because she savors and chance to beat her sister at... anything.
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>Being number 2 your whole life has its long lasting effects.
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>But maybe this was a bad idea, he didn't seem so bad.
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>Absolutely weird, but look at how sweet he was. Nursing me after I knocked myself out.
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>Maybe even a little cute with that bashful lack of absolutely any facial features.
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>Luna looks back at your direction with a little smile, takes a deep breath, and opens her mouth.
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>"A complete total bitch with obnoxious competitive bull shit."
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>You look at her as though she had just fisted a toddler, until you can't stifle your laughter.
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>Luna releases a sigh and smiles wide.
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>"Aw look at me I'm taller than everyone and the best at everything and I know better about fuck than you know shit. I'm so lazy I let everyone else do my work for me and get all the rewards."
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>Her mocking had you both in stitches.
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>Until Luna laughed so hard she realized she might need stitches.
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>Her forehead wound reopened and began to let out some droplets of blood.
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"Oh, uh, uh..."
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>You quickly ran to the bathroom for a medical kit. Taking out some disinfectant and band aids, cleaning up the blood with a clean rag.
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>"Aw, that stings. Thank you anonymous." Luna returns her tone to that of a superior.
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>She reaches over and grabs a hold of her tea again.
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>Luna chugs the rest of it, loosening up she sinks into the couch.
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>She's got a tinge of blush to her face now.
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>She turns and looks at you in the eyes.
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>"You wanna get me another cup of tea?"
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>You get up and stammer out a yes.
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>But she grabs your hand
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>"Another cup like this one."
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>She winks at you. This in turn causes you to blush harder than she ever would or could.
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"N-no problem."
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>You run off to the kitchen with her cup in tow.
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>Is this what people do for fun after school?
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>Is she having fun?
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>Thoughts aside you reuse the hot water for another cup of tea.
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>This time you think you'll spice it up, you throw in two shots of wine this time.
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>You wonder what it tastes like...
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>Before you tarnish the temple that is your body Luna sneaks up from behind you.
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>"How much did you put in it this time?" She grabs the cup out from behind you.
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>Before you can answer she takes a quick swig, there's a little wince before she continues a gulp.
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>She sets the tea down. "Anonymous have you ever drank this before?"
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>Fidgeting your feet a little you reply,
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"N-no."
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>"If you want, you can try a sip of it. It helps with your problems."
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>As Luna offers her totally inappropriate gesture you figure that after all the bad decisions you made today what harm could one more do?
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>You cough a little bit and she giggles.
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"You know I was probably a little tipsy when I came over here. No wonder I slipped."
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>Thankfully your coughing masks just how guilty you would look.
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>With a heavy feeling in your stomach and warm feeling all around, you look Luna in the eyes.
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"It's okay. A lot of people would have preferred to just not show up at all. Even if it was a bet."
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>She nearly does a spit take.
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>Instead however Luna manages to gulp it down without losing a drop.
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>"Well, I promise I'll take my loss with dignity and finish my day as a maid."
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>Walking over to the bottle, you nudge it with your index finger.
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"Or we could drink more."
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>Luna laughs, before joining you, grabbing the bottle, and drinking a solid 5th of the wine.
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>She is blushing substantially when she asks you.
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>"You up to the task 'autismo'?" and hands you the bottle.
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>It's late now. You're not sure what time it is but it has been dark for at least a couple hours.
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>The bottle is empty.
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>In fact the 2nd one is almost empty as well.
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>You and Luna are cozied up against the couch on the floor sharing the blanket you got for her earlier.
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"So the kid walks up to me, Big Macintosh I think, and he asks me if my parents were related. Like before they met."
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>"Dumb rednecks."
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>Luna takes a quick swig from the wine.
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>"You know it's funny he would say that. I've never met his parents, but that little prick fucks his sister."
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"Come on, that's too much of a coincidence to happen in real life. Too... too iconic."
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>She snaps her fingers at you and slurs out
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>"Ironic you mean. But completely. I'sve caught him frenching his sister Apple Jack in the parking lot sho many times."
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"That makes me feel better."
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>You lean on Luna looking up into her eyes.
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"You make me feel better."
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>She chuckles, another splash of wine hits her lips.
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>Now Luna is leaning on you. A lustful look in her eyes.
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>"You're just saying that because you haven't had a lot of friends."
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>She moves in closer, so close you can almost taste the wine in her words.
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>"You ever had a girlfriend?"
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>Now the smart thing to do would be to say yes, get up, and tell her I'm sorry.
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>But the right thing to do was,
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"No."
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>"Can I show you how it feels?"
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>Luna is practically tonguing your lips at this distance.
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>She sits down on your lap, you plead with god that she doesn't notice your stiff situation.
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>A sweet sensation grips your situation.
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>It's Luna's hand.
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>You plead with god to completely ignore whatever you just said.
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>With no prior experience you arch your back towards her and wrap your arms around her waist.
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>"Don't get too excited sperg. We're just beginning."
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>Oh god what am I doing.
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>A student? Maybe, but a kid like this?
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>What would Celest say if she found out I fucked the retard?
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>I'd be labeled as a scumbag or worse, a pedophile.
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>But... but maybe this is something she can't have.
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>Like I can't have it. But god damn it fuck her.
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>I'll tell her years down the road.
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>Finally something I can hold over her.
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>Something that's mine that she can't have.
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>Assuming she would want it.
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>Right.
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>You wish she would stop calling you names.
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>But she's probably right.
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>Back in the heat of things you lift your head up and look into Luna's eyes.
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>They're lustful, aching and wanting.
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>Unsure of how to proceed you go on instinct and press your lips to hers.
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>A moan of approval is let out by Luna, you take her hint and continue best as you can.
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>Pushing into her you part your lips and lick hers.
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>She takes this as a sign to go all in as she forces her own tongue into your mouth.
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>Sucking and exploring every inch of your mouth you feel out of breath.
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>Air, you need air and you pull an inch away from her.
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>The two of you breath heavily against each other when you catch her gaze.
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>As if an entire conversation goes on in a second you lift Luna off of you and onto the couch.
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>Still in her maid outfit she removes her slippers and socks.
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>A stocking is thrown in your face and you realize, there would definitely never be a better chance to figure out what has been going on with Luna's nether realm.
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>Finally an answer for the reason you indirectly knocked her unconscious, got her drunk, and even sentimentally horny for.
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>Suddenly, guilt sets in your stomach like a boulder.
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>Your body is shaking when you ask her.
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"C-can I make you feel b-better, down there?"
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>Another giggle from Luna at the expense of your innocence, she waves towards her crotch. With a much more serious tone,
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>"Anonymous, please pleasure my womanhood."
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>You stifle a yelp as you muster more courage than you have in your entire life.
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>Hands slide up her moist and very warm legs, still incredible thighs fill your hands.
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>Stopping your hands at her hips, you slip your thumbs underneath her panties.
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>Her scent hits you, a mixture of sweat, skin, and her vanilla fuels a primal urge deep inside you.
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>Her undergarments come off very easily.
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>Partly still torn from earlier.
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>You're face to face with the mystery once again.
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>Looking up at Luna for approval you notice she's not even looking at you anymore. Instead opted to lean her head back towards the ceiling.
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>You are finally alone with her secret. The abyss that you have been mesmerized with the entire day.
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>With all it's glory the tendrils look transparent and wisp back and forth.
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>But most of them like before are pointed towards you.
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>Pulling you in.
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>One finger, just one finger to start.
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>You push into Luna and your finger goes right inside the swirls.
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>It's very... temperate?
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>It feels like room temperature.
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>Weird considering most of her body i-
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>Quickly cut off your hand is then sucked in followed by your entire arm.
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>As you begin screaming Luna twitches slightly and snaps her head to look at you.
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>"Oh shit. Right I'm sorry that's a thing."
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>She laughs and hiccups making no attempt to stop your doom.
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>Your cheek to darkness vulva here. What sounds were once faint before are now clear in your ear.
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>Screaming is coming from her vagina.
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>It pulls you more and more, no longer able to compete with it your head is sucked in.
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>Head and arm on this other side, you see the screaming coming from a few colorful equines.
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>In fact your head and arm are coming out of one of the screaming colorful equines.
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>Everyone including you goes silent when a purple pegasus, unicorn abomination walks up to you.
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>"Who are you?"
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"HOLY SHIT A TALKING HORSE."
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I liked the first ending better. This picks up where "Nether Zone of the Night Bone" left off at line 374 or something.
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>Weird considering most of her body is burning right now.
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>You're scared, this is scary stuff for a kid who's never so much as held hands with a girl
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>Thankfully Luna is there for you, being a real princi-pal, she takes your hand and guides it properly.
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>Soft ooh's and ahh's fill the air.
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>You get 3 fingers deep before she pulls you away, grabs the sides of your head, and looks you straight in your noeyes.
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>A bite of the lip, a lick of the tongue. You understand what she wants.
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>And what you want.
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>You plunge your face deep into Luna's femininity, encompassing your senses with her foreign tastes.
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>It tastes like a cold autumn night, wisping through your tongue, like the night after an afternoon rain.
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>And of course, a splash of her vanilla.
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>The tendrils don't seem so scary now, playfully massaging your cheeks even.
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>Tirades of moans as she aches for more, wrapping her legs around your neck.
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>Suffocation, right now you could not imagine a more pleasant way to die.
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>Luna arches forward pulling you in closer with every movement, her body shakes and convulses before...
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>Huffing and loosened up, she lays back into the couch.
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>"You okay kid."
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"Y-yeah. How do you feel?"
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>"Like I won."
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"Excuse me?"
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>"Nothing, nothing..."
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>Luna gets up over you and returns her clothes to their rightful place as you look up at her confused.
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"Aren't we supposed to?"
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>"Supposed to what?"
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"You know... m-make us both feel good?"
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>She groans and lifts her hand to her forehead.
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>Kneeling at eye level with you, she rubs your cheek.
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>"Hey I promise kid that I'll make you feel good. But right now I need to think some things over."
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"You're not gonna tell anyone?!?"
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>"Of course not, I just need to sort some things out first. Then I swear," she makes an imaginary 'x' over her heart.
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>"I'll make sure you aren't confused or scared about any of this. Just keep this between us for now."
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>You sit up against the couch, clutching your knees to your chest.
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>It's only natural she wouldn't want to touch me. I'm gross and she's so, so above me.
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>At least I can do something for her.
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>Breaking your train of thought Luna leans over and gives you another kiss.
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>This one feels, different somehow. It feels safe rather than horny.
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>Luna clumsily finishes collecting the rest of her things and heads out the door, waving goodbye to you.
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>You've never felt so conflicted in your life, scared, intrigued, confused...
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>Is she going to be okay?
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>A wet spot creeps up your rear.
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>Iconically again, it seems the maid left a mess for you to clean up.
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