Somewhere in the back of his mind, a remote part of him gave silent thanks for this instant with her, somewhere he’d thought he’d never be again, not like this, not after the huge mess he’d made of things; even as his lips excited and pleasured her, Joey felt wonder and deep, deep gratitude that she’d listened, and understood, and, most of all, forgiven him for being such a lunkhead.
Luna led him to the bed, and pulled him down against her, squeezing his hardness as she fisted him gently but firmly.
“Well, are you gonna finish what you started, hotshot?” she whispered in his ear, her sudden tongue-tip in his ear thrilling though him.
Joey obliged, eagerly sliding down the bed and between her parted thighs, savoring the hot richness of her scent. A soft, darting kiss on her labia made her shudder delightedly, even as a small moan escaped her. Once more, his head dipped down, this time his tongue licking the entire length of her labia, from the tight little knot of her anus to the hard little bead of her clitoris, this time her thighs clamping on either side of his head as the wonderful sensations blasted through her like a salvo of silent cannon-fire, hot and powerful, making her cry out in delight.
As he licked her most delicate flesh, his probing tongue slipped and slid between her swollen lips, and danced and wriggled against her tight little anus, teasing and tasting, and thrilling her almost beyond endurance. When he gently rasped the flat of his tongue across her stiff little clitoris, simultaneously sliding his finger into her tense, slippery little anus, her world dissolved in a screaming welter of pure, animal pleasure as she came like a thunderbolt, tears seeping from her tight-squeezed eyes as she fought to not pass-out from the overload as all her nerve endings flared and crackled.
Luna felt like she was bathed in heat-lightning, her world white’d-out, only the endless, pulsing, pulsating pleasure radiating from her center to every part of her body keeping her anchored to consciousness and reality. When she finally opened her eyes, it was to see Joey smiling at her, his eyes filled with love.
“Hi there, City-Boy!” she murmured blurrily, her eyes soft and liquid as she smiled at him, “Come to momma, she got a li’l somethin’ for you!”
Joey grinned, dipping down to kiss her once more on her swollen labia, sending a jolt of pure pleasure through and through her, before sliding up to lie next to her, his fingertips dancing lightly up her tummy and between her breasts to caress her cheek as he softly kissed her.
“I told you before, Lu, you know how hot it makes me when you do that?”
Luna grinned as she gently squeezed and fisted him.
“That’s why I do it, City-Boy, so y’all hush now, I got somethin’ for you!”
So saying, she kissed him, then carried on kissing him, slowly moving down his torso as she gently squeezed and toyed with him until she brushed the head of his penis with her lips, sending an electric thrill through him. Joey groaned pleasurably as her soft, hot lips closed around him, sucking gently but unstoppably. The gentle, inexorable suctioning, together with the feel of her tongue caressing him, was slowly but surely driving him crazy as she suckled him, hot chills and electric thrills running up and down his spine as she slowly but surely blew his mind.
Joey looked down, to see her glorious eyes gazing back at him like enormous green jewels, wide-eyed and innocent-looking even as she aroused him like never before, and when she gently cupped and squeezed his balls in time to the rhythmic bobbing of her head, he lost it completely.
“Baby, no, stop, I’m gonna…!” he managed to gasp out, but Luna tightened her grip on him and sucked even harder, finally tipping him over the edge.
“Ooohh, Jeezzus, Goooddd!” he groaned, his cock lurching even as it swelled in her mouth, blasting spurt after spurt of hot sperm into her, what felt like an endless, hot stream pouring into her hot, avid mouth in response to her sucking and fisting of him. Luna gulped and swallowed rapidly to keep up with the amount of sperm pouring into her mouth as Joey froze, his body rigid as orgasm rampaged though him, until, with a final, sobbing groan, he collapsed bonelessly on the bed.
Luna leaned over him, her soft fingers caressing and calming him even as she sucked and cleaned every last trace of his outpouring from the head of his cock. When every last trace was gone, she looked up into his eyes, smiled, and licked her lips.
“How was that, baby, good enough for a big City-Boy like you?” she teased.
Joey held his hand out for her, inviting her to lie next to him. Luna slid up the bed and kissed him as she wrapped her arms around him, mutual calm and complete trust once more restored. They woke and made love several times, need and the need to connect after so nearly losing everything overriding tiredness. They finally fall asleep in each other’s arms, awakening only as dusk was falling.
Joey looked around in momentary disorientation, confused for a moment by the dimness at the end of day, then, as his eyes met Luna’s, one word escaped them both.
“JOE!”
Joey tumbled out of bed in a flurry of sheets and discarded clothes, pulling on his pants and shirt as Luna tugged a simple shift over her head, and they both dashed for the door. A glitter caught Joey’s eye on the dresser, and he turned to pick up Luna’s engagement ring.
“Please, baby, never again…?” he whispered, holding it out to her. Her lip quivered as he slid it back on her finger.
“Never again, baby, I promise!” she murmured, before kissing him quickly then unlocking the door. They clattered down the stairs, to find Jonah leaning back comfortably in his chair, his unlit pipe in his mouth, and little Joe sitting on his lap, contentedly chewing a carrot and picking at Jonah’s dungaree buttons. Luna gave a small cry and rushed over to pick him up, kissing and baby-talking to him as she cuddled him, and Joe crowing and giggling back at her, while Joey and Jonah looked at each other in slight bafflement. After a few moments, Jonah grinned and took his pipe out of his mouth.
“Y’all can put him down now, girl, he ain’t goin’ nowhere, you know!”
Luna looked up with a start as his words dragged her back to reality.
“How long have you been back, Uncle Jonah?”
Jonah grinned fondly at the little boy.
“We been back a couple hours now, gettin’ properly acquainted, like. He’s been helpin’ me around the place, seein’ as you two were…’otherwise occupied’, as my C. O. used to say…!”
Luna blushed prettily, and Joey felt himself grow hot under a collar that suddenly seemed too tight, while Jonah grinned at their discomfort.
“Seems to me you two worked it out in th’ end; I knew you would, you both got most of the brains the good Lord gave your mommas. I guess you’ll be headin’ back to California ‘fore long?”
Joey locked eyes for a moment with Luna, then turned to grin at Jonah.
“Just as soon as we can, but maybe I’ll take junior here on a little tour of Springfield; he’s a little young, I know, but I think he should see where his roots are at least once in his life.”
Jonah nodded at that, and cocked an eye at Luna, still talking and fussing with Joe.
“I think you should do just that; this is where all his family come from, where most of them still are. I think they should see him, and he should see them too. Springfield’s a part of him, just like it’s a part of you, and his poor momma, too, God rest her soul, part of her’s right here in Springfield too; he should know that one day.”
*
Robbie was waiting at San Francisco Airport when they arrived, his handsome, open face alight with happiness when he saw Joey and Luna walk through the gate, with Joe asleep in his carrier. Joey and Robbie punched each other on the arm, their usual greeting, then Robbie turned to Luna, unsure how to greet her. Luna grinned at him, her eyes sparkling in the afternoon sun.
“You punch me on the arm, Big Brother, and I swear, I will kick you somewhere soft and painful, so help me!” she grinned, her eyebrow lifting in that characteristic arch, and her grin widening at the big, happy smile on his face. Robbie took the sleeping Joe from her, handed him to Joey, and then she squeaked in surprise as he swept her up in a huge bear-hug while she hugged him back as best she could. As they walked to the parking lot, she linked arms with Robbie, savoring the newness of having a real, honest-to-God big brother.
After a while, Luna noticed they were heading away from San Francisco, South on 101, and when the signs for San Jose flashed by overhead, a feeling of mixed trepidation and apprehension stole over here; they were going to Frank and Caitlin’s place, and the memory of what she’d said suddenly rose up again in all its painful clarity; now she had to face them again. Something must have shown in her expression, because Robbie caught her eye in the rear-view mirror, and smiled reassuringly.
“Don’t worry, Luna, no-one’s gonna jump you; we’re just glad you and Joey are good, and back home; relax kiddo, it’s family, all your family, you don’t have anything to worry about; your big brother’s here now, and they’ll have to go through me to get to you, but you don’t need to worry; they won’t even think of it!”
Luna couldn’t help but grin at that, and smiled fleetingly at Joey when he twisted round in the passenger seat to take her his hand. When they eventually arrived back at the Novak house in Morgan Hill, she took Joe from the baby-carrier and stopped dead for an instant, trepidation once more rising up inside her. Joey saw her hesitate, and took her hand, so she squared her shoulders and took a deep breath; this was it. They went inside, Joey and Luna holding hands, little Joe in the crook of his arm, and Robbie trailing behind them.
The first thing Luna saw were those two girls, almost identical to her, then their mother, and then her own grandmother, the room a-blaze with fiery red hair and emerald eyes; only Casey seemed out of place, with her hazel eyes and bright, gold-shot bronze hair, and Sarah with her dark blonde hair. Everyone looked speculatively at her, but there was no anger, no sign of offense taken, just that quiet, expectant buzz in the air.
Roisian Dolan (‘my … grandmother…’ thought Luna) made as if to speak, but Luna held her hand up.
“Everyone, Miss Caitlin, Mister Frank, sir, Miss Sarah, and you, most of all… grandmother, before you say anything, I would like to offer my sincerest apologies for the things I said the last time I was in your house; I spoke out of turn, and I was wrong, and I am most truly sorry for giving you all offense in your home. I would take it as a great kindness if you would accept my apology as coming from a… a family member who should have held her tongue and waited to hear you out, and I can only hope that in time you will all forget my uncalled-for outburst and forgive my intemperance.”
There was a moment’s silence, then Roisian stepped forward, and took both of Luna’s hands in hers.
“That was a beautiful apology, Luna; you sounded just like Stella. She always was well-spoken, and she taught you well. It wasn’t necessary, though, there’s nothing to forgive, honey, I promise; you were all a-whirl inside from what you found out, and I think it frightened you, that’s all. Now you’re back, and everything’s OK, I promise you. Smile, honey, we have a wedding to plan!”