Spider demon Moon, purring: approach, little butterfly, allow darkness to cradle you, rest your precious wings in the soft prison I had weaved for you.
Y/N, yawning, placing their blanket on the web, making themselves comfy: oh, stop it, I need to get up early for work tomorrow. I am too tired to play with you now.
Spider demon Moon, gently poking Y/N: cruel beauty, refusing my advances. I was preparing to properly capture you and have you in my clutches tonight.
Y/N, smiling at him: you are silly. Come, we can cuddle tonight and you can capture me some other time. Where is Sun?
Spider demon Moon, leaning over, a joyful rumble in his chest as Y/N gave him chin scratches: ah, yes, somebody should inform him that there will be no chase nor hunt tonight. He had prepared so many intricate webs in the forest to wrap you in.
Y/N, blinking:...wait what?
Spider demon Sun, entering the room, furious, eyes glowing silver: Where is my treacherous beloved?! I had waited an eternity in the cold forest for you! So many pretty webs I made for nothing! The local raccoons were staring at me with pity!
Y/N, gesturing for Sun to come closer, caressing him tenderly: forgive me, my dear lover, I appreciate each and every silken thread you make for me. I am just sleepy, is all. May I earn your forgiveness with kisses?
Spider demon Sun, purring happily as Y/N pulls him closer, offering passionate kisses and whispers of eternal love: I offer such a mercy only this one time, dearest. Tomorrow you shall be all mine.
