How Luan got his name. // nsfw // MDNI // scratching // breeding // cockwarming // no proof read // word count: 0.8k
“You like the moon?” you ask softly, pointing towards the glowing orb that casts a pale light, making the cold night air shimmer.
The creature beside you lets out a soft chirp, a high-pitched sound that seems to tell agreement.
You hum, taking in his ethereal form- tall, dark, and lean with sleek fur. His eyes, wide and the deepest shade of ruby, reflect the moonlight. He’s gorgeous.
“You’re kind of like the moon, ya know,” you murmur, your gaze trailing over him. “Lunar, dark, quiet… breathtaking.”
A shuddering breath escapes your lips as he steps closer, the heat radiating from his body enveloping you despite the chill in the air. He lowers his head so that it's above yours, warmth seeping into your skin.
He traces his clawed fingers along the curve of your neck to your cheek, it tickles making you giggle. Turning to face him fully, you rise on tiptoe and nuzzle into the soft, downy fur of his neck.
“You always feel so nice. You’re always so… magnificent.” You let out a quiet laugh. “just like the-.”
A sudden thought brightens your eyes. “Luna! That should be your name.”
He tilts his head, a deep, rumbling whine vibrating through his chest. He glances between you and the moon, a silent request for something that feels sincere.
“Okay, okay,” you soothe, rubbing your thumb gently against his cheek. “Something more personal, more… you.”
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The next morning, you immerse yourself in your small, beloved library, pouring over historical texts and old-time lore. Mythology and folklore have always been a passion of yours. Page after page, book after book, until you stumble upon the literature “Luan Zhi”- beautiful, virtuous wings… also referred to the moon.
“Perfect!” you exclaim, feeling a rush of excitement. This name would suit him perfectly. You can’t wait to share it with him!
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That evening, you find him perched in his usual spot. Your fingers brush over his wings, marveling at the blend of black and white fuzz that feels softer than silk.
“I found a name for you,” you say, your voice barely above a whisper. He’s already watching you, those dark ruby eyes gleaming with curiosity.
He lets out a soft, encouraging chirp, urging you to continue. You can see the anticipation flicker in his gaze.
“Luan,” you say with a smile. “Wings of the moon… my Luan.”
His eyes widen, sparkling like diamonds as he absorbs the meaning. In one fluid motion, he pulls you against him, his face pressing into the crook of your neck. His hold is tight, desperate, as if he’s afraid you’ll slip away.
A deep, resonant purr emanates from his chest as he breathes you in, his mind clouded with need. He’s intoxicated by the warmth of your scent, memories of being inside you flaring up with an almost painful intensity. His claws sink into your sides, drawing a soft yelp from your lips.
Luan pauses, concern flitting across his face as he checks if you’re unharmed. You nod, fingers threading through the thick fur at his nape. Your cheeks burn with arousal, a slick heat pooling between your thighs.
“Luan,” you gasp, your voice trembling with need. “I crave you…”
His length, already hardening, presses insistently against you. Without hesitation, you peel away the fabric that separates your bodies, baring yourself to him. His fur spikes with arousal as he takes in the sight, his claws gently tracing over your wet folds, drawing out soft whimpers from your lips.
You’re grinding desperately against his touch, soaking his fingers with your slick. It’s too much for both of you; your desire has reached a high. With a trembling hand, you grasp his thick, curved shaft, guiding the pointed tip to your entrance. Slowly, you sink down onto him, the stretch of his girth drawing a moan from deep in your throat.
His claws dig into your hips, pulling you down onto his lap as he ruts up into you, the force making you gasp. Your chests are pressed flush together, your nails tangling in the plush fur at his neck. His thrusts are urgent, each one driving you higher, closer to the edge.
“I’m going to come- oh, gods, please, Luan, come inside me!” Your words are muffled against his fur as you clench around him, your climax crashing over you in a wave of bliss. He groans, a guttural sound, as he spills deep within you, his grip never wavering, holding you in place to fill you completely.
Breathless, you collapse against him, your head resting on his shoulder. “I love you, Luan,” you murmur softly, glazed eyes fluttering shut. His arms remain wrapped around you, keeping his softening length buried in you, possessive and gentle, as if he could keep you safe from the world forever.
And in this moment, in the quiet of the night beneath the watchful glow of the moon, you know he will never let you go.
A/N: Welp that’s Luan idk what else to do for him… anyways likes, reblogs, comments appreciated ᖭི༏ᖫྀ
It was late, cold, and quiet. A typical night, as typical a night it could be. You were getting ready for bed after a long and annoying day. You were exhausted, ready to fall into your bed and never wake up again.
Craving some comfort and relaxation.
You got into your pajamas and finally laid down in your bed letting out a sigh of relief. You could finally relax.
Or so you thought.
You weren't even able to lay there uninterrupted for more than a minute before you heard a quiet tapping on your window. You groaned and turned over to see an all too familiar face outside your window.
“Go away.. “ you groaned and pulled the covers over your head, hoping he'd leave.
More tapping.
You covered your head with a pillow trying to drown out the methodical taps. It didn't. You let out a sigh of annoyance and begrudgingly got up out of bed and walked over to the window. You looked out at its glowing red eyes, groaned in annoyance and begrudgingly opened the window.
You grabbed his arm and pulled him inside as he made quiet chirping and clicking sounds in satisfaction. You pulled him over to the bed and ushered him onto the mattress as you laid back down.
He climbed in next to you, nuzzling against you as his soft feathers touched your exposed skin. You rolled over, facing away from him, not in the mood for his games tonight.
He didn't care.
He quickly extended one of his arms and pulled you up against his chest, holding you close and he used his wing as a makeshift blanket for the two of you.
You sighed, you wouldn't admit it but you did enjoy the creatures clinginess. He let out soft chirping noises, almost sounding like he was purring, you had to admit it was cute. The cryptid that scared an entire state, cuddling against you like a kitten.
“You're so needy” you said in a groggy voice, half asleep. He just chirped, holding you against his large chest.
No matter how scary he seemed, you knew he was just a big cuddle bug.
It’s getting cold, and you’re warm. // mdni // sfw
Luan is needy.
The chill in the air seeps through his soft fur, sending shivers that never seem to end. All day long, he’s cold, trembling, and there’s only one thing that can make it better, you.
You’re so warm, Luan wishes nothing more than to have your arms wrapped around him at all times, the softness of your skin and the comfort of your embrace.
He walks closer to you letting out a light grunt, staring at you with his wide pleading eyes.
Smiling, you open your arms already knowing what he wants.
“You poor thing, it’s so cold out, isn’t it?” You tease ruffling his fuzz, gently caress his face, giving him a quick tender smooch on his temple.
He huffs into your neck, listening to your steady heartbeat, the rush of your warm blood flow, Just being near you, listening to you exist, feeling your presence, makes everything else, even the cold fade away.
I myself love cold weather bc it means I can control my own temperature at home. And now that I have Luan, I get to snuggle with my them ♡ I'm sorry Luan, but I'd wish it was always cold so we could never be apart ♡
Don’t fret even in the hottest days of summer he can’t keep himself off of you. ‹𝟹
Luan (Mothman) x reader ᖭི༏ᖫྀ
ᖭི༏ᖫྀ Heat wave
MDNI // suggestive // Can’t sleep?
You toss and turn in bed, struggling to fall asleep. You let out a groan, kicking the mattress. “It’s too hot.” Your whining doesn’t go unnoticed by your big baby of a mate. Luan turns and stares at you, wide-eyed, chirping as he looks down at you.
Your whole body is covered in a thin layer of sweat, making you look like you’re glowing in the dim light. Luan likes that. He leans down, lifts you up, and places you between his legs, cradling you.
You let out a deep, exhausted sigh-his fluffy body isn’t helping with the discomfort of the heatwave torturing you.
Luan runs his claws down your arms to your waist. You stiffen. “Luan, I’m tired-” He ignores your complaining, running his hands from your waist to your legs, gently pulling them apart. “Luan, please,” you say, turning over to glaring at him in his wide ruby eyes.
You huff, relaxing in his hold. “You are gorgeous,” you tell the creature you’ve come to love, placing a hand in his ruffled fur near his neck. “I’m tired,” you sigh, shutting your eyes and basking in his embrace. “Just hold me, you enchanter,” you joke.
Luan tilts his head, resuming his caress of your body, holding you tight, as if you might drift away in your sleep.
You hum, relaxed at his light touches. Lifting your head to look at him once more, you see he’s already looking at you. His face doesn’t show much emotion, but his eyes…
“I love you,” you whisper against his neck, closing your eyes. Luan lets out a soft chirp, pulling you even closer to him in his protective grasp.
