Goddess Fairy Moon NTR Pure Love-Chapter 71 - 68

The Lingwu Continent, a realm where cultivation reigned supreme and the strong preyed upon the weak, was also home to treasures beyond mortal comprehension. Among the most coveted were the Celestial Stones. These enigmatic gems, born from the very fabric of the cosmos, were exceedingly rare. Only twenty Celestial Stones materialized every hundred thousand years, deep within the Abyss of Nothingness—a terrifying void inhabited by ancient, powerful creatures that defied description. If Celestial Stones were a rarity, then Immortal Celestial Stones were practically a myth. A single one was birthed only once every five million years. These paramount treasures not only accelerated cultivation progress but also contained innate Immortal Insights, knowledge that would literally become etched into a cultivator’s very bones. This offered an unparalleled advantage, smoothing the arduous path towards the Immortal Earth Realm once a cultivator finally ascended to immortality.

For years, the Goddess of Lust, a being whose very essence was temptation and carnal desire, had observed Aukin’s remarkable cultivation progress. She had witnessed his journey from a young man with a cursed talent to a formidable Nirvana Realm cultivator, all under the guiding, often lustful, hand of his mother, Fairy Moon. The Goddess found their intertwined destinies, their shared depravity, and their profound love utterly fascinating. One day, her ethereal form materialized before Fairy Moon, her eyes shimmering with mischievous amusement.

"Fairy Moon, my dear," the Goddess purred, her voice a silken caress that could stir dormant desires in the purest of hearts. "It seems your little Aukin has grown quite powerful, and quite... *indulgent*."

Fairy Moon, ever regal, merely raised a delicate eyebrow, her perfect lips curving into a faint, knowing smile. "He is my son. He is precisely what he was destined to be."

"Destined, indeed," the Goddess chuckled, a sound like wind chimes in a pleasure garden. "I have something that might interest you, something that could solidify his destiny even further, perhaps even smooth his path to the Immortal Earth Realm beyond your wildest dreams."

Fairy Moon’s eyes, usually pools of serene blue, flickered with interest. "And what might that be, Goddess?" she inquired, her voice betraying a hint of curiosity.

"An Immortal Celestial Stone," the Goddess revealed, watching Fairy Moon’s reaction closely. "A single, perfect gem, imbued with aeons of Immortal Insight."

Fairy Moon’s breath hitched, just slightly. The temptation was immense. Despite her past dislikes for the Goddess of Lust, especially after Aukin’s kidnapping incident, the thought of such a treasure for her son, her eternal love, stirred her maternal instincts to their core. "And what is the price for such a boon?" she asked, her voice steady now, though her heart pounded with anticipation.

The Goddess of Lust leaned closer, her eyes gleaming. "A bet, my dear. A simple, childish bet, much like the one I once proposed to you." She paused, letting her words hang in the air. "I want to see if your precious Aukin, despite all the lust you’ve so lovingly instilled in him, can resist temptation. If he can turn away from the purest, most potent forms of carnal desire, then the Immortal Celestial Stone is his. If he succumbs, well, then you owe me a favor. A very *special* favor."

Fairy Moon’s gaze hardened for a moment, remembering her own test, the moment she broke free from her icy restraint and embraced the path of lust, a path that ultimately led her to Aukin in a way she never imagined. But this was for Aukin. Her Aukin. The temptation was too great. Her son’s future, his ultimate ascension, was paramount. "I accept," Fairy Moon declared, her voice firm, a glint of challenge in her beautiful blue eyes. "But know this, Goddess, Aukin is not me. He possesses a will far stronger than you comprehend, especially when it comes to *us*."

A knowing smirk played on the Goddess’s lips. "We shall see, my dear. We shall see."

Aukin, completely oblivious to the celestial wager that now hinged on his resolve, found himself alone in one of the Goddess of Lust’s notoriously opulent mansions. The air itself seemed thick with the scent of jasmine, musk, and something undeniably primal. Velvet drapes, shimmering silks, and cushions piled high adorned the room, their textures inviting touch, their colors deep and seductive. Soft, enchanting music, almost imperceptible, drifted through the air, stirring a subtle warmth in his veins. He couldn’t help but acknowledge the pervasive atmosphere of debauchery that permeated every corner of this place. Orgy, he mused, was probably a mild description for the activities that usually transpired here.

"Well, this is... luxurious," Aukin murmured to himself, his blue eyes scanning the room. He felt a familiar stir of arousal, but it was a generalized, almost intellectual appreciation for the art of seduction, not a personal craving. His heart, his soul, his very being, yearned only for Fairy Moon. 𝑓𝑟𝑒𝘦𝓌𝑒𝑏𝑛𝑜𝘷𝑒𝘭.𝒸𝘰𝑚

Suddenly, the grand, ornate doors to his chamber swung open, revealing a procession of breathtaking beauty. Various immortal women, clad in nothing but their flawless skin and alluring smiles, glided into the room. Their bodies were sculpted by aeons of cultivation, each curve and line a masterpiece. Some had long, flowing hair that cascaded down their backs, others sported intricate braids adorned with shimmering jewels. Their eyes, in various shades of emerald, amethyst, and gold, sparkled with overt invitation. They moved with an innate grace, their steps silent as they approached him, their gazes filled with a potent, ancient lust.

"Greetings, handsome one," one woman, with fiery red hair and breasts that seemed to defy gravity, purred, her voice a low thrum that resonated deep within his chest. She sauntered closer, her hips swaying enticingly, her hand reaching out to trace the line of his jaw. "We have been awaiting your arrival."

Aukin, despite the immediate warmth that spread through his body at their collective allure, felt a surprising detachment. They were undeniably hot, each one a paragon of female beauty, yet he felt no genuine stir of personal desire for them. His heart, his cock, his very soul belonged to Fairy Moon. These women, for all their perfection, simply didn’t compare to the divine, intoxicating bond he shared with his mother.

"Thank you for your warm welcome," Aukin replied politely, gently deflecting the woman’s hand. "But I assure you, there must be some mistake. I am merely a guest here."

Another woman, with skin as smooth as polished jade and long, black hair, stepped forward, her purple eyes fixated on his lips. "There is no mistake, darling. The Goddess herself sent us to ensure your comfort, to fulfill your every unspoken desire." She leaned in, her sweet breath ghosting over his ear, "And we have many ways to make you very, *very* comfortable."

She pressed her soft, plump breast against his arm, her nipple hardening against his sleeve. The sensation was undeniably pleasurable, a testament to her mastery of seduction. Yet, Aukin found himself unmoved in the way they expected. It was an objective pleasure, like appreciating a fine piece of art, but it lacked the soul-stirring, all-consuming fire that only Fairy Moon ignited within him.

"I appreciate the offer, truly," Aukin said, his voice still calm, though he felt a faint blush creeping up his neck. "But I must respectfully decline. I... I am a married man, you see."

The women exchanged bewildered glances. A married man? In the Goddess of Lust’s mansion? It was almost unheard of for such a figure to resist. They were trained in the arts of pleasure for millennia, capable of breaking the resolve of even the most stoic cultivators.

"Married?" a third woman, with silver hair and eyes like molten gold, scoffed playfully. "Darling, in this place, such mundane attachments hold no sway. Here, only pleasure reigns supreme. Let us show you a pleasure beyond your wildest dreams, a pleasure that will make you forget all else." She knelt before him, her eyes locking onto the bulge in his pants, her tongue darting out to moisten her lips.

Aukin took a step back, his polite smile unwavering. "I understand the allure, truly. And I am flattered by your attention. But my heart, and indeed, my desires, are entirely committed to my wife. To indulge in such pleasures with others would be a betrayal of the deepest kind, and that is something I cannot, and will not, do."

He saw a flicker of genuine surprise, even confusion, in their eyes. His unwavering resolve, his sincere words, were not what they were accustomed to. He stood there, a beacon of fidelity amidst a sea of temptation, his blue eyes clear and steadfast. He was genuinely surprised himself. He had fully expected to be swept away, to feel the familiar tug of lust, but it simply wasn’t there. His love for Fairy Moon had forged an impenetrable shield around his heart.

Meanwhile, Fairy Moon watched the entire scene unfold through a shimmering scrying mirror, her perfect body draped across a plush chaise lounge in the Goddess of Lust’s private viewing chamber. The Goddess sat beside her, a look of growing astonishment on her face. Around them, dozens of powerful, naked immortal men writhed and gyrated, their erections proudly displayed, some openly masturbating, their groans and grunts filling the air with raw, animalistic desire. They were meant to stir the Goddess and Fairy Moon, to intensify the atmosphere of lust, but neither woman seemed to notice them. All their attention was fixed on Aukin.

"He’s... resisting," the Goddess of Lust breathed, her voice laced with disbelief. "He’s actually resisting them. My most potent sirens, trained for millennia in the art of pure, unadulterated seduction."

Fairy Moon’s lips curved into a triumphant, almost smug smile. Her eyes, however, were not on the men around them, but on Aukin, and a deep, delicious warmth spread through her core. "Did I not tell you, Goddess? Aukin is not me. His devotion runs deeper than you can fathom."

As Aukin uttered those final, resolute words—"I am a married man, and my desires are committed to my wife"—a powerful, almost primal wave of desire surged through Fairy Moon. Her pussy, already slick and tingling from watching her son, suddenly became impossibly wet, a torrent of eager juices. A soft moan escaped her lips as her inner walls clenched and pulsed, yearning for him. She wanted him, right then, right there. She wanted to squeeze him dry, to feel his potent cock filling her, to taste his essence. The thought of him, so steadfast, so loyal, made her blood sing with an exquisite lust that surpassed anything she had ever felt.

The Goddess of Lust, however, was utterly stunned. Her jaw literally dropped. The bet was lost. "He... he said he has a wife," she stammered, her eyes wide with shock. "He rejected them, for a *wife*?"

Fairy Moon, her eyes blazing with a mixture of triumph and unbridled desire, didn’t waste a second. With a flick of her wrist, she unleashed the very same binding spell that her sweetie Aukin had created and used it on her. Ethereal, shimmering chains of pure energy erupted from her fingertips, wrapping around the Goddess before she could even react, binding her securely to the chaise lounge. The Goddess let out a gasp, her eyes widening in indignation.

"What in the heavens, Fairy Moon?!" the Goddess exclaimed, struggling against the magical bonds. "Have you lost your mind?!"

Fairy Moon merely smiled, a predatory, utterly captivating smile. "Perhaps. Or perhaps, I’ve just become a little too comfortable with you observing everyone, myself included." Before the Goddess could utter another word, Fairy Moon, with a powerful wave of her hand, banished all the naked immortal men from the chamber, sending them scattering into the mansion’s vast, labyrinthine corridors. Then, with another swift gesture, she pulled Aukin directly into the room, his form shimmering into existence beside her.

Aukin, still processing his unexpected victory over temptation, blinked in surprise as he found himself in a new, even more opulent chamber. His eyes immediately fell upon Fairy Moon, looking utterly divine, and then to the bound Goddess of Lust, her expression a mixture of shock and fury.

"Mother? What’s going on?" Aukin asked, his voice laced with confusion.

Fairy Moon didn’t answer immediately. Her gaze, filled with an intense, burning lust, swept over Aukin’s body, making his cock throb in immediate response. Then, with a slow, deliberate movement, she walked over to the bound Goddess of Lust, her eyes never leaving her son’s. With another graceful motion, she stripped the Goddess of her remaining wisps of ethereal clothing, leaving her completely exposed, her perfect, voluptuous body now entirely vulnerable.

"Aukin, my love," Fairy Moon purred, her voice a low, husky whisper that sent shivers down his spine. "You have proven your unwavering devotion. Now, it is time for your reward. And for a little... *revenge*." Her eyes, usually so gentle when looking at him, now held a mischievous, almost wicked glint. "This Goddess," she continued, gesturing towards the struggling, furious Goddess of Lust, "has had her fun observing us, testing us. Now, it’s our turn to teach her a lesson in true, unbridled passion."

Aukin’s eyes widened as he finally understood. His mother, his divine, depraved mother, was not just giving him a reward; she was orchestrating a scene of ultimate dominance and lust, with the Goddess of Lust as their unwitting plaything. A thrill, dark and exhilarating, shot through him. The thought of conquering the very embodiment of temptation, with his mother’s blessing and active participation, was almost too much to bear. His cock, already thick and hard, pulsed with eager anticipation.

"Conquer her, my love," Fairy Moon commanded, her voice dropping to an even more seductive whisper. "Take her. In every hole. Fill her with your essence until she begs for mercy. Let her know the true depth of *our* lust, the kind that binds souls and shatters inhibitions."

Aukin, his heart pounding, his mind reeling with the sheer audacity of it all, could only nod, his blue eyes blazing with a newfound, fierce determination. He approached the bound Goddess of Lust, who, despite her fury, couldn’t help but feel a flicker of fear, and perhaps, a perverse curiosity, at the sight of the young man now looming over her.

"You... you wouldn’t dare!" the Goddess spat, her voice trembling slightly.

Yet her eyes scheme with light she was once a mortal like Aukin taste the very law of lust he would succumbed. Fairy Moon was not a fool but she was more confidence in her darling. She wanted to let ghe Goddess of lust experience failure in conquering a man and instead being conquered.

Fairy Moon merely laughed, a rich, throaty sound that promised ultimate pleasure and ultimate subjugation. "Oh, but we would, Goddess. We absolutely would." She then turned her attention to Aukin, her hands already moving to unbuckle his pants, her fingers expertly freeing his engorged cock. "Show her, Aukin. Show her what true devotion, true desire, can accomplish."

Aukin’s magnificent cock, already thick and pulsating, sprang free, jutting out proudly. It was a formidable sight, its head glistening with eager precum. Fairy Moon leaned down, her lips brushing against the tip, her tongue flicking out to taste the salty, musky fluid. "Perfect," she murmured, before looking up at Aukin, her eyes burning with shared lust.

He took a deep breath, the scent of the Goddess of Lust, a heady mix of exotic perfumes and rising fear, filling his nostrils. He knelt before her, his large cock now hovering inches from her face. The Goddess, despite her earlier defiance, instinctively flinched, her eyes wide.

"please," she whispered, a plea that sounded alien coming from her.

Fairy Moon, however, was in full control, her own lust having reached a fever pitch. "Open your mouth, Goddess," she commanded, her voice firm, leaving no room for refusal. "Taste him. Taste the man who defied your every temptation."

As if compelled by an unseen force, the Goddess of Lust’s lips parted slightly. Aukin, guided by his mother’s unspoken will and his own surging desire, pushed forward, slowly, deliberately, guiding the head of his cock into her mouth. The Goddess gasped, her eyes squeezing shut as the thick shaft slid past her teeth, filling her oral cavity.

Fairy Moon watched, her own pussy clenching and unclenching, her fingers gently stroking Aukin’s balls. "Good," she praised, her voice thick with arousal. "Now, Aukin, show her the true pleasure of obedience."

Aukin began to thrust, a slow, rhythmic motion that forced the Goddess to take more and more of him. Her throat worked, struggling to accommodate his size, tears pricking at the corners of her eyes, not from pain, but from the sheer indignity and overwhelming sensation. He felt her gag reflex kick in, but his mother’s hand on his back was a silent command to continue, to push deeper. He obliged, his hips grinding, burying his cock to the very root of her throat. The Goddess of Lust, the embodiment of temptation, was now being dominated, filled, by a man who had resisted her own allure.

After a few intense moments, Aukin pulled out, his cock slick with her saliva, leaving the Goddess gasping for air, her face flushed red. Fairy Moon, her eyes gleaming, then took Aukin’s hand and guided his cock towards the Goddess’s plump, inviting breasts.

"Now, my love," Fairy Moon instructed, her voice a low growl, "let her feel your heat, your power."

Aukin began to rub his throbbing cock between the Goddess’s ample breasts, the soft flesh yielding to his hardness. He moved in a circular motion, teasing and tantalizing, the friction building rapidly. The Goddess, despite her predicament, couldn’t suppress a small moan as the warmth and pressure intensified. Fairy Moon, her own body practically vibrating with lust, leaned down and began to lick and suckle on the Goddess’s nipples, her tongue expertly drawing them into hard, erect peaks.

"Feel that, Goddess?" Fairy Moon whispered, her breath hot against the Goddess’s ear. "This is what happens when you underestimate true love, true devotion."

Aukin, caught between the sheer audacity of the act and the burning lust for his mother, thrust his hips forward, burying his cock deep between the Goddess’s breasts, pumping rhythmically. He watched as his mother’s lips worked furiously on the Goddess’s nipples, her eyes locked with his. The shared depravity, the ultimate act of sexual dominance, fueled his arousal to an unbearable degree. He felt a surge of overwhelming pleasure, a deep, primal satisfaction.

"Fuck her, Aukin," Fairy Moon encouraged, her voice rough with desire. "Fuck her until she understands the power of *our* bond."

He continued to thrust, his cock sliding in and out of the creamy valley between the Goddess’s breasts, until he felt the familiar, inexorable build-up of his climax. With a guttural groan, he erupted, hot, sticky cum spurting forth, drenching the Goddess’s chest and neck, mingling with the saliva from Fairy Moon’s mouth. The Goddess of Lust, covered in his essence, lay panting, her eyes wide with a mixture of shock, shame, and a faint, undeniable flicker of pleasure.

Fairy Moon, her face smeared with cum and the Goddess’s sweat, looked up at Aukin, her eyes shining. "That was just the beginning, my love," she purred, her tongue flicking out to clean a streak of cum from her own lips. She then took Aukin’s still-hard cock and guided it lower, towards the Goddess’s perfectly formed, tightly closed pussy. "Now, let her feel the true penetration. Let her know what it means to be truly filled."

Aukin, his heart pounding with a mixture of exhilaration and a possessive lust for his mother, positioned himself. He spread the Goddess’s thighs, revealing her untouched, pristine pussy, a sight that was both alluring and intimidating. He pressed the head of his cock against her clit, teasing her, causing her bound body to squirm slightly.

"Please... not there," the Goddess pleaded, her voice barely a whisper, a stark contrast to current confident demeanor.

But Fairy Moon was relentless. "Yes, there, Goddess," she countered, her voice firm. "And everywhere else. Aukin, my love, show her no mercy. Fill her until she overflows."

Aukin pushed, slowly at first, feeling the tight resistance of her tight pussy. The Goddess of Lust, despite her millennia of existence, had never known true penetration of a mortal, never allowed herself to be taken in such a primal, vulnerable way. She gasped, a sharp, choked sound, as his thick cock breached her entrance, stretching her, filling her. He paused, letting her adjust, feeling her internal muscles clench around him.

"So tight," Aukin murmured, his voice husky with desire. "Like a flower unfolding."

Fairy Moon knelt beside him, her hand reaching down to stroke the Goddess’s belly, her fingers dancing lightly over her pubic mound. "She’s always been too guarded, too detached," Fairy Moon explained, her eyes fixed on Aukin’s face. "Now, she will experience true surrender."

Aukin began to thrust, slowly at first, then with increasing speed and power. The Goddess of Lust cried out, a mixture of pain and burgeoning pleasure escaping her lips. Her body arched against the bindings, her hips instinctively trying to meet his thrusts. Each time Aukin plunged deep, she would whimper, her eyes rolling back in her head. He could feel her virgin walls stretching and grasping him, milking his cock with every glorious stroke. The sound of their bodies slapping together, the wet, rhythmic thud, filled the chamber.

She tried to used her lust to subdued Aukin but it did not work neither on Fairy moon.

Fairy Moon, utterly consumed by the spectacle, leaned in, her tongue tracing the Goddess’s jawline. "Feel that, Goddess? That’s Aukin’s power. That’s the love he reserves for me, now shared with you, to teach you humility."

Aukin, driven by the intense lust emanating from his mother, and the intoxicating sensation of taking the Goddess of Lust, thrust harder, faster. He slammed into her, burying his cock to the hilt with each stroke, eliciting cries and moans from her. He felt the familiar tingling sensation, the prelude to another climax, building rapidly within him.

"I’m going to cum, Mother!" Aukin groaned, his voice strained with effort and pleasure.

"Then cum, my love!" Fairy Moon urged, her voice a fervent whisper. "Fill her completely! Mark her with your essence!"

With a final, powerful thrust, Aukin roared, emptying his hot, viscous cum deep inside the Goddess of Lust’s virgin womb. Her body stiffened, a convulsive shudder running through her as his seed flooded her. She lay there, panting, completely spent, her eyes glazed over, a mixture of shock and profound, unexpected pleasure etched on her face. Her pussy, now leaking his cum, pulsed around his retreating cock.

The Goddess of Lust convulsed in pleasure she couldn’t believe, she who had is the definition of lust itself. Having done so many kinky stuff Aukin was able to make her cum without her help.

Fairy Moon smiled, a triumphant, satisfied smile. She then guided Aukin’s still-hard cock towards the Goddess’s tight, trembling anal entrance. "One more, my love," she whispered, her voice laced with a wicked delight. "Let her feel you in every orifice. Let her remember this lesson forever."

Aukin, his body still tingling from his previous climax, felt a renewed surge of energy. He had never taken anyone anally before, save for his mother, and the thought of doing so to the Goddess of Lust, with Fairy Moon’s blessing, was incredibly stimulating. He pressed his cock against her taut asshole, feeling the tight, unyielding muscle.

"Harder please!" the Goddess whimpered, her body tensing, her previous pleasure giving way to fear because whatever energy was in Aukin was corrupting her lust.

Fairy Moon, however, was in no mood for pleas. She spat on the Goddess’s asshole, then smeared the saliva with her finger, lubricating the tight opening. "You will take him, Goddess," Fairy Moon declared, her voice cold and commanding. "You will take every inch of him, and you will enjoy it."

Aukin, his heart racing, pushed forward, slowly, agonizingly. The Goddess cried out as his cock stretched her, tearing slightly at her virgin anus. He paused, allowing her body to adjust, feeling her muscles clench and relax around him. Fairy Moon, ever the expert, gently pushed on the Goddess’s lower back, helping to open her up.

"Just relax, Goddess," Fairy Moon purred, though her tone was anything but comforting. "Let his pleasure consume you."

Aukin began to thrust, slowly at first, then with increasing force. The Goddess of Lust shrieked, a raw, primal sound, as his cock plunged deep into her asshole. It was incredibly tight, every thrust a glorious, intense friction. He felt her internal protests, her body’s struggle against the invasion, but he also felt the gradual yielding, the slow surrender. He grunted with effort, his muscles straining, as he relentlessly hammered into her tight passage.

Fairy Moon, her eyes shining with dark satisfaction, watched every thrust, every reaction. She stroked Aukin’s back, a silent encouragement, her own pussy now throbbing with intense desire, her fingers digging into her own wet folds. The sight of Aukin dominating the Goddess of Lust, filling her in every possible way, was the ultimate aphrodisiac for her.

"Cum for me, Aukin!" Fairy Moon urged, her voice a guttural growl. "Cum deep inside her! Fill her until she can take no more!"

Aukin, his body trembling, felt the overwhelming rush of another climax building within him. He pulled back slightly, then plunged forward with a final, powerful thrust, roaring as he emptied his entire load of cum deep into the Goddess of Lust’s asshole. Her body convulsed violently, a scream tearing from her throat as his hot seed flooded her. She lay there, utterly broken, completely spent, her body twitching uncontrollably, her eyes wide and unfocused. She was filled to the brim with Aukin’s essence, in every single one of her holes.

Fairy Moon, her own pussy now dripping wet, smiled a truly wicked, satisfied smile. She released the Goddess of Lust from her bindings, letting her slump back onto the chaise lounge, a crumpled, cum-soaked mess. The Immortal Celestial Stone, now glowing faintly, floated down into Fairy Moon’s waiting hand.

"A deal is a deal," Fairy Moon said, her voice soft, almost gentle now, as she looked at the stunned, violated Goddess. "And you, Goddess, have learned a valuable lesson today. Never underestimate the power of true love, even when it’s mixed with a little depravity."

With a final, lingering glance at the utterly conquered Goddess of Lust, Fairy Moon enveloped Aukin in a powerful embrace. "Come, my love," she whispered, her lips brushing against his ear. "Let’s go home. I have a sudden, overwhelming urge to squeeze you dry, to taste every drop of your essence, to make love to you until we both forget our names."

Aukin, his body still thrumming with the afterglow of his multiple climaxes, and the intoxicating thrill of their shared conquest, grinned. He knew exactly what his mother meant. He had taken the Goddess of Lust, but his heart, his soul, his every desire belonged only to Fairy Moon. And as they disappeared from the Goddess’s mansion, leaving behind a bewildered, cum-soaked deity, Fairy Moon felt a profound sense of satisfaction. She had not only secured an invaluable treasure for her son but had also exacted her revenge on the naughty Goddess of Lust, solidifying their bond, their shared path of love and depravity, even further. They returned to their home, their hearts and bodies overflowing with a love that transcended all boundaries, a love that was uniquely, perfectly, *theirs*.

Mean while the goddess of lust was left with ahegao expression feeling envy for Fairy Moon.