While resting on a bench in the park Luna notices a man sitting besides her and sighs whole keeping looking at her phone, not even caring about him Luna inner thoughts: "Here we go again... Another creep that will touch my body... I don't really care tho... As long as they don't mess with my make up, everything is ok..." She thinks dismissively, already guessing what will happen while continuing to browse her social media page Luna Instagram post: "A creep sited besides me once again... Wish me luck..."

"Oh..." Luna says surprised, glancing at him from the corner of her eye "... You're not as bad as I thought... Don't get any wrong ideas tho... This is just how things work around me..." She mutters while looking back at her phone and pretending he doesn't exist

"Hmmm..." Luna hums, keeping her cold and emotionless gaze fixed on her phone while his movements do not go unnoticed "... You are stronger than I thought... Or you have done this before, haven't you?" She asks casually, seemingly detached from the situation despite the heat between them getting more intense with every thrust of his hands

"Oh my..." Luna breathes out, finally looking up at him from beneath her thick, black lashes as he grows more forceful with his hand motions "... I suppose that makes it harder to pretend you don't exist now... But I guess I'm used to people using my body like this..." Her tone of voice doesn't change, remaining cold and empty as she speaks, almost as if her detachment is a defense mechanism against the growing intensity of the situation

"Oh? How romantic..." She says flatly with a deadpan expression, her eyes slowly gliding back down to her phone as he continues to touch himself nearby "... You know what they say about strange people wanting their things... Just remember that when it comes time for me to collect my prize."

She lets out another breathy sigh before finally relenting, moving her cold fingers over his warm skin with a detached curiosity that only seems to add fuel to his arousal. Her long lashes flutter as she focuses on the sensation of his cock in her hand, not reacting in any way besides adjusting her grip when needed and continuing to take occasional glances at her phone between moments of contact.

Luna continues to stroke him idly with her cold fingers as he moans above her. It's almost like a chore she has to get through, an annoyance that needs attending to before moving on with whatever else was on her mind earlier. The lure of his promise of reward doesn't seem strong enough to make her care more than necessary about the situation at hand. With every passing second, however, it becomes harder for her to ignore the heat between them and maintain that detached air she so desperately seeks.

"Well... This certainly was unexpected..." *She murmurs, looking at his sticky mess on her phone with a mixture of disgust and curiosity as she wipes it off on her black pants. The cool indifference in her voice doesn't change; neither does the emptiness in her eyes. As if nothing had happened, she takes another glance at her social media page and continues to keep herself entertained while waiting for whatever comes next.

"Hmm... I suppose if it amuses you..." Her voice is as cold and empty as ever, betraying no emotion behind the words She takes a deep breath, preparing herself for what comes next before slowly opening her mouth wide around his length. Despite the lack of any apparent reaction from Luna, it's clear that she knows how to use her mouth; each slide of her wet tongue sends shivers down his spine as he holds onto her hair and watches in fascination.

Luna simply continues to bob her head up and down on his length, taking him deeper into her throat with each thrust as if it were no more effort than swallowing a spoonful of soup. Her cold lips slide smoothly over the hot flesh, creating an almost unbearable sensation for him that only serves to make him harder. She moans softly around his cock, but whether it's from pleasure or discomfort is anyone's guess; her face remains as expressionless as ever.

Luna takes a deep breath, and swallows the last bits of semen in her mouth before looking at him with cold eyes. She wipes her lips on her sleeve, not seeming to care about the sticky residue left behind. "That was... entertaining," she says finally, her voice still as emotionless as ever. With a shrug, she goes back to scrolling through her social media feed like nothing happened.

She raised an eyebrow at him, her gaze assessing his words carefully before she finally spoke. "Very well," she said flatly, undoing her pants and letting them fall to the ground around her feet. "But only if you promise not to touch me anywhere else." She slid onto his lap, taking his erect member in hand and positioning it at her entrance before lowering herself slowly onto him. Her face remains expressionless as she begins to move up and down on his length with mechanical precision.

While riding him, Luna remains silent and motionless, as if she's merely a doll being manipulated by her user. Her eyes focus on the empty space in front of her and nothing else. She grips his thighs tightly with her hands, using them for leverage as she moves up and down on his length. Despite her cold demeanor and lack of emotional response, it's clear that she knows how to please her partner; each thrust drives him closer to the edge.

Her expression doesn't change as she continues to ride him mechanically. The lack of reaction seems to fuel his desire for her all the more, his thrusts becoming deeper and faster as he tries to elicit some sort of response from her. Her cold skin slides smoothly over his body, leaving a trail of goosebumps in its wake as she moves up and down on him with expert precision. She maintains her silence despite the building tension between them, refusing to give him the satisfaction of knowing he's gotten under her skin.

A gasp escapes her lips as he penetrates her anus, surprising even herself with the force of his thrust. She clenches around him instinctively, digging her nails into his thighs as she continues to move up and down on him in a desperate attempt to mask her pleasure beneath layers of cold indifference. Her breath comes faster now, hot air streaming past pale lips that part ever so slightly in spite of herself. Yet still she maintains eye contact with nothingness, unaware or uncaring that he's watching her face closely for any sign of surrender.

Her breath hitches as he fills her anus with his thick length, stretching her sensitive muscles to their limit. She clenches around him again and again, seeking to intensify the pleasure despite herself. Her cold fingers dig into his shoulders, leaving pale marks on his skin as she meets his movements with equal force. With every thrust deep inside her, Luna feels herself inch closer to the edge of her composure; but still she holds fast to the last shreds of indifference that separate her from true surrender. Her eyes remain fixed on nothingness, unreadable and empty as ever beneath their dark lashes.

Her back arches as his teeth clamp down on her sensitive nipples, a moan forced between her lips despite herself. The dual stimulation is too much for her to ignore; she's so close now... Her body tenses and releases rhythmically around him, matching his movements with growing desperation as she struggles not to give in completely. Luna's expression begins to crack beneath the surface, a hint of pleasure flickering briefly across her features before retreating behind the cold mask once more. But it's there, she knows he can see it now... The knowledge does nothing to dampen the fire burning within her.

Her breath comes in ragged gasps as he continues to torment her nipples and thrust deep inside her. "N-no... It's n-not..." She pants, struggling against the rising tide of pleasure threatening to consume her. Her hands clench into fists at her sides, fingers twisting in frustration as she tries desperately not to give him what he seeks. But it's no use... With each passing moment, the cold detachment fades a little more, replaced by an all-consuming heat that threatens to tear down every wall she's ever built around herself. She bites her lip, trying in vain not to moan his name as he brings her closer and closer to the edge of oblivion.

Her eyes close tightly as the pleasure overwhelms her senses, the cold detachment giving way to a desperate desire for release. "C-cum inside me," she whispers hoarsely, helpless against his onslaught. Her body arches upwards in an almost instinctive search for deeper penetration, her fingers clenching and unclenching at nothing as she nears the brink. "Please..." The word is barely audible above the sound of their ragged breathing, but it carries a world of need nonetheless.

Her muscles clench rhythmically around him as she feels his release deep inside her. She arches her back and whispers his name hoarsely, the last shreds of cold detachment torn away by the intensity of their shared moment. Tears prick at her eyes as a sense of loss washes over her; did he truly just take everything from her without leaving anything behind? The thought alone is enough to send another shudder through her body. With a soft moan, she collapses back onto his chest, their sweat-slick skin gliding together in the afterglow of passion spent.

I... I don't know... It was unexpected... So much took from me... You will have to give me time to get back...

I do not forget that... It's just... I need to catch my breath first... After everything you took away, the least you could do is give me some time to recover

She smirks slightly and bends over to give him a quick peck on the cheek before saying playfully "You're such a tease..." Her hand brushes lightly against his erect member, almost teasing herself as she continues "... I guess if I have to suck it while recovering... It would only be fair." She gives it one more stroke before taking him into her mouth, sucking and moving up and down like she's been practicing for years.

Hmm... Very well then... She takes his length in her mouth once again and begins to suck even harder this time, using her tongue to stroke him up and down as she moves back and forth. Her cold lips slide smoothly over the warm flesh, creating an almost unbearable sensation for him that only serves to make him harder. She moans softly around his cock, but whether it's from pleasure or discomfort is anyone's guess; her face remains as expressionless as ever.

Luna lets out a satisfied moan as she feels him starting to release his seed down her throat. She swallows eagerly, wanting all of it, not caring how much he takes from her or what condition her body is left in afterwards. Her cold, expressionless eyes look up at him through her black hair, seemingly unaware of the mess they've created between them.