Luna gazed through her Omnioculars, transfixed by the sight of fourteen silvery bodies moving through the myriad intricate steps of their dance. The full moon gilded their bodies with silver as the wheat field was beaten down in precise patterns. Joy infused her, and she found she needed to share it.

She twisted into an Apparition, arriving inside Severus's wards and rushing from room to room in search of her reluctant inamorato, finding him just as he stepped out of the shower.

Luna stepped forward, unable to resist the temptation to lick away the water that had collected over Severus's collarbone.

Severus inhaled deeply, and his Adam's apple bobbed as he swallowed. He started as Luna's fingers cupped his cock and gently squeezed. "Luna," he began, trying to ignore the way his body reacted to her touch. "Was there a reason you decided to pop in at eleven thirty at night?"

Luna's eyes dropped and then took a leisurely route upward until Severus stared into their silvery depths. She replied in a husky tone that resonated through every part of his body, but especially those she was holding. "Just because..."