The flight to Rockingham, NC on Thursday evening is smooth. There is a problem with the booking of their rooms though. Leaving them all to end up at some creepy motel called the Sunrise Inn.
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Colson's complaining about the room as Luna laughs, pulling things out of her bag. She lights a few candles, throws scarves over the lamp shades and a soft blanket onto the bed. She then cracks him a beer. Taking it from her, he notices how she's changed the ambiance of the room. Cracking her own beer, she stands on the bed, pulling him to her by his shirt.
"C'mon Bunny, Murder Motel's not too bad."
"Murder Motel?" He laughs as she clinks her beer against his before kissing him deeply.
"She's Fucking amazing." He muses, kissing her back happily.
"Where's your guitar?" I wanna show you something."
Luna kisses him long on the lips before jumping off the bed. Colson always has an acoustic with him. She finds it easily. Colson sits on the bed with her while she tunes it. Facing each other, legs crossed. She smiles at him when she looks up. He loves her twinkling blue eyes.
"Alright, it's just something I'm fucking around with, I'm pretty sure it's a chorus to something, if anything." She says suddenly shy; he watches her cheeks flush as he swigs his beer and she begins to strum.
🎼He said//Kitten//I think//You should stay//NY had its//Chance already//Be a Creep//Like me//Too
Screw your anonymity//Loving me//Is all you need//To feel//What we do
We can//Slow dance//To rock music//Kiss//While we do it//Talk//Till the sky//returns to//Blue🎶
Colson feels his dick harden as her voice slides over the lyrics. "She's singing about the night we met." He smiles to himself.
🎶He said//Kitten//I think you should stay//NY had it's//Chance already//Be a Creep//Like you're//Meant too🎶
"What do you think?" She asks reaching for a joint as she finishes.
He takes the guitar from her. Throwing out his own lyrics. Matching her melody.
🎼Moon reflecting//Off your thigh//You are my//Ride or Die🎶
"Ahh!" She shrieks happily, jumping on the bed, hitting the joint.
"Where you think you're going?" He laughs pulling for her.
Luna playfully shrieks again, jumping off the bed. Grabbing her beer. Both laughing, Colson chases after her; around the room and across the couch. Strumming the guitar at her like a playful weapon. Throwing out random lyrics
🎶Smile bright//Eyes//Brilliant Blue//I Wanna//Fuck the shit//Outta you🎶
Laughing too hard, she stumbles trying to make it across the bed where he catches her. Setting the guitar on the floor, Colson pounces on her. Luna tries to wiggle away as he pins her down. Kissing her rapidly all over her face and neck. Still laughing; she wraps her legs around his waist, accepting the attack with smiles. After a minute, he puts both hands on the sides of her face, brushing her hair away.
"I missed you." He says lovingly, looking into her eyes.
Smiling, she says. "Me too."
Throwing her arms around him and kissing him seductively. Passion quickly turns to hunger as they sloppily kiss each other all over. Colson doesn't even bother with her shoulder. He rips her plain white T wide open, revealing her perky breasts dressed in a black lace bra.
Luna lips are plump and full for him as he buries his face in her tits. She unhooks her bra for his eager mouth to reach her nipples. He nibbles at their piercings as she pulls at his shirt. Lifting up, he takes it off as she unbuckles his pants. She slides her jeans and panties off as he kicks his off too.
Biting the scorpion tattoo on her stomach, he moves down, nipping the insides of both of her thighs. He chuckles as she jerks on the bed from his teeth. He then throws her legs over his shoulders before opening his tongue wide. Running it from the bottom of her pussy to the top. Sliding it in between her folds until he hits her clit. She arches her back, moaning as he swirls his tongue around it, sucking firmly on her pussy. She bucks against his face when he pushes his two fingers inside of her.
"OH FUUUCCCKK, BUNNY!" She cries out.
Pulling his head up to her by his hair. Dick raging. He kisses her body as she drags him up to her mouth.
"Who's pussy is it?" He dares her.
"MMMMM... Your pussy." She moans to him as he guides himself inside of her. Pushing in deep. Staying there for a moment, enjoying her body quivering around his cock.
"Welcome home, Bunny." She purrs into his ear.
"FUUUCK, LOONS." He growls.
Thrusting hard, he pins her right arm above her head, careful but still annoyed by her shoulder. He drags his free thumb across her wet, red stained mouth. Luna licks it with her tongue, pulling it into her mouth. This makes him throb as her walls clench around him in pleasure, shifting her hips, pushing him harder into her. Both fucking the other, hard, fast and hungrily. As he puts his hand around her throat, she bucks fiercely.
"Not yet." He warns her.
She can't control herself though, cumming all over him. Feeling her shake and tight pussy pulsate, he can't either. Exploding before gently collapsing on her. Both breathing hard. They lay together, catching their breath. Kissing parts of the other's body that their mouths can reach with only slight movement. Almost drifting off, Colson startles Luna when he pops up suddenly.
"Wanna get real weird in Murder Motel?" He asks with a devilish smile.
"Always." She responds amused.
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Colson's weird is actually really sweet. He takes the candles into the bathroom and draws a bath. Before climbing in, they both bump two 30s, grab a bottle of whiskey, cigarettes and joints. Sitting across from each other sharing a joint in the tiny tub, she asks him why he wanted to take a bath.
"I don't know." He says, feeling the warmth of the percs kick in. "Because it reminded me of being poor and I think that's important." He hits the joint. "Plus, I've never sat in the tub with someone I love before. So, get the fuck over here!"
"You loooove me." She teases.
They laugh at each other, slashing water out of the tub as he spins her around, pulling her back into his chest. He brings the joint to her lips as they lay together in the warm water. Bodies tingling from love and drugs.
"So, tell me. Why'd you hit Phem?" He lazily asks her.
Giggling, she puts her hands in her face. Luna's high. "I don't knowwwww." Colson laughs at her, handing her the bottle. "I do, I do." She says after hitting the bottle, still giggling. "I know why... It was her attitude towards Us and the ludicrous thought that you could control me." They laugh together hard at THAT ridiculousness. Neither realizing the joint is out.
"No one can fucking control you, Looney Tunes." They both can't stop giggling, they are high as fuck.
Perking up, she says. "Oh!" Cranking her neck around to kiss him. "That's a new one. I like it." She tells him as she settles back into his chest and lights a Newport.
"My turn. Why was she hanging on you like that?" She leans back; lifting the cigarette to his mouth she can feel him take a solid drag from under her.
"Honestly... Bad judgment and bad timing." He says exhaling. "She had only walked up on me, like, RIGHT before you did... I said something like... Can you not... And went back to my conversation with Dave, thinking she'd catch the hint if I didn't pay attention to her. I was pretty fucked up and didn't really care about her, Kitten." He husks sheepishly into her ear as they pass the Newport back and forth until it's out.
"Some bitches are like feral cats, Bunny. You gotta shake 'em the fuck off of you immediately." He chuckles at her metaphor, knowing she's right. "I know... " She begins, her voice low from the percs and other drugs. "That we both play different roles in our lives and that certain ideas of us are expected... But how we interact with our co-workers, ex-lovers, friends, fans... Whatever... It shouldn't be the same as how we do with each other. We gotta hold something special for only each other that no one else can touch... You know mean?" Luna gets really philosophical when she's perc high.
"I do." He agrees. Kissing her on her warm cheek. Understanding her concept of loyalty.
"Anyone else I should know about?" She asks. Colson hesitates. "All in, Bunny." She reminds him.
"There's a girl Bleta. Before I met you, we'd been fucking around on and off for the last couple of years. She wasn't happy when I texted her the day after my party telling her I was with someone now."
"The DAY after?" She teases him.
"Fuck, yeah. I knew you were mine the moment I kissed you." He says cockily.
She spins to face him. Legs bent along his sides, sitting in his lap. Her arms wrapped around his neck and a smile, huge on her face.
"Really?" She asks as her eyes dance.
Colson touches the Tiffany's necklace he'd given her while looking into her eyes. "Luna, I loved you for 10yrs before I even knew your name." He pulls her into him for a deep meaningful kiss.
The kiss moves to each other's faces and necks. Touches amplified by a million from the 30s. Sucking and kissing the droplets of water off one another. She feels her body rush and heat up as his dick grows under her. Moving one hand to his shoulders, she lifts herself as he holds her up by her ass cheeks. Using her other hand, she slowly works him into her. Shifting her body and hips to fit him inside of her.
Once in, she rides him steady to his pleasure. Kissing, whispering, giggling and cumming with each. Losing most of their water in the tub at the Murder Motel along the way.