Your timing was perfect.
The jump got you well clear of Luna's sliding form.
In short, you nailed it.
Landing near the edge of the bed, you smugly witness the aftermath.
Luna's look of triumph goes to one of confusion, then panic. She tries to arrest her collision course, to no avail.
"WAAAGH! Curse thine trickery, pferdious tin--"
WHAM! Luna crashes face-first into the pillows...and the wall behind them. The crash pushes the huge bed forward and send pillows flying everywhere. Luna's face flattens against the stone wall, leaving cracks in the masonry. Some of the gas lamps on the walls even shake, their flames flickering.
And you can't stop laughing. Luna pulling her head clear from the wall, eyes spinning and a pillow impaled on her
horn doesn't help. Eventually you have to catch your breath and manage to stop laughing.
"Well, you are cleverer than We counted on. Well done, little one." Luna admits, sounding impressed. She gets off the bed and turns her back to you, collecting the wayward pillows. "However, We still win."
What? But you dodged every nuzzle! How does Luna win?
Luna looks back at you, her affectionate smile suddenly a smirk. "Ah, you haven't figured it out? Very well. We said we would cuddle you against Our cheeks...We never said it was exclusive to Our face."
And with that, she sits on you.
Your yelp of shock is cut off as Luna's ample rump comes down. You vanish completely under her flank, the great weight knocking the wind out of you and flattening you deep into the mattress. Struggling proves useless: your arms and legs are immobilized by Luna's mighty backside, unable to move beyond twitches; all you can see is a mass of soft midnight blue and black fur your yelp had even earned you an open mouth-full of the pressing mass.
Luna chortles from above for a long moment. She was having the time of her (immortal) life. "You played well, but as We said; giants get what they want." She twists her backside on the bed a few times for good measure, her cheeks grinding down. It's rough, but thanks to the soft bed it isn't painful at all. "You are a wonderful find, little one. We are proud to have you to pamper and play with--there are so many fun things We have in mind! And, you are quite a comfy seat cushion, too! Do not be surprised if We sit on you again in the future."
Beneath Luna's soft rump, you smile. Strange as this all was, maybe you could grow to like it.
You both relax, ready for whatever the day brings...
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