**”Loona’s Surprise”**

I never expected to see *her* show up unannounced at my apartment—Loona, the sharp-tongued, no-nonsense hellhound from Hell Boss. But here she was, leaning against my doorframe with that smirk I knew all too well, her amber eyes glinting with mischief.

“You gonna let me in, or are you just gonna stare like an idiot?” she drawled, her tail flicking lazily behind her.

I stepped aside, still processing her sudden appearance, but before I could ask why she was here, she cut me off. “Don’t overthink it. I was bored. Figured I’d see if you were worth my time.”

Her words sent a jolt straight to my cock. Loona only liked big dicks—everyone knew that. And if she was here, sizing me up… well, I wasn’t about to disappoint.

She sauntered inside, her tight outfit leaving little to the imagination, her hips swaying with every step. Without warning, she spun around and shoved me down onto the couch. “I don’t like waiting,” she purred, her clawed fingers trailing down my chest.

I chuckled, trying to play it cool, but my dick was already straining against my pants. Loona noticed, of course. She always did.

“Let’s see what you’re working with,” she murmured, sinking to her knees between my legs. Her hands hooked into my waistband, tugging my pants down just enough for my cock to spring free, already thick and throbbing.

Her eyes widened—just for a second—before she licked her lips. “Huh. Not bad.”

That was a win in my book.

Loona leaned in, her hot breath ghosting over the tip of my cock. Then—slowly, deliberately—she pressed her lips against the head in a soft, teasing kiss. A shiver shot up my spine.

“Fuck,” I groaned, my hands gripping the couch.

She smirked. “You like that?”

“Yeah.”

She did it again, kissing the swollen tip with those sinful lips before flicking her tongue against my slit. I swore under my breath as she lapped up the precum already beading there.

“Tastes good,” she hummed, her voice dripping with satisfaction. “Guess I’ll keep going.”

And just like that, she wrapped her lips around the head of my cock, sucking lightly before sinking lower, taking more of me into that wicked mouth. I could feel the wet heat of her tongue gliding along my shaft, her fangs scraping just enough to make me tense.

“Shit, Loona—”

She pulled off with an obscene *pop*, looking up at me with half-lidded eyes. “Too much for you?”

I grabbed her by the hair—not hard enough to hurt, just enough to make her growl—and tugged her closer. “You talk too much.”

She laughed, low and husky, before diving back down, bobbing her head until my cock hit the back of her throat. Her nose pressed into my pelvis as she swallowed around me, her throat muscles squeezing tight.

I was already close, my balls tightening, but I wasn’t about to let this end yet. I pulled her off, ignoring her annoyed huff. “My turn.”

I yanked her up onto the couch, flipping her onto her back before she could protest. Her legs fell open on instinct, revealing the slick mess between them.

“Damn, you’re soaked,” I muttered, dragging a finger through her folds. She arched into my touch with a sharp gasp.

“Don’t tease,” she snarled, but the way her thighs trembled gave her away.

I didn’t make her wait. I slammed into her in one rough thrust, burying myself to the hilt in her dripping pussy.

Loona’s head fell back, a ragged moan tearing from her throat. “Fuck—*fuck*—!”

I set a brutal pace, my hips slapping against hers, my cock stretching her wide. Every time I bottomed out, she clawed at my back, her tail thrashing beneath us.

“You like that?” I growled, gripping her hips hard enough to bruise.

“Shut up and fuck me!” she panted, her cunt clenching around me like a vice.

I wasn’t gonna last—not with the way she was squeezing me, not with those desperate little noises she was making.

“Gonna cum—” I warned.

Loona wrapped her legs around my waist, locking me in place. “Do it.”

I came hard, pumping my load deep inside her as she clenched around me one last time, her own orgasm shaking through her with a ragged cry.

We crashed back onto the couch, both panting, covered in sweat and each other.

After a second, Loona smirked. “Guess you *were* worth my time.”

I laughed, still catching my breath. “Glad I met your standards.”

She stretched lazily, her tail flicking against my thigh. “Don’t get cocky. You still gotta prove yourself next time.”

And fuck if that didn’t make me hard all over again.