Waxing Love, Waning Funds. [Closed]

It was a week after their excursion to the beach. Luna was no longer sore, hadn't been for a few days, but it had been worth it even if she was still sore. But even though she wasn't sore, she was still in bed with Moseph as the day neared noon, still preferring the feeling their bodies pressed against each other, even with clothes in the way. However, today was the day she had planned on shopping for a few things... so eventually they would have to get up.

For the time being, though, she just snuggled against Moseph's body, eyes still closed, and drifted the line between being awake or asleep.

Moseph's hands were clamped steadily around Luna's waist to hold her in place, against him. His eyes were also closed, glasses resting on the bedside table as he himself was asleep. He was a light sleeper though, so he could rest against her, breathing slowly and shallowly into her forehead, without a fear that he'd sleep through anything she'd need to do or get up for. The proximity of her grew on him, as he found that sleeping became much easier with than without her.

So there he was, boxers only, hands on the soft fabric of her pyjamas, nose stuck in her hair, its scent calming and nice.

Opening a single eye a few minutes later, Luna groans slightly as it's assaulted with the light in the room. While she was perfectly happy to sleep in his bed, in his arms, she was still extremely bad at waking up in a timely manner. It was easier, to be sure, but still not something she liked doing. Closing her eye again to block out the light, she releases a very light sigh.

At any rate, she knew she had to get up, at some point, so she wiggled slightly in Moseph's arms, testing to see if he would wake up on his own, or if she had to be slightly more sneaky.

Moseph woke up, sure enough. But he didn't get up. Through his eyelids he could see an orange tint passing in - no doubt it would be bright if he opened them now. With that fact, he turned over slowly, hands freeing her although one remained limp on her waist, his face now buried in the pillow they shared as he let his eyes slowly adjust to reality.

Wriggling out of Moseph's grasp as he moves, Luna sits up before leaning over to whisper in his ear. "I'm going to go shower. You can join me, of course." With that said, she heads over to her own dressers and picks out her outfit for the day, including underwear, and heads to the bathroom.

Grumbling slightly, Moseph kept his eyes shut as his hand went on a journey to his bedside drawer, taking out a new pair of boxers to change into before he slipped out of bed and, slowly but steadily, made his way to the bathroom after Luna, blinking lazily at the sunlight. One hand went up to the back of his head to scratch it while the other carried the simple piece of clothing. The only one that was needed in the bathroom.

Rolling her eyes slightly as she hears Moseph enter the room, Luna turns around to shut the door behind him, locking it. Reaching in to the shower, she turns the water on to let it have a little bit of time to get to the right temperature. With a small grin present on her face, she roams her eyes up and down Moseph's body, purring slightly.

Deciding to put on a small show for him for the fun of it, she turns around, wiggling her butt a little bit in the process. Slowly reaching down to begin sliding her pants down her legs, she blushes slightly.

Moseph lifted a brow at Luna's grin, purr, examination of him. She was a fun girl to have a thing with, if not for the small, fragile looking body then for the interest she seemed to have in him. Then again, he also paid careful attention to her wiggling butt and the small stripping show she was putting on, though he didn't bear a grin that could betray him.

Instead, he sat down on the toilet seat and just observed the slowly uncovered skin.

Finishing off the removal of her pants, Luna kicks them off to the side, leaving her in just her shirt and underwear. With another wiggle, she giggles slightly to herself before turning around and glancing at Moseph. Stretching her arms above her head momentarily, she moves her arms down to start removing her shirt, glancing at him questioningly.

Moseph leaned against the toiled lazily, watching her strip. He kept his eyes low, taking in her slender, beautiful legs, and everything else that the pants were hiding beforehand. As the shirt's time came, he looked up while she raised her arms and soon after brought them back down. Out of the corner of his eye, for he was focusing on a different bodily area, he noticed her glance to which he turned his attention to her face. He felt like just sitting there and watching her do her thing.

Shrugging slightly as he made no move to stop her, Luna continues and raises her shirt over her head, throwing it near her pajama pants. Standing in just her underwear, she makes a conscious effort not to cover herself, knowing Moseph has seen her in much more vulnerable positions, and would again the future.

Reaching back to feel the water and finding it perfect, she grins before turning back to Moseph, walking over to him to place a kiss on his lips.

Not fazed or surprised by the kiss, Moseph stretched his arms before placing them on Luna's hips, finding the underwear and starting to slide it off of her, pulling away from the kiss, "I see that you are in a good mood today, Luna." Finding that complete removal of panties was difficult with the subject standing on the ground, he gently pulled her onto his lap with one hand, using the other to finish the job.

Giggling slightly as Moseph pulls her in to his lap, Luna loosely wraps an arm around him to keep her balance, shifting slightly in place. "You know, the water is ready..." She says quietly, before promptly using her free arm to direct Moseph in to a deep kiss.

"I am aw-" Moseph didn't get to finish his sentence before he was moved into a kiss with Luna. Not that he minded. Instead he simply held the kiss, moving Luna and himself to standing position, walking towards the shower but leading her once more free arm to his boxers in a polite gesture of 'you should remove this'.

Grinning once she breaks apart the kiss, Luna rolls her eyes at Moseph's implication before following through with it. Tugging his boxers down as best she can, she waits for him to finish the job and take them both in to the shower, remaining silent.

With a few carefully places steps, Moseph slipped into full nude and, moving his similarly nude girlfriend along, he entered the shower, closing the panel after them. Now stuck with the dilemma of how much he can look without it being obvious he's staring, he turned to take the soap and start lathering his palms.

Moaning slightly as she steps under the nice flow of water, Luna closes her eyes happily. Letting the water run across her body , she turns around to look at Moseph, smiling before re-opening her eyes. "So... I don't want to spend a large amount of time here, because we're going shopping and it's already kind of late in the day. So don't be naughty."

"I will not." was his simple response as he placed his lathered hands on the sides of her neck, just around where they melted into her shoulders, and began spreading it around her body, going downwards. His movements were hasty and rough, making sure he won't indulge himself too much in the sensation. Lathering up Luna became something to look forward to during their showers, but this time it had to be a quick pleasure.

At the same time, the Parasite from his body was 'holding' the soap and applying it to his body, the sight of a black bulge moving a white bar around was comical to say the least.

Sighing in pleasure at Moseph's actions, even with the hastiness associated with it, Luna's eyes light up. Snatching the soap from the Parasite, she reciprocates the action, lathering his body with soap as well. While she hadn't anticipated showering to be such an enjoyable action, it was something she had grown to love doing with Mo.

Not fighting back, Moseph let the Parasite retract itself and instead move down to his lower leg, connecting to a bottle of shampoo and sliding it up to him. At a good time too as he was finished with Luna's most intimate areas and was clearing up her ankles at the point.

Pleased with the layer of cleansing soap on her at last, he switched to shampoo on his palms as he applied it to her flowing hair, coursing through it thoroughly, almost as if making sure every strand was completely covered. The soft scent of lemon emanated from her now, and Moseph, the man who smoked so many flavors, was a real sucked for scents. So much that he brought himself even closer to her under the simple excuse of applying even more, though that didn't mask his delicate inhaling very well.

Moaning in pleasure as Moseph starts shampooing her hair, Luna giggles when she picks up his obvious actions. Finishing up with lathering his body in soap, she places the bar on one of the nearby ledges and grabs a different shampoo for his hair. Lathering her hands up with it, she reaches up and slowly starts massaging his scalp, paying careful attention to his horse ears.

Finishing, reluctantly, with Luna's hair, Moseph let his arms droop by his sides as he moved into a half-kneeing position, his head now level with Luna's lower chest as he let her lather him up, ears twitching ever so slightly and pleasantly.

Continuing with the act of lathering Moseph's hair, Luna continues scratching and rubbing his ears in the process. Finishing the job a few moments later, Luna giggles as she rinses her hands off in the falling water. Gently pulling Moseph up from his position, she places a kiss on his lips in the process.

Looking at her calmly, Moseph rubbed his nose slightly against hers before turning off the water and encompassing her around the waist, stepping out of the shower with her and taking a towel, bringing her chest to his. Wrapping the towel around her back, he started drying her off, wordlessly, mechanically.

Shivering slightly as they step out of the shower, Luna smiles at Moseph's thoughtful actions, standing still for him to do his work, at least for a moment. A little later, she grabs another towel and begins drying Moseph off as well, flicking her hair over her shoulder in the process.