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The rest of the night was gentle. Sun and Moon helped you stumble back to the daycare, the relief of having completed your task allowed the months of stress and anguish to suddenly settle in your body. You could feel how exhausted you were down to your bones. After you tripped for the third time, Sun insisted on carrying you back and you were far too tired to fight with him about it.
Once you made it to the loft, Moon insisted you drink some water as Sun settled you among the mounds of pillows. Moon turned to fetch it, and while the room felt familiar to him, he immediately realized he didn't know where he would get water from. His brow knitted together, slightly frustrated by this realization. It was like he knew that he should know this place, yet he didn't have any tangible memory to draw from.
A small red error message flickered across his vision "Error: Memory Query 10687 Recall Failure."
He frowned and closed the window.
Sun gently rested a hand on his shoulder, "Don't worry, I can get it."
He stepped down from their platformed bed, and over to the cupboard that he used to keep stocked with water. He opened it to find it empty and frowned.
"um... I'll be back. Just stay with her, alright?"
"Wait," You squeaked, pulling yourself back into a sitting position, "You can't, I haven't told De yet. You'll scare the fuck out of Security if they see you."
"Language," both bots chided in unison, before looking at one another a little surprised.
You chuckled, "My point still stands."
Sun gave you a soft smile, "Don't worry Sunshine, I'll make sure no one sees me." No sooner were the words out of his mouth and he was out the door headed down the stairs.
"Sun! Oh my-" Moon eyed you sternly, ".....goodness."
"Sun sticks to his word."
You sighed, resting your chin on your knees, "I know..." you mumbled, "Can you blame me for worrying though?"
Moon wandered over to the edge of the loft. He hesitated for a moment, before deciding to perch on the edge. He leaned back on his palms and peeked at you over the tail of his hat, "No, not for worrying."
The smallest smile tugged at the edge of your lips.
You flopped over, snagging a pillow to hug to your chest. "Do you really still like me...?" You whispered the question, not really sure if you wanted an answer.
Moon's face was stoic for a moment, "Do you think my answer will change now that Sun isn't here?"
"Maybe..." You whispered. Moon’s lips tugged down at the sadness and uncertainty that clouded your eyes.
He leaned back, lying beside you about an arm's length away, propping his head up on one hand. "The short answer is yes; I still like you."
You frowned, "What's the long answer?"
He stared at the ceiling as he replied, "It feels disjointed. Which, to be fair, is how everything feels right now. It's like I can feel that you're familiar, or maybe that you should be familiar? But I don't know you, which makes that feeling feel mismatched to my knowledge."
There was a long pause before he looked at you again, "Does that make sense?"
You nodded, taking a deep breath to make sure your voice didn't tremble when you spoke. "Would it be too much to ask you to hold my hand?"
He gave you a gentle smile in response, before taking your hand in his. He gave it a gentle squeeze, "Of course not, Starlight." He whispered. You closed your eyes, and a single tear slipped down your cheek.
"You don't have to return it, but I still want you to know I love you," You mumbled, "both of you..." the last few words were barely audible.
Moon lay with you in the dark, holding your hand as he listened to your breath slow into an even pattern. Sleep had finally claimed you.
A couple of minutes later, Sun slipped back into the dimly lit room, his arms loaded up with water and a few bags of snacks.
"Shoot," he whispered, "I was hoping she would at least get some water before bed."
Moon gently slipped his hand from yours. Both animatronics froze as you curled your arm back from the loss and wrapped it around the pillow, burying your face in it before becoming still once more. Moon gently took a bottle of water from Sun's grasp and set it beside you in case you woke up.
He helped Sun quietly put the rest of the load onto the table. The two of them stared at the collection for a moment in silence. Sun wasn't sure what to say now.
"We should talk..." Moon whispered. Sun nodded and together, the two headed for the balcony.
The two animatronics settled at the edge of the balcony overlooking the daycare. Moon pulled his knees up to his chest as if he were preemptively comforting himself before he even asked the question. What had happened to them? What was he missing?
Sun slumped against Moon, and both animatronics seemed to stare into the distance. Moon's gaze searched for the past in the dark recesses of the daycare, as if he might somehow recover his own memories in the voided space. Sun's voice was barely a whisper when he spoke, "Would you rather I just tell you? or do you want to see it yourself? Some of it is ... pretty rough, Moon."
Moon slowly reached back, popping the panel on the back of his faceplate, "I need to see it." he whispered.
Sun simply nodded. He slipped back into the room and rustled through your bag to find the data link cable he knew would be there and brought it back to the balcony. He sat beside Moon, opened his own paneling, and hooked the ends of the cable into each of their data ports. Moon shuddered slightly as Sun took control of his vision. Sun noticed and gently took his hand. "Are you still sure?" he asked.
Moon squeezed Sun's hand back. "Yeah, I'm sure."
"Ok, I'll guide you through it then." Sun comforted, as he pulled up his memory drive and selected the first memory of their arrival at the Plex and meeting De.
Some parts of the story Sun wove were sweet. Memories of cheeky banter, and moments of touching kindness. Other memories made Moon's circuits lurch with uneasiness and filled his mouth with the dry sensation of guilt. Sun paused at times as if considering whether Moon really needed the gritty details - wondering if it was maybe better if he never remembered them, but Moon urged him on. For the most part, Sun indulged his request. Only on occasion did he insist on simply telling Moon what the memory contained.
As night turned to day, Sun hid his face in his own hands and a flush painted his silicone face, as he described and showed Moon what falling in love with you was like, how close and intimate the three of you had become, giving Moon peeks into what memories of that experience he had. "Unfortunately, we had to be separated due to the virus, so there are a few weeks you were alone with Sparky that I don't have files of."
Moon sighed, "Do you think she'll tell me about it if I ask her to? Would that be weird?"
Sun chuckled, "I don't think Sparky of all people would find it weird. I'm certain she'll tell you anything you want to know, Moon." he encouraged.
Finally, Sun showed Moon what he could of Static's corruption. He struggled to recall some parts of the day Static took control of them, some memory recall searches returned errors, but he showed Moon what he could.
The two laughed, cried, teased, and comforted one another as Sun did what he could to support Moon and answer his questions, to try and give him back some sense of what he had lost. When the last story was told, the two sat in silence for a long time as Moon attempted to process it all.
Leaning back in Sun's lap, playing with one of Sun's hands, Moon eventually mumbled, "We've been together for so long..."
"Mmhmm…" Sun hummed in agreement, watching as Moon kneaded the new soft pads of his palm.
"It's still weird to be able to touch you like this." He glanced up at Sun, who peered back down at him sleepily - his charge was getting low. “To look at you, face to face. It's like... a weird dream."
Sun curled his fingers through Moon's, halting his fidgeting. "I feel the same way. It's strange. Don't get me wrong, it's also exciting." With his free hand, he cupped Moon's face and ran a thumb over one of his cheeks, "I love being able to touch you. To hold your hand. To do all the little things I wished I could do to comfort you before. But that relief is accompanied by an uncomfortable... emptiness, though. Like something is missing, even though I know it's you and I have you right in front of me. Knowing doesn't make it feel less strange to be ... alone in this body."
Moon nodded. "That's exactly the feeling." his signature smirk tugged up the edge of his lips as he turned his face into Sun’s hand, his eyes mischievous as he mumbled, "You've gotten awfully smooth, Sunny."
Sun chuckled, looking away bashfully. “The practice helped.”
Moon gripped his wrist, softly kissing Sun’s palm. The animatronic stilled, his cooling system kicking on with soft whirring sound. Moon chuckled. “I suppose I need to catch up.”
Sun’s eyes were glued to Moon’s mouth as he trailed sleepy kisses down his companion's wrist. “I-I think”
Moon paused, a mischievous smile curling across his face, “Mmm? What do you think, Sunny?”
Sun averted eye contact as Moon peered up at him. Unsure of where to look. “I mean, I-I’m sure we can help catch you up.” Sun squirmed at the impure thoughts that crossed his mind.
“We?” Moon tilted his head.
“Sparky and I...” Sun’s voice trailed, concerned he may have gotten caught up in the moment and said the wrong thing as Moon’s brows knitted together.
The moment stilled between them as Moon thought over what Sun was implying. Then, from the darkness behind them, a dry voice croaked his name, “Moon?”
Moon’s eyes lingered on Sun as he rose and disappeared back into their room, Sun trailing behind him.
You blinked, bleary eyed as you focused on the figure approaching you. Moon’s red eyes gently looking over you, slightly concerned. “Are you alright, starlight?” he murmured softly, “It’s still early.”
You nodded, rubbing your eyes as you flopped down back into the covers. “Yes..” you mumbled, “Sorry, I must have dozed off.”
A bemused smile tugged at Moon’s lips, “Don’t be silly, you needed the sleep.”
“I know..” You grumbled, “but when I woke up and saw you were gone, I just worried that...” Your voice trailed off.
“That it might have been a dream?” he finished.
You nodded, eyes sliding from his face back into some void of thought that tugged at Moon’s heart. The last six months had clearly done a number on you. The loss of both him and Sunny had left a wound that would take more than a night's worth of time to heal.
He settled back in beside you, taking your hand once more. “Don’t worry, we’re still here.” he whispered, soothing you as Sun slid into the loft on your other side, plugging the charger in from the port in the loft wall. He settled one hand soothingly stroking along your waist. You took Moon’s hand, gripping it as your eyelids grew heavy once more. “Thank you, Moonie...” You mumbled.
Moon studied your weary face as you drifted back to sleep. Sun watched as his expression grew soft. Sun reached his other arm around you, resting it in an arch over your head. Moon mirrored the gesture, locking hands with his counterpart.
Moon still needed time, but the throb in his chest told him this was right. That with a little time, this would easily feel like home again. He squeezed Sun’s hand, locking eyes with him over your slumped shoulders.
“We’ll figure this out.” he whispered, “I can feel it.”
Sun’s earnest eyes slipped from Moon to your sleeping face. “We will.” he whispered back, snuggling closer. Moon mirrored him, sliding even closer to sandwich you snuggly between them, as all three of you settled for the night.
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It had been a few weeks since the boys had awoken. You sat in De’s office, discussing with her how the facility would move forward now that the virus had been contained. The single silver hard drive containing the remanence of what was once Static sat on the desk between the two of you.
You sat back fidgeting as De stared into space. She let out a long, drawn-out sigh, before standing up and walking over to a bookshelf in the office that had a cabinet beneath it. She leaned over, popped open the door, and pulled out an amber bottle and two glasses. Walking back to the table, she poured the amber liquid into the two glasses. Gently, her mechanical fingers gripped the sides of one glass, and she slid it down the table towards you.
Silently, she picked up the other glass and took a hearty swig. Her fingers tapped on the tabletop as she swallowed the bitter liquid. Your eyes didn’t leave her face as you take a sip of your own glass. It burns, and you have to clear your throat a few times to relieve the sensation.
tap.
tap.
tap.
tap.
Pause.
tap.
tap.
tap.
tap.
Pause
The steady rhythm halted; De's fingers stilled as she turned to face you. She looked tired.
"Sparky, I think this job is killing me."
You snort. The atmosphere was too serious for that to be her opening line. "Well, it's certainly tried to a few times." You quip with a lopsided grin, "tried to kill both of us, actually."
De rubbed her brow, "That's not what I meant. I'm being serious, Sparky. We need to make some decisions about what we are going to do next."
You leaned forward now, resting your elbow on the table and swirling your glass, "What do you mean?"
De plopped down in the chair across from you and deftly threw back what remained in her glass, "I mean a lot of things." She coughed as she leaned forward and snatched the bottle up, before pouring another glass for herself. "The first is sorting out how we want to manage the animatronics moving forward. The fact of the matter is that they aren't people, Sparky. They have no legal personhood, and as much as I would like to just give them that, I can't."
Your stomach rolls as your nerves become uneasy. You take a hearty gulp from your glass this time. The ethics of this venture had always been... questionable, at minimum. You stared at the swirling amber liquid, which was becoming more appealing by the second, as you responded, "Have you talked to anyone about this yet? Any ethics advisors? Attorneys?" You felt dread starting to curl up inside you. Who else knew about them?
De shook her head, tired eyes closing as she leaned back in her chair, "No. Not yet anyway. I wanted to talk to you first."
You nodded, looking up at her with gentle eyes, "I really appreciate that."
De glanced at you, before she waved her hand at you dismissively, "After everything that's happened, It is literally the least I could do for you." A single metal finger tapped the rim of her glass as she spoke, "I think, if we took this to experts, we would come to the conclusion that we have only a few real options. The first would be to maintain contractual ownership and handle their sentience internally. Bring on a good lawyer that helps protect them as a form of experimental intellectual property." De cringed at the word property, before taking another drink. "Things will essentially progress the way they have been, with the caveat that I will probably set into motion liquidating some of my assets and buying out the other investors. When I started this venture, I never anticipated the ethical conundrum we would wind up in, and I don't like the idea of having others in control of what could happen to the animatronics.”
De rubbed her temples, "Alternatively, and this is a risky choice in my opinion, we could bring the issue of their sentience up to the congressional AI & Ethics commission and maybe start the process of putting protections in place for them."
You shook your head, "No. The government will haul them away immediately. We can't do that to them."
De nodded, "I know. I'm trying to preemptively see if there is a way to prevent that, but to be honest I need an expert to help me with that analysis."
“There has to be a more... secure approach.” You grumbled. It felt as if some of De’s stress had seeped into you. You downed the rest of your drink, letting the warmth of the liquor dull the edge of the moment.
“What if you fixed the others?” De proposed.
You rolled your eyes. “That compounds the problem we already have.” De had prodded you about this a few times over the last few months, but you just couldn’t bring yourself to move past the ethical implications.
She leaned forward on her elbows, “What if we took a hybrid approach? We’ll create our own board of experts. I’ll buy out the other owners, and we’ll start the project in secret in preparation of launching a congressional conversation around artificial intelligence, ethics, and the rights of animatronics. We could both sit on the board, allowing us to guide the conversation.”
You frowned, shaking your head. “No. They’ll want to examine our findings, which would include Sun, Moon and my research from re-constructing them.”
De looked at her glass thoughtfully. “I know, but I don’t think you can protect them forever...”
You glared, and De held up her hands, “That’s not a threat. I just think it’s a fact. Which is why I think you should re-build the others. It will be a buffer, extending the time before they will need to be reviewed by the board. You can modify your research to apply to the other animatronics.”
You frowned, “throwing the others to the vultures just doesn’t sit right with me, De...”
Her expression mirrored your own. “I know. It’s messy.”
You pushed, despite the discomfort, “What if this whole plans slides sideways? What if the government, or the military steps in and take our work?”
A glint flashed in De’s eye, “We’ll start by launching the information publicly. It will cause commotion, but the government will have a harder time spiriting us all away in the public eye.”
You nodded, liking the tactic. De cleared her throat, “and Freddy has offered to participate as the first animatronic reviewed by the board. Our poster boy so to speak.”
You looked up at her, “Why? Freddy has already been through so much...” Confusion and sadness creeped into your words. Freddy didn’t deserve to be treated like a lab rat.
“He doesn’t want to live in the shadows anymore. He thinks it’s the least he can do for his friends, and for you.”
Silence fell between the two of you as you mauled her words over. “He knows that being spared from the virus doesn’t mean he has to sacrifice himself now, right?”
A wistful smile tugged at her lips, and she sighed. “I had that thought too. He admitted that he still felt guilt about the others, but after discussing with him further, I think this is important to him for many reasons beyond that, and who am I to tell him he can’t fight for his friends?”
You chuckle, “Well, I can’t argue with that motive.”
With that, the two of you had the start of a plan, and set to work refining the details. Which animatronics to start repairing. Who to add to the board. Potential researchers to add to your personal team. De already knew a good tight-lipped attorney to bring on board – that would likely be the first step. The security around this project would also need to be iron clad – no more slip ups.
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When it was all said and done, the day had passed, and the sun was starting to set as you wound back through the halls of the plex to the daycare. When you pushed through the heavy entryway door’s you quickly spotted Sun lounging at the security desk. He perked up as the two of you made eye contact.
“Sunshine!” he trilled, bouncing out of the desk chair on onto his feet.
“How was your day! Did you and De have fun?” he asked, as he scooped you up.
You chuckled at his usual enthusiasm. Looking up at his bright eyes, you cringed a little thinking about your conversation with De. You wanted so badly to protect the light you saw in Sun and Moon both, but the future felt so uncertain.
“It was fine.” You sighed, before looping your arms around his neck as he hooked up to the overhead pully system and swung up to the ledge of their shared bedroom. “Better now that I’m here.” You smiled.
Sun set you down as you entered the room. The bell from Moon’s new cowl dangled in the middle of the room. A few feet away, a stray foot swayed lazily from a ceiling rafter. Sun leaned against the door as you both looked up to spot Moon flipping through a small leather-bound journal.
“Hey, Moonie” you greeted.
He glanced down at you, eyes soft, but he didn’t move from his perch, “Good evening, Dove. Did you have a good day?”
You shrugged, “It was fine.”
“What are you reading, Moonpie?” you asked sweetly.
Moon glanced down at you, a sly smile curling across his lips. “Well, you were just taking so long, and you know how easily I get bored, I thought I’d read through some of your…. more interesting notes.” He said simply.
He tilted the small book for you to inspect the cover. You swallowed as you recognized the notebook that you had used in reconstructing their memories. Trying to keep the code and files in order.
“Such interesting little comments in the margins…” he mused.
You flushed a little. Months alone, working on their bodies and cataloging their memories. Unfettered access to some of the intimate moments the three of you had shared. Who wouldn’t be at least a little curious? Plus, you had nothing to be embarrassed about. You experienced those memories yourself first-hand anyway.
“You’re sooooooo..” Moon waved his hand like he was thinking, “illustrative.”
Heat filled your face as Sun chuckled from behind you. Ok, maybe it was a little different. Seeing yourself through their eyes. Their hands gripping your hips. Trailing kisses across your skin. The sounds you made, and the view of their….
You shook your head, “OOooook, that’s enough. Hand it over.” You chided, reaching your hand out expectantly.
Moon dramatically licked his index finger and turned the page. “Mmmmm… No. I don’t think I’m done yet. Sharing is caring, Starlight.”
You rolled your eyes as you reached out and snagged his dangling bell. The small sphere jingled in your hands as you tugged the cowl clean off his head.
Moon instantly spun around, shooting you a dirty look as you donned the soft lined hood. “If you get to keep the journal, then I get to keep the cowl.” You shot at him haughtily.
Moon swung down from the rafter, landing in front of you. “This doesn’t seem like a fair trade” he shot back.
“Seems pretty fair to me, Baldy” you teased, popping the “b” as you jeered.
Moon lunged for the hat, and you skittered away, pulling it from your head and holding it just out of reach.
This dance of him reaching, and you pulling away continued until your low back made contact with the desk on the other side of the room.
Moon grinned, lunging one last time. Knocking you back as you leaned away. His hand tangled with the garment and your fingers. Your bodies pressing along each other as he reached across you. He froze as you came face to face.
You giggled at his surprise, and the sound of his cooling system softly whirring to life as you pulled the cowl free of his grip and tugged it back down onto his head.
“You win.” You relented with a wink.
“I’m sorry” he muttered softly, pushing up off the table to create some distance. Your eyes met Sun’s over Moons shoulder. He was still leaning casually against the doorway, watching you and Moon with interest.
You grabbed Moon’s collar, gently tugging him back to you. “You don’t have to be sorry.” You pressed your body back along his, “I don’t mind unless you do.”
The words were a whisper. A gentle invite that he could refuse if he wanted.
The fans in his back whirred a little louder. He reached up and took your chin in his hand, gently tilting your head back. “I don’t mind.” He whispered back, ghosting his lips across yours. You pushed up on your toes, deepening the kiss as his hands settled at your waist.
He seemed hesitant at first, as he slipped his tongue between your lips. You groaned, melting against him as his kisses grew bolder. His large hands slid to the tops of your thighs, gripping to pull your backside up onto the table. Your legs framed his waist, a low rumble sounded from his chest as the two of you parted. His lips were wet from your kiss, and his eyes seemed to gobble you up.
“You done~?” Sun crooned, sliding up next to Moon, who flushed a deep violet.
“Oh, I, uh-“ Moon stuttered, clearly having forgotten Sun was watching for a moment. Sun leaned forward, his fingers sliding into your hair as his mouth caught yours.
His kiss was hungry, and he nipped your bottom lip before the two of you parted. Your head spun. The three of you had teased and fooled around a little in the prior weeks, but the tension in the room today felt different. Heady with anticipation and hungry desire.
You whimpered as he pulled away. He pressed another, gentler kiss to your lips. “Don’t worry, Honey. I’m not going anywhere.” he murmured.
He leaned against the table next to you, turning back to face Moon. He took one of his hands, giving it a gentle squeeze. “How are you feeling, Mooncake?”
Moon’s eyes roamed over you both, a spark shooting across them with anticipation. “I want this.” He said earnestly.
Sun tugged him a little closer, cupping his face in his hands. “Are you sure?” He asked softly, brushing a sweet kiss across Moon’s lips. Moon chuckled, his left hand still resting against your thigh, he gave it a squeeze as he replied. “Very sure.”
Sun released him, gesturing at you with a wink, “Then take the lead, my Love.”
Moon pulled you back up to your feet, letting Sun settle onto the table behind you. He trailed kisses across your knuckles, lust filled eyes peering down at you. “Are you ready, Dove?” He asked, turning your right hand to expose the underside of your wrist, and pressing a gentle kiss to it.
You sucked a breath, “So, so, ready.” Heat pooled inside you as your chest filled with giddy anticipation.
“Good.” He murmured, reaching down to slowly pull your shirt over your head. Letting the soft fabric fall to floor as he stepped closer to you, backing you against Sun. He slid both his hands down your bare waist as he lowered himself to his knees before you.
Sun turned your head, finding your mouth with his as he slid his other hand around your ribcage to pull you close.
Moon made quick work of your shoes, and you groaned against Sun’s lips as Moon slid your pants down your hips. Kissing along your waist before gently nipping at one of your hip bones.
Sun leaned your head back against his shoulder as he trailed kisses down your neck, sucking gently at the crook until red blossomed across your skin. He unhooked your bra, tossing it out of the way as he tased. Your nipples puckered as they came into contact with the cool air. His large hands soon covered them, teasing and tugging until he pulled a whimper from your lips.
“Mmm” he groaned in response, “such lovely sounds.”
Moon discarded your undergarments with ease, but you startled slightly as his mouth covered your heat. You gasped against Sun, as his tongue dragged up your folds, before pressing deliciously against your clit. “O-oh, fuck!” you stammered softly.
Sun slid his fingers into your hair, tilting your head down to watch Moon, as he licked up your neck before whispering in your ear. “He looks so lovely on his knees for you, don’t you think?” You nodded, as a shudder wracked your body and Moon slowly teased your entrance with his tongue, sliding in with gentle upward pressure.
You whimpered as Sun nibbled on your ear lobe, “Is that too much, my sweet?”
You shook your head as Moon looked up at you with hungry eyes. You moaned as he lifted your leg over his sounder, pressing against you a touch harder as he slid his tongue deeper within you, curling to press in just the right spot. Your hands gripped Sun’s thighs as you braced against the sensation.
Gods, had you missed this.
Sun watched as Moon worked you up more and more. His tongue lathing across your heat with perfect pressure before diving back inside to push all the buttons you wanted pushed the most. He could tell you were getting closer, your kisses more distracted as you neared orgasm.
Sun reached down, spreading you open even further for Moon. The two made eye contact, a silent conversation taking place as he sucked your clit into his mouth. Teasing it relentlessly with the tip of his tongue until your hands fisted in Moon’s cowl and you shattered into Sun’s arms.
The room felt like it was spinning as euphoria washed over you. Moon trailed kisses down your thigh as tilted your head back and pressure a sweet kiss to your check.
“You are just… unbelievably beautiful, Sunshine.” He murmured as you seemed to melt against him.
As your soul settled back into your body, you became distinctly away of rigid length sliding against your backside.
“Mmmm” You cooed, teasing “I’m not beautiful, I’m greedy.” Your hands slipping behind you to feel his length.
He groaned, “Ooooooh, you can be both.”
You looked down at Moon, gently taking his chin in your hand. His face was wet with your slick, and his eyes were still hazy with lust.
“You are too good to me.” You whispered, leaning down to taste yourself on his lips.
Moon rose to his feet as you parted. His hands finding yours as you rose up on still wobbly legs. You turned to face Sun, sliding your hands up his thighs as you kissed him. It felt like he melted beneath your touch as you unbuttoned his trousers and slid your hand down his length. He growled against your lips. “More” he begged.
You gave him another peck as you kissed down his chest to his waist. Moon’s hands roamed across your body as you pampered Sun. Touching and teasing until they settled at your hips as you bent down to give Sun exactly as he asked for. Your warm lips wrapping around his length as your hand gently gripped his base.
He moaned as you took him deeper. Pressing his cock against your inner check, sliding your tongue along his length, before taking him deeper into your throat, then starting the pattern over. The sounds you made were wet and lewd as you pleasured him.
Your free hand squeezed Sun’s thigh as you heard fabric falling to the floor behind you. Moon’s hands gripped your waist as he ground his length against your dripping heat. You groaned as his tip rutted against your clit, the sensation of your voice vibrating against his cock causing Sun to gasp, one of his hands fisting in your hair.
Moon slid one hand down your back as he teased your entrance. He leaned over you, his voice strained as he murmured to Sun, “I love watching her make you fall apart.” Sun’s eyes widened as Moon slid his length into you, slowly filling you as you moaned beneath them both. Sun’s hips thrusted his cock further down your throat as he chased the sensation, “Oh, my starsm, Sunshine!” he gasped as he restrained the urge to use your soft, beautiful mouth like a cock sleeve.
It didn’t take you long to adjust. Moon slowly working himself in and out of you as you teased Sun, and then slowed, bringing him closer and closer to the edge. Eventually, Sun leaned back against the table, covering his face with his hands as his body involuntarily jerked with every suck. His fans whirred and electricity buzzed as you overstimulated him.
It was getting harder and harder to stay focused as Moon slowly increased the pace. Slowly picking up both his speed and force as he tested how much you could take.
You brought Sun to the edge once more, pulling him deep into your soft mouth and throat, to finally tip him over into the abyss of pleasure you had been building. He cried out, his claws digging into the wooden table as his sweet cum coated your throat. Some of the slick substance spilled down his shaft as you lifted your head.
Moon shuddered as he watched the show. Sun’s pleasure so palatable it nearly felt like his own. They locked eyes, and even in his foggy blissed out state of mind, Sun gently braced you in anticipation.
You barely had time to swallow before Moon knocked you forward against Sun. Caging you in as he pounded into you, his restraint finally snapping as he chased the high himself. You whimpered and moaned as Moon took you fully. Your legs already jelly, only staying up right from Moon’s firm grip that was holding you in place and pulling you back onto himself. Striking the spot deep within you that made your mind blank with every thrust. Like fireworks flashing behind your eyes as both of you neared climax.
Moon pulled you up against him, kissing you with a desperate hunger as he brought your hips flush against his and both of you came with such force you thought you might black out. Warmth seeped into your low belly as Moon filled you with every last drop he had.
The world swam as both you and Moon melted to the floor. Knees weak and breath heavy as you each sank into the afterglow. Sun joined you, peppering both of your faces with sleepy, love drunk kisses.
After a moment of rest, Moon picked you up, and gently pulled Sun to his feet with a groan. “Come on, you two. I think we are all in need of some cuddles.”
“and some sleep…” you mumbled. If your body relaxed any further you’d turn into a liquid and puddle at his feet.
Sun dove into the loft first, groaning contently as he settled into the soft blankets, “certainly.” He agreed. Opening his arms as Moon settled you between them both. You gave them each tired affectionate kisses as they curled around you.
As you bathed in the afterglow of their affection, you finally felt like you could fully relax without reserve. The future may not be certain, but the three of you had already survived so much, and you knew deep in your heart that you would survive what comes next too.
“Good night, boys” you murmured, as sleep gently tugged you into its depths.
“Good night, Starlight” Moon whispered.
“Good night, Sunshine” Sun hummed.
~Fin~