Lost & Found Ch. 06 Pt. 02

Somewhere in the back of his mind, a remote part of him gave silent thanks for this instant with her, somewhere he'd thought he'd never be again, not like this, not after the huge mess he'd made of things; even as his lips excited and pleasured her, Joey felt wonder and deep, deep gratitude that she'd listened, and understood, and, most of all, forgiven him for being such a lunkhead.

Luna led him to the bed, and pulled him down against her, squeezing his hardness as she fisted him gently but firmly.

"Well, are you gonna finish what you started, hotshot?" she whispered in his ear, her sudden tongue-tip in his ear thrilling though him.

Joey obliged, eagerly sliding down the bed and between her parted thighs, savoring the hot richness of her scent. A soft, darting kiss on her labia made her shudder delightedly, even as a small moan escaped her. Once more, his head dipped down, this time his tongue licking the entire length of her labia, from the tight little knot of her anus to the hard little bead of her clitoris, this time her thighs clamping on either side of his head as the wonderful sensations blasted through her like a salvo of silent cannon-fire, hot and powerful, making her cry out in delight.

As he licked her most delicate flesh, his probing tongue slipped and slid between her swollen lips, and danced and wriggled against her tight little anus, teasing and tasting, and thrilling her almost beyond endurance. When he gently rasped the flat of his tongue across her stiff little clitoris, simultaneously sliding his finger into her tense, slippery little anus, her world dissolved in a screaming welter of pure, animal pleasure as she came like a thunderbolt, tears seeping from her tight-squeezed eyes as she fought to not pass-out from the overload as all her nerve endings flared and crackled.

Luna felt like she was bathed in heat-lightning, her world white'd-out, only the endless, pulsing, pulsating pleasure radiating from her center to every part of her body keeping her anchored to consciousness and reality. When she finally opened her eyes, it was to see Joey smiling at her, his eyes filled with love.

"Hi there, City-Boy!" she murmured blurrily, her eyes soft and liquid as she smiled at him, "Come to momma, she got a li'l somethin' for you!"

Joey grinned, dipping down to kiss her once more on her swollen labia, sending a jolt of pure pleasure through and through her, before sliding up to lie next to her, his fingertips dancing lightly up her tummy and between her breasts to caress her cheek as he softly kissed her.

"I told you before, Lu, you know how hot it makes me when you do that?"

Luna grinned as she gently squeezed and fisted him.

"That's why I do it, City-Boy, so y'all hush now, I got somethin' for you!"

So saying, she kissed him, then carried on kissing him, slowly moving down his torso as she gently squeezed and toyed with him until she brushed the head of his penis with her lips, sending an electric thrill through him. Joey groaned pleasurably as her soft, hot lips closed around him, sucking gently but unstoppably. The gentle, inexorable suctioning, together with the feel of her tongue caressing him, was slowly but surely driving him crazy as she suckled him, hot chills and electric thrills running up and down his spine as she slowly but surely blew his mind.

Joey looked down, to see her glorious eyes gazing back at him like enormous green jewels, wide-eyed and innocent-looking even as she aroused him like never before, and when she gently cupped and squeezed his balls in time to the rhythmic bobbing of her head, he lost it completely.

"Baby, no, stop, I'm gonna...!" he managed to gasp out, but Luna tightened her grip on him and sucked even harder, finally tipping him over the edge.

"Ooohh, Jeezzus, Goooddd!" he groaned, his cock lurching even as it swelled in her mouth, blasting spurt after spurt of hot sperm into her, what felt like an endless, hot stream pouring into her hot, avid mouth in response to her sucking and fisting of him. Luna gulped and swallowed rapidly to keep up with the amount of sperm pouring into her mouth as Joey froze, his body rigid as orgasm rampaged though him, until, with a final, sobbing groan, he collapsed bonelessly on the bed.

Luna leaned over him, her soft fingers caressing and calming him even as she sucked and cleaned every last trace of his outpouring from the head of his cock. When every last trace was gone, she looked up into his eyes, smiled, and licked her lips.

"How was that, baby, good enough for a big City-Boy like you?" she teased.

Joey held his hand out for her, inviting her to lie next to him. Luna slid up the bed and kissed him as she wrapped her arms around him, mutual calm and complete trust once more restored. They woke and made love several times, need and the need to connect after so nearly losing everything overriding tiredness. They finally fall asleep in each other's arms, awakening only as dusk was falling.

Joey looked around in momentary disorientation, confused for a moment by the dimness at the end of day, then, as his eyes met Luna's, one word escaped them both.

"JOE!"

Joey tumbled out of bed in a flurry of sheets and discarded clothes, pulling on his pants and shirt as Luna tugged a simple shift over her head, and they both dashed for the door. A glitter caught Joey's eye on the dresser, and he turned to pick up Luna's engagement ring.

"Please, baby, never again...?" he whispered, holding it out to her. Her lip quivered as he slid it back on her finger.

"Never again, baby, I promise!" she murmured, before kissing him quickly then unlocking the door. They clattered down the stairs, to find Jonah leaning back comfortably in his chair, his unlit pipe in his mouth, and little Joe sitting on his lap, contentedly chewing a carrot and picking at Jonah's dungaree buttons. Luna gave a small cry and rushed over to pick him up, kissing and baby-talking to him as she cuddled him, and Joe crowing and giggling back at her, while Joey and Jonah looked at each other in slight bafflement. After a few moments, Jonah grinned and took his pipe out of his mouth.

"Y'all can put him down now, girl, he ain't goin' nowhere, you know!"

Luna looked up with a start as his words dragged her back to reality.

"How long have you been back, Uncle Jonah?"

Jonah grinned fondly at the little boy.

"We been back a couple hours now, gettin' properly acquainted, like. He's been helpin' me around the place, seein' as you two were...'otherwise occupied', as my C.O. used to say...!"

Luna blushed prettily, and Joey felt himself grow hot under a collar that suddenly seemed too tight, while Jonah grinned at their discomfort.

"Seems to me you two worked it out in th' end; I knew you would, you both got most of the brains the good Lord gave your mommas. I guess you'll be headin' back to California 'fore long?"

Joey locked eyes for a moment with Luna, then turned to grin at Jonah.

"Just as soon as we can, but maybe I'll take junior here on a little tour of Springfield; he's a little young, I know, but I think he should see where his roots are at least once in his life."

Jonah nodded at that, and cocked an eye at Luna, still talking and fussing with Joe.

"I think you should do just that; this is where all his family come from, where most of them still are. I think they should see him, and he should see them too. Springfield's a part of him, just like it's a part of you, and his poor momma, too, God rest her soul, part of her's right here in Springfield too; he should know that one day."

*

Robbie was waiting at San Francisco Airport when they arrived, his handsome, open face alight with happiness when he saw Joey and Luna walk through the gate, with Joe asleep in his carrier. Joey and Robbie punched each other on the arm, their usual greeting, then Robbie turned to Luna, unsure how to greet her. Luna grinned at him, her eyes sparkling in the afternoon sun.

"You punch me on the arm, Big Brother, and I swear, I will kick you somewhere soft and painful, so help me!" she grinned, her eyebrow lifting in that characteristic arch, and her grin widening at the big, happy smile on his face. Robbie took the sleeping Joe from her, handed him to Joey, and then she squeaked in surprise as he swept her up in a huge bear-hug while she hugged him back as best she could. As they walked to the parking lot, she linked arms with Robbie, savoring the newness of having a real, honest-to-God big brother.

After a while, Luna noticed they were heading away from San Francisco, South on 101, and when the signs for San Jose flashed by overhead, a feeling of mixed trepidation and apprehension stole over here; they were going to Frank and Caitlin's place, and the memory of what she'd said suddenly rose up again in all its painful clarity; now she had to face them again. Something must have shown in her expression, because Robbie caught her eye in the rear-view mirror, and smiled reassuringly.

"Don't worry, Luna, no-one's gonna jump you; we're just glad you and Joey are good, and back home; relax kiddo, it's family, all your family, you don't have anything to worry about; your big brother's here now, and they'll have to go through me to get to you, but you don't need to worry; they won't even think of it!"

Luna couldn't help but grin at that, and smiled fleetingly at Joey when he twisted round in the passenger seat to take her his hand. When they eventually arrived back at the Novak house in Morgan Hill, she took Joe from the baby-carrier and stopped dead for an instant, trepidation once more rising up inside her. Joey saw her hesitate, and took her hand, so she squared her shoulders and took a deep breath; this was it. They went inside, Joey and Luna holding hands, little Joe in the crook of his arm, and Robbie trailing behind them.

The first thing Luna saw were those two girls, almost identical to her, then their mother, and then her own grandmother, the room a-blaze with fiery red hair and emerald eyes; only Casey seemed out of place, with her hazel eyes and bright, gold-shot bronze hair, and Sarah with her dark blonde hair. Everyone looked speculatively at her, but there was no anger, no sign of offense taken, just that quiet, expectant buzz in the air.

Roisian Dolan ('my ...grandmother...' thought Luna) made as if to speak, but Luna held her hand up.

"Everyone, Miss Caitlin, Mister Frank, sir, Miss Sarah, and you, most of all...grandmother, before you say anything, I would like to offer my sincerest apologies for the things I said the last time I was in your house; I spoke out of turn, and I was wrong, and I am most truly sorry for giving you all offense in your home. I would take it as a great kindness if you would accept my apology as coming from a...a family member who should have held her tongue and waited to hear you out, and I can only hope that in time you will all forget my uncalled-for outburst and forgive my intemperance."

There was a moment's silence, then Roisian stepped forward, and took both of Luna's hands in hers.

"That was a beautiful apology, Luna; you sounded just like Stella. She always was well-spoken, and she taught you well. It wasn't necessary, though, there's nothing to forgive, honey, I promise; you were all a-whirl inside from what you found out, and I think it frightened you, that's all. Now you're back, and everything's OK, I promise you. Smile, honey, we have a wedding to plan!"

*

The limo slowed to a stop outside the church on Elmwood Drive and Robbie patted her hand; Luna had been fretting all the way from Novato, from Sarah's house, wondering where on earth her uncle was; he'd promised her he'd be there to give her away, but the time came when she couldn't wait any longer, she, Robbie, and the twins had to leave, and Jonah hadn't shown-up. Luna was deeply disappointed; this was her big day, and, Jonah, Jethro and Jeremiah, her uncles, and, until recently, her only family, were no-shows.

She swallowed her disappointment and willed herself not to cry. This wasn't the day for tears. Instead smiling as Robbie opened the door and slid out. As she stepped out, a white-gloved hand took hers, and she looked up in surprise into the face of Jonah, in full dress blues, his chest covered in ribbons and medals, and the sleeves of his dress tunic covered in service stripes.

"Uncle Jonah, I thought... where..?" she tried to speak, relief flooding through her.

"Don't you say nothing, Girl, this is your day, you just smile and be beautiful!" he grinned, and Luna smiled happily, swearing silently she'd have a word some time soon with Robbie and Joey for keeping her in the dark like this. Time for that later, though, she smiled, as she took Jonah's proffered arm, and walked proudly into the church, where the twins, her bridesmaids, in matching white dresses waited in the Narthex, the inner vestibule, to follow her down the aisle. Joey's young sister, Caitlin walked ahead of the Bridal Procession, carrying a basket of white roses, and Casey brought up the rear, as Matron of Honor, and holding the long embroidered train, Frank and Caitlin's gift to her, clear of the ground. When all was ready, the twins finished arranging her veil just-so, and took up position, holding her train as proper Bridesmaids should do. Luna was radiant in a white satin dress embroidered with seed pearls, with a long, sweeping train also embroidered with seed pearls, and held in place with her grandmother's sapphire tiara. Sarah's emerald pendant was fastened around her neck, and a modern angular silver filigree bracelet decorated her right wrist, a gift from Robbie and Casey, fulfilling the requirement for 'something old, something new, something borrowed, and something blue'.

Luna walked proudly down the aisle on Jonah's arm to the strains of 'The Wedding March', to stand happily next to Joey, who was already waiting at the rail with Robbie, his best man. Luna glanced around quickly, and smiled to see Kat sitting with Frank on the Bride's Side, being there for her friend Jodie, Luna's mother, with her grandmother also sitting there, her family.

The service was traditional, simple, but all Luna could have asked for, ecclesiastic rather than theatrical, her Catholic upbringing evident in her choice of music and the wedding vows themselves, and holding back the happy tears when Jonah gave her away. As she and Joey exited the church, they stopped in surprise at the twin rows of young marines, in full dress blues, with their swords drawn, standing at attention.

"Detail...present...swords!" came the order, and in perfect unison, they presented their swords in an arch for Joey and Luna to walk through. Luna looked at the Detail Commander; it was Jonah, who winked at her, then schooled his face into an impassive mask again. As the pair walked through the arch, the last pair of marines, two sergeants, dropped their swords to bar their way. Luna looked in them in puzzlement, then her face split in a wide, happy smile as Jethro and Jeremiah smiled at her.

"Well don't just stand there boy," hissed Jeremiah, "kiss her!"

Joey was happy to comply, as all the family and friends clapped and cheered. The swords were lifted, and Joey and Luna walked through, while behind them the marine detachment stood at attention. Jonah stepped forward, kissed Luna, and shook Joey's hand.

"You all go and have a good life, you two earned it!"

As the bridal couple gathered with their friends and family for hugs, kisses, and congratulations, Jonah dismissed the honor guard, grinning as the young men made a bee-line for Moira and Morag, each one hoping to capture one of those fiery-haired beauties before his friends got there first. While Sarah, Kat, Robbie and Casey shuffled and marshalled everyone into place to take photographs, Luna found herself alone with her three uncles.

"I thought you weren't coming, all of you, I...I..." she stopped, afraid she was going to cry and ruin the makeup that had taken Kat over an hour to get just right.

Jethro leaned down to touch his forehead to hers.

"There was no way in Hell we was gonna miss this, believe me, Lu-Lu! It was kinda touch and go for a while, but Jonah made a special request to his old CO, and he made it happen, so thank Jonah, li'l girl, he got us here for your day!"

Jethro and Jeremiah suddenly stiffened into a brace, and saluted together as an officer approached, a full colonel.

"At ease, gentlemen," he smiled, "and, on behalf of the United States Marine Corps, may I be the first to congratulate you on your marriage, Mrs. Anderson!"

Luna blushed, looking flustered.

"How did, I mean, Uncle Jonah..." but the colonel came to her rescue.

"Sergeant Hollister was my best Staff Sergeant; he asked for permission to give you away in uniform, and I was pleased to give it; the Corps is a family, Miss Luna, for many of our men it's the only family they have, and we look after our own. Your uncles have served their country well and gallantly, this was the least we could do for them. Semper Fi!"

Luna smiled dazzlingly, her eyes alight.

"Thank you, Colonel, you made my day truly special; please, I'd be honored if you would join us at the reception at the Hamilton, on O'Farrell Street."

The colonel smiled and nodded.

"Thank you, Miss Luna, I would indeed be happy to join you; besides, if I'm not there, I might never see my men again!"

He nodded at the tall young marines clustered around Moira and Morag, all vying for their attention, and smiled at Frank's bemused expression.

"I guess those two young ladies are kin to you, Miss Luna, so I best be reminding my men just whose kin they also are! Until later..."

He returned the salutes from the three brothers, and walked off to rescue Morag and her sister from the mob of eager young marines. The three brothers watched him rescue the twins and escort them back to the family party, then turned back to Luna. Jeremiah was the first to speak.

"As I was about to say, how could we miss your day, baby-girl? You, marryin' Miss Sarah's boy? Try stoppin' us! You got yourself a good man there; everyone thinks so. Miss Sarah's got every right to be proud of him, so you go and have a happy life with him, Lu-Lu, you deserve it. I know he'll give you the moon if you ask him for it. Miss Sarah brought him up right. And don't you worry; we know who his daddy was, and yours, and that don't matter none to us; the past is past, and that's all over now. Both of you go and be just as happy as you can be, and that's an order!"

Luna gaped at them, at Jethro's nodded agreement, at Jeremiah's relaxed expression, and the smile on Jonah's face, then smiled with them, relieved that they'd accepted Joey, and that the bitterness, anger and hate was finally over.

*

The reception was held at the Hamilton Hotel on O'Farrell Street, a present from Robbie and Casey, with a buffet that defied description, courtesy of Elio and Angie, and three bands, to give an unbroken night of dancing and celebration.

Luna eventually decided that she couldn't dance in her wedding dress, she was too afraid of damaging it, so she disappeared to go change. Joey noticed after a while that she was missing, and Casey pointed him at the room where she was changing. When he slipped into the room, all the lights were off. Only a faint light from under the door gave some feeble light, just enough to navigate the furniture in the room, but he could hear the soft, subtle rustle of cloth.

"Luna...?" he whispered, and grinned when he heard her soft chuckle.

"You don't need to whisper, husband of mine, there's no-one here but us! Come over here and help me with this thing!"

Joey could see her outline in the dim light, and reached out as he sensed her nearness in the almost complete darkness, his reaching hands encountering only softly yielding flesh and the stiff points of her nipples. Luna gave a faint gasp, and placed her hands over his, holding his palms against herself as she moved closer. Joey felt her nearness, and knew she was leaning in to kiss him, and so his hands slid down her sides to her naked hips, his fingers gently kneading the firm, pliant softness of her buttocks as he drew her closer.