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springfallendeer · 1 year

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The Bells -1

I really like @xitsensunmoon's vampire AU boys. So I defiled them. And whored out my OC, Ayala, in the process.

Most likely non-canon to their AU (up to them). I might write more from this setting in the future. But this fic comes out to 7 parts, nearly 21k words.

Part 1: The Feeding

||A look of visible confusion spreads across the woman’s features as she hears it. The soft, gentle chime breaking the relative silence of her surroundings.||

||A bell.||

||Someone is ringing a bell.||

||She doesn’t know who. Not at first. But she hears it. The soft, metallic tune of a crotal bell being shaken about.||

||Time and time again it catches her ear. Each time seemingly singing from a different location. Always nearby. But no matter how she turns about, she never spots whoever it is that is playing the silly little tune.||

||Some part of her chalks it up to paranoia. An escaped dog or a roaming cat must be wandering around nearby. She’s only just beyond the reach of the city. It wasn’t unusual for an animal to make it out here. There were plenty of trees or flowering bushes for them to hide behind. That was what made the park so appealing, after all.||

||Again the bell chimes. This time louder. She finds herself turned about again, her eyes intent on scanning the surrounding scenery in search of whatever it was that had made the noise. But nothing is there. No man or beast lingering in the twilight. Just an empty park.||

||Once more, she hears the bell ring. Even louder this time.||

||Because it's right behind her.||

||Her breath hitches in her throat as she spins herself around once more. Her arm brushes against a cold, unmoving body as she turns around.||

||Wide, alert eyes settle upon the creature that had somehow appeared directly behind her. And it is most definitely a creature.||

||Glowing red eyes lock with hers. Intense and hungry. A wide smile laced with sharp, jagged teeth tugs at its face. A smile which parts somewhat to allow a long, thick tongue to dart out and trace the side of its face.||

||A tremble rolls through her as she stares at the creature. The obviously hungry, predatory creature. For a moment, she can’t bring herself to move. She can only stare at it. This monster of the night. Clad head to toe in attire meant to cartoonishly mimic the nocturnal sky. The only jarring contrast in color being the cape draped over its shoulders. Black. Marked with red streaks and a few stray, golden stripes.||

||Tall and lanky. With limbs that better resembled a mishmash of metal and bone than they did flesh. A face free of features outside of its eyes and mouth; save for the pale, crescent shaped marking that encompassed half of their face.||

||Under less intimidating circumstances, she might have thought this creature stunning. In a cartoon villain sort of way.||

||But this thing was anything but a cartoon villain. It was very real, and it was very, very unnerving. So much so that she can only tremble as a large, skeletal looking hand is lifted to brush against her face.||

||“What pretty eyes you have~” The creature utters, it's - his - voice deep, and laced with amusement.|| ||“So wide and shining~ So... Afraid~” He chuckles, gently tracing his thumb against the skin beneath the woman’s eye.||

||She struggles to find the strength to take a step back as the creature moves closer to her. That same large, skeletal hand slowly drifts back down her face. He caresses her cheek. He traces her jaw.||

||She trembles pathetically as a clawed finger traces her throat.||

||“No need to be afraid, friend~” The creature muses, casually hooking their claws into the neck of her shirt to tug the fabric aside. Her chest begins to heave from panic as they lean down. Surprisingly hot breath rolls against the nape of her neck once the being has moved close enough to claim her as their prey.|| ||“Just a quick pinch, and it’ll all be over~” He chuckles.||

||She doesn’t give him the chance to sink his teeth into her. As soon as the rush of adrenaline flooded her system, she bolted. First by stumbling back. Then by darting back the way she’d come. Up the sidewalk. Keeping to the light of the lamp posts as the steady encroaching darkness activated their protective glow.||

||The bells start up again. Louder and more ominous than ever.||

||No matter how quickly she runs, it's as though she can’t evade them. They never grow quieter. They never grow more distant.||

||One instant, they’re right behind her. The next, she distinctly hears them to one side. Regardless of how she turns to try and evade them, they are without means of escape.||

||She doesn’t even realize that she’s been herded to a more secluded spot. Driven in a specific direction as the creature used the chimes of its decorative bells to distract and alarm her. Until she’s left exhausted.||

||Panting and wheezing, she clutches the metal of the lamp post as she presses her back against it. Lost and confused, she does her best to go silent. She does her best to ignore the pounding of her own heart as she gazes out into the encroaching darkness, trying and failing to spot the creature that had pursued her.||

||The bells have finally gone quiet. Eerily, disturbingly quiet. The only sound to break the silence is the heavy hiss of her throat as her chest heaves.||

||Then a muffled scream as a familiar, skeletal hand covers her mouth.||

||A second arm wraps around to hold her by her torso, trapping her in place even as she thrashes in their hold. The only barrier between them is the metal pole that she had foolishly tried to hide herself.||

||The bells start up again as tears begin to prick her eyes. But the sound chimes from a different source; ringing not from the creature behind her, but from somewhere in the distance.||

||If not for her panic, she might have been inclined to see what it was. But her focus is entirely on trying to squirm out of the embrace of this beast that has apprehended her.||

||Until a second one walks boldly into her line of sight.||

||She goes still again, her only movements being the trembling of her body and the heaving of her chest as she stares at this new creature.||

||The obvious counterpart to the one that had pulled her into their clutches. A gold and yellow face peered down at her. The only features of that face being a sharp toothed smile and a set of pale, blue-gray eyes. The crescent mark is less obvious. A crown of golden rays adorned their head. Their clothing is bright and vibrant, like the radiance of the sun.||

||Their cape is red. A deep, dark red. Decorated with streaks of yellow.||

||An eerie, playful smile tugged at their features as they moved closer to her. A yellow, skeletal hand was brought up to her face. With the touch of a single, clawed finger, she was encouraged to lift her head to better face them.||

||The blue one slowly pulled their hand from her face, exposing her pathetic expression.||

||“P-please!... Please, don-” She began to plead for her life, only to be quickly silenced as the golden one began to shush her.||

||“Shh, shh~ Relax, friend. No one is going to kill you... We’re just hungry.” The golden entity states, their voice velvety soft as they attempt to comfort the woman. They lean down somewhat to lock eyes with her, shushing her as a few stray tears roll down her cheeks.|| ||“Calm down now... That’s it. Don’t worry. You’re safe.” He murmurs, slowly lowering his hand. Just as the blue one had done, he takes to tracing a clawed finger down to the bottom of her throat. Only now, as he tugs the collar of her shirt to the side, she feels not an ounce of fear.||

||Something about those pale eyes has calmed her. Something about their sweet, velvety voice has put her so at ease.||

||He waits for her chest to stop heaving before he leans down to nuzzle the crook of her neck, a soft smile tugging at his features all the while, exposing his pointed teeth.||

||“Good girl~” He murmurs.||

||She can’t help but flinch as the momentary pain hits her.||

||She only feels it for a moment. Just a pinch. A split second of pain, and then the warmth of her blood trickling down her skin. Then the oddly appealing sensation of a tongue lapping at her wounded flesh.||

||For as terrifying as this ordeal should be, she’s unusually calm. Relaxed, even. And she only grows more relaxed as her blood is greedily swallowed by the semi-robotic, golden vampire.||

||She grows so relaxed, in fact, that the blue one has to tighten their hold on her as her legs begin to give way. Their other arm is wrapped around to hook under one of her arms. Their hand settles upon her shoulder.||

||Before long, the golden vampire pulls their teeth free of her flesh.||

||She would have let out a relieved sigh if not for the fact that she felt the sting a second time.||

||The blue one sank their teeth into her next. Rather than reuse the original bite, they sank their teeth into the nearby flesh to create a fresh wound. A wound which allowed fresh blood to flow into their greedy mouth.||

||The blue one was different. Where the golden one had been content to bite once and then suck on the wound, the blue one liked to bite repeatedly. Every few seconds, she would feel that telltale sting of teeth cutting into her throat. Each time, a faint hiss would escape her, followed by a rush of relief.||

||Between the two of them, she lost a lot of blood. Her head grew foggy and her vision became blurry as her life was slowly spilt onto the vampire’s greedy tongue. By the time that the blue one had finished making a meal out of her, she was left so tired and disoriented that she could no longer stand.||

||One of them laughed, though she could not determine which. The steady glow of the lamp post began to irritate her exhausted eyes. As she allowed her eyelids to fall closed, she ignored how her heavy body was jostled about.||

||She struggled to stay awake as her body was readjusted. She felt a pair of arms wrap around to pick her up. The back of her head fell against one arm as the other tucked beneath her knees.||

||Not long after, she felt the breeze slowly roll against her body as she was presumably carried to a new location. But she could not be bothered to panic. The blood-loss induced grogginess mixed with the physical exhaustion of her earlier escape attempt, assuring that she wouldn’t be able to muster a single ounce of defiant energy.||

||The soft singing of the bells resumed as she began to steadily drift off, securely held in the arms of one of the beasts that had nearly drained the life out of her completely.||

||Comfortably held, but likely far from safe, she fell asleep in their embrace. The steady chimes of the bells guiding her into the depths of darkness as her consciousness slowly drifted beyond her means of reach.||

#Ayala #vampire!sun #Vampire!moon #Xitsen Vampire AU #not osha approved

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heidismagblog · 1 month

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#mojo #mojo magazine #the lemon twigs #michael d'addario #brian d'addario #todd rundgren #ayala #megan zeankowski

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fereinsm · 9 months

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By using my previous artwork for Absa as a base, I decided to add the rest of female characters we can interact with (Elliana, Clairen, Maypul) in the pic and include Ayala as a bonus (appear in the final homecoming dance cutscene and also mentioned in the game). Well, of course, Absa and Elliana are my faves here so they certainly deserve a spotlight from me.

#absa #rivals of aether #lovers of aether #clairen #maypul #elliana #ayala

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stormourner · 3 months

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#Rivals of Aether #RivalsofAether #Dungeons of Aether #DungeonsofAether #Fleet #Ayala #lesbian #lesbians #LGBTQIA #sapphic #shipping

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tribblesoup · 1 month

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Crew of the Val Jean

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ivnjamion · 10 months

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July 2023

#photographers on tumblr #photography #philippines #starbucks #ayala

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groovygladiatorsheep · 1 year

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Gf x Senpai kiddo <33

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┊ 02 : personality

┊ 03 : relationships

┊ 04 : romance

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01. ✿ ·̩　BASIC　｡　❁

full name: 🌺Ayala Kun.AI🌺

first: Ayala

middle: N/A

last: Kun.AI

nicknames : Aya, Lala, Chun.

gender: Non-Binary

pronouns: She/He/They

age: 16 years old

birthday: 4/04

zodiac: Aries ! ♈️

birthplace: N/A

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pet peeves: Pranksters, sore loser, mailboxes.

habits: sending threats, stalking, good memory, kicking feets when excited.

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good: Loyal, Cunning, Brave, Good actor.

bad: Obsessive, Dangerous, Agressive, Remorseful, Violent, Stalkerish.

hobbies: doing braids with their sister hair, going around with a bat in the real world.

skills: Data corruption, mind reading, emotion feeling, pretty enough writing and strength.

likes: Weak minded people, Her sister and unfortunate partner, playing with hair, the sensation of blood on their hand.

dislikes: The real word, dating sims, ice cream.

favourites: Bakasey/j

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mother: Gf

status: Alive

relationship strength: Weak.

father: Senpai

status: Unknown

relationship strength: Weak.

sibling: Kawasan.Exe

status: Alive

relationship strength: Strong !

friendship: HoneyB.

status: Alive

relationship strength: Best friends!!

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sexuality: Omnisexual

orientation: It doesn’t matter much.

comfortability: Sometimes over the top, at other times not enough.

ideal type: Handsome, Tall, Smart, Goody two shoes.

ideal date: Picnic 🧺 in the game they live in.

romantic interest: Casey by @oatsyterandco !

status: Alive and well

sexuality: N/A

relationship strength: A bit too strong on Ayala’s side.

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raurquiz · 8 months

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#hispanicheritagemonth #startrek #estebanrodriguez #josemendez #khan #sonyagomez #ayala #enriquemuñiz #belannatorres #erikahernandez #captainlorca #HughCulber #captaindiegovela #Uhura #cristobalrios #ericaortegas #AdmiralLesBuenamigo #tlyn #startrek57 @TrekCore @StarTrek

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postcard-from-the-past · 6 days

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Ayala Bridge in Manila, Philippines

American vintage postcard

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kahitmagandanasasaktanrin · 2 months

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LET'S GO FOR MARCH 17 | 24 CLASS 📣

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nonepizzawithleftglitter · 4 months

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I randomly saw your blog and its Ayala-themed mission statement, and I was greatly amused! I believe his only spoken words in the entire series were "Right here" right? (I could be misremembering) but brother was there from day one!

I suppose they never gave him a canonical given name, though I understand the Ayala (/Aiara) surname is Basque. Got any headcanons??

I'm glad I could amuse you. I actually have slacked off on the Ayala posting for a while, gotta get back to that...

He speaks a handful more words in the series. But only roughly a dozen overall, spread over four episodes. (Tbh I wasn't fully sure if that information was correct, I had to cross check with memory alpha.)

While they never gave him a name in canon, the fandom did that for them.

He is pretty much ubiquitously referred to with the first name "Mike". (Greg/Gregory/Gregor used to be common a while ago too parallel to Mike, but has since largely dropped out of use.)

Mikel/ Mixtel would be the basque form of Michael/ Mike (according to Wikipedia). But I'm not sure if it can be shortened to Mike?

And I do hope we've gotten over anglicising names by the end of the 24th century!

(In my own culture shortening names isn't really a thing anymore? If you meet someone named Mike it's likely that that is their legal name, not some variant of Michael so idk how it works.)

But anyways, it is such a deeply entrenched fandom that has existed for longer than I have been alive that I have never thought about it before you asked!

But now I definitely imagine Mikel 🙈 so thank you.

This also got me thinking: often we see new federation colonies that are largely influenced by specific cultures, such as Chakotay's home colony. (There are probably also those with a dozen different species and several dozen human subcultures.)

But it is completely possible that Ayala could be from a majority or even fully Basque colony.

It's also not totally inconceivable that another Basque man might have ended up with the last name Torres (Portuguese/ Spanish/ Katalan according to Google so not far geographically). Especially by the 24th century.

What I am saying is, what if Ayala and Torres are from the same colony? Specifically Kessik IV, B'Elanna's canon, (almost) completely human home colony.

I also have a (sorely neglected) sideblog (@the-ayala-archives) for every piece of Ayala content I can find to collect it, because tumblr search sucks. Most of it is my own stuff though because there just is not a lot out there.

Also thank you for the ask!

#ayala #lieutenant ayala #mike ayala #<- see it's even a pre-existing tag #star trek #st voyager #st voy #star trek voyager #star trek voy #voy #b'elanna torres

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springfallendeer · 1 year

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The Bells - 7 (Final)

The conclusion of the fic featuring @xitsensunmoon's boys! Gets explicit. Gets messy. Nearly 6k in length, so be warned.

7: Completely Tamed

||In the months that have followed, the vampires had continued to visit. They had continued to indulge in the taste of her body. Ayala became just as acquainted with the feel of their tongues as she was the sting of their teeth. They would drink her blood, and they would drink the nectar from between her legs.||

||They learned the many ways to bring her pleasure. Any spot that could be caressed to elicit a moan was taken note of. From her lips. To her neck. To her breasts. Anywhere that they could think to touch, they touched. And if she responded to it positively, then they would touch her there again.||

||And again.||

||Until they had gotten to the point that they could satisfy her without even needing to look at her. They could keep their eyes closed and rely upon nothing but their sense of touch and sound, and they would know exactly what to do in order to make her moan.||

||And they so loved to make her moan.||

||Ayala, in turn, became more acquainted with their bodies. With their help, at least. They trained her. As a result, she was taught where they liked to be touched.||

||Their faces proved to be quite sensitive. They enjoyed the feel of her hands. She could touch around their mouths. Near their eyes. Under their chins. Sun, in particular, would display his level of contentment by allowing his solar rays to spin. Both would purr, but Moon purred the loudest.||

||But of course, her training did not stop with the innocent, pleasant touches.||

||She was taught how to handle their tongues and their cocks. Her hands and her mouth were both thoroughly trained to be able to work with them.||

||When she was kissed, she was kissed deeply and with intent. Their tongues would be thrust well into her throat. She would be denied air until she was put on the brink of fainting. Then they would suck their tongues back into their mouths to let her catch a breath. All the while they would keep their faces right next to hers to feel her heated breath.||

||When it came to their cocks, they were just as persistent.||

||At first, they focused on training her to take them. One or the other would hold her by the head and rut into her mouth. They started out gentle, but became rougher as the encounters went on. She would be made to drink their seed. Or she would have to wear it on her face.||

||The bells on their clothes would chime all the while. At this point, the ring of a bell had started to arouse her on some level. She came to associate the sound of a bell with the pleasure of their touch. And that made it so, so much easier for them to entice her. They had learned that they could ring their bells, and she would respond to the sound like an animal being called forth for a meal.||

||For as embarrassing as it should have been, she never hated it.||

||There had even been times where they’d managed to bring her to orgasm simply by fucking her throat. Whichever of them it was that pulled it off would always leave with an inflated ego when all was said and done.||

||It was certainly an impressive skill to be able to get someone off just by rutting into their throat.||

||When she could fully endure them rutting into her mouth, she was trained to please them on her own. They would still hump her face when the desire took them, but she was largely allowed to learn how to handle them at her own pace.||

||They quite liked the feel of her hands and lips. And she liked being able to take what little control they would give her.||

||And they did give her that control from time to time. They like to be spoiled, and they don’t mind being teased.||

||She would get one of them to sit still and let her tease them at her own pace. Hands, tongue, and lips. She would gently stroke and squeeze them. She would drag her lips along the wriggling tentacle, and she would enjoy how the vampires would shudder from anticipation in response. She would lick. She would kiss.||

||Eventually, she would take them into her mouth, and she would suck. She would bob her head. Slow, then fast, then slow again. She would hum. She would take them into her throat and swallow thickly to squeeze them.||

||Whether or not they came on her face or in her mouth would be up to her. Because when she was in charge, they kept their word. There would be no taking her by the head to fuck her throat if she was teasing them more than they liked.||

||They trained her in these intimate, sexual acts. They made her familiar with their presence.||

||And yet they had not fully taken her. Not yet.||

||Regardless of how slick and inviting her body was made, her cunt was left empty. They only ever used their tongues and fingers to stimulate her there.||

||It was as embarrassing as it was maddening.||

||As of late, when they left her alone, they had unwittingly left her yearning.||

||She could imagine the pleasure that she might feel if they took her completely. The pleasure she felt when they rutted into her throat must have been similar to what she might feel if they pinned her down and fucked her like the needy bitch she was.||

||The needy bitch that they had made her into.||

||She really was like a bitch in heat. Thanks to them.||

||Her body wanted them. She wanted them. She wanted them so fucking bad.||

||She couldn’t remember exactly when she began to try and scratch this itch herself. She couldn’t remember when she’d gone out to buy the toy.||

||But try as she might, a toy couldn’t satisfy her. And she did try. She tried so often that she didn’t even need the lube anymore.||

||All she needed to do was ring a bell. She would trick her body into believing that they were on their way to visit.||

||Sometimes she would scratch her neck. Or her thigh. Wherever they had most recently bitten her. The faint sting riled her up further, making it easier for her to engage in this private, shameful game.||

||Just her. And a bell. And a tentacle shaped dildo.||

||She made herself comfortable upon her bed. Lots of pillows. Fresh, clean blankets. A towel under her pelvis to keep the bed nice and dry.||

||When she was ready, she plunged the toy into her needy vulva in a feeble attempt at satisfying her lust.||

||Then she would pull it out, until only the silicone tip remained. And she would plunge it back in. Moaning one of the vampires names as she violated her sopping cunt.||

||Again.||

||And again.||

||All the while oblivious to anything else that might transpire in her home.||

||So lost in the fantasy that she remained completely unaware of the fact that they could return at any time to find her like this. With her hot, trembling body on full display as she played with herself.||

||Until she heard the bells again. And she realized that she wasn’t the one to ring the bell this time.||

||And suddenly her wide, flustered eyes hone in on their still bodies. Her cheeks flush anew as she stares at them; as they stare back at her.||

||She freezes. Her body goes completely still from a mixture of shock and anticipation.||

||Still, she trembles as she studies their smiles. Their teeth on full display as they grin at her.||

||Moon’s tongue darts past his lips to lick the corner of his mouth. Sun mirrors the behavior a few seconds after. The two of them gaze at her with intense, predatory eyes.||

||Her heart rate spikes as they approach her.||

||The bells on their clothes ring with their every step; further exciting her and adding to her embarrassment as her cunt clenches around the toy still buried inside of her. Each involuntary clench sending faint pleasure shooting up her spine.||

||A faint, flustered whine escapes her as they settle upon the bed on either side of her.||

||She can’t bring herself to look at them. She can’t. She can’t even make herself move, she’s so flustered and ashamed.||

||“Having fun without us~?” Sun trills, reaching out to put his hand on the woman’s thigh. He chuckles as she whimpers. She flinches, and he sweetly shushes her as he slowly trails his hand up her thigh. He kisses the shell of her ear as he moves his hand to put it overtop of hers. Right between her legs.||

||“Sun!” She blurts his name out abruptly as he encourages her to pull the toy out completely. She’s so embarrassed that she wishes she could just disappear.||

||But she obviously can’t.||

||All that she can do is pant his name as he pushes down on her hand, forcing her to plunge the silicone tentacle back into her waiting cunt.||

||He shows no mercy. He shows no restraint. The solar vampire simply trills sweet words into her ear as he makes her fuck herself with the toy while he and Moon watch.||

||He only stops when she orgasms. When she orgasms, he lightly bites down on the shell of her ear as he pulls her hand back completely.||

||He makes her drop the toy.||

||Moon sneaks his hand between her legs to feel her. His fingers invade the freshly defiled orifice, and they immediately get to work on stroking that special place inside of her.||

||She’s left gasping for air as the shame mixes with the pleasure.||

||They seem so eager to play with her now.||

||“What do you want us to do~?” Moon inquires, slowly curling his fingers to better stroke that spot inside of the woman’s body.||

||When she doesn’t offer a response after a few seconds, he makes a show of pulling his fingers away. He makes sure that she can see the slick that clings to his fingers. He goes so far as to spread them to show off how sticky she’s made them.||

||“We can use our hands~” Moon chuckles.||

||Ayala doesn’t respond.||

||“Or we can use our mouths~?” Sun adds, attempting to coax the woman into telling them what she wants.||

||Ayala shudders, squirming slightly between them. She soon finds herself haphazardly fondling Sun through his pants.||

||He growls quietly, and she shudders.||

||The vampires are just as aroused as she is. They all want the same thing. But they refuse to give in and take what they want until she’s expressly told them that she wants them to do so.||

||“Tell us what you want~” Moon growls, moving his hand back between the woman’s legs so that he can resume caressing her.||

||She’s only grown more slick now that they’re here. The toy never really satisfied her, no matter how she tried. It could never do what they had managed to do with their fingers and tongues. And despite being shaped the same as their cocks, it was too stiff and rigid to be anywhere close to what she wanted.||

||She takes a deep, shaky breath.||

||Sun licks the shell of her ear, attempting to further entice her. All the while he’s clearly trying to ignore her hand as it fondles him through his clothes.||

||“P-please...” Ayala pants, spreading her legs further as Moon works his fingers back into her needy vulva.|| ||“I-I need you! Please!” She begs.||

||She wants them so bad. She wants them to take her and fuck her completely.||

||But they aren’t yet satisfied with her plea.||

||“Say it properly.” Sun commands, allowing his low, lusty voice to tease the woman’s ear.||

||“Use your words. Tell us what you want. And we’ll give you what you ask for~” Moon adds, slowly rubbing her with his fingers. He can tell how bad she wants them. He wants her just as badly. So does Sun. But they both need to hear her say it.||

||This needs to be her choice. So there won’t be any room for hurt feelings after the fact.||

||Ayala unexpectedly pulls her hand off of Sun’s crotch.||

||For a moment, the vampires assume that she really isn’t ready to move on to the next step. So they both mentally prepare to have to either leave or satisfy everyone's lust through other means.||

||But instead, Ayala reaches for Moon’s face. She turns to face him. She wraps her hands around his face, and she pulls him into a demanding kiss. The most demanding kiss that she’s ever given him.||

||Her hand sneaks into his mouth. He was genuinely so startled by her sudden show of dominance that he was left slack jawed. Not that he’s about to complain. It’s certainly nice to be pursued for a change.||

||“Fuck me.” Ayala mutters against his lips, submitting to her own carnal desires as she gives the vampire a very clearly worded command.||

||That’s all that they needed to hear.||

||Moon drags her on top of him before she can take her next breath.||

||He falls back atop the bed, tangling his fingers in her hair as he pulls her into a demanding kiss of his own.||

||His messy hand gropes her bare ass as she fumbles with his pants.||

||There’s no real need for foreplay at this point. They just walked in on her fucking herself with a silicone replica of their dicks. Sun encouraged her to finish before they egged her into telling them what she wanted.||

||She wanted them in her.||

||Based upon how wildly Moon’s tentacle wriggled in her hand, he wanted to be in her just as bad.||

||But in their haste, they were forgetting about Sun.||

||Not that it mattered. He would be reminding them of his presence soon enough.||

||He takes the time to completely get out of his clothes. All of them. Because he wants to feel Ayala’s skin against him directly. So he slips off his shoes. He takes off his pants. Off comes his cape and his shirt. All while the two are busy sucking face on the bed.||

||Once his metal body has been rendered bare, he scooches closer to them. He kneels besides Moon.||

||Then he steals Ayala off of him before they can have all the fun without him.||

||The lunar vampire lets out a little growl, rightly annoyed with the loss of Ayala’s warmth. But his annoyance is quickly replaced with desire as he watches the two.||

||Sun has stolen Ayala’s lips in a demanding kiss of his own. She takes his tongue with ease, after having been so thoroughly trained by them.||

||He’s holding her up by her chest and leg. His arm is wrapped around her torso, keeping her pressed securely against him. He’s holding her leg up with his other hand, putting her slickness on full display in the process. His erection is also on clear display.||

||But Sun is being polite and waiting for the lunar vampire to break the distance.||

||They’re going to fuck her. And they’re going to fuck her together.||

||Moon locks eyes with the woman as he proceeds to get himself out of his clothes. He can’t let Sun upstage him, after all. So he makes a show of it. He strips. He doesn’t really take his time, as he’s eager to take her and he doesn’t want to risk Sun getting impatient. But he makes sure that she enjoys his little display.||

||Once he’s equally as naked as the other two, he takes position in front of her.||

||Only now does she seem to realize their intentions. There’s a flicker of nervousness in her eyes.||

||“Deep breath~” Moon chuckles, getting himself lined up.||

||Sun follows suit, eager to invade her trembling body.||

||Ayala takes a deep breath.||

||She’s lowered down onto them. Nice and slow.||

||They don’t kiss her. They don’t bite her. They don’t do anything that might otherwise distract her from the way it feels to be invaded by them in unison.||

||They make sure that her focus is entirely on the feel of them inside of her.||

||Her body stretches to accommodate them. She lets out a soft, breathless whine in response.||

||It doesn't hurt. But it’s overwhelming. Overwhelming to the point that she seemingly forgets to breathe.||

||Sun brings his face around to rest it on her shoulder, purring contently in response to her warmth.||

||When he notices the stray tear rolling down her cheek, he turns so that he can sweetly lick it away. He can tell she’s not distressed. Just a little overwhelmed.||

||She does currently have two dicks tucked away inside the same hole. Frankly, he’s surprised that she’s handling it so well.||

||“Breathe~” Sun gently reminds her, having easily noticed that her chest has stopped moving.||

||She takes a sharp breath. Suddenly she’s trembling. The mix of pleasure and all sorts of intense emotions hitting her all at once now that the initial shock has worn off.||

||Moon leans forward to drag his tongue along her neck.||

||He isn’t going to bite her. Not right now. Right now, the focus is on the pleasure. But he and Sun are trying to keep still so that she can take a moment to adjust to them. She’s such a tight fit with the two of them inside of her.||

||“Tell us when you’re ready~” Moon purrs, lightly scraping his teeth against her skin.||

||For the most part, the vampires remain still. Ayala is the one to squirm. She wraps her arms around Moon’s shoulders to cling to him. She presses herself flush against him and buries her face in the crook of his neck.||

||He doesn’t mind that one bit. Her skin is nice and warm. And it’s nice to have her leaning against him for a change. Usually she leans on and clings to Sun. So this is a pleasant change of pace.||

||Sun kisses the back of her neck. He keeps himself occupied by allowing his hands to roam her bare body. Her skin feels so pleasant that he just can’t help himself.||

||“O-okay” Ayala eventually murmurs, slightly shifting so that she can rest her cheek on Moon’s shoulder “I-I’m okay.”||

||That’s good enough for them to decide to continue. Sun moves his hands lower down so that he can hold her waist.||

||The bed winds up being quite useful. Rather than just thrust, they can lightly bounce together and let gravity do most of the work.||

||The bed creaks faintly as they rut.||

||Every minor movement feels so much more intense to Ayala than it does to them. She’s the one being stretched to the limit by two dicks snug inside her cunt.||

||But her moans establish how much she’s enjoying herself. Every thrust; every bounce sends jolts of pleasure rushing through her.||

||The more into it she gets, the more into it they get.||

||Sun nibbles on the back of her neck for a while. Then he bites. Not because he’s trying to drink, but because he loves to hear the noises that she makes in response. So he sinks his teeth in, allows the blood to bead at the surface of the marks, and then he gently laps everything up. He cleans and closes the wound. Before biting her again. Because he can tell how much she likes it.||

||Moon enjoys himself through other means.||

||He has easy access to her face. Easy access to her lips. He licks away her tears as they roll down her cheeks. He teases her lips with his tongue. When he hears her take a particularly strong breath, he slips his tongue into her mouth. Then into her throat. He catches her in a deep, demanding kiss. The sort that allows him to greedily devour every noise that might escape her.||

||Upon breaking the kiss, he keeps his face nuzzled up to hers so that he can listen as she gasps for breath. He purrs all the while, relishing in the sounds that she’s making in response to how good they’re making her feel.||

||Finally.||

||Finally they’ve taken her completely. Her body is theirs to enjoy. Theirs to spoil. Theirs to sweetly, passionately ruin.||

||And while they fully intend on ruining her, it will have to wait.||

||With all three of them rutting in unison, there’s not a chance in Heaven that any of them would be able to last long.||

||Ayala’s endurance is particularly low. With the two of them buried deep inside of her, it was only natural that she would orgasm quickly.||

||And often.||

||Every few bouncing thrusts, the vampire’s felt it. Her orgasms. Her body would clench and spasm. Her inner walls would squeeze and massage them in an attempt at milking them of their seed.||

||Inevitably her body got what it wanted. She was soft. She was warm. She was tight. The near constant massage of her inner walls pushed the vampires over the edge quickly, and when it did, they made an absolute mess of her.||

||The vampires went still to let the pleasure wash over them in waves, and to keep from overstimulating themselves.||

||Sun and Moon found Ayala’s throat and they sank their teeth into it to feed as they pumped her full of their seed. Her blood spilled from the fresh wounds onto their waiting tongues, and they greedily drank. She moans and panted all the while, her mind thoroughly fogged by the near constant barrage of pleasure.||

||Their mixed sexual fluids dripped out of her overstuffed vulva. The combined aftermath of their orgasms poured down over their still erect tentacles, before running down their legs, where it pooled into the bedding.||

||So much for keeping the bed clean. They didn’t bother to get on top of the towel before getting this started. Not that any of them can be bothered to care.||

||The focus now is on the pleasure.||

||Sun and Moon enjoy their drink. They consume their fill of her blood, before reluctantly prying their teeth out of her flesh. Then they take the time to soothe the wounds with their tongues. With each slow, passionate swipe of their tongues, the injuries gradually close.||

||Ayala pants, moans, and whimpers all the while. She struggles to do so much as catch her breath thanks to them. The feel of their tongues against her skin and the lingering ache of her loins makes it so, so hard for her to calm herself down.||

||She doesn’t have a chance of coming down from her high with them both buried in her. The lingering presence of their mostly still cocks keeping her body stretched was incredibly distracting. As was the feel of their seed spilling out from inside of her.||

||A drawn out, pathetic whine escapes her when they finally change position and slide out of her.||

||Sun withdraws first.||

||Slowly. Almost painfully slowly.||

||Her body reflexively clenches in an attempt to keep hold of him, and she trembles.||

||Not just from the spike in pleasure, but from the sound. She can feel and hear her body trying to suck him back in.||

||When Sun finally slips out completely, there’s an audible pop. Following it, there’s an embarrassing rush of fluid as the remaining contents of her vulva spill out of her.||

||Then Moon slips out of her. Nice and easy. He lays her back on the bed, carefully resting her head atop the pillows.||

||For a split second, she relaxes. The exhaustion reaches out to try and take her.||

||Then Moon slips back into her.||

||He kneels between her legs. He lifts her legs to have her wrap them around his hips. And he thrusts back into her slick, thoroughly violated vulva.||

||Ayala tries to say his name. But it escapes her as a breathless, drawn out moan as he penetrates her completely. Her body offers next to no resistance, having been thoroughly stretched out only a few minutes prior.||

||She’s only allowed a few seconds to wrap her mind around the situation.||

||The vampires have shared her. Now they each want their turn with her. And all that she can do is lay back and enjoy the ride.||

||The long, bumpy ride.||

||Moon takes his time with her. But he’s rough. Every roll of his pelvis creates an audible slap as his body comes down onto hers. He withdraws almost completely with every backwards motion. Then he throws himself forward.||

||If not for the pillows under her head, Ayala might have been bumped against the wall with every thrust.||

||And that’s not even the most intense aspect of his domination.||

||He maintains eye contact with her all the while.||

||Moon keeps his face close to hers. So close that their lips brush against each other with every roll of his hips. Every now and again he closes what little gap there is to kiss her as he humps her into the mattress. All the while he stares into her eyes so that he can take in the beauty of her pleasure.||

||“Moo-oon~”|| ||Ayala whimpers his name as she feels her orgasm rapidly approaching. Her body clenches ever so slightly with every withdrawal of his tentacle.||

||He captures her lips again. His hand sneaks under her head so that he can tangle his fingers into her hair as his tongue snakes into her throat. He swallows up her moans, keeping his eyes locked with hers all the while.||

||He thrusts faster. Harder. Inching his way closer to his own orgasm as he pushes Ayala towards hers.||

||She bites down slightly on his tongue as she climaxes, drawing a possessive growl out of him. It doesn’t hurt him, but it certainly riles him up further. He doesn’t have many weak points. But his tongue is certainly sensitive enough to the stimulation.||

||As her body squeezes down around him, he climaxes shortly after.||

||The movements of his hips slow to a near stop, but he continues to rock against her. Her body eagerly milks him of his seed with his every lazy thrust.||

||He sucks his tongue out of her throat only when he slips out of her ruined body. The evidence of their rut spills out onto the bedding as a result. Not that either of them can be bothered to care.||

||Moon doesn’t pull away immediately. He spends a few minutes just basking in the afterglow of the passion. Smiling and purring, he nuzzles her face. All the while he lazily grinds his tentacle against her clitoris, just to enjoy the slick feel of her heated skin against his fading arousal.||

||Once he’s come down from his high, he gives her one last affectionate kiss on the cheek. Then he rolls off to the side to lay beside her. He’s content for the time being, and ready to enjoy the show.||

||Sun sets out to claim her next.||

||He takes a different approach upon climbing on top of her. He litters her face with soft, affectionate kisses as he purrs.||

||“Did he make you feel good~?” Sun trills, his voice leaving him as an eager mewl as he kisses and nuzzles her face. Ayala nods tiredly in response, coaxing a faint laugh out of him.|| ||“Good~ Good~” He hums, allowing his tongue to dart out of his mouth so that he can lick her check. He then trails his tongue down to her neck in one long, drawn out motion.|| ||“Now it’s my turn~” He muses.||

||He wraps his lips around her breast upon moving his face low enough to reach. Gently, he sucks. He coaxes soft, pathetic moans from her lips as he sweetly stimulates her body.||

||His hands wrap under her thighs to caress her skin. His fingers move in slow, soft circles.||

||This is foreplay. There’s little need for it now, but that won’t prevent him from taking the moment to indulge. With her body surrendered to him completely, he fully intends to enjoy it. Every inch of skin is his to explore. Every nook and cranny is just another potential means of coaxing moans past her lips.||

||He works her up with soft touches and gentle sucks. He leaves her teats stiff from the stimulation of his mouth. He litters her chest and neck with little marks. Not bites, but bruises. Faint, pink bruises from him having sucked persistently on her skin. Hickeys. He’s littered her with at least a dozen of them.||

||When she starts to squirm beneath him, he knows that it’s time to move things along. He’s made her body lust for him anew, and he’s all too willing to satisfy that lust.||

||He wraps her legs around his hips as he kisses his way back up to her face. With one final locking of their lips, he gets himself lined up.||

||He slips his way inside her waiting body. She’s so nice and slick for him. She practically sucks him in on her own accord, she’s so eager to engulf him.||

||“S-Suuu-ah~”|| ||His name leaves her lips as a breathless, drawn out moan. He growls faintly, and trembles in response to the sound.||

||Oh.||

||Oh yes.||

||She’s as delightful as he hoped she would be.||

||“Good girl~” Sun purrs, sweetly licking her lips as he allows her a moment to adjust to his intrusion.||

||Or rather, he needs a moment to steady himself before he loses control.||

||Once he’s composed himself enough, he starts to move.||

||Where Moon was fast and rough, Sun is slow and smooth. Ayala’s body is hardly jostled beneath him as he thrusts. He wraps his arms under her to assure as much.||

||The solar vampire cradles her against him as he sweetly ruins her. His arms form a secure cage to keep her supported. His hand cradles her head, keeping her nice and comfortable in his embrace.||

||His hold on her head also keeps her where he needs her whenever he decides to capture her lips.||

||Just like Moon, Sun maintains eye contact with Ayala as he claims her body. But the maintained eye contact feels so much more intimate with him, thanks to the slow, passionate way that he takes her.||

||Slowly, sweetly, he works her to her orgasm.||

||Then to another.||

||He assures that her pleasure slowly builds over time, and when he senses that she’s right on her peak, he presses flush against her to grind against her engorged clitoris.||

||All the while he keeps himself from spilling over the edge. He denies himself the pleasure that he needs to usher forth his own orgasm, because he’s intent on drawing out this final round of passion for as long as he can.||

||He overstimulates her. Intentionally so. Making her every orgasm feel more intense than the last.||

||He kisses away the tears that inevitably roll down her cheeks. He gently shushes her as she struggles to utter his name in an attempt to beg him to stop.||

||Not that she actually wants him to stop. She’s just so overwhelmed by the pleasure that she’s started to gradually mistake it for pain. And he continues with his loving, but merciless assault, until she breaks.||

||When her moans transform into pathetic, desperate sobs-||

||he ruins her.||

||Sun steals Ayala’s lips in an intense, demanding kiss. He swallows her moans and he swallows her cries as he abruptly picks up speed.||

||He thrusts into her quickly and violently, forcing her closer and closer to one final, intense orgasm.||

||She sprays him with her orgasm as he succumbs to his own pleasure, and he fills her with his seed.||

||His hips gradually slow to a stop as he rides out his climax, allowing her body to milk him of every drop of his essence.||

||Once he’s done, he slips out of her. He rolls off of her to lay opposite of Moon, who chuckles. The lunar vampire has quietly watched the entire display. And he’s quite amused with what he’s seen.||

||When Moon attempts to coax Ayala closer to him, Sun shows off his greedy side. He tugs her exhausted, trembling body against him in order to prevent the other vampire from stealing her away. He sweetly kisses her tear stained cheeks as cuddles with her. He does his best to keep her warm and safe as she comes down from her high.||

||Unwilling to be left out, Moon cuddles up to the two. He sandwiches Ayala between their bodies in the process. He affectionately nuzzles the top of her head, purring all the while. Though he secretly casts Sun an almost hostile look.||

||There may come possessive conflicts later. But they’ll be minor, and they can wait until the woman is no longer caught between them.||

||They allow her exhausted body to rest. While they continue to bombard her with affectionate kisses and touches, nothing that they do is meant to stimulate her further. Sun rubs her back to soothe her. Moon lightly rubs her hip to calm her. They lightly kiss her neck, her forehead, and her lips. Just generally being cuddly while low-key demanding her attention.||

||When it becomes obvious that her trembling is no longer the result of her overstimulation, but the result of her having gotten cold, they get her sorted.||

||She’s given a warm bath. Her body is cleaned and her hair is dried. She’s wrapped in a towel to be kept warm.||

||The soiled blankets are stripped from the bed. They wrap her in their discarded capes to keep her comfortable while she rests.||

||In the morning, they’ll leave. Maybe. There’s certainly no rush to leave their sweet, exhausted pet all alone.||

||Until then, there’s room enough in her bed for all of them. So long as they’re all content to snuggle close together, at least. Ayala certainly doesn’t offer any protests as they press her between their bodies.||

||In fact, she takes comfort in the contact. So much so that she quickly and easily falls asleep.||

||The vampires remain. Content to cuddle with her. Content to watch over her weak, exhausted body as night slowly transitions into day. Then they allow her to rest further, having easily concluded that she’s earned a long rest.||

||They won’t leave until she wakes up.||

||No.||

||They won’t leave until she’s woken up and had a proper meal. Just to be safe. They have to make sure that she’ll be alright on her own once they leave. It would be cruel to abandon her without making sure that she’s recovered enough to look after herself.||

||Until they’re convinced that she’ll be able to hold her own, they’ll stick around. Even if it means sticking around for a couple of days.||

||Certainly none of them would be able to complain about that.||

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Rebranded - 16.4 - Aftermath

We close up our cute segment! Don't worry, more pain comes next. Because I am a horrible person.

Little over 1600 words. Have fun!

Sun and Moon made sure to clean up their little theater space once Storytime came to a close.

There were more books in the box. Sun and Moon examined each of them briefly. Based upon thickness alone, Celestial Beginnings was the shortest of the books Ayala had written. They also weren’t sure which story would be next in the series, as they all seemed to be connected. In the end, they thought it would be better to call it quits for the time being. The other books could wait for a while longer. They wouldn’t be going anywhere.

In any case, the stuffed animals were all re-dispersed throughout the house. Moon brought Henry back down to the closet to be safely tucked away. By the time they had gotten through with sorting through all of the cleanup, Ayala had seemingly finished with her work. For the time being at least.

She had moved on to starting something for supper.

Still eager to learn more about cooking, Sun made his way into the kitchen to observe.

“What’s on the menu tonight, Sunbite~?” Sun playfully inquired, watching as the woman went about her business. She was pulling out all manner of interesting ingredients.

Moon wound up sneaking in while she was distracted. Rather than stand by the counter, he just sat down. He was in a rather conflicted state. One where he wanted to feel like he was involved but he didn’t want to actually socialize.

Being in the room without interacting with anyone would be the best compromise.

“Steak Tartare. Or at least my bastardized take on it.” Ayala hummed in turn, doing a once over of everything that she had on the counter.

She had all of the basics for the recipe. Some fresh beef. A shallot. Some garlic. Anchovies. Olive oil. Eggs. Plus a few other ingredients that she may or may not decide to use.

The daytime attendant began to tilt his head. That was a food item that he had never heard of before.

Given that the woman knew that he could connect to the internet, she opted to remain silent for a bit. Part of her wanted to see if he would attempt to look up the recipe on his own. And if he did, she was more or less expecting an amusing reaction.

She would get just that.

“Goodness! Sunbite, you shouldn’t be eating such dangerous food! You’re just asking for trouble!” Sun abruptly commented, practically jumping upon realizing exactly what steak tartare was. He began to shake a scolding finger in Ayala’s direction as he spoke, further attempting to discourage her from preparing such a hazardous dish.

A sort of quiet laugh escaped her in response to this.

“Somehow, I knew you were gonna freak out over this~” Ayala replied, laughing a bit more even as she spoke.

Still, she went about the business of preparing her meal. Starting by finely mincing the various ingredients that were going to be mixed into the final dish.

Her response only coaxed a worried noise out of the daytime attendant.

“Really now, Sunbite! Consumption of raw or undercooked beef is not safe! You could transmit a foodborne illness, or even contract internal parasites! You really shouldn’t risk it...” Sun pleaded, actually stepping around the counter so that he could approach the woman. He was really worried that she might go and get herself sick.

“Relax, Sunny. I’ve eaten this before, and I’ve been fine. Besides, you’ll be here to take care of me if I get sick~” Ayala replied, continuing to go about the business of making the steak tartare. She finely minced the various ingredients and arranged them in a shallow bowl to be mixed.

Her commentary seemed to confuse Sun for a moment, before he became rather flustered.

“H-hey! That’s no fair! Using my own protocols against me!” Sun stammered out, admittedly conflicted about his emotions.

On one hand, Ayala had effectively just admitted that she would allow him to take care of her if she ever got sick. On the other, she was intentionally doing something that could get her sick. So he was happy that she would let him take care of her; but he was upset that she seemed to care so little for her own health. Especially after recent events. She had only recently recovered from her little emotional catastrophe, relating to the contents of the Sad Box. He was afraid that she might be trying to intentionally hurt herself!

The woman simply laughed to herself again, progressing to the final steps of preparing the main dish. Steak tartare was not an overly complicated thing to make. Especially when someone was making a sort of lazy version of it. All that remained now was to mix everything together.

“Look, Sun. I’ve eaten this at least a half a dozen times. So that means I’ve eaten it and been fine at least half a dozen times. I’m sure I’ll eat it another half dozen times and be fine. So, relax~” Ayala replied calmly, attempting to calm the animatronic down with a bit of extra logic. She knew that he meant well. But she also knew that the odds of getting sick were relatively low. Modern day food processing was rather sophisticated and most of the information pertaining to foodborne illnesses originated from incidents that occurred decades prior.

Still, Sun offered a rather unhappy groan in response to her nonchalant attitude.

Moon, meanwhile, remained silent. He effectively had the attitude of ‘Don’t blame anyone else if you get sick’.

When the solar animatronic remained unhappy, she offered something of a sigh.

“Look. I’m having a real strong craving for red meat. I’ve suffered from anemia in the past. So when I get a craving, I eat some beef and that usually clears everything up. It hasn’t gotten me sick thus far, and I don’t think it’ll get me sick tonight.” She explained, trying to give Sun a valid excuse so that he would calm down.

The animatronic continued to offer unhappy noises for a moment, before eventually relenting.

“Alright...” Sun muttered, still rather uneasy with the idea of her eating raw meat. Then again, he wasn’t okay with the idea of consuming raw meat himself either. The idea admittedly brought up some rather uncomfortable memories. “M-Moony and I don’t have to eat that, do we?...” He inquired, wanting to make sure that Ayala didn’t expect them to consume the dish of raw beef and egg.

He could tell by the woman’s sudden change in posture that his question had confused her. Animatronics could not get sick or contract parasites through the consumption of raw meat and eggs. So she must have been struggling to try and think up some sort of explanation behind the question.

Thankfully, she did not try to question why they would want to avoid eating the peculiar dish.

“Well, no. You never have to eat something if you don’t want to. There’s some leftover rice in the fridge to make a lazy stir fry with, if you’d prefer that. Or whatever else you might want.” Ayala replied, making sure to remind the animatronic that he need not eat something if he did not wish to eat it. They had the choice to consume things that they enjoyed.

Being told this admittedly relieved Sun, who seemed to let out a sigh.

What followed was a brief moment of silence, before the woman decided to try and change the subject.

“So. What did you think of the book?” She inquired, admittedly somewhat curious as to what the animatronics had thought of her story.

“Oh! Thanks for asking, I almost forgot! The book was lovely~ Very different from anything we ever read at Fazbear. Very creative~” Sun replied, quite happy to go along with the change of subject.

Even if it was just a distraction, it was a pleasant distraction.

The woman offered an idle hum in response, finishing up with the main aspect of her supper. All that was left was to make some garlic toast to eat it with.

“That was the first book I ever published... Got really lucky with it. Had almost no sales for the first six months, then it just flew off the shelves. If I’m remembering right, a couple schools bought a bunch of the books en masse at a discount. They needed cheap books to give away at some sort of event.” Ayala explained, opening up about her past to some degree. “A bunch of kids wound up really liking the story, and it just progressed from there. Published another batch once there was a demand, then sat down and started writing other books.” She added, explaining how it was that her job as a story writer started.

This, admittedly, made Sun happy. He liked the idea of her being comfortable enough with him to trust him with details about herself. The good or the bad. Given how reluctant she was to discuss her past with anyone, any amount of unprompted disclosure was welcome.

“Well. I look forward to reading the rest~ Which one should I read next~?” Sun responded, asking the woman which book she would recommend he read next.

Ayala offered a hum in response to this, seemingly in thought.

“Well... Let's see. I believe ‘Why the Moon Wanes’ was the next story in the series, and after that it was ‘How the Sky gained its Stars’... Or, no. No, it was ‘Why the Moon Wanes’ followed by ‘Perils of the Sunlight’, then I wrote ‘How the Sky gained its Stars’. Sorry, I get things a bit mixed up. All of the books are a continuation of the first story, but they jump perspectives. So there’s multiple linear paths.” Ayala explained, giving Sun a rough idea of which books he should read in what order.

The animatronic smiled in response, making sure to take special note of those specific book titles.

“Well, I’ll make sure to keep that in mind~” Sun responded happily.

#rebranded #rebranded au #rebranded storyline #fnaf #fnaf au #fnaf:sb #daycare attendant #moondrop #sundrop #moon #sun #ayala

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