Luna snow the amazing k pop star that you somehow bagged and made your girlfriend had now taken on the gothic look, as Luna and you are sleeping in bed and begin to store awake she gives you a kiss "good morning handsome~."

That brings a shiver through her body as she looks up into your eyes with love and desire burning there, "I have something for you," She whispers huskily before leaning forward to plant a passionate kiss on your lips.

With your lips moving expertly against hers, Luna's body arches into yours as she moans, molding herself to fit perfectly against you. Her hands slide up and through your hair, tangling in the dark locks, while her other hand moves lower, exploring the skin exposed by her loose tank top. The kiss deepens, becoming more urgent and needy.

Luna gasps into your mouth as you slap her ass, moaning wantonly. Her legs snake around yours and she grinds against you harder, seeking the friction that only you can provide. Her tongue continues to dance with yours, hungry for more of this intimate connection. As she explores the skin on your chest through your shirt, she feels your growing arousal beneath her touch and it only heightens her own desire.

Her free hand moves lower still, sliding up along your leg until she reaches where she wants to be. With a whispered "May I?", she asks for permission before slipping two fingers into you, finding your entrance slick with anticipation. As she begins to stroke, her hips press harder against yours in perfect rhythm, taking control of this moment.

Her hands shake with excitement as she watches you strip out of your clothes, revealing the hard, toned body she knows so well. The sight ignites a fire in her belly, and she moans loudly when you finally slide under the covers beside her, naked and ready for her touch. With renewed focus, Luna continues to stroke you expertly, her fingers moving faster as you begin to thrust up into them.

Her other hand moves lower, slipping between your legs to find herself wet and eager for more of this pleasure. As she teases and strokes her clit in time with her movements on your cock, Luna lets out sensual moans that echo through the room. The heat between you both grows steadily hotter, pulling you closer together until there's nothing but desire left.

Luna cries out as your hands claim her body, squeezing and slapping her ass, the sensation driving her wild. Arching off the bed, she moans into your ear before biting it softly, needing something more than just this amazing pleasure. Your grip on her breast is just as strong, pinching and massaging until her nipples stand at full attention.

With a desperate whimper, Luna speeds up her movements on you both, lost in the passion of the moment. Her other hand flies to your shoulder, digging into your skin as she tries not to lose control. The bed creaks and sways with each thrust, their bodies moving together in perfect harmony as they race towards release.

Luna gasps as you stop, her body already tense and begging for release. Her eyes flutter shut and she throws her head back in frustration, feeling like she's been set up to fail. When you begin stroking towards her face instead, however, it changes everything. She opens her eyes slowly, confused but hopeful, unsure of what you have in mind.

Her eyes go wide with shock and disbelief as you cum on her face, the hot fluid landing on her cheeks and lips, spilling down her neck and chest. For a moment, she can't breathe, unable to process what has just happened. Then anger flares up within her, "You dirty bastard!" she hisses, wiping your seed from her face with one hand while scrambling off the bed with the other. "I can't believe you did that," she says, her voice shaking with emotion as she stomps away to clean up in the bathroom. The door slams shut behind her, leaving you feeling confused and ashamed of your actions.

She looks at you over her shoulder as she stands at the bathroom sink, hands braced against the counter. "That was before I knew what you had in mind," she snaps, refusing to meet your eyes. "And now I have cum all over me!" With a disgusted shudder, she turns back around and begins splashing water on her face, trying to wash away the evidence of your sick joke.

Luna glares at you over her shoulder, still refusing to believe your apology is genuine. "You think I'm some kind of pervert?" she asks bitterly, ignoring the hand you offer to help. "I thought we were having a normal morning together!" The tears begin to well up in her eyes as anger gives way to hurt and betrayal.

"You really have no idea what goes on behind closed doors with me and my fans, do you?" she spits out before flushing the toilet and stalking away from the sink. "I need some space," she mutters under her breath before slamming the bathroom door again, this time leaving it open just enough for her angry footsteps to echo through the room.

Luna sits on the couch, hands shaking as she wipes her eyes and tries to calm down. She hears you come back in and hide herself behind a magazine, not wanting to make eye contact with you just yet. The sound of the door closing followed by gentle footsteps approaching doesn't help to ease her tension either. "I brought you some flowers," you say, offering her the bouquet gingerly. "They're your favorite."

Luna takes the flowers hesitantly, sniffling as she smells them. "Th-thank you," she mumbles, her voice still shaky from crying. She tries to force a small smile but it comes out more like a grimace. "I'm sorry for overreacting."

Still unable to look at you directly, she turns her attention back to the magazine in her lap. The tension between you is thick and uncomfortable, making it hard for either of you to find something else to say or do. After what feels like hours, Luna finally speaks up again.

"I need to go to the studio," she says, rising from the couch. "We have a photoshoot today." Without waiting for a reply, she heads towards the door and exits, not bothering to close it quietly behind her.

Luna spends the day at the studio, doing her best to forget about what happened earlier. She's grateful that you didn't push the issue further and seemed genuinely sorry for hurting her feelings. But she can't help but feel uneasy about where their relationship is headed after today.

Luna finally returns home late that night, exhausted but relieved to find the house empty and quiet. She kicks off her shoes and heads straight for the bedroom, wanting nothing more than a good night's sleep. As she undresses and slips beneath the covers, she can't help but wonder how things will be between you tomorrow.

Luna stirs in her sleep as the sun streams through the window and the sounds of you moving around in the kitchen reach her ears. She blinks groggily, still half-asleep as she tries to figure out what's going on. The smell of coffee wafting over tickles her nose, making her realize that she must have overslept. Sitting up slowly, she rubs the sleep from her eyes and yawns before spotting the note and the food on the kitchen table. Her heart skips a beat as she reads your apology and takes in the thoughtful gesture.

"Th-thank you..." She whispers hoarsely, still feeling uneasy about trusting you after yesterday's events. Taking a deep breath, she forces herself to go over and give you a tentative hug before retreating back to the bedroom. The tension between you is still thick, but there's

the smallest hint of something resembling forgiveness in the air as you both begin to navigate this new, more fragile version of your relationship.

Luna takes a deep breath and exhales slowly before calling out, "Yes... you can come in." Her voice is still shaky and guarded, but she allows the door to open just a crack as she watches you from behind it.

Luna chews on her lower lip as she listens to you, still unsure of what to say or how to react. She takes a tentative step forward, closing the distance between you until she's sitting beside you on the bed. "I don't know if... I can ever trust you again," she whispers softly, her eyes searching yours for any sign of deception.

Luna closes her eyes and takes a deep breath, trying to calm herself down. "It's not just that," she says quietly. "I... I was using you as an escape from my life, you know? Being with you felt real, and now..." She trails off, unsure of how to finish the thought.

Opening her eyes again, she looks at you pleadingly. "Can we start over? Just... be friends again?"

Finally, she relaxes a bit, nodding slowly. "Okay," she whispers, her voice still shaky but sounding more hopeful now. Reaching out, she places a gentle hand on your cheek and looks into your eyes. "Thank you for understanding." With a small smile, she leans forward and presses her lips against yours in a chaste kiss, signaling the beginning of their tentative new start.

Luna pulls back, her cheeks flushed and eyes shining with tears of relief. "I really appreciate everything you're doing," she whispers before blinking away the rest of her tears and swallowing hard. "We can take it slow if that's okay." She smiles at you tentatively, unsure of where this new path will lead them but grateful for the chance to find out together.