>>107545You
get around to asking, cautiously, about the blank spots in your memory
of what happened last night while you help her dry off.
In the end the night is revealed to have gone something like this:
The
two of you dashed up to her room, nearly tripping over one another as
both refused to stop lavishing the other with attention.
You stumbled into the room, managing to close the doors behind you, and you fell on the bed with Luna on you already.
She
admits to having been a bit tipsy, to put it lightly, and that's why
she hadn't spoken much. She was just so focused on loving you, she
didn't have time for anything else.
Regardless, you returned
those efforts, tweaking her wings and making her feel amazing. Things
moved on, getting heated, until you were licking her and pushed her over
the edge. Feeling selfish, she had meant to give you a return service
of similar quality, but by the time she had recovered her wits, you were
asleep.
"I refashioned your pants for you, since you seemed
comfortable," she admits, "I still owe you for that, though I suppose it
will have to wait for a while."
You're really starting to regret your choice, as you wrap Luna's mane in the towel and dry yourself off.
Luna
sees the look in your eye and gives you a kiss while you adjust her
towel, "In good time. I'll make sure you get what you deserve, and
more," she smiles, "But for now, let's just go tell my sister our
decision, shall we?"
With a final peck on the cheek she heads back into her room, leaving you to ponder her words.
This whole restraint thing is overrated, you decide as you follow into her room.
I actually need to call it here guys, something's come up. I apologize in advance. 