A Good Night's Sleep
After relaxing in the bath for a short while, I felt waves of tiredness roll over me. I was ready to go to sleep. I told Luna that I would jump out first and give me a few minutes to get dried off. I left the bath and dried off before slipping on the much larger of the two bathrobes. I called back to Luna that I was done, had the basket of old clothes and toiletries and would be waiting out in the hall for her. I waited in the hall for a few minutes until Luna came out of the door, bathrobe hugging her feminine curves and her hair wrapped into a bun.
After taking in the charming sight, I cleared my throat to refocus myself before leading us to the stairwell to our room on the upper floor. I checked our key and saw that the number 230 was written on it. Reaching the top of the stairs, we found room 202 on the left and 201 on the right. Our room was the last one on the left-hand side of the main hall. We passed several smaller halls that ran off from the main hallway as we made our way down to the end. I noticed something was a little different about the room as I stood in front of the door and saw that the number plaque was in the shape of a heart. All the rooms we had passed so far had a plaque that looked like a small scroll. Expecting further trouble inside, I opened the door with the key.
My eyes fell upon the bed as I let out a sigh at the misconstrued nature of our relationship. The raised platform held a large bed covered in red sheets. Standing against the wall was the heart-shaped headboard. I looked to Luna to see what her reaction was. Strangely though, she was not blushing but instead had her head cocked to the side as she was confused about something. "What's up, Luna?" I called out to her. "What's up?" she responded, confused by my otherworldly slang. "It is a greeting or question from my homeland to ask someone to tell you about their current life situation or what has happened since you last saw them. The other way it is used, which is how I am using it now, is to show that you have noticed that someone looks perturbed by something or looks like they want to say something or have a question."
Luna, listening attentively to my explanation, nodded and answered my original question, "I was just wondering if all hotel rooms look like this? I was usually left in the slave room out in the stable loft at most places." "Umm, no, this room is a bit unique. Most large hotels will have a room like this. It is called the honeymoon suite." Watching Luna's still non-understanding face, I double-checked the glossary in my AR display to confirm that a honeymoon was a tradition here. I continued by further explaining, "A honeymoon is the one or two-week period after a couple gets married. Typically they travel somewhere to relax together, get a hotel room such as this, with a 'romantic' vibe and... umm... consummate their marriage by mating."
Finally getting it, her face turned scarlet as her focus drifted downwards from my eyes to below my waist. Eyes are up here, lady. "Master, did you choose this room because you want me to give you a litter?" Luna whispered out from behind the bangs that had fallen to cover her downturned face. "No, no, no. I didn't choose it. Emma gave it to us. I took her recommendation in good faith. I had not realized that she thought we were newlyweds. I would not want to use our compact as master and slave to get you to do that. I can go ask her for a different room if it makes you feel uncomfortable."
She pressed her finger to my lips to cut off the torrent of words that were gushing out of me. "Master, I understand that you did not have those intentions in mind. And I know you would never use your position to take advantage of me." I left out a long breath as I had my guilt assuaged by Luna's understanding. Luna grabbed our packages from shopping, which Emma had delivered to the room along with our rucksack. Luna unpacked all of our belongings and new clothing, with the clothing being put away into a set of wardrobes that were in the room for us to use. I snatched a pair of boxers from the pile Luna was sorting. In the corner of the room was a folded set of dressing screens. I set them up for a private area for us to use when we change.
I told Luna to use what she needed from the toiletries and change out here while I would go behind the screen to change. Luna quickly disappeared behind the screen for a minute before reappearing and telling me she had used what she needed.
In the dressing area was also a small countertop where I had set up a washbasin and a spittoon that were already in the room, which my AR had helpfully explained as being used for spitting out water after cleaning your teeth. I grabbed a tooth stick from our toiletries and cleaned my teeth before using the de-deodorizing powder on my armpits. I then slipped on my new boxers. The tailoring in this world kept impressing me, as they had created an equivalent to the stretchy fabrics from my old world to use in the creation of these undergarments.
Wearing the underwear, I asked Luna if there were nightclothes in this world, realizing we had not bought any at the tailors. "I hear that humans who live in colder climates like up north in the beast kingdom wear such things. But otherwise, I believe it is only the case if you stay as a guest at someone's home. I am wearing a pair of the panties I got and one of these loose silk shirts one of the ladies at the shop suggested." I came out from behind the divider. Luna was clad in the lace-trimmed camisole-like top she had purchased earlier. I also noticed the matching pair of frilly lace-trimmed panties poking out from beneath the bottom of the extra-long top. Light blue. Dang those seamstresses. Luna looked around from the rucksack she was putting away to find me bare except for the boxers that covered me from a few inches below my belly button down to the mid-thigh.
The form-fitting fabric of the boxers only accentuated the bareness of the rest of my flesh. Each leg of the boxers firmly hugged my muscular thighs, showing off just how defined they were. Meanwhile, from the top of the boxers, a tastefully trimmed treasure trail lead up to my belly button. That belly button was ideally centred among six, flawlessly sculpted abs, flanked on both sides by chiselled obliques. I felt Luna's eyes slowly take in all these sights as they slowly crept up my body, pausing momentarily on the defined outline in my boxers. I heard her breath catch in her throat before her eyes continued upwards. As her gaze was moving up towards my chest, she stepped towards me.
Her hand stretched out, and her fingers traced my pectorals as she finished examined my chest and arms. Her other hand gripped one of my biceps. She attempted to encircled my upper arm with her hand, shocked as her fingers did not even make it halfway around the impressive girth of my massive biceps. "Master, you are so strong. You are even bigger than the warriors of the Beast Kingdom I remember seeing pass through our village as a child," the palm of the first hand pressed flat against my chest. I looked down at her face, only inches separating our bodies, was only maybe a foot away from my own. She looked up as she sensed my gaze. Our eyes meeting, I felt myself getting lost in the affection and passion that I found deep within her smouldering gaze.
As neither of us seemed to breathe at the moment, her hand that had been examining my arm slid up my body. Passing my shoulder, it darted to behind my head. I felt her fingers run through the hair on the back of my skull. Using that grip as leverage, she pulled my neck forward and my face down lower as she stood on her tippy toes. I felt her plump lips softly brush my own as she closed her eyes. Then, abandoning her own last few doubts, she tilted her head slightly to the side to ever so slightly offset her mouth from my own to best interlock our lips. As our lips finally pushed together, I felt her tongue slip between my lips as it invaded my mouth and searched for my tongue. I felt her tongue encircle my own, drawing it into her mouth. Her hand that had been on my chest now was wrapped around to my back, where her fingers clawed at my back.
I managed to push her shoulders lightly away so that our mouths broke away from one another. "Luna, are you sure this is what you want?" She nodded, then said, "Master, use the seal to command me to tell you the truth if you need to be positive that I am not being forced to do this by the magic of the seal." Realizing that it was the only way for me to be positive, I invoked the seal's magic to command Luna. "Luna, tell me truthfully how you feel about me and what you want from me," I ordered.
My Mana Vision engaged, I saw the magic from the seal flow through her before, she gripped both sides of my face and confessed, "Master. No, John. I love you. You have been the best thing to ever happen to me. Please, if you feel for me too, take me."
It was then, as she pressed her lips back against my own, that my last bit of self-control snapped. Blood coursed to the necessary places. My arms wrapped around the woman in front of me as my heart sang out with the love I felt for her. As my arms held onto her, she used them to support herself to wrap her legs around me. I carried her with one arm around her back and my other hand cupping her plump buttock. I brought us to the bed. Upon arriving at its edge, I lowered her onto it. Pulling back from the kiss, I made eye contact with Luna. "I love you. I will always be with you." I committed before falling into the throes of passion with my new lover.