Okay, so i'm gonna write a Pixya fanfic for the hell of it. enjoy.
-Coleswagger14
Pixal twirled the spoon she held in her fingertips, sometimes lazily closing her eyes and letting the utensil drop to the tabletop. How boring could being human be? She now knew.
Endless bathing, eating, drinking, and above all, a completely new emotion humans referred to as lust.
When she had become human for the very first time, Nya had been standing in front of her, and as soon as she'd seen the samurai, she had felt slick wetness accumulate down south. It had confused her. She was supposed to have been in love with Zane; not a teen whose boyfriend had just been killed.
Later, she had found out that Zane was dating Cole, and she finally had closure that a little fun with her favorite Samurai X would be just fine.
At last, she heard footsteps at the doorway to the dining room. Her head turned slowly, and the beautiful figure of Nya Flamaine was revealed to her.
In the girl's hands were bags of groceries, and Pixal stood to aid her.
"How did it go? Find everything you need?"
Nya gave a little sigh, "Yeah, but they were out of Raisin Bran..."
Pixal merely nodded, allowing herself to slip into a lustful state right as they finished putting up the boxes and vegetables and whatnot that had been purchased. Then, she finally couldn't stand it any longer, and grabbed both of Nya's wrists. The ebony haired teen looked a bit surprised, but was curious as to what was occurring.
"Pixal?"
Nya's back hit the wall, and the former android leaned forward to lick her lips.
"P-Pix...Bedroom...now..."
It was a flurry of movement to rush to the room, yet they made it just in time. Pixal made quick work of her girlfriend's clothes; stripping them off as fast as her hands could yank. She then undressed herself, and threw Nya onto the nearest bed.
Nya lapped up at her girlfriend's lips, making the younger female moan and whimper. The latter set her hips gently against the other's, and a slow, steady, and sweet grind began.
The ebony haired girl's back arched, her hands gripping the sheets at her sides, "H-hah...P-Pixal...yes..."
Pixal gave Nya's chest a quick lick, then moved forward to claim the older's lips as her own. "Mmmph.. mmm...nuh.." She pulled away after they started running out of oxygen and began setting soft kisses that trailed down the tanned, soft skin of her lover's neck. "F-Fuck..oh gosh..love you, love you, kiss me." The two carried on with touches fit for professionals and sex fit for queens.
When at last they had emptied out their tired bodies, they lay side by side, hands intertwined, Nya's head to the pale, small chest of her girlfriend.
"Pix?"
"Yes, love?"
"Do you love me?"
"Of course I do. I always have."
"Oh..." Nya turned her eyes back to the moonlit window, then thinking out loud, she looked back to the once-android, "Pixal, could...could we...tell the others? You know, about us?"
At this question, the latter's blood ran cold.
Tell the rest of the team of their passion? Reveal the secret they had kept so well hidden for months? Should they? They had accepted Zane and Cole. How different would it be?
"I-I...may I dwell on this for a while, darling? I am not sure quite yet."
Nya snuggled closer to her love, tucking her head underneath Pixal's sharp chin, "Take all the time you need." She smiled to herself, then, turning her face up to the pale cheek near her face and pecked it, "I love you. Goodnight."
"Goodnight..."
But Pixal would stay awake hours before sleep finally found her.