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Pixal jumped down from the currently in progress of being repaired mech to go check the blueprints laying on her work table again. It was relatively quiet throughout the monastery. If she had been a floor above, she would see the rising moon as the night fell. The Samurai muttered under her breath about this tool and that component as a weight fell on her shoulders and around her waist.
Pixal jumped slightly, but her hands placed themselves over Zane’s as she greeted her lover with a quiet “hello Zane”, laying her head against his own.
Zane mumbled tired nonsense back, pressing himself closer into Pixal. Pixal laughed softly and tapped Zane’s hands. Zane let her go and Pixal turned around, pulling out the stool she had abandoned hours before and instructing Zane “Sit. I just have to shut off a couple things, then we can head off to bed.”
“Alright.” Zane muttered, sitting down and watching Pixal deactivate and tidy the workspace. Pixal kept her eye on the very tired Zane, who leaned slightly against the table as he tracked his yin as she worked. It was admittedly very adorable to see him so sleepy.
Pixal shut off one final switch and decided the mess on the table can be left for tomorrow. Making her way back over, Pixal placed a kiss on Zane’s forehead and muttered “Let’s head up to sleep.”
Up the elevator, through the hallway and into the couples room the two went. Having been in the monastery all day, the two didn’t bother changing due to the relative comfort and casualness of their attire, and were free to lay down as they entered the room.
Pixal had definitely noticed an uptake in clinginess when she had come back- and while it could be overwhelming at time, she really didn’t mind. Years without Zane would probably have her acting the same way Zane was acting now. After getting her proper body back years ago, she had definitely been much more affectionate than normal after the whole Harumi thing was over.
Regardless, it was nice to feel the pressure of Zane’s head on her chest as she ran her fingers through the metal imitation of hair. The peace of night stretched on as the couple basked in each others presence after being deprived of it for so long. The quiet, mechanical breathing the only noise, a small comfort that the other was indeed there.
Zane finally looked up, asking “kiss?”
Pixal smiled and nodded as Zane crawled up and pressed a small kiss to her lips. Pixal hummed, pressing back and grabbing Zane’s left hand with her own as she pencilled his cheek with the other.
Slowly, their kisses grew more passionate as time ticked on. The lack of real time to themselves, without villains or worries or friends, boiled over as Pixal moved her kisses from Zane’s lips to his cheeks, down his neck and to his shoulder blade.
Zane melted into the affection, his breath hitching as Pixal came back up to observe Zane’s lovesick form. She couldn’t help the small laugh as she stared at Zane’s starry eyes.
“You’re adorable,” Pixal complimented, placing yet another kiss on Zane’s forehead and going back to laying down before Zane pulled her in again. Pixal’s eyes drifted shut as she allowed herself to be sucked back into the routine.
The kisses melded together as the twos body’s did, eventually ending with Pixal draped on Zane’s shoulder as the twos body’s did slept peacefully under the soft moonlight.