Loona's Secret Diary Entries
Loona had been keeping a few secrets from everybody; and that was the fact that at nighttime, she had been getting plagued by hot... messy, and sometimes very, very kinky dreams. So, she writes them down in her diary to either add onto the dreams, or write down new ones when they happen. Maybe they can help her rub one off when the stress and annoyances from work get too much.
Pairing; Loona/Naruto
Chapter 1
Waking up from her slumber, it took a few moments for Loona to properly open her eyes up. But once she did, she was greeted with the sight of a chipped, and lightly cracked ceiling, along with a broken lbulb that was barely hanging onto its threading in the lighting fixture.
Of course, the relative scent of alcohol - courtesy of the knocked over bottle just by her small bedside table - and the scent of... arousal, also filled her sensitive nose, causing a small blush to appear on her cheeks, along with her fur standing on end in some places.
Groaning, she cast a glance over towards her small analogue alarm clock, and could only give a great sigh of annoyance as she read the time, '04:43,' she thought to herself, 'Fuck my life,' she added on just to make sure.
Knowing that she wouldn't be able to get back to sleep if she tried - well, perhaps with a few bottles of alcohol she could. But instead of going through all that hassle, just laid there in bed for nearly a minute longer, before bringing her hands up to her face and rubbing them down, before getting off of her bed
"Stupid dream," she muttered to herself, a deep blush blossoming onto her features as her thighs not so discreetly rubbed together. Taking a deep breath, she slowly made her way over towards a rather plane makeup table with a dirtied mirror resting above it, and a small little handful of makeup items scattered around. Plopping herself down roughly on the small stool, she fished a small pen from a plastic cup and reached down into one of the small drawers underneath the table, and pulled out a small little diary.
Gnawing upon her bottom lip, her tail swayed side-to-side behind her, almost as if conveying her hesitancy of doing something so... girly.
Shaking her head from those thoughts, she opened up the diary, and flicked to a blank page, before tapping the clicker on pen to shoot out the tip of the ballpoint pen, before bringing it down to the page.
'Ugh, I can't believe I'm doing this again... writing down these weird fetish dreams are more embarrassing than actually having them,' Loona thought to herself once more, 'At least my fucking thoughts can't be read, unlike a diary which any fuckwit could get,' her fur hackled at the thought, and a silent growl escaped her maw, before she took another deep breath, and waited for her fur to smooth back down again before beginning to write her latest dream.
Dear Diary,
"God, that still feels fucking weird to write..." she muttered to herself. Shaking her head, she placed the tip of the pen back onto the slightly crumpled page.
I had another dream again. This one... maybe a little tamer than the others, but still weirdly kinky and... hot. It begun simple enough, a nice dinner with Naruto, surrounded by candles that smelt of citrus and coconut, along with a few beers already ordered and on the tab. Then, my body starts heating up like that one time I accidentally took aphrodisiacs during my heat, but even worse.
Oh, even describing it once more, Loona could feel the sudden heat of her body, how that weird tingling sensation that started at the base of her ears before trailing down her spine, right towards her crotch, where a sudden itch came to be. But, all she did was shuffle in the spot, and rubbed her thighs together.
Turns out he actually planned to get me pregnant that night, and spiked my drinks with aphrodisiacs and sprinkled some Hellhound 'Heat Starters' on my food. We had been seeing each other for a few months now, and despite the suspicious nature of this, I was more than happy, although a little nervous. Everything became a blur afterwards, all I remember was being in his arms, and on his bed as he fucked me.
The blush on Loona's face was deepening, to the point where it put any Imps' skin tone to shame. Her ears were ramrod straight, and one could swear they could see steam erupting from those fluffy little bits, even her tail was straight behind her.
He fucked me so much, with such vigor and passion, barely even letting my body to actually recover from his brutal fucking. When he first came, I swear I was pregnant then and there, but he didn't stop. I could only vaguely count another two times in which he came, I'm not actually sure when he stopped. But, when he did, he slowly pulled out of me, before he grinned that foxy grin of his, before stuffing a dildo right up my cunt to keep all of his warm seed inside. Then, he proceeded to tie me up like some of those massive bondage sluts down in the Lust Ring.
The mental image of her being tied up like a bondage slut, a dildo being stuffed up her cunt, and locked into place with a makeshift chastity belt, her nipples being tortured by small clamps, and weighed down by a lock... her eyes being covered with a blindfold, and a ballgag being stuffed in her gob making her unable to even speak. It sent shivers up and down Loona's spine, and was only making that little itch of hers even more powerful, and harder to ignore.
Normally, this is when I would wake up and rub one out to just be done with this lust. But... I didn't. Perhaps my body wants it.
I want the puppies that would come from it. Would they be Hellhounds like myself? Or would they be more akin to Kitsune's like Naruto... or maybe a mixture of both? The extreme pleasure and pain that would come from it, I want to experience it. Perhaps I'll like it, and maybe ask for another litter of kits and puppies.
By this point, Loona was shaking. Her ears were twitching wildly, and her eyes were soon clouding over with lust, and unknown to her, she started to exude pheromones like a simple bitch in heat.
To be at the mercy of my big, strong - and sometimes dumb - Alpha while he rams his 'puppy' beater in my heated, cum starved womb before making sure that his buns would be in the oven, and his seed forever tainting and marking my womb as his... he'll parade me around for all to see that I belong to him, and him alone, taking great joy in those that would curse at him for 'bagging' her like she was some prize.
I know nothing about being a mother, yet... I want to do better than mine. To rub it in that snide bitch's face that not only she was wrong about me, but my Alpha is better than that piece of shit sperm donor that I must call father.
Even thinking about that was causing a rather feral grin to form across her snout. Oh, how she could so wish to see the look on her disgusting whore mother's mouth when she ever decided to show her face around these parts again.
Shaking her head, she jotted down her last little thought upon the paper of her diary.
Hmhmm, maybe one day I'll be able to do that. Confess to Naruto, and make those dreams a reality.
Till tomorrow, after yet another weird, kinky dream.
Just as she placed her pen back into the little cup that would perhaps never be used, nor washed again, Loona leaned back in her stool. She could feel her heart hammering within her chest a million miles a minute, before a rare, serene smile graced her features as it felt like a massive weight had suddenly left her body.
"LOONY~"
That serene smile faded away instantly, and a small growl escaped her throat as she heard her 'adoptive' dad's voice, "WHAT, FUCKFACE?" She screamed out. Noticing the door knob jiggling, Loona's eyes widened momentarily, before she quickly stuffed her diary into the drawer and slammed it shut.
Just in time for Blitzo - the O is silent! - burst into her room, "It's time for work~" He sang out, before he paused, and smelled around the room. Clamping his nose shut with his fingers, he turned around, "Fuck, Loony, it smells in here!" He said, shuddering, "Perhaps I need to buy you some air freshner or something,"
"Get the FUCK out of MY ROOM!"
Bltiz didn't need to be told twice. He gave one more look towards Loona, "Get ready for work, we leave in ten!" Before quickly scampering out of the room, and closing the door behind him.
As soon as the door closed, a massive book crashed against the wooden door, making a small indentation in the wood itself, before crashing down to the floor with a solid *THUD*.
"Fuck sake, that was close," she murmured, rubbing her forehead. She was already feeling a migraine forming.
It was way too early for this shit.
END