Moonstruck

"I can't believe I let you talk me into this," Cerise said, looking down at herself and running her hands over the moonsilver lace of her new brassiere as the fabric melted into her skin, adding new lines and swirls to the patterns of moonsilver ink on her body. She turned around, her breasts defying gravity to stay round and perky. "Well?" she asked.

"Gorgeous," Anshu said simply, reaching out to trace the pseudo-tattoos with a fingertip. Soon he was squeezing and massaging her breasts while they kissed fiercely, and Cerise's hand had slipped down the front of his trousers to grope at his hard cock.

Then, reluctantly, she pulled away. "We can't. We'd be late for your appointment with Nuwa."

Anshu sighed and pulled her back close. "You're sure we can't?"

"Yes, I'm sure. Just because the bond means I can cum just as quick as you can doesn't mean I don't like you to take your time. Besides," she added, "I have a feeling you're starting to have second thoughts about our deal."

"I am," he admitted. "But - "

"No buts," she said. "You promised, and weren't you the one who told me very sternly, when we first met, about how important it is to keep promises?"

"You mean the evening when you enthusiastically helped me shatter one of my more important promises into very small pieces?" Anshu raised an eyebrow at her.

Cerise was unrepentant. "You've still been keeping all the rest of them."

"And if you'd let me finish, I would have told you I still intend to keep this one," Anshu told her, just a hint of smugness showing in his voice. "But it's still a while before the appointment. What do you propose we do in the meantime?"

"Well... if you think you can restrain yourself, I suppose there's time for me to have a little snack," she said, kneeling down in front of him and rubbing the bulge of his cock. "Plus, it's probably not a good idea to be hard when you go to be pierced."

"Probably," Anshu agreed as she pulled his pants down and started to kiss and lick him.

"Mmmmmmmm," Cerise said, methodically kissing every inch of his shaft, working her way from the tip. After reaching the underside of the base, she nuzzled him for a moment, enjoying the feeling of his skin freshly clean from their bath, then kissed his balls and started to suck on them, enjoying his groans of pleasure. But she didn't linger on them, soon returning to tease his cock with more kisses and licks and the occasional suck. She slurped up the precum leaking from his tip and then started to suck him, enjoying the way the bond let her feel all the pleasure he felt, let her feel how very close he was.

As if to confirm it, at that moment he spoke, groaning: "Oh, Cerise..."

She smiled around his cock. *Go ahead, Anshu. Don't hold back.*

He didn't, and she gulped down his cum as it filled her mouth, then pulled back and enjoyed the afterglow of their shared orgasm.

"Perfect," she declared as they got to their feet (and Anshu pulled his pants back up). "We'll be right on time."

Once outside, they began walking through the city. Most of the buildings were still unoccupied and unexplored, but the pall of fear had gone, and they saw one of the city's constructs at work in a badly overgrown garden.

"It's a good thing there's nobody around," Anshu said, smiling at the way Cerise's breasts bounced and jiggled with every step.

"Oh really? Well, you need to stop ogling, or else you'll get hard again by the time we get there. And besides, there are plenty of eyes on us. Or are you forgetting all the little gods, watching from every object?" Cerise teased.

"Good point," Anshu muttered.

She laughed. "I've learned to like it. Most of the time, anyway, when they aren't making insulting comments," she added, shooting a dark look at her chest.

It was Anshu's turn to smile again. "Haven't you berated him enough? Not that I blame you for being angry, but we did beat him into proper contrition already."

"If you'd actually heard what the little spirit-worm had called me, you might not be so quick to forgive. He had no excuse for insulting a Princess of the Earth that way."

They walked on, discussing whatever came to mind on their way to the Dreamspire, the manse where Nuwa and Dhiren made their home.

***

When they arrived, the Dreamspire appeared to be a a middle-sized monastery on a hill, with open gates in the walls enclosing the grounds and a small path winding upward to the entrance where large wooden doors stood closed, but not locked or barred. They entered to find Nuwa meditating in the middle of the courtyard, clad in loose, white robes, with her orichalcum tattoos gleaming in the sunlight.

"Ah, you're here," she said, opening her eyes and rising to her feet. "I have a room and all my instruments cleaned and ready," she gestured to the building on her left. "The procedure shouldn't take long at all."

"I can't believe I let you talk me into this," Anshu murmured to Cerise, who only smiled and waved him forward. He went inside and took his place next to the small tray of instruments, closing his eyes in an attempt at preparation in the few brief moments before Nuwa entered behind him.

***

True to Nuwa's word, the piercings took almost no time at all. "For mortals, this sort of piercing would take between two and five weeks to fully heal, and you'd need to be totally abstinent for at least a week," Nuwa said as Anshu pulled his pants back up. "Being an Exalt, you would heal more quickly even without my Charms to speed things along. Given that, you can safely forego the period of abstinence."

"And I'll be able to speed things further. Lunars aren't without their own healing tricks," Cerise said, entering with a smile.

Nuwa nodded with an answering smile, her expression slightly wistful. It surely wasn't envy - was it?

"So how are you and Dhiren finding things here? Where is he?" Anshu asked.

"We're enjoying ourselves. There is much to explore and experiment with - and of course, Dhiren has his trials for the Silver Pact. That's what he is doing right now; Li took him to Solitary's manse for some sort of test of mental endurance."

"I wish him success," Anshu said.

Cerise nodded her agreement, and then they started home.

***

Anshu set the small vial aside, the requisite sip sliding down his throat, and looked over at Cerise, reclining next to him on the piled rugs and cushions.

"All right, let's get started. First, a kiss to make sure you're all healed up down there," she said, rolling toward him and pressing her naked body to his as she kissed him deeply and passionately, her saliva carrying regenerative Lunar magic. Her hand slid down over his chest, over his stomach, to his hard cock, and lightly stroked it, feeling the series of curved green jade barbell piercings along its underside - one at the tip, the midpoint, where his shaft met his scrotum, and one more where his scrotum met his perineum.

Anshu wrapped his arms around her, pulling her closer and returning the kiss with enthusiasm.

"Mmmmm, you feel ready to me," Cerise murmured when their lips parted, her forehead touching Anshu's. "And I know that I feel ready."

"Then what are we waiting for?"

"Not a thing," Cerise purred, shifting position to straddle Anshu's face while she brought her mouth to his cock. "Let's give all these least gods a show," she murmured, and pressed a kiss to his tip as his tongue roamed her wet pussy. While their mouths teased each other thoroughly, licking, kissing, sucking, and occasionally nibbling, their hands stayed busy as well; Anshu lavished caresses on her thighs and her ass and every so often reached down to play with her breasts, while Cerise fondled his balls and played with his new accessories. When she'd seen to every inch of his shaft, she began to blow him in earnest, being careful not to catch his piercings with her teeth. Meanwhile Anshu focused his attentions on her clit, and with the bond letting their pleasure merge and grow, they quickly brought each other to the brink of orgasm and paused, savoring the sensation and catching their breath.

After a moment of basking in their mutual ecstasy and adoration, the two went back to pleasuring one another. As close as they were, it took mere moments for them to bring each other to climax. Anshu's hot, thick, delicious cum filled Cerise's mouth as she gulped it down eagerly, and Anshu's face was wet and sticky with Cerise's honey.

Cerise looked at Anshu's still-hard cock. "Solar stamina," she murmured happily, and crawled off him, casting a come-hither look over her shoulder as he propped himself up. "Come take me," she breathed. "Stuff that gorgeous cock inside me."

Anshu was pushing his way into her before she'd finished the second sentence, and she moaned as his piercings rubbed inside her in ways his cock alone hadn't been able to. She squeezed around him and reveled in the sensations of each thrust and withdrawal, hearing his groans and feeling his answer pleasure through the bond.

"Oh, Anshu, you feel fantastic..." Cerise moaned after he pulled out. "There's just one thing missing..." She rolled over onto her back and smiled up at him. "... being able to see the look on your face."

"I like to see your face too." Anshu smiled back, and pushed his way back inside her pussy, accelerating now that they'd gotten a feel for it. Cerise's breasts bounced as she rode his thrusts, moaning wildly. Through the overwhelming pleasure, she somehow found enough concentration to reach out and strum the links of Essence she'd formed with Anshu's piercings. They thrummed to life, vibrating where they were set in his flesh and buried inside her cunt, and the two of them cried out in sudden shared ecstasy, orgasming almost instantly.

Minutes later, they were cuddled together, sticky, sweaty, and satisfied. "Now are you glad I talked you into it?" Cerise asked.

Anshu nodded. "I know you are," he grinned.

"Damn straight," she said, and pressed closer, closing her eyes. "I'm so happy to be bearing your child," she murmured into his chest.

For a moment, the words didn't register, as Anshu merely enjoyed the afterglow and her closeness. Then, "Wait, what?"