5:30 am. The two have finished, (erotica is no fun this way) and now lay on the mattress. Pross is on top of Springy, on his back this time, though still wedged between her tits.
"Sky?"
"Yes, darling?"
"I just thought of something. When I had that suit commissioned, it didn't come with feelings, or anything like that. It was just meant to be something I could hide you away in. How did you enjoy that? You shouldn't be able to even feel that..." Pross stares at the ceiling, pondering.
"Darling, it seems Mairusu didn't tell you everything. I was programmed with more than just sentience. We all were. All of us here can eat, taste, feel, and emote just like a normal human. Sex is just as normal. We do it simply because we have this... Insatiable hunger for sex at night. It's like we just come alive at night, ready to bounce the hours away. We just get extremely horny at night. And it's only when the power goes out, too. It's strange..." Springy stares up at the ceiling as well, contemplating the possibilities of what that could mean. Pross yawns, and wraps his arms around Springy's breasts, putting his hands behind his head. "I wonder if the power has something to do with it. Maybe I can fix it."
Springy laughs. "I think the others would appreciate that. Wait- oh, the others..." She realizes that she took Pross into her room, which means they never even saw him. He leans his head back to look at Springy. "What, are you talking about the other ones? Would they fuck me too?"
"Absolutely."
"Huh... Well, honestly, I don't think I want to go home. I know I have a job to do, and a very important one at that. The Omniverse won't run itself. But I really just want to stay here, now that I know where you ended up." He smiles, and Springy smiles back, blushing. Somehow.
"Darling, you're so sweet. I truly applaud your kind offer, but you need to get back to the castle. They'll be running around like fools without you." Springy playfully scrunches up Pross' cheeks with her tits, making him blush. "You're so cute~" Of course, she's only teasing. He is cute, he just prefers 'handsome'. "Aaaah, they'll be fine. As long as Mark, Jack, and Felix stay on their shit, we'll be fine."
"Ya know, if you want something done right-"
"You should just do it yourself, yeah I know. I just miss you. You'd understand if you knew what it's like to watch all the women you love die, because you'll never grow old. I'll never get to grow old with someone. Ever. I'll never get the satisfaction of dying beside my loved one, because it's always the other way around. That's part of being immortal. You have to watch as everyone dies around you." He looks back up at the ceiling, tearing up a bit. He never cries, mind you. The only time anyone saw him shed a tear was at his father's funeral. And he was still young then. "Darling, don't cry. You're right, I'll never truly understand that. But... Seeing you cry makes me want to cry, so can we be a little happier for Mommy?" He chuckles. "Heheh, and here I thought I was the Daddy, heh." She smiles, and lays her arms across his chest. Pross grips her wrists, holding on tight, like a child holding his mother's hand to cross the street.
"This is what I miss, Sky."
"I miss this too, darling."
*ding, ding, ding, ding, ding, ding!*
6 am.
Shift completed!
Go enjoy some time at home!