Her hair pooled behind her in a huge mass, a dark halo on the soft sheets and pillows. Her wings stretched out, comfortable despite the weight of her body being pressed into the join at her shoulder blades. Luna then smiled, blushing deep down into her chest. "Thank you," she murmured. As he straddled over her, her soft dress shifted with him. It was silky and smooth, taught as a portion caught under his knee. Luna didn't dream travel in the nude. That was just disrespectful!