Luna kissed me, and her fingers probed more intensely. “I want to do something for you,” she whispered. “May I?”

I nodded, gasping again as Luna’s cold fingers found my more sensitive parts. Well, at least we’re doing what Pixie expected…

After an intensely pleasurable hour or so, Luna and I lay in each other’s arms, gasping for breath. Luna’s breath was never warm, and it actually felt cool, since it was the same temperature as the air, but moving in little puffs when it touched my skin, like an erratic breeze. I still suspected that she only breathed out of habit, though.

You’re sure you don’t want a turn?” I asked. I was thoroughly exhausted, but not because I had been doing any of the work. Quite the opposite.

Luna shook her head, eyes closed, nuzzling me with a happy smile on her beautifully odd face. “No, I’m fine. I just want you to be happy.”

Well, I am. But making you happy would make me happy, y’know.”

Luna laughed her funny little laugh. “Heeheehee! Well, making you happy makes me happy. Oh, no! We’re be stuck in a recursive feedback loop of happiness!” We both laughed, then smothered our laughter in one another’s lips.

Luna looked serious. “Really, I don’t...have those urges. I figured I would when I was...playing with you. But I didn’t. Not that it wasn’t fun. Lots of fun! You’re so cute!”

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