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The bakery was quiet.
Carmine had closed early for the day, locking the front doors and pulling the blinds halfway shut to keep the afternoon sun from glaring through the windows but enough to color the area in a slightly irritating orange. The display cases were still stocked with pastries, though fewer than usual, and the rich scent of coffee lingered in the warm air.
A small table had been arranged away from the front counter and entrance. Two mugs sat between Carmine and Moon as they worked through another therapy session. The atmosphere was calm, broken only by the occasional talk of other moons passing the bakery and the distant ticking of the clock
For the next couple of hours, the two talked without interruption. Moon wasn't always the easiest person to get talking, but Carmine had become good at navigating the walls he put up. Sometimes the conversation was serious, sometimes awkward, and sometimes it deviated into topics neither of them had expected to discuss.
Eventually, the session came to an end, Moon's frappuccino reduced to nothing but watered down foam and Carme's espresso Romano left with his lemon slice, a small bite on it, Moon's doing.
Moon leaned back in his chair, stretching his back, a low groan escaping. "Well," he said dryly, "that was emotionally exhausting." a teasing edge in his voice.
"That's usually how therapy works," Carmine replied with a small smile as he gathered a few notes from the table.
Moon grumbled something under his breath but didn't argue, fingers finding their way onto his night cap, turning his silenced bell on the tip around.
As Carmine stood, he glanced at the clock mounted above the pastry display. His expression shifted for a moment before he checked the time on his phone to confirm it.
"Huh."
Moon immediately noticed. "What?"
"Nothing bad," Carmine said. "Just checking when they're supposed to get here."
Moon frowned. "Who's 'they'?"
Carmine looked up from his phone. "Oh. Sun and Dahlia."
The silence that followed was immediate.
Moon stared at him.
"You invited Sun and Dahlia."
"I did."
"To my therapy session?"
"The session is over," Carmine pointed out. "They're coming afterward."
"Why?"
Carme could hear the slight edge to Moon's question. Jealousy?
Carme pursed his lips, one side lifting into a smirk before neutralizing his expression quickly. "Sun's never actually spent any time at the Moon Haven," Carmine explained. "I thought it might be nice for him to visit and see the Cafe as a start."
"And Dahlia?"
At that, Carmine smiled.
"Dahlia wanted to try my pastries."
Moon continued staring.
"I did boast about having better cake than anyone in the sanctuary," Carmine added.
"Of course you did."
The sound of voices approaching from outside drifted through the front windows.
Carmine checked the time one last time before heading toward the door.
"Perfect timing."
Moon dropped his head onto the table, already having his social battery drained to zero.
The cheerful knock that followed did absolutely nothing to ease that concern.
He didn’t move, only let out a tired sound that might have been a greeting if one were feeling generous.
Carmine opened the door.
Sun stepped in first, posture slightly slouched in a way that suggested a long day of drills and mana exhaustion. The usual brightness in him was still present, but dulled at the edges, like a lamp left on too long. Behind him came Dahlia, far more animated, his attention immediately drawn to the scent of baked goods and the warm, inviting interior of the café.
“Hello there, Carmine!" Dahlia greeted, as if they had not spoken earlier that day already. “You actually meant it when you said you were closing early. I thought that was a suggestion.”
“It was a decision,” Carmine replied smoothly. “I tend to follow through on those.”
Sun gave a small nod of acknowledgment, his voice quieter. “Hey, Carme"
Dahlia leaned forward slightly, eyes already scanning the pastry case like it was a battlefield he intended to conquer. “I did go a little overboard today with Sun's training, so he's a little tired.”
Sun didn’t respond to that, which in itself was a confirmation.
Carmine gestured toward the interior. “Well, You’re both still on time, so come in.”
Moon finally lifted his head as footsteps approached the table.
Sun and Moon locked eyes for a brief moment.
No greeting followed. None was needed. It was less communication and more mutual recognition of identical exhaustion in different fonts.
Dahlia, however, broke the silence with ease. “So this is the famous café. I was promised the best cake in Moon Haven.”
Carmine’s mouth curved faintly. “You’ll have to judge that yourself.”
That alone was enough to pull Dahlia further inside.
Sun remained standing a moment longer than necessary, then eventually plopping down across from Moon without ceremony. The two of them settled into a silence that felt almost natural, neither willing to initiate unnecessary small talk.
Moon muttered, almost to himself, “This is worse than training with that blood-moon wannabe.”
Sun’s eyes didn’t shift. “Agreed.”
Carmine observed the two of them for a moment as Dahlia basically inhaled the chocolate cake slice given to him.
Then, with calm practicality, Carme spoke. “You’re all in low-power mode. That much is obvious.”
Dahlia perked up. “I’m not on low-power.”
Moon rolled his eyes, sun replying instead, "yeah because you beat me six ways from Sunday."
"And you're organic."
Carmine ignored the exchange and continued. “Upstairs would be more comfortable than sitting here. Softer seating, quieter environment and a lot more private.”
Moon immediately narrowed his eyes. “Why are we doing therapy downstairs if the comfortable space exists upstairs?”
Carmine didn’t miss a beat. “Because downstairs is structured. Upstairs is relaxed. Different intent.”
“That sounds like an excuse,” Moon said flatly.
“It is,” Carmine admitted without shame.
That, more than anything, made Sun exhale something like a quiet laugh.
Carmine moved toward the stairwell leading to the upper floor. “Come on, team bonding exercise."
"Nothing too….strenuous.”
Dahlia followed immediately. “Exciting!”
The twin brothers shared a look before Sun stood slowly collecting all the energy left in him, and followed behind them. Moon remained seated for exactly three seconds longer, a form of protest before pushing himself up and trailing after them with a bored expression.
The upstairs space was softer in every sense. Warm cozy lighting, a lived-in couch, shelves that were filled with items that felt more personal than decorative. It was clearly Carmine’s private space, it felt almost…intimate.
Moon looked at the couch, then at Carmine.
“Of course,” he muttered, “we could have done this here the entire time.”
Carmine handed out drinks that had been prepared in advance—simple, calming refreshments rather than café offerings. “Yes.”
Moon stared at him.
Carmine met his gaze evenly.
A beat passed.
Moon sat plopped down on the couch, sinking into it, huffing at the comfortable feel.
Sun took the far end of the couch. Dahlia claimed the middle with such excitement that both Moon and Sun shifted upward for a brief moment before settling back into place as the surface stabilized.
For a moment, nobody spoke. The silence wasn’t tense exactly—just full, like everyone had used up their required words earlier in the day.
Carmine finally broke it. "Well, Dahlia and I will start the…'activity' you two may join whenever you feel….most comfortable to do so."
After that last sentence, Dahlia stood up again handing his drink to Sun before walking over to Carme in a few steps.
The taller moon's hands were already on his bow, slowly undoing it, Dahlia's hands followed, being a lot rougher than Carmine and getting the job done faster.
With the makeshift belt now gone, it was much easier for Dahlia to grab hold of the asymmetrically designed pants, lowering only slightly in a teasing matter. The flowered sun's smile expanded before cutting the band that held Carme's neck ruffles in place with a single finger, taking out his tongue and finding the cool metal underneath.
Moon's mouth slightly gaped, nail stationary, slightly raising the cold can's tab, not enough to open it, but enough to hear the fizzing inside.
Sun unconsciously closed his legs, a warm flush of heat across his cheeks and crotch, hands growing tighter around his own and Dahlia's sodas.
Carme groaned, letting Dahlia's tongue lap around, the taller moon's hand slowly traveled to unbutton Dahlia's apium green dress overalls, once the second strap came loose, the overalls quickly pooling on the floor.
Dahlia kicked the clothing away, hearing the unmistakable noise of his intimate hatch open. His hand letting go of the moon's pants, and as quickly 2 tentacles writhed their way out, a thick fluid dripping from them. The longer perry-winkle genitalia writhed around until it found Dahlia's hand nearby, wrapping around it, while the shorter sandy one continued to produce the fluid slowly coating in-between Carme's legs.
The flowered sun grabbed hold of both the tentacle-like genitalia, a sharp inhale resonated from the circus moon.
"Gently Dahlia….please," Carme slight opened an eye to look down at his slick covered hatch.
"Oh, excuse me, lost my control," Dahlia's hold softened, he looked back to check on his and Carmine's subordinates and the sight was very much arousing.
Moon's hold on the soda was tight.
Foam spilling where his claws pierced the metal, dripping from his hands down to his elbows with his sweater rolled up, his other hand tightly around his mouth, poorly hiding the drool escaping his mouth.
Carmine's eyes followed Dahlia's to the other brother.
Perhaps the most knee-buckling puppy eyes, right there, on Sun's face.
His thighs held together only slightly shifting every once in a while, the soda's long forgotten near the leg of the sofa. Fingers fiddling with each other roughly, like thoughts clashing with each other.
Dahlia and Carmine shared a look before letting go of each other, a mutual agreement as the bosses made their ways to the sofa.
Carme gently took the drink from Moon's hand who was more than happy to let go of it, red eyes looking up and following Carme's moves, Dahlia was a little less…gentle, probably forgetting that his strength was not too common.
His multi-colored hands found themselves grabbing under Sun's knees and basically folding the smaller sun in half as he brought them up to his shoulders, a flick of his eyes and Sun learned the command.
The flowered sun let go and Sunrise held it on his own.
If the circus moon wasn't focused on his own subordinate he would have praised the animatronic sun for following the command so well, a small chuckle sufficed.
He turned his attention to his own Moon, fingers raising his chin, red eyes looking back at Carme's closed ones then slowly looking at the angrily writhing genitalia.
"Moon….you know better than to stare," Carme's tail gave a quick flick.
Moon smirked slightly under his hand, that slid off his face, fangs proudly gleaming under the light, "Why? you get shy much?"
Carme for all his patience didn't appreciate the teasing, dipping his head and leaving what felt like nothing between his and Moon's lips.
Moon growled, raising his head to bite Carme's lower lip which was not appreciated as Carmine grabbed the smaller moon's lower face and turned it to the side, making him watch his twin brother.
Sun was busy being in bliss, Dahlia had a hand slowly but roughly rubbing Sun's crotch, the other had two fingers dipped into his mouth while the flowered sun licked the metallic shoulders and bit into the thin elastic neck, watching Sun whimper and shift every few minutes to accommodate with Dahlia's rough foreplay made Moon huff in the lack of action with him and Carme.
"Now will you be nice? or do I have to let you suffer a little longer?" Carme moved Moon's face back to face him. "your move, moon pie."
Moon pouted at the nickname and muttered something under his breath.
"Couldn't quite hear that Moon, a little louder would suffice."
"Fine!….I'll be good or whatever…just hurry it up."
…
"Please…"
There was attitude but it was better than nothing for now, this gave the circus moon newly found motivation, dipping his head further to finally capture his with the former daycare attendant's.
With sun's throat being fucked with yellow-tipped digits, he couldn't help his eyes that traveled from Dahlia's somehow sweet smile even with his rough administration down to the unmistakable bulge on the beige biker shorts Dahlia was wearing.
The taller sun caught the attention shift and his smile widened, straightening up, hands finally freeing themselves from Sun's throat and crotch, he lowered his shorts.
Sun was confused for a moment, Dahlia's cock was nothing like Carme's, it was….normal?
Dahlia caught the confusion and giggled, "I'm an organic, remember? my anatomy is a lot closer to a human's than an animatronic's."
Truth be told, Sun didn't understand much about how his own body worked, let alone a special organic species like Dahlia, but none the less one thought repeatedly played in Sun's mind like a broken record.
'He was huge'
If Sun was lacking his pants any earlier, the couch would have been drenched with Sun's arousal, that much was clear, and so his boss was kind enough to basically rip the pants off him.
A strong heat spread across Sun's face, embarrassed, he tried to close his legs, as if it would hide what was already painfully obvious, but Dahlia didn't let him, going back to hold under Sun's knees with one hand, shifting them to one shoulder, fingers admiring the opened hatch and the little surprise inside it.
Sun had no male genitalia, just a wet dripping hole, puffy and slick.
The questions had to be asked…did Sun pick these genitalia himself?
Dahlia left the details for later, however right now, it looks like coating his fingers with Sun's saliva was for nothing as his thumb picked up some of the slick oozing down on the couch slowly pressing it in.
A sweet and muffled whimper came out of Sun's mouth, and suddenly Dahlia wanted to hear every other sound Sun can make, fingers spreading the hole eagerly.
At this point all that the moon animatronic have been doing is making out with the younger trying to actively take dominance, which was futile.
Moon wrapped his arms around his boss's neck affectively bringing him closer, however he closed his mouth.
"Are we gonna continue playing this game of cat and mouse?"
"Depends who's the cat and who's the mouse," Carmine's eyes opened slightly, a playful glare directed at Moon.
"What's the rush anyways?"
Moon pouted again, huffing and tightening his hold on Carme "Wouldn't you like to know."
Carme's smile widened slightly "I have a very clear idea of what it could be Moon….perhaps the Sun is rising a little too fast?"
Bingo
"Okay okay! Enough talking, more team bonding!"
Carmine's chuckle was cut short when Moon's foot found the base of Carme's intimacy hatch, raising it slightly causing the tentacles to writhe more restlessly as their owner let out a soft offended gasp.
The taller moon's gloved hand quickly grabbed his subordinate and turned him over, head against the sofa's arm, a throw pillow shuffled under abdomen, the view was enough motivation for Carme who was half way through with pushing Moon's starry pants down to his knees. Gently running his hand along the edge of the intimacy hatch, a finger lodging at the small gap, guiding it to open up.
Moon bit the sofa's arm, the fighting of his two instincts, let Carmine take care of him and pleasure him or make it as difficult as possible.
Carme could see that in Moon's glare, but he knew that Moon just enjoyed the fight more than the result, he had no true intention of actually taking over control.
Slowly the hatch opened, a royal blue tentacle shyly explored the newly found freedom.
The circus moon was almost surprised at the difference in personalities, but none-the-less not unwelcome. Carmine lowered his head enough to face the genitalia, and with very little warning took the entire thing into his mouth, feeling it writhe excitably at the much needed stimulation.
Bobbing his head while he lapped his tongue around the length was almost enough to make Moon come undone, the twitch was almost missed by Carme if Sun hadn't moaned loudly, basically the only real sound since they started their administration on their subordinates, cutting through hitched breaths and groans.
Sun lolled his head backwards, taking heavy breaths, being the first one to get undone, not that he minded, his thoughts swirled with how much longer he has to wait for the real thing.
Answer?
Not long at all.
The moan Sun had let out had ignited a fire in Dahlia, who didn't waste time aligning his cock against Sun and pushing the length until he bottomed out, which was a lot easier than he had thought originally.
"Oh my, and here I was thinking you needed to get prepped, you love being easy don't you."
"mhm…"
Carme decided to match Dahlia's pace and took Moon's tentacle out of his mouth, rising to full length to bring his own pelvis closer to Moon's, he held off from using the longer genitalia as it seemed Moon was not as adept as his twin brother, however he let the smaller one take charge, finding the puckered hole ready for the taking as Carme produced enough lube-like substance for the both of them and it worked just fine as it slowly pushed it's tip inside followed by the rest of the width.
The brothers let at out similar grunts as their respective bosses bottomed out on the first thrust, slowly and gently Carme started to do half thrusts, stopping half way inside moon before pulling out and then back in.
Dahlia was a different story, he was pounding into Sun like there was no tomorrow. The younger sun sunk into the couch with every thrust, all the slick he produced from earlier helping Dahlia ease quickly into a rough rhythm without having to stop.
Both brothers moaned with every thrust, even though their bosses had very different styles the result was the same.
Moon would hold his breath from time to time, not completely comfortable with how easily Carme had undone the last strings of fight in him, when he did that, the former circus performer bottomed out quickly to make him gasp and take in air before going back to his thrusts.
"Breath moony or else I'll just pull out."
And for a moment that was all that could be heard, the hard rough thrusts of flesh on metal, the wet slick noises of metal on metal, and a symphony of high pitched moaning and raspy grunting.
At some point, the older moon felt the younger moon tighten around him, which was slightly disappointing but he quickly reminded himself Moon was not used to this.
So he quickened his pace, hoping to bring Moon to his climax.
"That's is moonrise, I'll show how good a moon can be, yeah? would you like that?"
"yes…yes…please Carme….please!"
Carme bent forward, arms wrapping around moon's chest before bottoming out, his pelvis touching moon's, groaning as he finally came.
The smaller moon gasped loudly and accidentally caused a rip on the couch, his own cock releasing the blue colored cum all over the throw pillow.
Slowly pulling out allowed Carmine's release to ooze out of moon, a perfect painting.
With moon undone and probably in a different universe mentally, Carme turned to see how the suns were doing.
A lot better apparently.
Dahlia's face was hidden near Sun's neck, biting from time to time, Sun's big blue eyes crossed and threatening to roll all the way back, his mouth slightly gaped, whispered pleas as drool escaped from the corner, Carme could clearly see the missing tooth on the side…and it made Sun all the more cuter.
The flowered sun grunted before sinking his hips as deep into Sun's as possible, taking a moment to breath as he slowly pulled, semen almost rushing out like running water.
The elder sun took one quick look at moon and Carmine and chuckled.
"Trouble in paradise?" he teased but the unspoken thoughts were there, Dahlia picked up his disoriented subordinate and sat down before placing him down on his lap.
"I'll talk to him about the mess he's made when he's not fucked out of his mind, but I see you had no problems with Sun here, are you sure he can take another round? he already came once," Carme took over holding Sun's legs, coming face to face with him and trailing kisses down from the side of his face down to his chest, his white dress shirt was unbuttoned and his vest long discarded, probably Dahlia's doing, not that Carmine had any objection.
"Well, our Sunny here likes being used, isn't that right Sunshine?"
"y-yeah…"
"Well since this might be more than what you're used to, let us know if it gets too much okay?"
Sun nodded, already eyeing Carme's neglected length, watching it inch closer, taking a lap around his folds, before plunging inside.
Dahlia positioned himself on Sun's back hole, easing himself at the same time as Carme's tentacle, the elder sun and moon groaned, each clasping onto something to hold on to, while the younger sun now that his twin brother is out let out a loud moan.
With no time to adjust, the circus moon started to thrust in and out of Sun's wet and cum filled pussy, using his entire length to map out the insides of the warm heat.
Dahlia didn't have to move, the force from Carme's desperate thrusts was enough to move Sun on his cock.
"You're such a good boy Sunshine aren't you? taking both of us at once, I'll make sure to reward you with a nice treat later."
Unbeknownst to them, Sun was getting wetter and wetter with every praise, Carme's thrusts were gentler but more considerate of where it was hitting inside his heat.
The daycare attendant couldn't remember the last time he had his endurance tested like this, but he hopes that this will become a more common occurrence, even if it's just one of them.
Dahlia absentmindedly pet Sun's rays, they leaned in closer to his hand striving for the physical affection.
'mm, responsive like my petals, I suppose less sensitive though…'
Carme moved thoroughly making sure to feel the entire length of Sun's walls, marking the spots that made him gasp for air and arch his back. The taller moon caressed Sun's face, kissing his lips every few thrusts, sealing his pleas while Carme worked to fulfill them.
Soon enough, even Carme's kisses couldn't muffle Sun's increasingly loud moans, his hips snapping faster and faster, hoping to reach his orgasm along with Sun.
Dahlia guided Sun's head back, who was lost in bliss.
"o-oh….please….I'm so close! please! let me…let..me…cum."
Carme sped up again, sounds of metal on metal filling the room. "Of course Sunshine, anything for such a wonderfully mannered boy."
With a final grunt, Carmine bottomed out inside Sun, letting his large tentacle release all of it's seed, Sun's grip tightened on Carme's shoulder, letting out a small cry as he finally climaxed.
The flowered sun grabbed the animatronic sun by the thighs and lifted him up, semen oozing out from the back.
Dahlia came for the second time with such little effort, maybe it was true that suns had better endurance than moons.
The clean up hadn't been too hectic for the bosses, Moon had fallen asleep and tucked into Carme's bed along side Sun, who needed a longer bath with all the saliva and cum covering him.
Carmine quickly gathered the clothes into piles and started up a wash cycle, Dahlia helped clean the couch from the shared juices and noticed the tear on the arm which he mended right away after conjuring up a needle and similar Coloured thread.
The twin brothers were dressed in some of Carmine's more comfortable clothing, a hoodie and pants for Moon while Sun had a sweater with some shorts.
They looked ridiculous in the taller moon's clothing but they can just change into their clothes when they wake up. He had also noticed Dahlia deep in thought on the couch, fingers rubbing at the tip of his petals.
"You seem per-occupied with something Dahlia, a penny for your thoughts?" Carme opened his fridge, even though he didn't need to eat or drink it was a guilty pleasure for most animatronics, he grabbed a container of milk and honey, heating up water in the kettle, making a quick homemade coffee.
"Hmm, perhaps this is an assumption, but have you noticed something about their genitalia?" Dahlia accepted the cold coffee with a thankful nod.
"Hard not to, it was basically the entire event, but do tell," Carmine settled next to Dahlia on the couch.
"Sun had…female genitalia while Moon had male ones, wouldn't it have made sense since they are twins to have the same type genitalia?"
"Well maybe they did and one of them changed it, they may be twins but they couldn't be any more different…but in a way, I understand what you mean, I would have assumed it would be the opposite, Sun had always been the more submissive one of the two, but has taken a shy approach with it and would try to take lead, when isn't there of course."
"That's it, and Moon doesn't really care for social constructs, I doubt he would have given himself that if it meant being different from Sun."
"We can ask them later and hope they would give us some answers."
"Oh and I also didn't like the cake."
"…You devoured it though.."
Dahlia shrugged, "I'm not one to waste perfectly good food"
"How about you go pick something else? on me," Carme smiled, sipping his own coffee.
"Will do"