Chapter nine.

"Are you sure, you really want to do this?" Moosty asked softly and suddenly shy.
It was one thing making their friends laugh declaring he was addicted to her kisses but what if Lula only thought ... she wanted to make love and then afterwards didn´t and - and ...
Suddenly Moosty could feel every little drop he had drunk running around very fast in his veins - and especially in his head where it even ran the wrong way - and he hurried up and lay down on the soft troll sized bed they had arrived at
Then he tried to explain. "I am a troll, you know. Felicia was right - a gross obnoxious troll who isn´t fit for human company ... I even have a tail. See ..." Here he - pouting and looking very cute - showed her the end of his green ponytail which was in a rather sad condition after all the times he had chewed on it
But Lula just closed his mouth with yet another tasty, sweet kiss and told him he better remember that she was Lula - the luscious Lula, even - and that Felicia was ancient history. "Older than king Tut´s mummy - I bet, she looks like him too - at least in the morning before she dons her make-up" the naughty woman giggled. And then kissed her boy again
Moosty was about to tell her that he was older still - a vampire born at the dawn of time actually - when Lula started kissing the soft, sensitive skin at the inside of his wrist. That felt so wonderful he thought he would restrain himself to a gentle moan of pleasure now and then - or all the time - instead of taking the risk of waking any night wanderers by mention them aloud
Thinking she was a bed with a sweet boy and not thinking at all at trolls or vampires - sweet or not - Lula started removing all Moosty´s clothes and kissing or licking every spot she bared. The inside of his ankles and thighs - his neck under his ears - his nipples and all the way down his belly too
Soon Moosty was sure his skin was on flames. Had anybody a bucket of water handy, please? No - forgetaboutit! On the other well kissed hand it was so lovely that Moosty never wanted it to stop
But when it did stop - when they both finally found release - Moosty was equally sure they were floating around on a fluffy pink little cloud in Heaven - probably the poor little collection of water drops was blushing shocking pink because of what they were doing on it - with angels playing their harps and violins all around
Supplemented by cooing doves, fragrant roses in all colours, little red hearts with white wings and what ever else a romantic troll can imagine when he is making love to his beloved girl
"I don´t think I have loved anybody before today" Moosty whispered to Lula when his heart finally stopped pounding enough in his ears to make him able to hear what he was saying
Lula giggled a bit sleepily and kissed his nose. Then said "Sweetie - you ... You are so sweet and gentle and .. romantic and .. and wonderful - but you said the same thing about Felicia last night and - and about A-oo today and ..."
Here Moosty interrupted her and told her that was not fair! He had really not been talking about A-oo!! Although he had mistakenly call her A-oodaq he had been talking about her - Lula! She admitted that most gracefully
And then Moosty thought - to be fair - that he better admit to easily falling in love
"But women are so lovely! Is that my fault?"
Here Lula giggled and hugged him closer and said with one more kiss "I think it is you who is the lovely one! ... I just hope you won´t find another love of your life next week. I´ll have to enjoy this while I can ..."
Moosty had a feeling he was suppose to be offended by this but felt very sad instead. He lifted his head and gently kissed Lula´s wonderful lips "I will stay with you for ever and ever, sweetie" he promised sincerely. "... I thought I loved Felicia - but it never felt like this. We couldn´t talk about things for one thing - if I didn´t agree with her she started calling me things. "Troll" among other things ... And - and she attacked me instead of trying to find arguments to wind me over. She called me troll so many times I was actually convinced I had to be such a one ... And - and I didn´t see it as a positive thing even though I have known and loved Billy Bob for years now - I am rather ashamed of that bit, but ... But Felicia didn't mean it in a positive way - she didn’t want me to be anybody - and certainly not a kind, sweet troll ..."
"You are anybody - somebody!" Lula stated with great conviction "My sweet friend. ... what ever else you want to be is up to you. I´ll help you as far as I can but you decide. I'll perhaps suggest something - but not try to force you. Still ... there is one thing you might better start thinking about being in my opinion - a good son? We have partied so long here Christmas is actually the day after tomorrow as far as I can figure out so maybe we better unfold Frey´s ship pretty soon - perhaps after we have slept a bit - and fly home to your family. What do you say to that plan?"
After another delicious kiss or three Moosty agreed. So they made love one more time. "We´ll sleep better after that!" Moosty claimed and Lula giggling agreed to that. And then they slept so close together you couldn´t get a pussilainious whisker in between them - ... that is, if you could get a pussilainious to part with a single hair of his/hers pride and joy in the first place so you could have tried