Your face is red and your heart is pounding, and when you look over ot see Sun's reaction, he just stares at you. He's unreadable, lost in his head it seems.
You quickly break eye contact and fidget with the bag in your hands as you grow further embarrassed, looking for a distraction.
"..Is.. there any way to turn this music off.." The Daycare Theme was a little annoying, especially given your fluster and it not really matching your mood. You're not sure if awkward silence would be any better though.
Sun grins ever so slightly, finally finding resolve with only a little help from Moon in their headspace~. "..What do you mean, Sunflower? What would be only fair?"
You turn to him, dazed. "What? I.. you guys have a shower here, right..?"
He steps a little closer, staring down at you with a smug grin. "Of course we do, why do you ask?"
He adores how your face lights up and blood rushes up your neck and to your cheeks and ears. You know he's toying with you, and you have a slight suspicion he's getting help. He wouldn't be this bold on his own.
You exhale and cross your arms. "Is Moon telling you to do this? Y'know, nevermind if you're gonna play dumb."
He bends down to meet your blushed face, your eyes averted from him, only occasionally locking with his to check if his smug grin is gone or not. His fans are on turbo, and he's just as warm. He gently cups your chin, facing you to him. "We just want you to use your words, little flower. If you want to help clean us up, then it's only fair that we help you too.~"
His grin burns into your soul, it's so annoyingly smug. Your brows unfurrow and you relax a little. "..Y-yeah, that's.. what I was trying to imply.. dummy."
Your tummy feels tight and warm, your breath uneven, he's only making it worse with how he's slowly brushing his hand down your cheek, neck, shoulder, chest, waist.
You stare into his eyes as he savors you leaning into his touch. "Then why don't we get started, Sunbite." His other hand glides along your neck and around the lanyard, pulling it over your head and off you, the other that rested at your waist now fidgeting with the watch around your wrist.
"H-hold on."
He stops, having successfully removed your lanyard, the watch stays in its place. He stares into your eyes, a little disappointed.
"Just.. lemme text Wendy. I.. could use some new clothes."
His eyelids drop a little. "Ooor, we could just get you some from the lost and found, yes.. T-there's a washing machine here, we don't have to stop, nono.."
His eyes occasionally drift from your own, a little lower, likely to your neck.
You sigh. "..That's.. tempting, but.. I'd feel more comfy with my own. I.. should really check the messages I got too, but we'll get there. I-I promise."
Sun seems to pout a little at the delay, and of course you can't help but take pity. "..Not like I could resist much longer, either."
You lean in, closing your eyes, taking his lower soft silicone-like lip between yours, tasting hints of orange juice. The urge to stay is almost overwhelming, but you know if you don't pull away now, you probably wouldn't have clean clothes to climb into anytime soon. You pull back, and his expression is even more pitiful. That didn't help either of you. His eyes are hooded, and his head follows you for a little as you pull away, desperate for another taste.
"..Just gimme a sec."
You begin to lower yourself to the ground, but Sun decides to catch you, carefully spinning you around and pulling you into his lap. "..Mhm."
You let out an embarrassing noise initially at the motion, but thankfully he doesn't call it out, he surely noticed however. You can't see his face light up in adoration regardless.
You relax, and turn on your watch.
The first message is from April, just letting you know Wendy gave her your employee ID to message you on it, and hoping you appreciate the slumber party supplies. You unhook the watch from your wrist, slide out the small keyboard connected to the watch, and begin typing.
You
ah, no problem. and of course I appreciate it, seriously, thank you. aha
Hopefully that wasn't too awkward of a response. The next message is from Wendy.
Wendy
Hey! So, just wanna let you know I pretty much have everything sorted, management isn't entirely content with the lack of communication on their 'virus', so you'll likely hear from them soon, but other than that, everything is kinda sorted. Kieran is in the hospital of course, and, unfortunately, the company is covering for him. I don't know to what extent the injuries are, but he's still listed as an employee here. I'll let you know if and when he comes back.. I'm afraid he might be an issue. He was.. threatening people, threatening Sun and Moon in a dazed state before being loaded into the ambulance. I don't get why they don't just fire him. Ugh, sorry.
If there's anything else I can do for you tho lemme know, don't tell management but my job is pretty easy, just scheduling hours for the few employees we have and communicating with them. Enjoy your slumber party!
You
hey, thanks for letting me know about the whole kieran situation, yea, please lemme know if he does come back.. and, I'll definitely have updates on the glitch soon too. thanks for the laptop, itll really come in handy. I'll be able to download external programs on it though, right? and is it monitored?
i seriously do hate to ask more of you, but.. do you mind running by my place and getting me some spare clothes? im gonna be kinda busy with the antivirus and stuff. if not its alright, we have lost and found here, but yea. id appreciate it. i dont mind u going through my dresser, just a few pairs would be great to keep in a locker here somewhere. thank u again 3
You can practically feel Sun growing impatient around you, especially since he noticed you have nothing else to respond to.
You stare at the empty screen a little too long. "..Soooo, Sunbite. These poor clothes are sososo wooorn~."
You lean into his back, snapping the keyboard into the watch and turning it off. You remove Sun's hand around your waist, opening it, and placing the watch into his palm.
"Yeah? Then let's get you out of them, silly." You begin to push yourself up until he grabs your waist, setting you up onto your feet himself. He leans back down to collect the lanyard and watch he set down, rushing over to place it on the security desk.
You sigh, and grab your towel and the bag full of your hygiene stuff, Sun gathers his clothing.
Sun practically carried you the entire way, he didn't, but it felt like it the way he urged you forward past the breakroom and outside the bathroom.
There's two bathrooms, and you enter one at random. "So, where's this shower I heard so much about?"
He gestures past you, towards a curtain at the end of the bathroom. You walk past the sinks to your left, and press the curtain to the side.
There's a metal seating area to the left, and directly in front of you is the shower. There's also a bath off to the right, if you preferred. You exhale, trying to ignore the tension, and lay your bag onto the bench.
You walk over to Sun and retrieve the new clothes he brought, placing them on the bench as well. You turn back, and study him.
He's still, wringing his hands together, somewhat avoiding eye contact which you notice.
You grin. "You okay, Sunny? You were soooo enthusiastic earlier."
His smile drops a little before quickly returning. "O-oh, yes! Of course.. just.."
You walk back up to him, reaching your hands up to his shoulders, pulling him down. "Hm?" You lean in and play with the back of his neck ruffles, finding a clip that holds them together and removing them.
His eyes are wide as you pull back with the ruffles in your hand. You throw them in the basket near the door.
Your eyes return to his, half-hooded as you take his hand, running your fingers down his arm to which he watches closely. You play with the ribbons around his wrist, before deknotting them and discarding them, proceeding to the other hand.
"Do you wanna get your shoes off?" You back up a little, but he doesn't respond.
It's a few seconds before you speak again. "..Is everything okay? Really, are you okay with this, Sunshine? I don't have to help you if you don't w-"
He suddenly springs back to life, body relaxed and less rigid than a second ago. "O-oh, nono.. just.. n-nervous.. now. How silly, sososo silly.."
You step forward. "Why are you nervous? If it makes you feel any better, I am too a little."
He whines. "We.. we're afraid you'll be disappointed.."
You smile warmly up at him. "I'm never disappointed with you two, but I feel the same - that you'll be disappointed with me.. It's okay to be nervous, but if you want, you.. you can help me uh, undress too.."
The showerroom feels like a sauna with both of your heat increasing the temperature in the surrounding area. Sun would be steaming if there was any humidity.
His rays pause, then slowly spin as he looks down at your rosy little cheeks. "..Mmh, we like you just the way you are, Sunbite." His hands cup your face appreciating it before sliding to your ears. He carefully removes the sun and moon earrings, you not even noticing initially until he places them into the bag behind you.
Your cheeks and chest burn, your tummy feels so tight, but you're not hesitant in the slightest to continue where this is going. "..I have a shirt on, and you don't. Seems a little.. unfair, d-don't you think..?"
He pulls back, placing a hand behind you while the other plants itself on your tummy over your shirt. "Sososo unfair, what a cruel little rulebreaker.. mmh.."
You exhale, lips parted a little to breathe as you watch his fingers disappear under the fabric of your shirt. "..Hah, well.. you should probably show me how to follow them, right?"
His hands glide to your side, slowly pulling your shirt up as he watches your skin appear underneath. Your tummy jumps and goosebumps shockwave at the sensation of his fingertips, raising up to your chest along with your top.
"..Mhm, pretty little star, just be careful.~ You're just an inch away from punishment.. Sososo lucky Moon isn't out.. yesss.."
You help him remove your top, adjusting whatever you have on, and he watches attentively as more and more skin appears until you finally pull your top clothing over your arms. He doesn't pay attention to whatever clothing you just threw into the basket, just you.
Your legs are weak and you can barely stand.
His hands hover over your skin, and you can feel the warmth of them without him even making contact. The second he does plant his hands on your upper chest however, goosebumps trickle out around you, and he definitely notices.
His hands explore your warm chest, burning with heat. His fingers trace lightly down to your ribs, and onto your tummy.
You let out a cute little noise, to which he locks eyes with you and only flushes your cheeks further. He doesn't stop, only gauging your reaction, savoring it. Your lower tummy tingles as he presses further below, fingers slowly dipping beneath the waist of your pants. It tickles.
"Mmh.. Soooo, does this come off~?" He's bent down a little, but you still have to look up to meet his eyes studying your face, occasionally distracted by your exposed chest and tummy.
"..Not fair.." Your hand that's wrapped around his waist adjust downwards. pushing his skirt up and tugging lightly at his baggy red and yellow pants.
You hear his fans whirring louder, which you didn't think was possible right now. "..O-oh, yes.. b-but.."
You look up to him as you play with the little fastener at his skirt, undoing it. "..You can never disappoint me. I like you, for you. I like Moon, for Moon. Nothing will change that, Sunshine."
His skirt drops to the floor, and your hands deviate from his sides noticing his hesitance, yet he presses them back onto him. "..O-okay.. only fair, yes.."
You smile as you play with the hemming of his waist, discovering buttons while he carefully adjusts to remove his shoes with his heels. You unbutton the last one, and his pants are held up at your mercy. You gradually lower yourself to rest on your knees.
You slowly let them fall, your tummy heavy and heart racing as heat floods the both of you. Your core feels funny, anticipation winning over nervousness.
One hand holds the top of his pants, the other traces its fingers down his stomach, lower, and lower.
Nothing.
Just a plain, empty covering.
You would've been kinda worried if he did have something down here, but you expected this nonetheless, despite kinda hoping otherwise.
You're silent for a little too long, and he whines above you. You look up, and he's covering his face with his hands.
"H-hey, it's okay, Sunshine. I would've been a little more concerned if you did have one. It's okay." You let his pants rest at his ankles, and stand up to reach to his hands covering his face.
You plant your bare chest against his tummy, slowly interlocking your fingers with his, pulling them away as you watch him try his best not to look upset. "Sunny.."
He whines again before speaking, his voice box staticky every so often. "..W-we.. sososo sorry.. We.. get urges, me and Moon, w-when we're alone.. when we're with you.. But.. so empty.. sososo empty.. Can't.. can't do.. anything.."
He averts his eyes from you, and he'd be crying if he could right now. You place a hand on his shoulder and pull him down to you. "..It's okay. I promise, it's okay. I like you, a lot.. Just because you're not human doesn't mean I don't love you for who you are, no matter what you have or don't have."
You reach for a ray, carefully caressing it with your thumb and index finger as the other presses against his chest. "..After all, you have a tongue.. and sunrays, and skin, and me. I'll make sure you get the modifications you want, but for now.."
Your hand on his chest leaves and searches for his own hand, finding it, and guiding it down to the waist of your pants. "..I'm not playing fair, am I?"
His eyes return to you, the low whine in his voice box subsiding, he quickly adjusts his legs to kick off his pants and shoes to the wall, suddenly leaning you backwards and to the ground with a hand supporting behind you.
You rest against the cold ground, but it slowly warms around you as both of your body heat radiate your surroundings. Sun seems content, focusing on his new goal.
"..Mmh, not fair one bit, nono.. Naughty.. sweet.. little flower.." He leans to your face, hand still on your pants' waist, finding the button and almost breaking it to unhook it from its place.
You play with a ray as your other arm sprawls out against the floor, giving him control all except for you pulling him in for a kiss.
He hesitates a little at your jeans, having interlocked with your lips, your taste is just as alluring to him as the orange juice saliva is to you. You probably just really like kissing each other too. He adjusts his knee to support himself as one of his hands stays near your tummy, exploring around your waistband while the other traces up your chest, touching every little spot that makes your breath suddenly so erratic like he knows exactly what he's doing.
He's just really good at memorizing the spots that make your tummy jump and heart-rate increase. He abuses it.
You squeeze his rays as he plays with you, his tongue sneakily pressing further into your mouth as his hands exploit all of your sweet spots. His voice box makes funny noises occasionally, and so do you.
He pulls away to let you breathe. He wants you to be awake for this, of course.
His mouth doesn't go far, and he doesn't even bother to clean up the mess of orange-ish golden saliva spread out along your lips and chin. He just presses his lips down your jawline, under your chin, and across your neck, biting every so often until he gets to the spot that finally connects with your shoulder.
He tilts your head with and plays with the skin in-between, noticing the muscle underneath that he'll be sure to bruise. He likes how you taste and squirm under him, but he also means to mark you.
His teeth dig into your neck, and you tense. His sharp canines feel like they pierce your skin, and you squeeze a ray that you were rubbing while your breath stutters. It feels.. good. You press him closer to you, but quickly divert the hand to your mouth to bite it, needing something to cease your moans.
Sun doesn't like the lack of noise, so he compromises with you. His hand pulls yours away as he enters his thumb into your mouth, his fingers being long enough to wrap around your cheek to behind your ear. He makes sure you expose the entirety of your neck to him, cause he's definitely not letting up until you're obviously marked - his.
You clamp a little too hard on his thumb, and he pulls back from painting the side of your neck with hickeys. "Starbite..~ Gentle now, yesyes.. Unless I need to slow down, am I going toooooo fast..?" He doesn't want you to break those cute little teeth that compliment your smile.
He locks eyes with you, and the second you notice him staring down at you, your hand jolts up to cover your eyes. You're a mess, hair splayed out on the floor, chest heaving, mouth open to breathe in the necessary excess of oxygen you're expending.
His thumb exits a little to allow you to speak.
"..N-no, don't.. don't stop.."
The words exit your mouth almost automated, and your bare tummy and chest ache in unison for him just to touch you. Both his hands are on your face, elbows and forearm supporting him above you. You uncover your eyes for a second to stare into his, each of yours hooded a little in fluster.
"..Please."
He kisses you on the lips briefly, disrupting the saliva that began to settle, before returning to your neck. This time, he's satisfied with his work so far. His thumb plays with your lips, and only enters as his tongue meets your chest.
The hand that adjusted your neck for his ease of access gently felt at your ribs, carefully avoiding the bruising, only eliciting weak goosebumps under his fingertips.
His saliva is burning hot, but you still feel chills as he plays around a nipple, testing how you react, noticing the body part being a little unique compared to everywhere else.
Your panting and cute little noises give him all the indication necessary to focus where he assumed correctly that a sensitive spot would be.
His tongue swirls around it, and he sucks. Your noises are adorable to him, he can't get enough.
Your hand arches around his head, pulling him closer as he exploits one of your many obvious weaknesses. You'd arch your back into him if your ribs weren't beginning to ache. You're not at the point of disregarding pain entirely, yet.
Your other hand plays with his sunrays in return for the pleasure he's eliciting from you, hoping it's enough to let him know not to stop even if you're too red to say it again verbally. Maybe if you were a little more desperate, maybe if he decided to tease you.
He slows, and releases his mouth from your now wet and glistening chest, admiring his work for a second as you swell.
His hand pulls from your mouth while he kisses further down into your tummy, and you can only watch as the hands that left you play at your waistband. Your throat tightens, and your body tenses.
The pooling heat down in-between your thighs ripple up into your abdomen, already drugging you with need.
"..Sunny.."
He hums, but only focuses on your zipper.
He's too slow for your liking, you adjust yourself back on your forearm, reaching down to undo the fastening of your jeans around your waist.
As soon as he begins to lift up your legs and pull down your bottoms, you lean back and cover your burning hot face once again.
God, you're a fucking mess.
You press your butt off the ground to help him drag your pants down to your knees, then your shoes, then socks, all thrown somewhere, hopefully into the basket or across the floor.
Your jeans are off, and you're entirely exposed, only except for your underwear.
Sticky liquid already stains the fabric, it probably has for the last couple of minutes already. Sun's curiosity is overtaking him, and he's going a little too fast.
You reach to his hands already at the hemming of your bottoms, stopping them from lowering any further. "..H-hold on.."
You catch your breath, but can't seem to wipe the needy expression Sun savors as you look down at him, in-between your legs, both your hands on the straps of your bottoms.
"..D-do you.. know..? W-what to do, I mean, of course.."
He grins, eyes hooded in a surprising expression of confidence.
"Oh, Sunflower, we have access to the internet occasionally. Silly.. silly little thing.. Let us take care of you.. Mmh" His head lowers as you watch him helplessly, not that you give a shit that you're at his mercy, but fuck are you about to die.
Your breathing increases, and your warmth rivals his own. His touch feels so good, and he hasn't even touched you there yet.
Your muscles involuntarily twitch a little as his fingertips glide down your inner thighs to remove the annoying fabric in his way. You cover your face, your tummy tightens, and the heat between your thighs ache.
The closer your bottoms got to your feet, the faster they seemed to slide off. Milliseconds later after they left your ankles, you feel an additional warmth already above your heat.
Your hands both cover your face, and you can only hope you don't actually melt into the floor and die right here and now.
You tense as you hear him call to you. "Sunbite.. are you okay..?~"
You're about to answer, but his fingers sliding up your inner thigh provoke a bit of a squeak instead. You catch your breath, and answer as properly as you're capable of. "Y-yeah.. I.."
It's not much.
He gives you another chance, something easy enough to respond to that you even in your current state can't fuck it up.
"..Do you want to keep going..?~"
His hands rest on your thighs, and you can feel him staring up at you, awaiting your response.
Your head feels light, but lust is winning over embarrassment the longer you're left empty from the relief he's promising you.
"..Please, Sunshine, f-fuck.."
You words are almost incoherent.
He hums. "Language. Yes or no."
You whine in frustration. "Y-yes!"
You uncover your eyes for just a second to watch him grin and lower his head after breaking eye contact with you. Just as quickly as you revealed yourself, you shield your face once again with your forearms.
You feel his tongue against your inner thigh first, slowly snaking its way up and over to your heat, teasing you. It burns.
He pulls away, and for a second, you pout.
His tongue suddenly presses against your most sensitive spot, causing you to flinch a little. "..S-Sun!"
He presses down further in response to your moans, only wrapping his lips over the aching bundle of nerves. He circles his tongue, and sucks.
Your tummy explodes with energy, it tensing with your chest, heaving with each breath you take. Your legs involuntarily tighten around him, to which he responds by wrapping his arms under, holding them as his fingertips dig into your thighs.
He hums, not needing his mouth free to speak from his voicebox. "..Mmh, such a good little flower, yesyes, sososo good for me~.. oh, Sunbite.."
You tense at his praise, and your hands dig at the hard floor, but with nothing to grab, you violently claw at a patch of flesh at your thigh near one of Sun's hands, the other desperately reaching for one of his rays. Most are retracted to fit between your legs, but one near the top exposes itself to your hands, and you hold tight.
You're careful not to dig your nails into the silicone, nor bend it, but that doesn't mean you won't squeeze it a little with your fingertips when he's rough like he is now. He doesn't seem to mind, given how good it starts to feels the harder you stroke along his sensitive little sunray.
His tongue snakes down, exploring exactly where it's supposed to go - where it makes your hips buckle and back arch, moaning his name as his claws extend and cut a little into your thighs.
Your throat is tight, and him pressing in just the right spots bring you closer and closer, far too quickly.
Your body feels funny, it feels so good, all of it. You can't help but lean your neck up as you desperately grab at his wrist and press his faceplate further onto you.
You whine his name.
"S-Sun, w-wait, I.. feels.. so good, I'm.."
Incomprehensible, even to yourself. Sun hears the desperation in your voice however, and doesn't let up. "..Mmmh~ just a little longer, doing sososo good.. sososo sweet.."
Everything between your legs is slick with his saliva, everywhere else is immodestly sweaty and hot.
You melt and fall apart, tensing and buckling into his mouth as you cum. Your breathing is spontaneous and your tummy flutters with each wave of pleasure wracking you mercilessly as his claws squeeze into your thighs, steadying them.
"S-Sun! Sun.. Sun.. H-h-hah.. S-Sun.. SuNN!-" You cry his name with each quivering breath you exhale.
You fall back to the ground where your back arched in primal need for more of him, catching your breath after suddenly forgetting to breathe, the electricity that shocked your systems subsiding as your head spins and vision adjusts from the overstimulation.
Luckily, Sun slowed noticing your vitals, if he continued, you'd likely be comatose by now. He followed your climax into its end, almost too perfectly.
He watches curiously as your hands relax and chest slows. Your body seems to melt into the floor, your head leans to the side a little, arms naturally sprawled off from their original positions of squeezing his ray and wrist to lay at your side.
Sun never thought a mess could be so pretty.
Sticky viscous liquid sticks and strings to his lips as he pulls away, and he doesn't even have to hold your hips from squeezing a little too hard against his faceplate. This time, they're spread out in surrender, just for him, as your eyes wander off into the ceiling, lost in your afterglow.
Pretty, pretty little afterglow.
He pulls himself up through your legs and over your tummy, only a little worried your messy hair and visibly burning red body signified something was wrong. He needed to get a better look at your face.
"..Sunbeaaam.. Ooh you did sosososo good, so proud of you, pretty little thing.. Is everything ookay..?" He kisses at your tummy, then chest, then neck, all up until he's looking over your face. You shut your eyes and breathe in to grasp yourself back into reality. You turn your head to him, and your tummy tenses as you stare into his eyes.
You giggle as an arm shoots up from your side to cover your face.
"..Better.. than okay, Sunshine. Who.. who taught you how to do that..? Gosh.." You peek between your fingers to look at him smugly admiring his work.
"..Ooh, no one really~, just.. saw some videos.. A-and we just followed your cute little noises, you're quite the teacher if you know how to be observant, silly little thing~."
Somehow your face feels hotter. You pull him down to your lips by a ray. "..Mmhm, silly.."
Orange juice.
He rests himself carefully over your body, thankfully being gentle of your now aching ribs. You definitely didn't notice anything during your climax, in fact, him marking your thighs with his claws felt kinda good even if you're probably gonna have to get that checked out later.
You play with his rays, letting your mind return to you. "..Need a, uh.. we need a shower.. aha.."
Sun expresses an inquisitive hum. "Hm?"
You look up at him resting his faceplate into the nook of your neck, "..Thought you guys were waterproof, right? Plus I'm.. you're.. kinda a mess." You study the sticky liquid on his face that you can't really tell belongs to who. Probably both of you.
He pressed himself upwards, back, and onto his knees. "..But.. Sunflower.."
You prop yourself onto your forearms, looking up at him, genuinely confused.
He blocks out the lightbulb above you with his faceplate, a cute little smile creeping across his face that makes you a little flustered even now. What were you missing?
"..You don't expect us to shower when you forgot a piece of clothing, do you?"
"W-wha-"
His hand suddenly slams into the wall next to the curtain, practically breaking the light switch as the room goes dark.