Yes

Luna ignored the throngs of admirers and flew outside after Jake. Her thermal vision allowed her to trace his recent footsteps. His bare feet led to a nearby alleyway a block away from the bank. Carefully, she followed the trail to see Jake frantically wrapping an old newspaper around his waist as a makeshift skirt. Luna chuckled at the silly image.

"Hey, Jake! We're not done yet!" Luna called.

Jack shrieked in fear, nearly dropping the newspaper. He jumped and spun around to face Luna. "You?! Haven't you embarrassed me enough?!"

"I'm not here to fight you," Luna promised. "All I want to do is talk."

She slowly approached him as he continued to rant. "Oh, bullshit! Every time we fight, you strip me naked in front of the whole city! Now I'm supposed to believe you just want to talk?! Can't you go - ?!"

Luna lost her patience and tore the newspaper from him, leaving him buck naked once again. He panicked and tried to cover himself, but Luna grabbed his arms to stop him. "No more of that silliness. You have nothing to be ashamed of. Now, the two of us are naked and exposed to each other equally. We can be open to each other without being afraid or ****."

Luna caught her eyes drifting down to Jake's penis. It was still erect from seeing her at the bank. "And, if it helps, you look pretty good naked."

Jake's eyes went wide at the sudden compliment. "I...really? I mean, you look pretty hot yourself."

"Thank you," Luna said sincerely.

Still holding his hands, Luna flew him to the top of a nearby rooftop and sat him down. She sat opposite from him and made sure to look him in the eye. "Now, Jake, why don't you tell me what this is really about?"