Tip your seamstress.

Her mind and body erupt into an eruption of pleasure purely by the forceful nudge of your grasp to her upper thigh, parting her legs, as you thrust her up against the wall. The head of your cock parts her lips, and as your shaft pushes up against the insides of her body, she lets out a quivering moan of ecstasy. Her tight warmth feels like an incredible embrace to your cock, and to her the sensation of her body being pulled open and filled after such quiet patience brings her eyes fluttering back, and the tip of her tongue extends out from her mouth. You wrap your lips around hers, and kiss her with heated passion as you push inside her, slowly but sensually, again and again. From ass to tits to antennae atop her head, her body bounces to the rhythmic gyrations of your hips.

You can feel her body pulse and quiver as you fill her with pleasure. Her wings twitch. The gentle mist of dust now setting upon the floor around you is hardly even a concern, and your intense stare into her eyes communicates all that needs to be said. When you first met, she ran a failing business to clients who preferred to ignore her presence. Now she has many friends who care about her, and you especially. It was you who gave her a place to live, and now she can do what she's always wanted, as well as things she didn't even know she did.

Her feelings aren't subtle. She pants and gasps and moans louder than ever before, holding nothing back. Every time your cock caresses through her insides to as deep as you can go, the surge of euphoria is light a shock of lightning across all her nerves. The moment you start to speed up, she loses control completely. At a moderate pace, she still cums. You don't stop, despite her climax, though you do try and soften your relentless **** with gentler thrusts. She melts over your shoulder. "Aahhh, Kyle," she whispers.

After working up enough strength, she begins to nudge you back. It isn't enough to succeed on her own, though you allow it. It's as if she's pushing you back, and she lays you down on the bed to perch on your lap. Her hands **** your shoulders to the bed, and she smiles as she looks you in the eyes for a long, tender moment of unspoken thoughts.

Then she mounts. The weight of her body sinks down over your dick, and with hands upon your chest, she pivots her hips around in a sensual, rhythmic motion, taking you inside and out as her body displays itself overhead for you to enjoy. Though she still doesn't say a word, her half-lidded eyes say to you, "Enjoy". And you do. Your hands reach up to take hold of her bouncing tits, though it isn't just you who's given pleasure. In fact, you couldn't hope to feel as good as she does right now. By the simple caress of your thumbs around her steel-hard nipples, she opens her lips wide, tilts back her head, and lets out one lengthy, **** moan. "Ooohhhhhhh..."

It seems to you that it's becoming difficult for her. Not because she isn't skilled, but because you're made her so weak that she's struggling to properly ride you. So you grasp her hips, and you begin to **** her down. You caress your fingers along her thighs as you guide her along your shaft.

"Ah, aahh... I c-can barely handle this," she admits. Her shivering body looms over you with her double set of wings--a wide silhouette, but one so beautiful. A moth is not so different than an angel, radiant in the light of the moon. Her hair almost seems to glow. "Perhaps I should... have been less patient." When she speaks, her words barely make out through her lips, between panting breaths.

You grasp her cheeks. As you rise up to kiss her with the upmost passion, you roll her down flat on her back and pin her there. Then slipping off the edge, you grasp her legs, spread them apart, and give the girl all she desires. You fuck her hard. "Don't worry," you assure her. "I'll make you cum as many times as you can handle."

"I sh-shouldn't be, aah~! Ah! Aah! Y-Yes! I sh... I shouldn't be this sensitive--Ooohhhh, by the gods yes~!"

"You must really like everyone trying on your outfits."

She can't respond for a time. Her eyes finally squint open, and she looks to you with a face flushed as red as can be. "Especially you," she whispers between whimpering moans.

Again she orgasms.

"Ah, aaah! Ah oohh! Yes, right there!" she screams, but after melting into the bed, she looks to you and begins to beg, "S-Stop. Stop please. Too... Too much."

Your thrusts gradually slow to a halt, and with a gentle caress of your fingers, you slip your grasp from her legs and allow her to rest for a moment.

She finally speaks once again. "I can't handle more. My body is so weary. But can you do something for me?"

You lean down and kiss her upper thigh. As you move your way up, she squirms wildly and her body jolts with a wave of sudden pleasure. "Of course."

"W-Wait." She pulls her legs back, breathing heavily. Then she turns around. She sticks her ass up into the air, and bites her lip as she turns her eyes back to you. "Bend me over, and finish inside. Don't worry. Those potions don't even need to be taken on the same day, so you can fill me to your heart's content."

Without missing a beat, you grab her feet and **** her halfway off the bed's left side. You slip up her body, and wrap your hands around her tits. You then whisper into her ear, "Are you sure? It's going to be a lot."

Those words cause her to melt once again. "Oohhh," she moans. "Please do it already. I can't handle more teasing."

Then after bringing back your hands, you push her back down, and she nudges her ass up--pushing into you, wiggling, begging for it. You don't want to hurt her sensitive skin, so you deliver a firm yet careful smack to her ass cheek, and then thrust your dick deep inside her pussy from behind. You're immediately greeted with a mist of sparkles over your body from her wildly fluttering wings. You kiss up her naked back as you slowly increase your speed, knowing she won't last long enough to draw it out. It's not necessarily. She wants to cum once more, and your balls are aching for release as well.

You slap your thighs up against her ass over and over again. With each thrust, she moans, perhaps each one louder than the one before it. Faster. Harder. You watch her cheeks bounce with each movement of your hips, and when you push her torso down more firmly against the bed with a hand, you can feel her desires burn hotter. With your Kitty Sense, you know exactly how she likes it. Every strike you make lands critically. Such a thing is too much for a moth-girl. They're naturally sensitive, so they were never used as frontline fighters. Though it does make them more tuned to their surroundings, especially with those antennae on her head.

Speaking of which, as you feel her climax near, you bring your fingers up to stroke up both stalks sticking up from her head of cloud-soft hair. As you toy with them, it's like messing with an old TV's antennae. Her mind goes static. Her eyes roll back, and drool runs from her lips as her ability to perceive the world around her fades to nothing but overwhelming sexual euphoria. For a moment, she doesn't even moan. You broke her. Though then, just as you're about to blow, she reaches out and grasps the bed beneath her and screams out her most vocal moan yet. Her ass thrusts back into your thighs, and you let loose an orgasm of your own. The moment you throb into her, she returns the favour with her most intense orgasm so far. You fill her with everything you have, and the sensation pushes her over the edge--not just to orgasm, but her mind itself. She nearly passes out. Just barely, she maintains her consciousness, though once you're finished with her rear, she droops lose to the floor right beside the bed.

You grasp her arms and hoist her back up, laying the moth down on her side. Her chest heaves up and down with hefty breaths. You wonder for a moment if you truly did shatter her mind or not. Recovering from your own climax, you sit down beside her.

With a gentle touch, you run your fingers back through her hair.

At last her eyes open. "Kyle... Sorry about that. I think perhaps I was a little too horny."

You smile and lay down beside her. "You don't need to apologize for that."

She presses her head into your chest. There she remains for yet another quiet moment. "Now you hold me and never let go."

You chuckle. "I am," you say with a hand running down her back. "You don't want to wash up?"

"No."

"So, how long does that silencing object last?"

"Not too much longer. So let's just leave it. We'll fall asleep easier, and it'll naturally disable itself shortly."

"You'd prefer to sleep here tonight?"

She takes hold of the blanket she made for you, and she throws it over to cover you both. "Mhm. Is that a problem?"

You run a thumb over her cheek, and then kiss her gently on the lips. "Not at all."

"You've made a mess of me, Kyle Warren. My body is still shaking."

"I'll try not to do so well next time."

She giggles. "I suppose I've also made a mess of you."

"Sorry half the girls lost the swimsuit you worked so hard on."

"It's all right. I quite like seeing their embarrassment. That doesn't mean I want them to so recklessly ruin what I've crafted, but it makes me feel better. I've come to understand this sort of thing happens around you."

"Oh so it's my fault, huh?"

"Maybe. Or I suppose they'd end up in these situations even if you weren't around, but they'd be all the worse for it. With you around, they feel far more comfortable expressing themselves though, so it's possible they'd have done little at all if you never came into their lives."

"I don't even know what I'd be doing."

"Well, I'm glad you're here. Whatever may happen in the future, know that I'll always care about you. So naturally, if you marry and you aren't happy, allow me to be your mistress."

"That's a wild thing to say."

"Or I can simply make you clothes. When you wear what I've made, it's almost as if I'm embracing you always."

"Your clothing is soft and beautiful, just like yourself."

"Oh Kyle... You don't have to win me over. You already have me right here."

"That isn't going to stop me," you say as you tug her in for another kiss.

She giggles. "I'm so sleep after today."

"Me too. You have a good night, Luna. And I know I will with you here. And this cozy blanket."