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Morpheus stood at one of the windows of the Ikarus, his brows drawn in a frown, his arms crossed as he looked at the dark, dull, and suffocating landscape of the A.I machines.
You approached carefully, holding your breath as if approaching a wild beast that would snap if you dared to touch it.

“What are you doing here?”, Morpheus asked, his voice quiet and dangerous. He wasn’t someone who ever raised his voice if he was mad or generally emotional, except at the speech he recently had made in the cave, and that was only so he would be heard, loud and proud in every corner. But he also didn’t have to: This tone of voice he adopted when he wanted to show is fury was ice cold and cut deeper than a blade.
“I just-“, you started, but he immediately interrupted you.
“There is nothing you can say, that will make this better. I made a fatal mistake. I was blind and stupid and-“
“Human”, you ended his tirade in a quiet hush, but he had heard you loud and clear.
He turned around to you, a little glassy eyed and opened his mouth to speak, maybe to protest you, but whatever he wanted to say had gotten stuck in his throat and then disappeared somewhere behind his comforting, dark brown eyes, looking back at you. You, making your determined presence so known, looking up at him.

For a moment you both stood there, simply looking at each other, wordlessly. Whatever was conversed with subtle body movements and eyes however sufficed. Then suddenly, he let out a gentle laugh, then a loud one, then a couple more until they eventually bubbled over and turned into coughing sobs. You simply kept still, just shuffling forward quietly and taking him into your arms, letting your heart ache with him. He was a head taller than you, so he had to bend down a little to bury his face in your shoulder, but neither of you minded, the embrace somehow still felt like two puzzle pieces fit together perfectly.

Eventually, after a time nobody had counted, he stood up before you again, but he was much closer than before and your faces hovered in front of the other, uncertain.
“You can-“ “Can I-“, you both asked and confirmed at the same time and not even a millisecond later he kissed you, or you kissed him- nobody could say. It worked as perfectly as the comfort you had given him after he had lost his dream, his ambition. Or maybe it had also been a reassurance that it wasn’t over yet, that he was still a good, strong, and capable man. You wanted to prove that with your gentle lips and hands, wanted him to prove it to you, with his rough hands of a true fighter, a true worker, wanting him to whisper it to you.

“I don’t know if this is the right time”, he gentle whispered in between fervent kisses.
“Maybe not”, you agreed, but, like in a cliché stricken rom-com, you kept going.

“But I’ve loved you for too long”, Morpheus admitted after another while, where with stumbling steps you had searched for a corner where you were least likely to get caught.
Your breath hitched and all you could say was, “I love you too”, and then and there that last barrier was broken.
His hands moved like skilled dancers over your skin as he undressed you roughly, yet also gently, making sure not to rip any clothing or yank your hair, though still; his rush and impatience where noticeable, as they were in you, as you clumsily tried to push up his red shirt as well.

When you were both finally naked (it had only been seconds, but the dire situation of a war closing in demanded a bit of a rush), you marveled at his body, immediately remembering how you had stood close to him on the plateau of the cave during the speech, trying not to oogle him. He had the kind of strong body you truly liked in men, where they weren’t gym-strong with steroid muscles and six packs looking like a rack with plastic bumps, but a slightly rounded stomach, broad, round shoulders and softly defined muscles along his arms.
Truth be told, you had had a crush on him almost from day one, but it had taken time obviously, till you really had time to get to know him, with all the operations and recruitment and constant ongoing fight and whatnot. But through some miracle, you had become close friends and you had even overheard him call you his best friend (that had been around three years after you joined). That had already made your heart sing and you hadn’t even hoped for more- yet here you were now, laying below him, enraptured in pleasure.

Both you and him now kept your streak of silence again, simply guiding each other’s limbs to where they needed to be to give pleasure, though it barely was necessary. He somehow tried out different places to kiss and suck fast enough until mere moments later he had you mewling below him. He pinched your right nipple, kissing and licking the left whilst his left hands travelled down to your cunt, gently pushing his fingers between your folds-

Suddenly, both of you heard voices and a still quiet, but clear commotion inside the ship.
“Ok, we have to hurry”, Morpheus whispered, “Are you ready?”, he simply asked, straight to the point, though there was an apologetic look written all over his face and he immediately added, when you said nothing, too caught up in the mixed feeling of euphoria and annoyance, “Though we can also just-“
“No”, you finally managed to breath out something, “Let’s do it”

Carefully but surely, he entered you, his cock stretching you out a little painfully so but you put on a brave face, having too long yearned for this moment and wanting to enjoy it before it inevitably would be interrupted.
He moved as slow as he could, though he anxiously listened to the noises in the ship, and you could feel all over you how tense he was.
“Shhh”, you hissed softly between your teeth, rubbing the back of his neck gently, “Breath, calm down, it’ll be ok. Look at me”, and he did, his eyes that had nervously darted around the room suddenly hyper focused on your face, marveling at the beauty of it before lowering his sight at your lips and kissing you, over and over again, letting his own, soft lips travel to your neck where he began giving you hickies. You sighed half in pleasure again and half in relief as he made himself finally completely forget his surroundings, only feeling his own and your body merge, becoming one beautiful being before you both eventually orgasmed.
You had thought there for a moment that it would’ve been hard for both of you to orgasm with the unease of having to be prepared to up and go at any time, but somehow, the intimacy, the emotion and then the sudden calm and carelessness that had emitted from him, as he let himself go, giving himself entirely to you, had been the hottest experience of your life.
It had been entirely the act of making love, much more beautiful, kind and graceful then you thought your first time with him would be.
And even with the circumstances, as he pulled out of you again, he took a second to breath, and hold you in his arms this time, entangling one of his legs with yours.

“Thank you”, he simply spoke.
“Thank you too”, you simply answered and let a couple of more breathers pass before, with an unspoken understanding, you two got up and dressed again, running towards the voices and as you ran after him you knew this wouldn’t be easy, but you could feel he had regained at least a little bit of confidence again.

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Her heart almost burst at the sight of him, finally lifting his head up to the clearing sky, feeling the real sun touch his caramel skin. He smiled and for the first time it was a full, genuine smile, showing the cute gap between his teeth she loved so much.

“Maybe one day”, Morpheus told her, “there will grow grass here again and flowers and trees. They’ll quietly fight, gently crawling over machine arms until they are covered up in vines and decompose even the most resistant metal to fertile earth”
“Sounds like magic”, she says, smiling back at him and giggling amused.
“Oh my love, it is not magic”, he answered her, “I believe it’ll be true, just like I believed in Neo- and see what came of it? The world was born anew. I made peace with my formal lover, I shed the weight of fear off my shoulders, I got rid of these duties that held me back from laughing till my soul dances hand in hand with its house of flesh-“
“And here I thought I was the poet my dear Morpheus”, she said, a teasing gleam twinkling in her eyes, “but I must admit this time I’m utterly out of words. All I can feel, taste, smell and touch is the gentle and kind calmness of peace and all that fills my presence now is my love for it all- especially for you and your happiness. I don’t think I’ve er seen you smile this way”
“I don’t think I ever have”, he breathed out and for a moment she feared his grin would fall again, but then it seemed to rise and shine tenfold, ‘it should even make the sun jealous’ she thought.
“Come and dance with me!”, he yelled out to her in glee and took her at her hands, swirling her around and around and around again and again and again until she felt almost dizzy and she could see nothing but beautiful, dark brown eyes. She laughed hard and loud, laughing out every inch inside her that had carried her worries over the years and she felt herself become free and if she would not have known better, she ought to have thought she’ll grow wings and fly. Instead however, she eventually broke the circle dance, falling headfirst into an embrace with Morpheus who stumbled backwards a little, but could hold his balance just in time, pressing her body hard and closely to his own and then kissing every bit of her face and neck and then her hands and she kissed back wherever she could find her lips could touch his body within his wild movements.

“I hope to never forget this joy”, he spoke in between kisses, “To never forget what peace is and to spend it with you”
“By god, my dear Morpheus”, she spoke, her voice trembling as tears of relief and pleasure escaped her, “I hope I’ll never lose it and never lose you”