#luna|interaction.

[lilacwiinearchive]

open to m/f/nb  —  a bartender and the regular they have a thing for.

normally whenever they came into the bar it was with a group of friends and luna would get a bit of a laugh out of them. tonight though, they’d turned up by themselves and sat at the end of the bar she wasn’t serving. it seemed off and made a frown form on her lips but with it being a friday night she didn’t really have the time to worry about them, having to keep herself busy with all of the customers around her demanding attention. she’d noticed her colleague visiting them quite a few times over the course of the evening and when she noticed them swaying in their seat she decided she had to say something. when her break finally came around she made her way over to them, offering a gentle smile. “hey, stranger,” she greeted before nodding to the row of empty glasses in front of them, “are you alright? where are your friends tonight?” 

[lilacwiinearchive]

a closed starter for @lovelvsting​ featuring luna.

luna was the furthest thing from subtle — when she wanted something she tended to go out of her way to get it. still, she could play coy from time to time. they’d been busy all afternoon and she’d been ever so patient, not disturbing them once. now her patience was wearing thin and instead of demanding their attention she decided she would attempt to go about it in a slightly more inconspicuous manner. “baby,” she purred, slinking towards them, draping her arms over their shoulders and leaning down to tuck her face in against the crook of their neck. “come to bed.”

[lilacwiinearchive]

@rcseglds sent in 7 for evie, luna and ???

something about the older woman has evie captivated and willing to please  — it’s simply something to do with the energy that luna gives off. she’s so cool and collected, perfectly in control despite the fact she has two women laving her in attention. she sucks at her nipple with fervour, her eyes trained up on her face though occasionally flickering over to the third member of their little trio. eventually she moans against tan skin, the need between her thighs starting to pool. 

“that’s it.” luna lets out a pleasured sigh, stroking back the hair from both of the women currently knelt by her sides. her pert breasts are exposed, nipples pebbled at all the attention she’s been recieving. leaving evie who seems to be quite happy in paying her chest attention, she draws up the other female towards her face. “come here, gorgeous. give me a kiss,” she murmurs, her full lips forming into a little pout as she waits expectantly for lips to land upon hers. 

[sunliights]

a continuation from here for @hiddcnhorizcns

huh. well, that answered luna’s question. he didn’t want to talk about it. part of her felt a little frustrated by that fact; if only because she felt it would be more awkward to beat around the bush instead of tackling the problem head on. she couldn’t make gianni do something if he didn’t want to though and so reluctantly she had to accept his vague answer. she relaxed back in her seat and lifted her shoulders in a shrug. “we don’t have to talk about it,” she mused, in her ongoing attempt to play this all cool. she wasn’t much of an actress but she’d try her best to neatly avoid the topic as if it hadn’t even happened at all. “you think you blacked out?” she supposed that was as good an excuse as any for what happened.

[sunliights]

open to anyone. test muse: luna salazar. 23. bisexual. she/her. trainee counsellor. plot: we drunk-kissed but you forgot about it and i don’t know how to act around you anymore wtf. roommates, friends, exes, etc.

“so… last night, huh?” they’ve made it through a whole brunch together without bringing it up and while luna doesn’t want to be the one to do it, she can’t help the fact she feels awkward with them now. the kiss they’d shared didn’t have to be a big deal but to her it feels colossal. a case of her overthinking everything once again, more than likely. “you uh  — want to talk about it or not?”

[lilacwiinearchive]

a closed starter for @chrryade​ featuring luna and jesse.

it’s a fairly quiet tuesday evening at the bar, a few regulars milling around and enough customers to keep luna mostly occupied. she doesn’t really mind working slower shifts like this, especially not when they mean she gets away a little earlier in the evening. it’s when things come to a lull that she approaches the male perched by the bar, a smile forming on her lips as her elbows rest on the bar top in front of her. he hasn’t ordered a drink in close to an hour   —  and while she definitely hasn’t been paying too much attention, she notices these things. it’s sort of her job to keep an eye on people and what they’ve ordered. “are you having another drink, or do you want to close off your tab?” she’s been the one out of her and her colleagues dealing with him that evening and so it feels only right to see if he’s finished for the evening  —  perhaps because that way she’s the one most likely to end up with her tip, if he leaves one.