X softly woke up the next morning with Sephira out of bed. In a panic, X put back on his underwear and pants and tried to meet her at the door.
"Where are you going?" X asked as Sephira started to put her shoes on.
"Work." she said simply enough. "I'll be back in nine hours."
"Don't go, I still need you." X told her as he ran closer to her, then gently placed his hands on her face, keeping her eyes trained on his. Quickly, he pulled her into a needy and lustful kiss. Sephira closed her eyes as she lost all sense of where she was going and what she was going to do- although a part of her wanted to stay, she knew she had to go to work.
"No..." Sephira said softly as she tried to peel him away, "I need to work."
X did not let go of Sephira although they were no longer in their embrace.
"My work number is on the notepad, call if the house is on fire- and nothing else. Understand me?"
X stared into her eyes, and he would not move. Sephira frowned.
"We can't keep this up if we're going to act like this. If I didn't have to leave, I wouldn't. Go do your thing, and I can do mine. We're still two different beings- sharing a bed shouldn't take that away."
X nodded slowly, but pulled Sephira in for one last kiss.
"I'll be right here when you come back." X promised.
"I wouldn't have it any other way." Sephira told him with a loving look before going out the door.
. . .
"I see you slept well last night?" Dr Weil asked as Sephira went about the room in a different gait than normal.
"What makes you ask that sir?" Sephira asked curiously as she handed to scientist a beaker.
"To be honest, I haven't seen you this lively since you first told me you met that Reploid friend of yours. What was his name again?"
"Roch."
"Oh yes, that's right. His name in French means 'rock,' I remember now."
Dr Weil looked at Sephira as she went around expressing a type of OCD that he didn't even know she had. That was when the idea came to him.
"Seph, did you have... relations with your Reploid friend last night?"
For awhile, Sephira didn't answer- entertaining to herself on how she was going to respond. Dr Weil was not amused by this silence, quite naturally it made him feel more at edge.
"Aero Lillian Sephira, tell me you didn't have sex with a Reploid!" Dr Weil demanded. Sephira looked at Dr Weil with stars in her eyes.
"But that would be a lie sir."
Dr Weil rushed to Sephira and held her shoulders roughly.
"Do you have any idea what people are going to do to you when they find out?" Dr Weil asked her sternly. Sephira shrugged him off.
"Do you have an idea how many people have mass produced Reploids for their own erotic sexual desires?" Sephira said back. "Roch isn't built like that, he's... he's different."
"Just because you're in the honeymoon stage of a relationship, it doesn't mean you know everything about him." Dr Weil told her sternly.
"I know." Sephira agreed. "But it's something I find so... alluring about him."
Dr Weil sighed heavily and looked at Sephira.
"Reploids in general have a certain allure about them Seph, psychologists have been trying to figure out why for the past four years. But by common norm of our society today, I am going to admit that I don't approve of what you're doing."
"And you don't have to." Sephira told him before getting back to work. "What we do in bed in between us and the Lord."
For a moment, Dr Weil did not respond to this- but the idea did not leave his mind.
"How does he... satisfy you?" Dr Weil asked, now feeling rather curious. "He isn't able to produce-"
"He can not." Sephira said quickly. "I... I don't know how he does it, really. He also doesn't have any blood, so it's just to show gender I suppose. It's effective, whatever the hell it is or how it works."
Dr Weil opened his mouth to place an opinion, but closed it figuring the conversation was going to grow awkward no matter how it went, and without another word they both went back to work.
. . .
"Our reports have turned up negative Commander Sigma." a Reploid told Sigma. The Maverick grimaced.
"Then work harder!" Sigma barked, "I want every stone turned and no Maverick to rest until X has been found. X has had long enough for time off, it's time he show himself to the world again!"
"Yes Commander Sigma, sir!" the Reploid said before running off. Sigma took a step back and thought the situation over.
"I'll find you X," Sigma said to no one in particular, "And when I find you, whatever life you had will be destroyed... then you will face me again, and I will not lose!"