Head to the new Luna Silk.

Under the shop's label above the door is the symbol of a butterfly, or perhaps a moth. It's a lovely building, as it should be, given it was constructed not long ago. It's a brand new version of the seamstress shop you first found back in Avana. While the interior has the sharpness of a freshly built home, the surfaces are already covered in tailoring materials and partially finished projects. Just like before, the windows are dimmed by curtains, and there are gorgeous tapestries decorating the walls. A few moths flutter past your face as the two of you step inside and shut the door behind you.

This area of the building is clearly the storefront, with her home being in the back. It's different yet nostalgic. She leads you through the room to a table in the far corner, where she pulls out a seat for you to sit before she proceeds to her own beside it.

You sit down on a surprisingly soft cushion. "I'm glad to see things are working out in here."

"Indeed. I never thought I'd move away from my shop, let alone to the castle of a Demon King. It is quite an interesting path to take, especially when you consider the origin of my species. You remember, yes? All insectrin were created by a Demon King. One who was defeated not all that long ago." She leans forward on her elbow--fingers slipping back through her bright fluffy hair. "But that isn't why we're speaking here this morning. Please, if I were to grab some drawing instruments, would you be able to sketch and explain everything you can think of in relation to fashion from your home world?"

"I can try my best. I don't know every last thing about how all materials are made, but I can tell you what I do know. Maybe you can figure out the rest along with uh... Mela? She's pretty well-educated. Or Mina, actually. She's a clever craftsmen from what I can tell, though I haven't spent a ton of time with her since she offered her assistance on behalf of Shadow Garden. We've got enough people here to figure that kinda stuff out. Possibly."

Her bright smile practically illuminates the room, as if beyond her elegant exterior is an excited child. She spares no time in gathering dozens of pieces of paper and parchment, a pen and ink, and even some charcoal, as she searches for anything and everything that could help you sketch things out.

Hoodies. Jeans. Sneakers. You're not sure exactly what exists in this world or not, but you do your best to think of classic articles of clothing you're used to seeing on Earth, but have hardly or never seen in Abso. You try to explain links to different cultures, whether or not they're incredibly modern and use synthetic materials, and just anything that comes to mind. You don't know everything, but you hope others can fill in the blanks.

"You seem really interested in this," you say as you doodle a baseball cap. "But I guess that's how a true craftsmen should feel, right? The ultimate progression of one's trade would be to craft something from a completely different world."

"I'm very glad you understand," she says--eyes hanging on every stroke of your hand on the page.

You place down the pen and look to some ink smudged over your fingers. Then as your eyes move up, you see the shine of bare brown skin past her supple neck and down her shoulder. She's loosened the kimono slightly, only to slip the fabric down past one shoulder, and her hair has been parted to the side as to not cover it up.

"I'm very sorry," she whispers. "Did I distract you? I heard that some men can be rather allured by the simple view of a girl's neck, or bare shoulders, but I never thought one would be you."

You give her a coy smirk, knowing full well she's just playfully messing with you. Luna offers a unique allure among the other women at Castle Phoenix. She's gorgeous and mature, yet not imposing like Dajy. She loves to doll herself up and wear striking dresses, yet she's far from being a snobby noble.

"I'm always distracted by you," comes your swift response.

Luna makes audible a quick inhale as she's caught off guard, but keeps her composure as she often does. Then she smiles wide. "And why is that?"

"It isn't only because I think your moth parts are adorable. You're a beautiful woman, Luna. You know that. But you wanted me to say it out loud, right?"

She chuckles softly. "Perhaps. When you say things like that, suddenly it feels a lot warmer in here, don't you think?" She brings her hand up to the other side, and gently slides the garb down her opposite shoulder, now exposing both. It's all starting to loosen quite a lot. The kimono hangs from her body, now barely low enough to hint at her cleavage. It may not truly be exposing much, but how she's acting, and the slow tease of it all, is just as titillating.

"Now that you mention it, yeah. It is getting pretty warm."

She brings her hand back slowly through her hair. After looking away for a moment, she peers directly into your eyes with a hint of blush on her cheeks. "I know I've said this before, but you truly were the first one to show such affection to me in Avana. You and your friends. I don't think I need to explain why one born of a Demon King's power would be looked down upon."

"They didn't know what they were missing."

"That Trial of the Erotrain... Ah, I admit even I'm embarrassed when I think about it. How lewd that was, everyone together. Being watched by yet another Demon King has we expressed our love. That was something I'll remember for the rest of my life, yet at the same time, it simply wasn't a replacement for true intimacy. Do you know what I mean?"

"Yeah. It's less personal."

"But on top of that--" She brings her fist over her mouth as her blushing cheeks spread. "This is never something I thought I'd say to someone. Please forgive me. It's just that, well... have you ever eaten something quite tasty, and then you can't help but want to eat some more, at least every now and then?"

This is a lot different than speaking with Eva or Niki. Even Amara really. This is a mature woman who's pretty emotionally intelligence trying to speak about something that's starting to make me blush too. How can I not? She's so beautiful, and a moth-girl? Not a cat, or rabbit, or anything like that, but a moth. That's a kinky monster girl! Yet when I speak with her, she's not getting completely flustered or yelling in panic. Nor is she trying to step on me or something like that.

You push your chair out and stand tall. Then you make your way around Luna, and as she tries to turn to face you, she's stopped by your hand against her cheek. "I feel the same way, I admit," you whisper.

"But you don't want to sound ****." Her voice is quieter now as well.

You lean down and press your lips against her bare shoulder. From this view, you're given an even more thrilling view down the top of her kimono. It isn't substantially more, but with how loose it's sitting on her body, you're able to see her cleavage.

She gasps at the sensation against her skin, and then she giggles. "Kyle," she whispers your name. "I know you have much to do, as such a strong and important man, but allow us to spend but a brief time together this morning."

"It'd be easier for us to focus on our work, hmm?" You kiss her skin again, though this time, farther up her neck.

Luna nods and lets slip a brief, quiet moan. "Fortunately for me, it doesn't take me long." She turns her head to glance up at you with a wink.

Fortunately for any man lucky enough to bed a bombyx insectrin. Their bodies are so sensitive to stimulation, even if you're a young guy struggling to last, she'll probably still cum once or twice before you do. She knows what I'm capable of though, especially after the Erotrain. But let's just enjoy the morning. There's nothing wrong with a little quickie between a Demon King and his moth.