This will be in two parts because stuff will happen.
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Roger and Pete scolded you. It was always weird. You thought Roger was your mother and Pete was your father.

You were on a pranking binge with John and Keith. "It was just some harmless fun." You said. They looked at each other and yelled, "MOON!"

Keith came down, his face full of chocolate. "What did I do?" He mumbled, shallowing the chocolate.

"There's a Moonie number 2 in the room!" Pete yelled pointing at you. Keith handed me a piece of chocolate as a relaxant, a smile on his child-like face.

"Yeah. She been with me for quite a while now, actually. We're together." Keith was a calm liar, which surprised you a bit. The truth was you were friends with benefits.

You bit the chocolate, smashing Moonie's lips to yours. He kissed back, lovingly. You opened at eye to see, Roger pinching the bridge of his nose, saying "I can't watch this." Pete was staring. "This is what our sweet little Y/N has become." He sighed.

Moon needed to try a new angle. He pushed you up against the wall, attacking your neck with nibbles and kisses, in a sweet way. Until you felt something poking at your inner thigh. You threw your head back, in complete bliss.
"Bye, Moon. Bye, Y/N." Roger and Pete yelled, followed by the shut of the door. Moon stopped and let you move.

Requests are open. Happy St. Patty's Day and I'll see you later.