Luna finds herself swigging a bottle of Paul Masson in a small, smokey apartment in Bushwick. Taking a joint from a random person, she feels the rush of familiarity hit her as she absorbs the buzz of the room. There's nothing like being in a tiny hub of musicians exchanging ideas.
"You wanna do this?" Sam asks as Luna passes her the joint.
"Yeah... I don't have a fucking electric though. I've been using Colson's, remember." Luna responds, rubbing her forehead.
"Fuck... I am really unprepared." Luna realizes suddenly and begins to panic while thinking of how she needs to get in touch with her grandmother.
Sam catches Luna's change in facial expression; with a loud whistle, she quiets the room. "Who's got an electric I can borrow for a minute?" She shouts into the full kitchen.
"For what?" Floats into the air.
"To fucking play, ya douche bag." Sam scoffs. "What the fuck do you think for?"
"What shit are you causing now?" Mike asks Sam as he enters the room.
"Luna only has her acoustic and we need an electric TO PRACTICE ON." She shouts the last part in to the resumed room. "Ya got one?" She asks with irritation.
"Yo. Electric. Now." Mike hollers over her head.
"Mine's in the living room." A different voice offers.
Mike throws his hands up at the solution making Sam roll her eyes as she grabs Luna's hand and pulls her towards the living room; she follows easily with the bottle in tow.
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The living room isn't posh by any means. There's amps and speakers, a drum kit is set up the way a suburban family would worship their TV. A ratty couch, lawn chairs and fold out tables are pushed to the sides all around it. It's dirty and has cockroaches with random pieces of artistic creations strawn everywhere; making the young punk happy to be home.
Pulling off her leather and hoodie, Luna's dressed in a simple black T underneath. Kicking on the amp, she tunes the electric she's given while Sam gets comfortable behind the kit. Mike lights a joint as his bass hangs off of his lean body. Luna can't help but notice him as they fuck around on their instruments for a few moments, each finding their own footings.
"Try it out?" She finally asks to their nods.
Plucking a few strings before she begins to strum specific notes; she flips through D, C, A and G. They're the primary chords of the song as Mike and Sam follow behind her lightly with the same melody. Finally the singer comes in with her voice low and haunting.
🎼Tell me
What's so
Entitled
Aaaabout
Yoooou
Treating women
Cheap
Like
Yooooou need
Toooo
Why can't you
See we're
Just
As Strong as
Yooou
Come on
Boy
I wanna
Hear you
Speak your
Truuuuuth🎶
The song follows a soft/hard formula with Luna's voice adding a taunting sweetness to the aggressive lyrics as it rips through certain biting ones and she wails with inquisitive anger. Sam and Mike throw out equal amounts of fierce energy through their instruments with her. They run through IT ten or fifteen times, tweaking different notes and lines together. Each time playing louder and with more raw passion as they become comfortable with each other and the song.
The electricity is pumping, creating a surprisingly mixed audience that roars along with them as they finish up. With many singing the entire song and all singing the chorus, there's definitely something undeniable in the air.
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Taking a break from practicing, Luna needs a little breathing space. Sam follows her downstairs for a cigarette with Mike behind them.
"This is either gonna be a hit or you're about to become America's Hottest FemiNazi." He declares, lighting his own Marlboro.
Sam glares at him as she pulls on her Camel. Luna just stares. Contemplating his words.
"Probably the latter but I don't give a FUCK." Luna finally answers with a shrug before taking another drag. "They wanted a second song... They're gonna get a second song. It's not my problem if people are uncomfortable with the truth."
"I hope one of those assholes from Chicago sees it too." Luna thinks to herself. Having practiced the song with Sam and Mike, she feels confident in how they sound and feel together. Catching the attention of others while practicing the same song over and over, she feels good about their stage presence. Performing comes naturally to Luna and she enjoys it with all her heart. What she does not enjoy is the rest of the nonsense that comes along with it. "Fuck... I hope she keeps it light... " Her mind trails off; truly only worried about the interview. Luna doesn't mind discussing politics but she hates giving up any details on her personal life and she knows that's what Ellen is going to want.
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In another state it's late. Casie's sleeping and Colson misses Luna. He had tried to call her but it rang straight through. Stepping into the bathroom, he Snaps her; hoping to get her attention as he wonders what she's doing.
"I fucking hate when she goes." He sighs to himself; leading the double edged sword of loving an independent woman to slice right through him.
Looking at his schedule, he realizes he's on his way to Arizona. Not Idaho. Confused on why Luna thought Idaho, he begins to formulate a plan.
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Back at Sam's, Luna changes out of her clothes and lights a joint. Finally reaching for her phone to text her grandmother regarding her guitar she finds a missed call and Snap from Colson. Missing him, she calls first. With no answer she opens the Snap and immediately snickers at it's content.
"This Motherfucker." She thinks as she shakes her head with a huge smile and Snaps him back.
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Colson wakes up as soon as The Bus stops to a sleeping Casie and Luna's Snap. He's in Phoenix, AZ. Her, New York City. Looking at his phone, his dick and heart rage for his woman.
"Take a shower and handle your business." He groggily coaxes himself out of bed.
Hitting the single shower, Colson strokes his massive hard on away. Thinking of Luna as he pulls on his cock, he imagines all the different times he's fucked her in it's tiny stall. Her strong thighs and tight pussy wrapped around him. Eyes closed, leaned against the wall, he strokes harder and faster as images fly through his mind. He cums with the jolt of the memory of her teeth sinking into his neck as she had consumed his entire being. Heady and satisfied, Colson steps out of the shower. Still missing Luna as he burns and snorts the amount of Adderall that it'll take to start his day and mission.
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Luna is so grateful to see her grandmother in MidTown and it's not just because she has her electric guitar. Even though Luna's still pissed at Patti for booking her, she LOVES her Mom-Mom and it's been harder to be away from her than she'll readily admit.
"Hi!" Luna shines bright as she hugs the older punk.
The busy City streets whirl around them while all is silent inside their hug. This makes Luna a bit more happier to be home. Holding hands with her Mom-Mom, Sam and Mike follow behind them as they head inside.
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Upstairs they're greeted by Ellen personally. Taping in NYC, she's taking full advantage of the convenient request.
"I'm so sorry to hear of Porscha's mother." Patti tells her friend as she grips her hands.
"Thank you. She's doing much better." Ellen squeezes her friend back.
"You ready, Kiddo?" She asks, turning to Luna.
"I don't know... How bad you gonna fuck with me?" She blatantly asks.
"Enh... Ya never know!!" Ellen grins as she wiggles away.
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"Come on, Peanut... We gotta hustle." Colson tells his daughter as he holds her hand.
With only their carry ons, they move quickly through LaGuardia. Ashleigh had confused the dates when talking to Luna, thinking they would be farther west. This put Colson and Casie on a flight before daybreak; they'll be doing a lot of traveling today.
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Dressed in a baby blue slip dress, fishnets and Docs; Luna's hair is messy while she performs Nightmare on only her acoustic. It isn't far from the way she'd played the SNL gig with Ashley and The Boys but it is softer with only her guitar and voice wrapping around the strong lyrics.
The performance is simple and incredibly raw with no backing track. Shocking anyone who's never heard her stripped down, Luna's vocals are unforgiving as they stand alone. The emotional layers to her notes making the message loud and clear.
"WOWZA!!!" Ellen approaches her clapping after she finishes. Looking into the camera, Ellen tells her audience that they'll be right back with THAT Brooklyn Bitch as Luna takes her guitar off and stands up from the stool she'd been sitting on. "That was amazing!" Ellen exclaims to Luna as they take a commercial break.
"Thank you!" Luna beams as she gives her a hug.
Walking over to check on her grandmother, she can't find her. Only Sam and Mike and they don't know where she is. Being called back for the interview, Luna shrugs it off.
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"And we're back with THAT Brooklyn Bitch." Ellen cues them from the commercial break. "Who just performed her #1 single Nightmare ALONE but it does feature Halsey." Ellen turns to Luna. "Congratulations! It's such an incredibly powerful song. Now, I understand all the proceeds go to the Yellowhammer organization? How'd you become involved with that?" Ellen asks Luna before looking down at her notes and back up again.
Smiling, Luna thanks Ellen. She feels so uncomfortable in the bright studio and white chair. "Yes. All proceeds go through Yellowhammer... Uhm, Halsey and I linked up with them last month when Alabama decided that a group of men should have the final say on what happens with things that they don't have." Luna states while leaning back and moving both of her hands in circular motions to showcase her abdomen and vagina; making sure to drive her point home. "There are only THREE Planned Parenthoods currently functioning in the ENTIRE state. They are being used to provide anything from birth control to STI testing to cancer screenings. Since the government wanted to pull their funding, Yellowhammer has been able to provide the cash flow to keep them open. So, THANK YOU to everyone who has DONATED. STREAMED. Or BOUGHT. ANY. Of the Nightmare merch. WHICH SOLD OUT!!! THANK YOU!!!" She exclaims, moving her hands around in amazement. Luna looks directly into the camera with her words. She may not like it but as said before, she knows how to speak to people. And give good plug. "Everyone who has supported this song is in some way, in turn, supporting the women of Alabama, and the US, the RIGHT to make choices for ourselves and the separation of body and state... Which shouldn't even be a THING. Sooo... again, THANK YOU." Luna says firmly with immense gratitude while still talking with her hands, emphasizing certain words as the audience applauds her. If she's going to be forced onto television, Luna figures she'll utilize it the best she can. Ellen applauds her also before digging into the celebrity gossip.
"The video is pretty iconic too. You've got A LOT of powerful women with you... How did you get so many famous faces to match up their schedules to shoot that?" She asks with intrigue.
It wasn't just Luna. Or Ashley and Luna. It was all of them and it was pretty fucking amazing. Setting an unknown president inside people, women and the Industry that weekend.
"That was an act of the universe, honestly. They passed the law Friday morning. Halsey and I had the song written within an hour and recorded it before the end of the day. We both sent out rough copies that night to all of our friends, inviting them and anyone else who wanted to come to the shoot the next day. Like, no one's manager talked to anyone else's. We just had a major group chat going on." Luna laughs. "That EXPLODED... I mean, I don't know Beyoncé personally... so when she arrives on set unannounced, you KNOW that this thing you're doing is WAAAY bigger than you thought it was." Luna looks at Ellen with eyes wide in pure wonder and satisfaction.
Ellen nods. She's always liked Luna and respects how she seems to follow in both of her grandparents social rebellion. "That's pretty amazing and as you all know... It speaks volumes..." Ellen says before Luna cuts her off.
"It is. And it's exciting on so many levels because if this song can speak SO loudly and it's context resonates so hard that it's at the forefront of pop music... That means we're TALKING. That means we know there's a problem to fix and we're angry about it. And Ellen, you know, with anger comes change. That's what we want. Change. Equality. Simple fundamental rights. Girls don't just wanna have fun. We wanna... We want to. And DESERVE to stand beside those who think they're entitled and equipped to make major decisions that effect tons of people who aren't like them." Luna shrugs as she ends her stance, she's not just talking about women.
Not realizing how quickly Luna can bend a conversation to her will, Ellen struggles a bit to regain control of the interview. "No. What you're doing is admirable. You are me but for women's rights." Ellen let's out a light chuckle. "So... I do wanna play Five Truths with you. I'm gonna ask you five questions and you have to answer them truthfully." Ellen informs Luna.
"Motherfucker." Luna thinks as she shakes her head at Ellen with a nervous grin.
"Number One... And remember I've known you long enough to know if you're lying." Ellen smirks at her.
Luna can't help but roll her eyes as she sighs. "Number One?" She asks Ellen as she perks up her shoulders and sets her hands in her lap.
"Nuuuumber One... What's your real name?" Ellen stares her in the eyes.
"What??" Luna asks, completely caught off guard.
"What is your legal name?" Ellen cocks her eye.
Luna glares at Ellen. "Luna Adelaide Smith." She answers leerily.
"I knew that." Ellen smirks.
"I KNOW you did." Luna shoots back sarcastically.
"I had to see if you'd tell the truth or not." Ellen brushes her off with thrown hands. "Number Two... What's your favorite thing to eat?"
"Cheeseburgers." Luna answers without a thought.
"Number Three... What happened to your grandmother's pottery bowl?"
With this Luna reels back with a scowl. Now understanding what this fucking game is about. Sighing, she shakes her head with a smile.
"You guys think you're slick." She snarks back. Turning to the audience, her thumb jerks towards Ellen while she scans the room for Patti. Surprisingly, she still can't find her. This sends a weird feeling of where the fuck are you pulsating through Luna. "She's friends with my Mom-Mom. What you're witnessing here, is a homemade lie detector test. On TV. YAY ME." She chuckles with another eye roll as she flashes her jazz hands. "For the PARENTS out there." She continues, now pointing with finger guns flaring at anyone in her range; live or recorded. "NO. DO NOT TRY THIS AT HOME." Luna deadpans with another light laugh, hands thrown up as her brilliant smile shines with irritated intensity. "We won't tell you anything." Her shrug showcasing her honesty and irritation.
Ellen leans up grinning. Knowing she's been caught she looks up at Patti before proceeding.
"Five Truths." She reminds Luna with a chuckle.
"Fine." Luna sighs. "My grandma took a trip to London when I was like 15yrs old. I was really irresponsible and had a house party. Some kids broke it on accident. I'm really sorry, Mom-Mom." She answers; only giving the details she wants, as always. Ellen glances into the audience to her friend's nod of approval. What Luna didn't reveal is that she took part in the breaking also while trying to turn it into a bong. Kids do stupid shit.
"Okay... Number Four. What's your biggest fear?" Ellen continues.
"Deep sea diving." Luna answers.
"Really?" Ellen looks at her inquisitively.
"Yeah... The idea of not being able to reach the surface with an empty tank freaks me out. I even get nervous coming up in the pool off the high di... " Luna tries to explain as the top from the table between them flies up.
"RAAAWWWWWWRRRR!!!!" Shouts someone as they burst out of it.
"MOTHAFU... " Explodes out of Luna's mouth. Shocking the shit out of her, she jumps back in her seat. Drawing up both fists, she almost swings before she recognizes the laugh. Ellen watches as Luna freaks out, erupting into laughter herself. "BUUUUNNY!!!" Luna shouts in shock and relief while Colson climbs out of the box laughing as he smothers her with his body and kisses. Confused, she kisses him back before pulling away. "What are you... " Luna looks around perplexed. "Where's Case?" She asks as he perches himself on the arm of her chair.
"She's with your grandmom." He kisses her head with the answer after pointing into the crowd. Sure enough, Casie is sitting right next to Patti; grinning and waving at Luna.
"Heey Dilla!!" Luna exclaims when she finds them. "What are you guys doing here?" She asks, turning back to Colson.
"Ash mixed up the dates, so we popped out to support you and check out the listing." Colson explains, melting Luna's heart.
"I fucking love you." Luna whispers as she touches his face and reaches up for another kiss.
"Aren't you two cute!!" Ellen gushes while still laughing. "We'll get back to that but first... Last question. Number Five... Who is the most influential person in your life?" Ellen continues to question Luna.
"These bitches are ridiculous." Luna thinks to herself.
"Am I supposed to... " Luna tries to ask a question.
"Five Truths." Ellen tries to sound stern. "Most influential person in your life?"
"What the fuck is happening???" Luna is so completely out of her element.
"Uh... Crap... There's so many who make me, Me." She looks up at Colson. "But... I mean, my Mom-Mom. She top notch gave me my core being." Luna answers honestly. Ellen smiles before teasing her about saying that just to make Patti happy. "I'm not. I love my Mom-Mom, Man." Luna shakes her off with a pure grin.
"So, you love your grandmom. What about this guy?" Ellen asks pointing at Colson. "I heard you two are getting married soon... "
Luna looks up at a beaming Colson. He's sitting on the left side of her chair, where he jumped out to scare her, right arm resting carelessly around her where it belongs. Luna can't get a word out.
"Yeah." Colson answers for the both of them.
This perks Ellen up, she loves unexpected details. "Oooh yeah?? When you kids gonna do it?" She asks the question most of the world already knows.
"Fuuuuuck my liiiiiiife." Luna thinks, feeling incredibly exposed. "There are people I still need to tell." Her mind worries.
"EstFest. Come one. Come all." He answers as he looks down at Luna; her hands are between her thighs and he can feel the anxiety tensing in her shoulders as he notices her knee rocking. Colson strokes the back of her hair, calming her soul.
"What is this EstFest?" Ellen inquires. Colson goes on to describe the festival; detailing Mod's set and the extra day added along with the waterslide and thousands of other activities. Ellen comments that it sounds a lot crazier than her own wedding. Colson agrees with a belly laugh as Luna watches and her heart rages for him. "You two have a Top 10 single also, correct?" Ellen is now interviewing them together.
"Yes. Bad Things." Luna finally speaks. "It's off his Hotel Diablo album which drops July 5th." Always plugging and making Colson kiss the top of her head again with pride at the same time.
"Think we could get a performance?" Ellen coaxes.
"And drop the other?" Luna bargains.
"No." Ellen shuts her right down.
Looking back up at Colson, Luna shrugs. They discuss On Air with Ellen how they'd do it before she takes them out for another commercial break. Promising a performance to her excited audience.
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"I can't believe you're here!!" Luna tells Colson as she wraps her arms around his waist, snuggling into his chest.
"I go where you go, Kitten." He grins while lifting her chin to plant a solid kiss on her lips.
"Fuck, I love him." She thinks as his words stick to her heart.
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"And now... THAT Brooklyn Bitch and Machine Gun Kelly with Bad Things." Ellen introduces them.
Luna and Colson are sat together behind a piano that the producers had found for them. Exchanging knowing looks, he pecks her cheek as she begins to play.
🎼I know
I'm outta my head
But I haven't lost my mind
How is that you know
The Bad Things I like
Oh Bunny, I can't explain it
What can I say
It's kismet, Ain't it?🎶
Luna opens with the chorus, Colson coming in strong behind. His hand is on her thigh as she continues playing the melody on the piano. They share the mic when they sing to each other about tattoos and wanting each other forever.
Their performance is really sweet and incredibly intimate. Both ab libbing lyrics at different points and grinning at each other from start to finish. Anyone watching can feel the genuine love that radiates between the two of them.
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Back in the Hot Seat, Luna and Colson are now sat on a loveseat together talking to Ellen. She asks how they met and Colson happily tells her the story of The Girl in the Cheetah Print Coat as Luna blushes.
"But you really only met in April and you're getting married in August?" Ellen grills them.
Looking at Colson, Luna shrugs with a smile. "When you know you know." She answers.
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Back OnStage, now with Sam and Mike, Luna tunes her guitar as the lights go down. Stepping up to the mic she begins the simple chords.
They start off low and haunting. Luna curling her voice around the lyrics like a sly cat.
🎼Tell me
What's so
Entitled
Aaaabout
Yoooou
Treating women
Cheap
Like
Yooooou need
Toooo
Why can't you
See we're
Just
As Strong as
Yooou
Come on
Boy
I wanna
Hear you
Speak your
Truuuuuth🎶
Keeping with the beat Luna changes the tone of her voice. Making it sound sweet and inquisitive around the nasty lyrics.
🎶Did we
Ask you for IIIIT
When we begged
Was it
Niiice
While we
We're asking
For IIIT
Did we
Beg you twiiice🎶
Sam and Mike kick in a little harder as the pop punk melody flows. Luna's voice picks up a hint of aggression while growling certain lyrics.
🎶Anytime
We try to
Go out
And have
Some fuuuun
We can feel
Your eyes
Wishing for
Xray visiooooon🎶
Belting now, Luna's voice is raw. Angry and taunting. The Band roaring behind her.
🎶MOTHER NATURE
GRANTED YOU
A GUUUUUNNN
WHEN WILL YOU
LEARN TO CONTROL
YOUR WEAPOOOOON🎶
Colson is standing off to the side with Ellen. "She's fucking incredible." He thinks as he watches her rip through the song, strong and confident.
The Band drops down low as Luna softens. Pretty voice still holding it's snarl.
🎶Did we
Ask you for IIIIT
When we begged
Was it
Niiice
While we
We're asking
For IIIT
Did we
Beg you twiiice🎶
Mike hits a small bass solo as Luna hums along with him. Sam and her jump back in with him in time for Luna to hit the unforgiving bridge.
🎶They say
If you
Dress like That
It means
You waaant IT
And
I can dooo
What III want
Toooo
And
If you
Act like Thaaaat
It means
You waaant IT
So I can
Taaaake from
Yooou🎶
Luna runs a guitar solo over top of Sam and Mike before they kick in their hardest. Each note and lyric getting stronger and more raw as they play with Luna wailing her point across.
🎶But
We're not
Asking for IIIT
We just wanna
Live our liiives
You're who's
Begging for IIIIT
Learn to stop
At once
No need to ask
TWIIICE
YEAH
WE'VE BEEN ASKING
FOOOR IIIT
WE'VE BEEN BEGGING
OUR WHOLE LIIIIIVES
WE'RE DONE
ASKING FOOOR IIIT
DEMANDING
OUR RESPECT
WE'RE DONE BEING
Niiicce
Ooohh... Oooohhh... Ooohhh🎶
The tune comes to an abruptly soft end with Luna cooing over the last few chords. Ellen is shocked by the performance as she claps them out to another commercial break.
"Holy shit, Luna." She says approaching her with wild eyes. "I don't know if The Network will let us run that."
"Be a shame if they didn't." Luna simply shrugs.
Colson comes up from behind, lifting her off the ground. Layering the back of her neck with kisses.
"You were fucking amazing!!" He breathes into her hair.
Turning around, she thanks him with a warm embrace and deep lip lock. Just as Casie and Patti come up to them.
"Looney!!" Casie shouts as Luna turns to squeeze her tightly.
"Oh, LunaBug. I'm so proud of you!!" Patti gushes as she hugs her grandmother.
Once Luna changes and they collect their things and say their goodbyes to Ellen before hitting the street.
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Outside, Luna introduces Colson to Mike. They make pleasantries as Patti hails a cab. The next stop on Colson and Casie's Traveling Adventure is Brooklyn Heights to check out the brownstone Luna's interested in.
Luna and Sam say goodbye to Mike with Luna thanking him for his help. Mike tells her no problem and to hit him up if she ever needs a bassist. Colson watches and feels a burst of jealousy when Mike pulls her into his body with one arm wrapped around her tiny waist. He glances at Colson over her head as he squeezes her tightly against him.
"Did that motherfucker just... " Colson's brain is about to explode as Patti ushers them into the cab.
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Monica meets them at The Brownstone. It is beautiful.
The home is newly renovated with the original wood molding and pocket doors. Casie runs through laughing as her voice and footsteps vibrate off the high ceilings, wooden floors and natural acoustics. Sam wanders after Casie as the realtor shows Colson, Luna, Monica and Patti specific amenities and features. There's a small hidden yard in the back. Tucked under Colson's arm, Luna thinks it's perfect.
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"Christen it?" Colson asks with a devious grin as he scoops Luna up; they're in the master bathroom.
Kissing all over her neck, she wraps her legs around his waist. Pulling her closer to him, he kisses her mouth as I missed yous escape between the two of them.
"I caaaan't." Luna pouts. "I'm on my period."
"I hate that fucking thing." Colson complains.
"I know, Bunny." Luna sighs as she slips off the sink. "Doesn't mean I can't do bad things to you though." She continues coyly while undoing his belt and jeans and Colson shimmies out of them. Luna runs her hands up his bare thighs as she kisses on his collarbone. Looking up into his eyes, she's just as devious. "We'll just have to christen it a different way." She grins.
Pulling his briefs down with her as she drops to her knees, Colson leans back against the wall as Luna licks up, down and all around his hard cock. Soaking him before slipping his huge member into her warm mouth.
"Ahhhh. Fuuuuck, Kitten." He groans in pleasure as he runs his fingers through her hair. Using both her hands to work his sopping dick, Luna glides him along the sides and rim of her mouth. Rolling her tongue on his head as he reaches the entrance. Sucking fiercely, she pushes deeper when he hits the back of her throat. Holding him there as she sucks with force and hums, knowing that's the ticket. "Fuuuuckkkkk." Colson whines as he cums in her mouth.
"Hey Dad." Casie's voice floats through the bathroom door as it begins to open.
Scared shitless, Colson throws his left arm against the door. Luna's still on her knees, slightly paralyzed with a bit his cum still lingering on her bottom lip.
"Be right out, Case!! Go find Pat!!" He shouts looking down at Luna.
"Okay... " The little girl's voice drifts away.
Looking up at him, Luna sucks the remainder of his seed off her lip. Even though he just came, her actions make him ache to be inside of her.
"When the FUCK are you gonna learn to lock the God Damn door?" She asks as she shakes her head and rolls her eyes.
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"WE'LL TAKE IT!!" Luna and Colson say in unison as they come bounding down the stairs.
"Yeah?" Asks the realtor. "Do you still wanna see the stu... "
Luna cuts her off with her hand up; knowing she wants to keep that space to herself. "Not today. We want this one though definitely." She says confirming her and Colson's wants.
"Okay." The realtor nods.
They talk a bit about closing. Luna not feeling the need to pay attention while Monica works out logistics. Agreeing both of their names will be on the deed, they expect to be able to close before the end of the month. Strolling around together, Luna's arm is around Colson's waist with his around her shoulders as they admire their new home.
"We have a home, Bunny." She beams up at him.
"And pets." He reminds her.
"Oooh fuck, yeah we do. I mean if they're still alive." She realizes with worry.
"They are. Jillian, my cleaning lady cleans their bowl and feeds them each week when she comes by." He reassures her.
"Really???" She looks up at him with undying love. "You're so fucking awesome." She declares as she tip toes to kiss him.
---------------------------------------------------
Back out onto the pavement, Casie looks up at The Brownstone. "We're gonna live here?" She asks.
"Kinda... " Luna begins to answer. "It's like Daddy's house in LA... Now when we come to NY, you'll have your own bedroom instead of us having to sleep in a hotel." She explains.
"Cool." Casie nods. "So now I live in Cleveland, LA AND NEW YORK CITY." She grins, making Luna live for and love the contentment on her Dilla's face.
"Yup, you're bi-coastal, Baby!!!" She says with a laugh.
"What's that mean?" Casie questions her as a cab pulls up.
Having to be back in Phoenix before 8P, Colson scoots Casie into the back seat with promises of explaining once they're on their way after she's hugged Luna, Sam and Patti goodbye. Taking Luna into his arms, Colson kisses her lightly as apleased smile playing on his lips.
"Pets. A home. Marriage. You think you can handle all this mainstream living there, Riot Grl?" He teases Luna in between kisses.
"With you? Absolutely. We do what we want and twist Norman Rockwell to fit our punk view." She grins as she kisses him back.
There aren't any other words that need to be said between them. One Look holds it all. They kiss each other firmly and passionately before separating.
Colson touches her key as him and Casie make their way to JFK. Luna rolls her padlock between her fingers as she sits in a separate cab with Sam and her grandmother. They're headed to see about wedding dresses.