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Luna weaved in and out of the buildings of downtown Boston. The world of the humans was so different than the digital world...everywhere she looked, everyone and everything was doing something, everything and everyone was serving some purpose or another. It was a sharp contrast with the digital world, with it\'s bleak rolling valleys, empty mountains, and sparsely populated plains. The differences were enough that she almost forgot about everything else that had happened that day while she made her observations.

Quickly running up the side of the tallest building she could find, and sat on top of it, crossing her legs and surveying what would be her future battleground if things continued along this current rate, both here and in the digital world. There were other prophecies that he had not told Ezra about, because it wouldn\'t have taken a great leap of logic to apply to the two of them--especially now, with what he had just said to her. Unlike most of her clan and family, she didn\'t take that sort of thing very seriously, but now...she was scared of what might happen. She caught a glimpse of something red on her right hand. Curious, she tasted it--it was blood. Her tamer\'s blood. She must have extended her claws and cut him by accident when she she grabbed his arm in surprise.

\"Oh, Ezra,\" she sighed tiredly. She had no idea what to do--this wasn\'t the kind of situation that she was acquainted with, not the kind of thing that she had anticipated when she first met her tamer. None of the other Renamon in her clan had ever wanted to take her as a mate because of her corruption. She had wanted to come here to the real world to prove that she was more than just a corrupted female--she was a strong, capable warrior.

She gave another small sigh, leaning back against the small structure that supported the door leading back into the building. She was no good at this, she concluded. Still...the thought of actually...breeding...with her human tamer...it was strangely erotic. It stirred a feeling somewhere deep in her stomach, a desire that had to be sated.

Almost absentmindedly, she closed her eyes, laid back, spread her legs, and began to massage her fur-covered lips. It had been a while since she had any kind of sexual release at all--this would be her first in the real world. Her breaths lengthened and became more intense with the desire to feel something inside her, so she slowly slid in a finger, moving it gently against the inside of her pussy. She shuddered at the feeling, moaning softly. Continuing to move her finger in and out of her pussy, she moved her other hand down and began to rub her clit. Every bit of pressure she applied was multiplied a hundredfold in pleasure.

\"Ooooh, tamer...\" she found herself saying over and over again, despite herself. With every thrust of her hands and finger, she found herself picturing Ezra over her. She pushed herself harder and faster, trying to think of anything but him--she thought of the two Renamon she had saw mating, she thought of the Kyubimon who had mated with one of her sisters when she was younger, with her eyes tight with pain as the massive Kyubimon thrust his cock into the tiny fox Digimon. She tried to think of anything but her tamer. Unable to rid herself of the vision, she eventually just gave into it, and was rewarded by a shuddering orgasm. She tried to

suppress her vocal satisfaction, but she could only do that so much. It was a good thing that she was at least two hundred feet in the air. Her finger, once removed, was covered in her fluids.

\"I hope I\'m not interrupting anything.\" said a coarse, vaguely female voice somewhere behind her. It wasn\'t the voice of a human--it was the voice of a Digimon! She jumped from her laying position into a half-defensible stance to look at her attacker face-to-face.

\"Who are you, and what are you doing here?\" she asked in one breath--the only one she could spare.

\"Who I am isn\'t important, and I\'m here for your data,\" the other Digimon responded. She eyed Luna for an uncomfortably long period before doing anything else. \"You\'re corrupted. How\'d you get here?\"

\"That is not something I will tell the likes of you. I will, however, give you one warning and one warning alone.\"

\"Ah....ha,ha...\" the Digimon, which appeared to be some kind of lizard draped in flames, gave her one last glance before bearing it\'s teeth. \"Data\'s data. I\'ll have it all! Darkness ray! \" Luna jumped sideways out of the way of the dark purple blast, which, rather inconveniently, resulted in her falling through the air towards another building about fifty feet down. No matter. She flipped around in mid air and crossed her arms across her chest.

\" Diamond storm! DIAMOND STORM!\" she released the barrage of projectiles at the DarkLizardmon, who either managed to move out of the way of every single one of them. Also somehow, the DarkLizardmon had landed on the ground before she did.

\" Snipe fang! \" Before she had time to react, something cut her shoulder, drawing blood. Gritting her teeth, she dodged another similar attack and stepped into the DarkLizardmon, grabbing it\'s arm and ducking under it, just as Ezra had when the two of them were training together. Taken completely by surprise, DarkLizardmon was thrown to the ground with Luna standing on top of her triumphantly.

\"What\'re you waiting for?\" DarkLizardmon asked angrily, squirming under her feet.

\"I am waiting for your surrender,\" she answered calmly. \"You interrupted a...private moment, you have insulted me, and you have attacked me without provocation. I am waiting for you to surrender and leave.\" DarkLizardmon laughed again. This time, it was a perpetual cackle. Perpetual, at least, until...

\" Dark flare! \" Luna was temporarily blinded by complete darkness. Her mercy had been rewarded by a swift kick to the crotch, sending her spinning into the air. A moment passed, and she managed to flip herself around to keep her eyes on her foe.

\" Diamond Storm!\" The attack proved ineffective for the third time.She lout a small growl as she fell back to the ground, landing gracefully on her feet. \"Ezra, where are you?\" she asked the air around her.

---

At that moment, Ezra had just finished getting changed (khaki pants, a bright purple polo shirt, and a corduroy sports jacket), and was marveling at the thousands and thousands of the variables, constants, functions, and routines that made up the Digimon base code. As a programer speaking of a program, this was by far the most developed intelligence construct that he had ever seen. However, having just had the kiss of his life with said intelligence construct, he knew there had to be more than that to Luna. Maybe he didn\'t have a programming language that was capable of describing the higher functions of the Digimon? Although there was a great deal of code here, most of it, while complex from a program\'s perspective, were relatively tame n the \'actions of sentient beings\' category. There was code to analyze other code, threat

assessment, simultaneous reasoning, everything that one would come to expect from an artificial intelligence construct. But, ultimately, those were all things that even his calculator could be programmed to do, given sufficient run time and memory for the program. There was code to change code, code to analyze its usefulness, code to disassemble and utilize other code for its own purposes.

But there was no code to describe, say, love. Or even a desire to reproduce. But it was quite well known that Digimon had their own gender and system of reproduction in the digital world.

Ezra sighed, switched off the monitor, and buried his head in his hands. He hadn\'t found what he was looking for. Hell, he hadn\'t even found the \'corruption\' that she kept talking about. Not that he had been expecting to locate it anyway--there was no way for him to know exactly where it was without something to compare it to. And it certainly wasn\'t going to make itself apparent if he couldn\'t go through every line of code that existed.

It was obvious that he was meant to never truly understand Digimon. Maybe it was because they couldn\'t be understood. Maybe, like humans, they had become complex enough that they couldn\'t be understand simply as the sum of their parts. None of the other Monster Finders would want to hear that of course...they would say that it is impossible, that everything is quantifiable--even the higher functions of the Digimon. He would be an outcast from the group, but...he would still have Luna.

\"Ah, well,\" he conceded, standing up and removing the D-arc from his belt and looked at its screen. It had changed from the the screen that it normally displayed, and was now displaying what looked like some kind of directional indicator, accompanied by a flashing red circle in the upper right hand corner of the screen. Whatever it meant, it didn\'t look good. It didn\'t look good at all. On impulse, he grabbed one of his card decks from the box where he stored them, shoved them into his coat pocket, and ran outside, his eyes intently focused on the skyline of Boston--another, three dimensional arrow was pointing upward. He assumed that meant that she was somewhere...up. But what building? He stopped his running and looked around with only the vaguest of ideas as to where she was. It didn\'t give a distance indicator, so he wouldn\'t be able to do anything beyond guess. As he turned around, he caught a glimpse of bright light flash from on the of one of the various smaller buildings scattered throughout the town that stood adjacent to a larger one. That could only mean one thing...

Luna was in a battle.

Luna was in a battle, and he wasn\'t there.

He rushed into the building and took the elevator to the hightest floor of the building, completely ignoring anything that anyone said to him. His normal dress, fortunately, made him look like an office worker anyway, and those questions that were asked of him were nothing more than casual greetings--even when he was hunting for the stairs to the roof.

Finally finding it, he flung open the door, which resounded with a bang as it hit the side of the frame.

\"Luna!\" he yelled, trying to draw her attention away from her opponent, which looked to be a DarkLizardmon. She looked in his direction, gave him a small nod, and sidestepped a blow from her enemy. he stared blankly at the battle for a moment, much more a spectator than an active participant. It wasn\'t until that Luna was flung into the adjacent building with no small amount of force and she cried out in pain that he was motivated to action. Pulling a card out of his coat pocket, he ran it through the digivice as far away from his face as he could hold it, fully expecting it to explode or something similarly drastic. it didn\'t. in fact, nothing happened.

\"Oh, uh, Power, activate\" he said, feeling kind of stupid. \"Digimodify!\" It sprung to life, made a brief noise of acknowledgement, and presumably transmitted something to Luna. Her next blow to the DarkLizardmon hit and made the large lizard slide nearly to the end of the roof. When it stopped, it said something to Luna, but his human ears couldn\'t make out the words.

\"Fine,\" he muttered. \"We\'ll try something a little more explosive.\" he said, flipping through his deck. \"Guardromon\'s Guardian Barrage, activate! Digimodify!\"

Luna whilred around from her positions and extended her arms outward, fists closed.

\" Guardian barra- \"

\" Snipe fang! \" When the black ray hit Luna square in the chest, he knew it wasn\'t good. When she knelt down, grasping at her chest, he knew it was bad. When she fell to the ground, still clutching at her chest, he knew it was very bad. In a heartbeat, he was at her side, one hand on her shoulder, the other hand over her hand on her chest.

\"Luna...are you alright?\"

\"Too...strong,\" she strained. \"Should be...champion...possibly ultimate.\" She coughed, and blood began to trickle down the side of her face from her mouth.

\"Luna!\" he gave her a small shake--probably not the best of ideas at the time. She let out an agonizing cough and arched her back before falling back down. The DarkLizardmon cackled,the sound coming from much close than he had thought it was.

\"I was expecting more from a Digimon with a tamer!\" It crowed. \"Now step aside, human, unless you want to experience the same death.\"

For one tenth of one thousandth of a second, he considered doing just that--cutting his losses and returning to what he used to know as his everday life. At the end of that tenth of a thousandth of a second, he looked back down at Luna. Her breathing had become more strained, she was gritting her teeth, . He couldn\'t abandon her like that. She had brought him far too much these past few days for him to let her become one of this creatures reference subroutines.

\"No,\" he said shakily.

\"What?\"

\"No. You shall not harm her.\"

\"Foolish human. I will crush you like a twig.\"

\"That may be, but at least I will expire with the knowledge that I bought Luna a few more seconds of life,\" he said, turning around to face the Digimon. They stood there, staring each other down. Before he could question what he had done--before he could do anything else other than stare at Luna\'s opponent--a giant arm swept him nearly over the edge of the building. He managed to catch himself on a ventilation pipe protruding from the top of the roof, reset his footing, and propelled himself in between the giant lizard Digimon and his own. Using the weight and force from his jump, he managed to avert a blow that would have killed Luna on the spot.

\"I told you to move!\"

\"No.\" he answered, placing himself squarely in between the Renamon and the DarkLizardmon. \"I will not.\"

---

Luna coughed again. She could feel the blood coating her throat, and she knew she didn\'t have long. Ezra had...saved her. At least, for the moment. It wasn\'t like there was really

anything that he could do against such an opponent. The size difference alone made it basically impossible for him to do anything.

\"Ez..ezra...go,\" she tried to say, but without enough air to push through her throat, all she was doing was moving her lips. A deep, deep feeling of regret welled up inside her. She had failed her tamer. She had failed her clan. She had failed herself...she wasn\'t cut out for the real world. She thought she was, but she obviously wasn\'t. She closed herself and began to let consciousness slip away.

A cry from her tamer brought her back, jacking her eyes in the wide open position. There he was, in the grasp of the DarkLizardmon, who was about to snap him in half. She had to do something...but what could she do? She tried to move her legs, but she was so weak, she couldn\'t even do that.

Her tamer turned his head, and for a brief moment, their eyes met. She got the same near-elated feeling that she had gotten when he kissed her. That would never happen again...none of it. The training, the understanding...none of it. She had come into his life for her own benefit, and now he was losing his life for her benefit. There had to be something that she should do. In that moment, that moment of desperation, an impulse came. She followed it.

\"F..Froz...Frozen matrix, activate!\" A new power surged through her body, and she arched her back and groaned in response, unable to contain. The pain that was in her chest subsided, and her strength returned. Revitalized, she came to a great many realizations about her capabilities. She brought herself to her feet, and in the pprocess, she managed to catch a glimpse of her leg--it had turned a light blue from it\'s regular shade of yellow from the ice code.

\"Put him down,\" she said, her voice echoing threefold.

\"What? How?\" The DarkLizardmon said, surprised. \"You should be dead!\"

\"Put...him...down,\" she repeated, lowering her eyes while raising her gaze.

\" Snipe fang! \"

The ray of energy appeared to go through her, which evidently gave DarkLizardmon a great deal of satisfaction. Unfortunately for DarkLizardmon, there was no way she was falling for that, especially when she was in this form. She held out her hand and dropped a small ball of ice that had been turned black by the attack.

\"Put...him...down,\" she said for the third and final time. DarkLizardmon grudgingly tossed Ezra against the wall of the adjacent office building.

\"You should be ashamed of yourself. Most Digimon come to the real world to escape daily combat. You have come to exploit that. That is despicable, and--\"

\" Snipe fang! \" DarkLizardmon yelled out in desperation. \" Snipe fang!\"

\" Thousand Years\' Defence.\" She didn\'t move an inch, but not a thing touched her. After the DarkLizardmon stopped attacking her, she stepped sideways from her original position, and a wall of ice that had been in front of here. After the wall shattered into a thousand small pieces of ice, she put her hand out in front of her, each individual finger outstretched.

\" Frigid Exclamation! \" A flurry of spears constructed of the hardest ice formed in front of her and passed at lighting speed through her enemy, tearing it apart before it could make a protest to her actions. The data dissociated and fizzled away on the wind. A bad way to go, but she wouldn\'t let anyone do that to her tamer.

\"Are you hurt?\"

\"No,\" he answered, brushing himself off, though not getting up. Instead, he just looked up at her. \"You saved me again.\"

\"I was returning a favor.\"

\"How did you...\"

\"It was you. I had not admitted it to myself yet, but I love you,\" she stammered--her threefold voice echo made it sound infinitely more embarassing. \"When I saw what was happening to you and realized it was my fault, I had to do something. it unlocked something in me, something that I did not even know I had.\"

\"IceRenamon?\" he asked, looking at the digivice.

\"Yes.\" He reached out and touched her hand, quickly recoiling.

\"You\'re cold--freezing!\"

\"What were you expecting?\" she asked with a small smile on her face.

\"I don\'t know,\" he answered. It looked like he was being bothered by something, so she ventured out to see if she could help.

\"Is something wrong?\"

\"In a way, yes...\" That didn\'t sound good at all. She felt herself blanche, and she knelt down next to her tame.

\"What is it?\"

\"If you feel the same way about me that I do about you...and, apparently, you do...I don\'t know if I can be your tamer any longer.\" her eyes widened in fear, and she could feel tears begin to well up behind her eyes. She could stop any number of otherwise deadly attacks, she could freeze water and bend it to her will...she could defeat most Digimon without any effort now. But none of her newfound strengths would help her with this. \"There\'s no manual for this sort of thing, you know. Rather than encountering unnecessary complications...\" she turned her eyes to the ground. The tears that had escaped her eyes and were now running completely unchecked down her face. \"I\'d like for you to stop calling me your tamer.\" Her near-silent weeping turned into to a full-fledged, audible sob.

\"Why?\" she asked, on the verge of being angry with him. The echo in her voice, along with the other characteristics of her new form, except for her color, dissolved away. \"I\'ve given you everything I can....I let you scan my data, I didn\'t do anything when you kissed me in front of Gustaf...what did I do to be dismissed, Ezra? I--\"

\"No, no...\" he said quickly, putting his hands on her shoulders. \"You\'re misunderstanding me. I\'m not dismissing you, Luna.\"

\"You -- \" she stopped sobbing for a moment. \"You aren\'t?\"

\"No, of course not,\" he answered. \"I love you too much for that...What I mean is that I don\'t want to be your tamer anymore, because, well, I want to be your...\" he paused.

\"Mate?\" she asked hopefully.

\"Mate,\" he confirmed. \"Luna, I don\'t want to be your tamer anymore because I\'d rather be your mate.\" Her tears, which had stopped flowing momentarily, began flowing again--this time, however, they were tears of joy. She clasped her former tamer in her arms and pressed her head against his neck.

\"I would hurt you if I wasn\'t so happy,\" she laughed.

As Ezra\'s hands moved along her back, she gave a soft, contended sigh. FOr the first time in her life, she had someone to care about her. For the first time, she had someone who unconditionally cared.

\"You know, Luna...\" he said. \"When I pictured my first love...this wasn\'t exactly what I had in mind.\"

\"What did you have in mind?\"

\"Well...for example, I always pictured my first kiss as being outside somewhere, not in my living room with another one of the Finders staring at me.\"

\"I always thought the same thing. Would you like to try again?\" She pulled her head back and smiled suggestively.

\"What do you--\" She interrupted him by planting a kiss firmly on his lips. At first, he resisted, making a small moaning noise and pulling his back in protest, but she didn\'t back down. Eventually, he stopped resisting her and began pushing his own head against hers. By the time they stopped, she was feeling that same insatiable desire deep within her. Only now, she had Ezra here with her.

\"Luna, I--\"

\"Shhh,\" she said, hushing him. \"Don\'t talk.\" She eased herself to the ground, pulling Ezra down next to her. This time, it was Ezra who started the kiss. She felt his tongue enter her mouth, and she moaned softly at the new sensation. She responded to it by pushing her own tongue against his, so that they were slithering around one another in some kind of battle for supremacy. With her eyes closed, she could feel Ezra\'s hands moving slowly up her stomach. When his hands--after a few moments of searching--found her breasts in the white tuft of fur on her chest, she shuddered and moaned loudly. No one had ever touched her like that before, and she liked it....

\"Ezra! Luna! Are you alright?\" Luna quickly opened her eyes to see Gustaf standing at the exit from the building to the roof. She felt a wave of embarrassment flow over her, overriding everything else she was feeling at the moment. From his vantage point, he probably couldn\'t see what they were really doing, but still...

\"Uhh, yes,\" Ezra answered, pulling himself away from her and brushing himself off. Luna followed suit, tilting her head down to the ground with her arms to the side.

\"There vas another bioemergance, and I vas vorried that...vait...vhy is she so....blue?\"

\"The issue is complicated, and life is short,\" he answered. For some reason, that answer brought a grin to the face of both Ezra and Gustaf. Luna, however, did not understand its significance in the least.

\"I don\'t think Protogoras vas referring to Digimon,\" [Note: For those of you who aren\'t major philosophy nerds, Protogoras was a Sophist philosopher who answered the question \"do the gods exist?\" with said quote.]

\"Probably not.\"

\"Anyvay, the energy readings vere completely off my instruments. I don\'t think staying here is a very good idea.\"

\"Good point...\"

Luna followed the two of them back to Ezra\'s house. She had accomplished more than enough exploration for one day. Although Gustaf did apologize to her for what he had said earlier, she was not particularly fond of him interrupting her and Ezra. She couldn\'t wait for him to go away so they could be together again. The trio moved through slightly less congested parts of the city, and Luna moved along scaffolding, power lines, and low ceilings to be close enough to listen to their conversation, mostly centered around the battle. As she did, the final characteristic of her...change--the bluish hue that her fur had taken on--faded away.

\"I don\'t understand. If it vas as powerful as you say, vhy hadn\'t it digivolved naturally?\"

\"I told you, I have no idea. I didn\'t really have time to ponder that particular question

while it was killing me, or while Luna was coughing up blood.\"

\"Ja, ja, of course...it just, bothers me. It makes no sense.\"

\"What about this does?\"

\"Too bad you veren\'t able to record the attack signatures. At least then, you\'d be able to find their position in her code.\"

\"Again...not something that occurred me, Gustaf. If it ever happens again, I\'ll be sure to abandon the fight to make sure you get notified.\"

\"There\'s no need for hostility.\" Ezra sighed.

\"I know. I\'m sorry. I\'m just on edge.\"

\"Ja, that\'s understandable...anyvone vould be,\" they rounded the corner of the street that Ezra\'s house was on. \"Anyvay, I vasn\'t finished vhat I was doing...I\'ll probably be back sometime later tonight.\" Luna\'s ears perked up hopefully. If he was gone, that meant they would finally be alone.

\"Take your time.\"

Once he had left, Ezra closed the door, went back to his room, and turned around to face her.

\"Finally. Now...you changed back?\" he asked, looking at her in surprise.

\"Yes. It is not a permanent change.\" she said, stating the obvious for his benefit. \"I hope this does not change anything,\" she added quickly.

\"No, no...where were we?\" he asked, a devilish grin flashing across his face. Her heart jumped, and in one swift motion, she pulled him onto his bed, put her right arm around his neck, and used her free hand to put his hand on her breast, where it had been before.

\"Yeah, I think that about covers it...\"Ezra said weakly. \"Listen, Luna...I don\'t know what you\'re expecting. This is all new to me, I\'ve never done it before...\"

\"Me neither,\" she said, putting a finger on his lips. \"I guess we will both learn from this, then.\" She closed her eyes and kissed him again, probing his mouth with her tongue. It didn\'t give her quite the same level of exhiliration that it did before, but once Ezra\'s hands started rubbing her breasts, that feeling quickly returned. She slowly slid her free arm around Ezra, edging herself closer to his body.

As the two of them began breathing heavily in anticipation of what they were about to do, Luna moved her leg over Ezra\'s. She shuddered and gave another moan as one of Ezra\'s hands moved down along her slim front. She could feel a wet patch starting to form between her legs. He stopped somewhere just below her abdomen and looked at her questioningly.

\"It\'s alright,\" she said. His hand moved down an inch or two, but then stopped again. \"Ezra, please...\" she whimpered longingly, getting a desperate look in her eyes.

\"O-okay...\" she could feel his hand, shaking the entire time, move in between her legs and rub the entrance to her pussy. She had masturbated before, of course, but it was different with someone else doing it. His touch was...different. It was an unsure touch, certainly, but it still felt wonderful.

\"Ohhhh...Ezra...\" she spread her legs farther apart to give him more room to work. One of his fingers found its way inside her, rubbing against the inside wall of her pussy. She put her ears back and tilted her head to enjoy the sensation. Spasms wracked her body as another finger found her clit and began rubbing rubbing it vigorously. She gripped the sides of the bed to brace herself against the tightening of every muscle in her body. When Ezra leaned over her and kissed her again, she couldn\'t stand it anymore and shook as a shuddering orgasm overtook her

body.

She leaned back in the bed and rested for a few moments before opening her eyes--Ezra didn\'t break off the kiss for another few minutes. Once he had, Luna began to look longingly up and down her...mate\'s...lithe body.

\"Ezra, take off your clothes.\" she said huskily. It was obvious that he shuddered visibly at the prospect, but he quickly complied. The wet patch between her legs grew when she caught a glimpse of Ezra\'s cock. She rolled over on top of him, sitting on his stomach just above his erect dick.

\"You too.\" he said to her.

\"What?\" she asked, tilting her head to the side.

\"Your...gauntlets.\"

\"Oh,\" she said, quickly sliding them off of her arms. \"There,\" she said, now completely naked.

---

Ezra\'s eyes flicked over Luna\'s now-unencumbered form. It wasn\'t as if she didn\'t wear anything more than that around him—that alone was sufficient to arouse him, but for her to willingly remove what she did wear was all the more erotic for him.

\"Luna,\" he said hesitatingly. \"Are you...ready?\" She responded by giving a quick nod and a soft whimper, rubbing herself against his stomach in anxious anticipation. He slid his hands up her thighs to her waist, where he lifted her up and let her down onto his cock. When his cock touched her pussy, it took every ounce of willpower he had. He began to move up and down against the fox Digimon, moaning audibly with every individual thrust. This was never something that he had pictured himself doing when he first became interested in Digimon...but what the hell, it was wonderful!

Through the haze of ecstasy, he looked up at Luna. Her eyes were tightly shut, and she had a very painful expression on her face. Her head tilted heavily downward, then bent back as she moaned loudly and started moving her hips against him, in sync with his own motions. He didn\'t know what she was feeling at the moment, but he hoped it was the same thing that he was experiencing. Every thrust against her, every slight movement between them, brought him closer and closer to a peak—already these past few moments he had far surpassed any feeling that he ever would have managed on his own. His grip on Luna tightened, bringing her rhythmic whimpers to a higher decibel and frequency.

He flicked his eyes downward to the activity that was happening between their legs. Along with their juices joining and flowing freely down her inner thighs, he could see blood matting bits of fur.

\"L-luna, you\'re--\"

\"Don\'t stop,\" she said. Ezra realized that he had, and quickly rectified the problem. She started moving against him harder and faster, so he did his best to follow suit. Luna leaned her head over his, resting her bare arms across his chest. Every hot breath she expelled, and every high-pitched whimper, fell almost directly on his ears as their bodies moved roughly against one another. Her eyes, and the tear-stained fur around them were looking directly into his now—something else he found very erotic.

\"Ez-ezra,\" she whimpered, her eyes pleading to him.

\"Luna...\" he answered, pushing up against her harder and faster than before. Her head snapped backwards, and she gave a loud moan. Every thrust after that, reaching the same point

inside her, brought a quiet sob and more tears. But he didn\'t stop, because every time it seemed like she couldn\'t physically take it any longer and he slowed, she would shake her head and press down harder on him.

He felt himself approaching the point of no return, and gripped Luna even harder tan he had before—this prompted a loud whimper in reaction. He tightened up, moaned loudly, and came into the kitsune. Obviously sensing the explosion inside her, Luna\'s eyes widened and she let out a shuddering orgasm of her own, quivering heavily before collapsing onto him, exhausted. Her body, if it was possible, was even more sweat-soaked than his own, but he held her tightly against him all the same, if only to make sure that he wasn\'t in some kind of dream—if it was, this would certainly take the cake for dreams in his book.

\"Ezra?\" she asked in an affectionate voice.

\"What?\" he asked, giving her a small kiss on the side of her face.

\"Move over.\"