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AN: Came to mind while watching "ANTHOLOGY OF INTEREST I"

~*~Green Striped Boots are just the Beginning~*~

I have killed so many people in the last day. All were my friends and coworkers. Except Scruffy. Just who the fuck was he? Yeah, the janitor but where the hell did he come from? I was the only one left. And Fry. Sweet, innocent Fry. Try as I might, I couldn't stop thinking of him as I ate Dr. Zoidberg. And speak of the devil there he was walking in the door.

"Whatcha eating?"

"Lobster. Want some?"

"Sure. Y'know, I think I finally figured out what's behind all these mysterious deaths."

"Really?"

"Was Planet Express built on an Indian graveyard?"

"No."

"No?"

"No!"

Fry looked at me and light washed over his face.

" Then ... then ... it was you!"

I began crying. I was so sick of lying and his sweet face looked sadly at me.

" I don't know what came over me. I killed one person on impulse. Then I had to kill another. And another."

"Well, that covers the first three killings."

"And now, to make sure you won't talk, I'm gonna have to do something really impulsive!"

I stand up and kiss him hard on the mouth. Sure I've kissed him a few times before, but this was bliss. Surprise renders him useless at first but he soon got into it and he began to explore my mouth with his tongue.

"Fry. Fry. Stop. Let's go to my place"

"Okay"

We go down the stairs holding hands waiting for a taxi. The night air was cool and I snuggle up to him. He looks down at me and pulls my chin up for another kiss.

I pull away long enough to hail a taxi and we were off.

We pull up to my apartment and he pays the driver. We're lip locked again; frantically stumbling to the elevator. We've made it to my room now with difficulty; and trying to find the key hole when you are, say enflamed in passion is hard. He's hard too now.

The door opens and we fall in. I kick it closed with my boot and the locks click into place. His jacket comes off first then our shoes. I can't think any more.

We end up in my room and I slide his shirt off, with mine following. He pulls off his pants and sees I am already ahead off him. He reaches behind me and unclasps the hooks of my bra. He throws it and it lands on the fan above our heads. He pulls me closer to him and we stop. Just holding each other. His hands move up brushing my breasts.

"Ahh…"

His hands are so soft. He looks me in the eye.

"I love you Leela"

I say nothing just pull him down onto me. He kisses me slower now. His mouth traveling from my lips to my collarbone and then my right nipple. He bites lightly and I scream.

Frantically now we rip each others underwear off.

He looks at me questioningly.

I now look into his eyes.

And kiss him as my yes.

He slowly enters me. I squirm. I'm definitely not a virgin but he his so filling. Not only in size but love. His love fills me so much more than any guy I've ever been with. He slowly rocks against me, pushing in a bit deeper every time.

This is too slow. And my instincts take over. I flip him onto his back and straddle him. I slowly move up and down and then begin to ride him harder and faster. Its now his turn to squirm.

His hands cup my breasts as I bounce up and down. I push his hands away and crush my lips against his. He wraps his arms around me. I have never felt so safe. We are rocking together now and I've stopped breathing.

"Ssssss… Leelaaaaa…"

He comes and we stay put just holding each other.

He pulls out and I snuggle next to him pulling the sheets up.

"Should I get the lights?"

"Neh…"

The moon has barely risen when we fall asleep.

~*~

The moon now close to setting peers at us through the window.

"So, Fry, what do you think of the impulsive new me?"

I snuggle closer to his warmth.

"I like it!"

"Good. Now let me just get the lights"

I reach over him and turn off the lights. At first he screams, till he realizes what I am doing. For the second time in a night I let him fill me. Though talking is no longer an option I still try to send my emotions to him through my ministrations.

"I really like it!"

THE END

AN: Might make a sequel. The Next Day. Depends on reviews!