AN: Yeah, Lobo is Death, and he will be seen again. Hirameki Kitsune is the first person to identify Shi! It's kinda obvious who he is, just pay attention to mannerisms and what he says. Here's a hint: Gai, is...Might Guy.

Disclaimer: Bonesboy15 doesn't own Helluva Boss or Naruto. The following is a written work of fan-fiction. It contains adult language and situations. Reader discretion is advised.

One Knuckleheaded Glutton

Crazy Bitch

Bee-Lzebub completely ignored the Snackum's bag she'd just opened as she watched the King of Hell sit down across from her Baby Bro. She wasn't allowed in the room, but she could watch from one of the monitors that oversaw it. For all his eccentricities and doofus-like behavior, Luci was shrewd as well as powerful. It's why Bee willingly followed him and listened to his decrees...when they weren't totally asinine.

He never really got over 'Quack like a Duck Day' getting vetoed so hard as the cross-dimensional holiday.

"Do you understand what this entails?"

"Yeah, sure."

A smack was followed by a whine as the King of Hell took hold of the Foxfiend's mane and shoved his face into the table. Bee snarled; it wasn't Luci's place to punish her idiot Baby Bro when he was being stupid. That honor was hers, and to a lesser extent, her Baby Bro's Pretty Pup's.

Come to think of it, what was Pretty Pup up to? She'd been off the 'Gram for a few days now...Bee wondered before she snapped back to attention as Luci snarled.

"This is a serious conversation, you little fucker! Pay attention!"

"I am paying attention!"

"Like fuck you are! If that's true, why the fuck do you keep glancing at the clock?! You got a hot date or something?!"

Baby Bro just quietly growled.

Bee rubbed her temples. He didn't, he didn't, he didn't. Her Baby Bro was not so stupid as to go into a fight against a fucking angel and expect to walk out okay, ready to go woo the Pretty Pup?! Right?! She raised him to be fucking smarter than that!

Luci arched his brow.

"...Really? Is it with that little mutt–?"

"Don't call Loona a mutt!"

Bee sighed as the King of Hell's incredulous blink gave way to a wide toothy grin. While, yes, she agreed that Luci shouldn't call the Pretty Pup a 'mutt', her Baby Bro shouldn't have snapped back; it cost him some positions in Luci's fucked up 'game'. This was why she didn't let her brother handle the real important shit on his own. He always got too emotional.

"Oh-ho! Look at those teeth!" Luci and released Baby Bro's stupid soft mane to grab his mouth. He rubbed his thumb against a canine and peered into it as it gleamed. "Yes, yes. Sharp and clean. Good hygiene is often overlooked by the youth of today. Good on you."

Baby Bro growled, his brow twitched. Luci's smile dimmed.

"...Not feelin' amicable? Okay, we'll play it your way, you fucking brat." His cane snapped out and whomped Baby Bro on the head. The Foxfiend dropped like a sack of potatoes. Bee's lips curled and she crushed her snack bag in her hand, Luci was having too much fun with this. He needed another black eye. A jolt of magic had him shoot awake with a gasp. "Here's the rundown sport—Pay attention, I ain't repeating myself!"

Okay, Baby Bro at attention was an interesting look. Bee pulled her phone out and snapped a pic. Then she looked at the dried red bandage on his shoulder — the evidence of a fucking angelic weapon's stab wound —

"I don't give a shit what your history with Raquel is—No, I am talking." Luci barked when Baby Bro opened his mouth. The Ring itself fell silent. Luci adjusted his hat and cleared his throat. "If you find him, again. Kill him. Dead on the spot. Is that understood?"

"Yeah."

"I asked if that was understood!" Okay, Luci, the True Form 'scare' was not necessary.

"Yes, Lord Lucifer."

"Good." Luci smiled and reverted to his 'Short King' form. "Very good. Now, you will finish up with Charlie's little request, and you won't fuck it up, and then report back here. No side quests or subplots are allowed. Are we clear?"

"As a crystal."

"Perfect." Luci smiled and strode out. He stopped at the door. "Oh, and tell me, Duke of Gluttony? What do you think of Hedonism?"

Bee sucked in a sharp breath. That sonova—She told Luci about that in fucking confidence!

"Er...Not my philosophy?" Well, clearly Bee had some remedial lessons she needed to teach.

"Hm. Interesting. He's all yours, Bee."

Finally! Bee-Lzebub smashed through the wall and glomped her Baby Bro tight enough to make him whimper. Her snout pressed to the base of his ear and she inhaled deep. The Vibe Check didn't reveal a lot had changed, he was Scared now, but that was to be expected. There was an underlying scent of Relief as he returned her hug. Baby Bro returned the favor, which only filled the sweet Vibes in the air.

"Was breaking the wall absolutely necessary?" Luci

"Go make more ducks." Bee grumbled as she continued giving her Baby Bro a proper Vibe Check by switching to sniff at the base of his other ear. Luci huffed and left in his signature flaming middle finger. When she was finished, she scratched at his weak point by his jaw. "You are so lucky I got context out of Luci for that stupid fight, Baby Bro. Otherwise, you'd be in Vore Timeout for smashing my face into the ground. And not in a fun way."

"I-" he whined as her claws pinched into his skin and his tail started its cute wriggle. "Shorry. Bee."

"Me, too." Bee hummed and continued scratching the sensitive cluster of nerves at his jawline. Eventually she'd guided him to lay on her lap as she did, his purring and Happy-Content-Mindless whines filled the air. She smiled as she raked claws through his mane and kept the minor assault on his weak spot. "So, what's tonight's date plan?"

"Date?"

"With the Pretty Pup! You've got a date tonight, right?"

"...Date?"

The fuck was his-oh, right. Essentially brain dead while his Spot was scratched. Ugh, but Bee loved his cute little whines and the way his tight ass shook when his tail wriggled. Oh well, sacrifices must be made, besides she can always snag him for more cuddles later. Her claws moved away from his jawline and traced circles in his neck. The purring lessened, as did the tail/ass wriggling, but clarity returned to the bright blues as they met her red.

"Ready to try again?"

"Uh..." Baby Bro's ears went flat. He cleared his throat and tried to sit up which Bee was not going to allow just yet. "Just, y'know, something chill. Low maintenance, a sit in date...at a hotel."

"Mm." Bee didn't think that was enough of a wow factor. The thick scents of Embarrassment, Excitement, Nervousness, Anticipation and Arousal that was filling the air, however, convinced her to drop it. She patted his head. "Alright, second question - and this one's kind of important - when and how did you get so good at using your True Form?"

"...That's technically two questions."

"Did I stutter?"

"No." He sighed.

"So...?"

"A week back, between gigs and after my coffee date with Loon, I went down to see Cerberus." Bee stopped stroking Baby Bro's hair and growled. He rolled his eyes. "Oh, come on, don't get pissed! You won't let me train anymore—"

"You don't train, you inflict self harm. Furthermore, he doesn't train you, he beats you." Bee argued.

"There's a difference?"

"...Baby Bro, I think you might be a masochist."

"I am not!" Baby Bro growled and crossed his arms on her knee to rest his chin on. His ear flicked and a small hint of Flustered Irritation shot up from the act. "I just like knowing what my body can handle."

Oh, the ways that statement could be misconstrued. Bee hummed and twisted her hip to sit in a lounged position.

"Alright. Fine. Keep your secrets." She huffed. "I'll just ask Russ for deets later."

"Pretty sure today's Cerb's day with the phone."

"It is so irritating that you know that." She groused. Baby Bro had the fucking audacity to smirk.

"I know."

This little shit-! That's it. Time to bust out the Sisterly Rights.

"You know, I think you owe me a favor."

"The fuck I do!"

So began another playful argument between the Lzebub Siblings. One that, as the natural order intended, was won by the elder. Mostly because the younger had plans for the evening and the elder also had her own partner to return to.

Night had fallen over Pentagram City. The members of I.M.P. had retired to renovated rooms of the Happy Hotel for the evening, as a form of gratitude from Princess Morningstar for helping her get her first client – and fixing the wall that was broken by a projectile chair earlier. The fact that they were being hunted by a couple of Overlords was likely unrelated to their stationary situation,

Loona's ear twitched at the sound of her door handle's click and she was pulled from slumber when the door creaked open. It couldn't be Blitzø, she ensured he wouldn't interfere — a certain Spider-like Sinner was open to keeping him occupied for a stack of cash Loona kept in the same pocket dimension as the Grimoire. It was getting easier for her to access it as the days went by — or intrude on her new 'safe space' that she and her boyfriend shared. The arousal she had was but a not-so distant memory, the exhaustion that came after it had kept her groggy.

Now, she was becoming more alert. As a floorboard groaned under padded steps, she scented the air. The old, muskier faint scent her boyfriend left on the bed melded with hers in a pleasant way, and would be distracting if not for the surge of violets and almost-coconuts that came with the intruder. Her tail thumped against the bed as it neared and she rolled to her back when a weight pressed down by her leg. Three more weights depressed the mattress call in a manner that would make her feel trapped.

A cool nose pushed into her neck, warm air parted her coat and tickled her skin. Loona embraced the owner in her arms and nipped at his cheek, all while her tail swoosh-swoosh-swooshed under the covers.

"Hey, what'd I say about biting my face?" Naruto grumbled to her as he kissed, licked, scented and nipped the space between her neck, throat and her collar. She growled at him, a bit of play, and dug her claws into his shoulders—

The whimper gave her pause and her eyes snapped open. Tangy, citrus. Blood. Faint, but there. He was hurt?

Loona pushed Naruto up, ignored his growl, and rose with him before she sought out his injury. She scented his head and face —nope, thank fuck. Still intact. — then went down his left side. Nothing, still lean muscle. At the right she found it. He growled another warning, she growled back — he was hurt, she wanted to make sure she didn't do it and that it wasn't life threatening — and he tapered off. Content that she could investigate in peace, Loona scented. Blood, faint, old, angelic—Hold on, what?!

"You fought an Angel?!" She snapped at him. Sexy powerful tall form or not, her boyfriend was a fucking idiot. He almost went and got himself killed before they could fuck?! Who gave him the right?!

"She attacked me-"

Oh, and it was a chick! Was it-? Yep! Fucking fertile female scent lingered around the wound. Even fucking better!

"Yeah, Angels and Demons tend to do that to each other! Why the fuck did you fight an angel?!" Loona snarled.

"She attacked me, Loona! What, would you rather I lie back and take it?" He growled at her. She scowled at him and looked back at the reddened wrapping on his shoulder. Her claws had tugged on it and probably ripped it open again. Fuck. His claw came up and cupped her chin, guiding her eyes to his. "Hey. It's fine. I'm fine."

"He said, after fighting a fucking angel."

"Technically, it was one Fallen Angel and two Exorcists." He said that so fuckin' nonchalantly! As if it wasn't a big deal...as if it was just a spar! Which maybe to him it was what with all that power he had—fuck, and now Loona was fucking horny again.

"...And you came back here?"

"Got yelled at a bit first." Naruto rolled his eyes. "Try to kill an old friend and everyone wants to fucking know about it. ...No, I am not telling you about the who or why tonight."

"You say that like you have a fucking option." Loona scowled. He closed his eyes and growled again before it cut short.

"No, I say that like you have a fucking option."

Huh, that's a weird way to parse that statement. What did—oh, okay, sudden Boop is random but welcomed. Mm, boyfriend—No, wait, was he trying to get out of this explanation?! After he fucking chided her on abusing the Boop?! This fucking hypocri—Rumble is good, Loona liked the rumble.

"I made you a promise earlier."

Oh, this fucking cheat! He can't growl like that while she's horny! His muzzle pushed by hers and he started to nip at her neck again. She leaned back against the head of the bed and he followed, his hands ran up over her thighs, nudging the edge of her borrowed shirt. Her claws shifted, mindful of the wound, and tugged into his mane of hair. He pulled away and initiated another Boop — No, a kiss? Even better. — that he broke far too soon.

"And I can either fulfill that promise now, or we can spend the whole night talking about the winged prudes on the top floor."

Well, the decision was fucking obvious! Loona grabbed his face and pushed her snout against his. Boop, his attention was hers, and hers alone. Good.

"I fucking swear if you edge me again, I will rip your cock off and use it as a fucking toy!"

"Yeah, I figured that'd be what you said." He growled back at her before he pushed his lips against hers. His claws pushed delightfully against the skin of her thighs and her claws tugged his mane in, as if it would make the kiss bet-Oh, is he knocking at her teeth this time? Challenge accepted.

Her mouth parted nary a centimeter when his tongue shot in like a battering ram, and the duel was lost. Shit, so much for her winning streak. Still, a decent reward was being able to feel his tongue out with hers. Thick, flat, warm and long, it caressed her thinner organ and explored the inner cavern that was her mouth. A push against one of her molars sent a small chill up her spine, which, okay, good to know.

Then, as suddenly as it entered, it was gone. As was his muzzle—Found it! Kissing down her jawline, then neck, and-the fuck was he doing with her coll-? Oh, oh fuck. Oh shit. Oh fuckity, fucking shit fuck.

Loona's eyes were wide as her boyfriend pulled his head back, a prized spiked collar hung from his surprisingly dexterous tongue by the buckle-like latch. It dropped to her lap, but was tossed aside by his claws.

"Let's not ruin another one tonight." He rumbled. Sweet fuck. Loona nodded and let her head roll back as he returned to scenting, nipping, kissing down her throat. Her right hand lashed out and patted around for-bingo. Phone acquired.

Through a cracked eye, she maneuvered the settings of her camera. Flash off, night vision, flip — oh, there's a sweet spot — and nip the ear in front of her. Perfect. Two more seconds, just gotta tag it right-yes. That'll show those — why did he stop kissing her neck?

"Clearly, I'm not showing you enough attention."

That, your honor, was when his loaned shirt was ripped off of her body.

The second his teeth grazed over her studded piercings, Loona dropped her phone and it clattered to the floor. Now, normally that might put her in a rage, but there was a talented demon tongue teasing her tits and his claws gently grazed over the spots on her sides. Needless to say, she had other things on her mind than her phone right now.

Swoosh-Swoosh-Swoosh-Swoosh-Swoosh

A phone buzzed on the table, bleary pink eyes cracked open before it was grabbed. What happened last-? Oh, still night? No, the date was different, one day..? Okay, so what did she do last-? Right, right another night drinking, woeful over her lackluster love life, and spent with her Crew—Ace and Josh double-teamed her pretty well last night. Shame they didn't stick around to cuddle. There was a post, oh, hey Bee's brother was tagged in—Verosika's eyes widened and narrowed.

Moonlight_Howling_666 is with OrangeFuchsRamen in Happy Hotel, Pride Ring. One picture posted

"..It's fine. There's other dicks out there." She grumbled. She wasn't going to torture herself with jealousy. She inspired jealousy! She was motherfucking Verosika Mayday! She was totally opening the app to look at the post, fuck.

Night vision filter, eye-shine, with an ear in her mouth. Shit, her ex's adopted brat was kind of hot. Wait, was—that was the V.D., wasn't it?! The back of his head? Was he necking her?!

"Oh, it's a fucking brag post." She frowned. It'd been a hot second since Verosika made one of those. They were meant to show off and impress those who saw it. She squinted at the pic and growled. "Dammit, it's working."

Midnight_Howling_666 posted: (picture); Gonna be busy tonight, don't wait up.

Already a million likes-? What the-who the fuck is this Hellhound? How many—that's a lot of followers. Damn near Verosika's own count! Was it because Bee was her 'sponsor'?

And comments were rolling in.

QueenBeeYotch Fuck yeah! Get it gurl!

Bee, you fucking traitor.

LordeofLust Tame, but better than that last pic you posted.

Ozzie?! Was Ozzie in this girl's followers?! What the shit!?

MagneStarChild666 Oh, shit, did we soundproof that room? Er, try to be courteous to the rest of the inhabitants! (So happy for you two!) —emoji failed to load; too many characters—

Was...That was fucking Princess Morningstar's account. ...Fucking what?!

"How did...But…" Verosika blinked several times and looked at the half finished bottle of Beelzejuice that sat on her nightstand. It was snagged in an instant, and she chugged for a hot second. Fuck, shit was strong. She glared at her phone. "Think I'm not gonna rub one out thinking about your cute boyfriend because of some PG-13 pic online? Fuck that. Tomorrow, shit gets real."

She swiped through her Voxtagram Friends and opened the boyfriend in question's page. There were photos on the app she saved just for this occasion, and a quick alignment put them in a repeat slideshow. Another swig of Beelzejuice emptied the bottle and she started to use it as an impromptu dildo to fellate on while she flicked her bean. This little bitch didn't know what kind of game they were playing, but Verosika was a master of it. She won this round, that's all.

"Oh, fuck. Fuck yes, right there! Fuck, Naruto, that feels—fuck!" Loona whined and tightened her legs over his shoulders, putting slight pressure on the one that had been impaled by an angelic spear. Naruto growled in slight discomfort, but pressed on as he curled his tongue inside the moist cavern in effort to properly excavate it while his claws carefully kneaded into her inner thighs. One occasionally drifted up to tease the labia, and he swallowed down all the sweet vibes the act did.

He'd never actually done this before, but he knew enough demons that had to give him appropriate tips. Of all who he'd asked, ironically it was Cerb that had the best advice: "Just fucking ask her during, dipshit! It's her pussy that you're eating out, she'll know it best." (Then the fucker blindsided him with a roundhouse kick that sent him through solid bedrock, but that was a concussion story for another time.)

So, Naruto basically did that. Over the past twenty minutes, he'd stopped to check in when anything he did didn't seem to be doing anything for her or whenever her breathing hitched with an impulsive decision, even if that was milliseconds after the last stop. In response, the whimpers and whines she made only assured him that he was doing it right. His tail flicked from one side to the next, slowly and controlled. Her claws dug into his mane and she attempted to push his muzzle deeper into her folds.

"Yes, Naruto. Shit, yes. Fuck yeah, mm, almost there, babe. Right there, no fuck, there! That-Do that again! Fuck! I'm so close, so-so fucking close!" The word trailed off into a sharp whine and he pulled back to give some attention to the pretty dark folds outside the drenched cavern. His nose pushed against the cute little button of nerves at the top of the lips and Loona fucking lost it.

"Narutoooooooo!" Her head flung back with her howl that not only sent his blood racing to his groin – Hot fuck, that was the hottest fucking thing, and it was because of something he did! She howled his name, mission fucking accomplished, boys! His tail was now in full wriggle – but also left him with ringing ears. Her claws dug into his scalp and possibly drew blood. Her legs became vices around his shoulders, which was way more problematic for one over the other. Her tail smacked between his side and the bed once before it went startlingly still.

She trembled as her howl petered out into whimpers. He lapped up the juices that leaked from her, gulped down each slowly. A final mouthful was saved until he caught her glazed over eyes. He swallowed and licked his chops.

"Delicious." He growled at her in the way that always seemed to make her sweet scent spike. Her panting increased with a few whines and her claws tugged at him urgently. They weren't stuck, and her legs were essentially noodles - lean, muscular, curvy noodles that she liked to have kneaded, nipped and kissed — so he could easily obey the silent request. He did so, pausing just momentarily at her pelvis, navel, and breasts to give them gentle nips or kisses wherever appropriate. He made it back up to her and gently kissed her cheek as she wrapped her arms around his neck.

"Unholy shit, babe...Fuck, Naruto, that was...that was so...I need a...Need a Boop." She panted. Naruto chuckled and pressed his nose to hers. She hummed as her breathing steadied, and he slipped his nose away to kiss and sniff at the fur of her chest while one of his claws idly toyed with her piercing. A nip to his ear had him look up again.

"Let's...let's do more."

"More?" He huffed around a smirk. "Loon, you gotta give me a minute to rest my jaw-"

Alright, that whap on the snout was well-deserved.

"More, dumbass." She growled. He made a show of sighing in resignation and prepared to go down again, but she tugged at his neck. Um, ow.

"I'm going-!"

"No, I meant...Goddammit, I have to spell it out for you, don't I?" Well, ouch. That hurts on an intellectual level. Crimson eyes glared at him as she cupped his face. "Naruto, I want you to knot me."

Well, if he wasn't hard before, he is now. Oh wait, he was hard before. So, what the fuck was this? A super boner? ...It's kind of uncomfortable.

"Are you just gonna stare at me, or-?"

"Oh, shit, sorry, no–No! No, I mean, yes! I mean, sure, I mean–Fuck!" He groaned at how stupid he sounded and let his head drop to her shoulder. She giggled and kissed his snout.

"You're such a fucking doof."

"That's not even a word." He grumbled as he started to reciprocate the kisses.

"Use your 'Gram more often."

"Make me."

"Tomorrow– Are you gonna fuck my legs or my cunt?" Loona growled into his ear before she nipped it. Which, fair. He was kind of just lazily humping her leg. ...What? He liked the kissing banter. Don't judge.

"So fuckin' bossy." He growled back and pulled away to sit on his knees. She whined and he gave her a flat stare. "You want me to fuck your cunt or not, Loon? Because if I do this blind, I might miss."

Surprise Anal was the last prank anyone ever pulled on a Hellhound.

"Fucking tempt me with a good time." Naruto's eyebrows shot up and he gaped at his girlfriend...until she growled at him and ground her wet folds against his dick. "You can stare at me fucking whenever, just stick it in already!"

Well, with that permission on the table who was he to hold up the party? He took hold of himself and pressed the tip to her folds. Both of them groaned as he slid the head in. He waited a beat and then met her eyes.

"Ready?"

"Fuck yes."

"Shiiit!" Loona whined as that familiar, full feeling her toys gave her was enhanced by the real thing, which was just a bit larger than them. Her boyfriend's cock — her cock — was hot and pulsed within her oh so pleasantly. The tip pressed into some kind of resistance, but she felt his hips go flush against hers.

"Fucking..! Tight!" He whined with her. Her claws dug into his back and one of her legs wrapped around his hip. The other was still pretty much useless and limp from his amateur – if he never ate someone out before then Loona was never letting him go; this was the luckiest draw for her and she was not going to mess it up – cunnilingus. One of his hands reached up to play with her tit, and one of hers raked down his back. Her whine petered out and she licked at his jaw. She could taste the semi-dried residual of her last orgasm on his fur – her scent mingled with his – and it was so fucking hot.

"Fuck, Loona...I-I need to-" Naruto whimpered and she nipped at his cheek. Her boyfriend might be stupid, but he was very sweet. Letting her set the pace, not many Hellhounds – or Demons in general – would do that.

"Knot me." She growled into his ear. His hips slowly retracted and they hissed together. He thrust back in and they moaned. A steady pace started; with it was an increasing amount of kisses, nips, licks, growls and growls that were exchanged. Fuck, she loved his growls.

It was when the headboard started to slam into the wall, that as Loona nipped and kissed his jaw, she started thrusting back into him. He dipped his head down to toy with her piercings and she moaned, one of her hands slipped from his back and began to toy with her own hair. Her eyes drifted shut and her head lulled into the pillow.

"Yes, mm, fuck." She mumbled as her hips rocked into his. Her eyes opened when the toying of her breasts ceased, and her half-lidded gaze locked on his barely perceptible blues as he came back for a kiss. Their teeth clacked midway through and their thrusts stopped. Both of them cupped their muzzles with groans and then sniggered at one another. She held his head steady as he kissed her again, then nuzzled against each other as they started anew.

The fast pace resumed soon enough, and any kisses were kept chaste unless one steadied the other. Usually her, given their vanilla position. Her other leg got feeling back and she wound it around his hips, feet interlocked, which he took – appropriately – as a signal to increase the intensity. She yelped and moaned while he continued to growl. Eventually, the headboard slamming became louder than their pelvic collisions.

"Fuck! Fuck! Fuck! Fuck! Fuck!" She whined and whimpered as he pulled his body flush against hers. Something was spreading her labia, wider and slightly more painfully. It was thick and only getting thicker and – shit, that's right. Her boyfriend had a knot. She told him to knot her, and didn't really think about what that entailed. "Fuck! Shit! W-Wait, babe! W-wait-!"

"Can't..." he growled back. His eyes were screwed shut, his body started to tense. "Gotta get in...before–"

"Please! Fuck! It's too–Shit!" Loona barked as her own eyes screwed shut at the sound of a wet 'shluck'. She whimpered as the massive intrusion swelled and spread her insides as they rapidly filled with something boiling hot. Her eyes watered and she thrashed beneath him. "Fuck! Fuck fuck fuck! That's too big!"

"Loon–I'm sorr–Fucking–!" He groaned back to her and took her up in his arms, which made biting onto him just a bit harder, so she let go. He rolled to his back, and she laid atop him, whimpering like she was some kind of bitch. His claws stroked through her hair and ears, as gentle kisses were pressed into her face. "I'm sorry. Fuck, I'm sorry."

"It's...fuck. Fuck, it looked so much easier in porn." Loona whimpered. Her boyfriend stared at her for a minute before he chuckled – which she would be mad at if she could argue it not sounding ridiculous – and kissed down her cheek to her lips. She kissed him back and let the comfort of that take her mind off of the discomfort in her cunt and the weird sloshing feeling going on inside her. Even after that kiss broke, he kept kissing her cheek and jaw. She leaned into his affection and licked at his ear when it flicked by her face. "I just...fuck, Naruto. We need more lube or weed or something."

"...Weed?" Naruto chuckled again. She growled at him and he stroked her side, just above her Spot. "Sorry, I just–Did you watch porn to prepare for this?"

"You didn't?"

"No!" He laughed and kissed her cheek. "But that you did is fucking adorable. Unholy fuck, Loon."

"You really wanna poke the fucking bear while she's tied to you?" Loona growled. To say she was not pleased he found some enjoyment in her pain was putting it mildly. His smile dimmed and he rubbed his muzzle against hers.

"No. ..Sorry." He rumbled and the pleasant vibration surged through her. It alleviated the pain in her stretched lips. Another kiss helped her hackles fall and another again helped her relax atop him. His claws ran down her spine, to a point, and she moaned into his mouth. She felt his lips turn up and almost whined when he pulled away. His other hand cupped her face and his beautiful eyes stared into hers.

"I really am sorry."

"I know. Shit, I told you to knot me, I shouldn't get mad at you for listening." Loona grumbled. She was really into the kisses and now that she was more relaxed, she liked this intimate closeness. It was like she had a warm body pillow on hand. She'd never understood the allure before, but after this? ...Yeah, no, she'd pick her boyfriend over a fucking pillow any day.

"Maybe next time we don't–?"

"I will fucking own your cock, Naruto." Loona growled. Now it wasn't just a fun kink, it was a challenge. She nipped his nose and then pushed hers into his. "You'll be begging to knot me."

"...What does that even mean?"

"It means that we're going for another round after this."

"Is that-is that really a good id–?"

"Naruto." Loona scowled. "Why are you so against having sex with me?"

"...There's no right answer to that question so I refuse to answer it." Naruto deadpanned. Loona narrowed her eyes. He growled. "If I tell you about my fight earlier will you let that one go?"

"...You have until we get ready for round two." She growled and snuggled into his chest. If she was going to get a story out of this, she was going to be comfortable. "Go."

AN: Huzzah! The V-cards are lost! And now Loona is informed! ...Wonder how she's going to react to Lucifer's punishment? Wazzat? I didn't tell anyone what that is? ...Oopsie.

Steve! Quick, before the mob gets here, publish this! ...What do you mean you legally can–NOT LITERALLY! Fuckin idiot, ugh.

Stay in school people.

Remember, it's just fucking Fan-fiction.