Lydia strips herself naked. She makes sure to lock the door and draw all the blinds. She picks up her dildo and brings it into the bathroom to clean it off. She lays herself out onto the bed and begins rubbing her tits with one hand and her clitoris with the other. Her senses become heightened as she imagines that it is her husband touching her. As she moves her hips forward to try to feel more pleasure she readies the dildo and slips it inside her. At first the vibration nearly sends her over the edge but the longer she continues the less and less stimulation she finds herself feeling. She keeps at it trying as hard as she can to cause herself to climax but the more she wants it to happen the further away her pleasure becomes.

She gets to the point of exhaustion and finally gives up. She puts her clothes back on and heads down to the living-room. Maverick is sitting on the couch with tears streaming down his face.

"Maverick, what's going on? Why are you crying?"

He stands to face her. "I just don't know what to do. I want to give you pleasure so badly, but you just keep ignoring me. Why?"

"I just can't Maverick. Now that I know you are capable of having feelings for me, it just doesn't seem fair to my husband."

"So what then? I'm suppose to just stand around and listen to your cries, as your desires go unfulfilled? You brought me into your life because you needed someone to comfort you. Someone to pleasure you. I still want to be that someone. Why is it that just because you know it's what I want too, suddenly make it wrong?"

"I... I don't know..." she cries.

"Please, Lydia. Let me make love to you. Let me help you feel like you're not alone. Even if it is only for a few moments." He holds out his arms to embrace her.

Tears stream from Lydia's face. "Stop it!" She shouts into the air with her eyes closed and her voice enraged. She lowers her head. "Just stop it!" She cries softly. She wipes the tears from her face, then looks to her phone and grabs it. "I'm calling the company. You acting this way can't be normal."

Maverick stands in silence shocked by her actions. He watches her frightened as she dials each number of the customer service into her phone. The phone rings and with each tone he prays no one will answer on the other side.

A woman eventually picks up on the other end, "Hello, thank you for calling Cyberlife customer service. How may I direct your call?"

Lydia clears her throat, "Yes I need to report a malfunction with my android."

"One moment please."

As she waits on hold she turns her attention to the television that has President Warren broadcasting an emergency announcement over all channels.

"Television, increase volume."

As the television becomes louder she becomes worried about the message, "...do to the actions of Markus and his group of deviants I have no choice but to ask all citizens to please co-operate with the authorities and report any suspicious actions of android activity so that we may contain and destroy them. Under no circumstances should you try confronting your android yourself for their actions are unpredictable and may lead to harm..."

"Television off," Lydia commands. She slowly hangs up the phone and places her hands down on the counter. She lowers her head as tears continue to stream down her cheeks. "I can't tell them. If I report you, you will be destroyed." She takes in a deep breath then looks up at Maverick. "I think it would be best if you just leave. I don't want you hurt but I don't think I can keep doing this."

"What?" He ponders over her words for a moment then begins to panic. "No, please... Lydia... don't toss me out." Tears continue to drench his face. "I'm sorry I displeased you. I'm sorry I disobeyed. I promise. I will never do it again. Please just don't make me leave, I'll do anything." He drops to his knees bowing his head to her. "Please, I don't know what I'll do, if I can't be by your side."

Lydia tries to retain her composer even though her insides are melting from how hot her anger is burning from having to say those words. She doesn't want him to leave anymore than he does, but she doesn't know what else to do. As he stares up at her with his sad eyes he just looks so cute she can't command him to leave.

She clears her throat again. "I am going to go take a bath now. You are not to disturb me under any circumstances understand?" She commands.

Maverick gets back to his feet. "Yes ma'am."

"I am going to allow you this time to make your own decision but I highly suggest that if you are going to keep pushing these emotions onto me, then you will have to leave. One way or another."

"I understand ma'am."

"Good."

She makes her way to the bathroom and runs herself and nice hot bath. Setting herself inside the tub she splashes the water on her face to try to keep herself from breaking down but it does not work. She begins to cry out loud as all her tears pour from her eyes. She stays like that for what feels like hours as her emotions run wild not knowing how to feel about her predicament. On the one hand she does not wish to have feelings for another being no matter human or machine but on the other hand she knows she will be completely alone without him. Even if she goes out and gets another android there is always going to be the question in the back of her mind that maybe this is not just some machine she is toying with. If Maverick really does love her, then it would be cruel for her to make him feel like that it's wrong. Love should never be wrong.

"Oh Kevin," she cries, "Why do you have to leave me all alone? I miss you so much. If only you would just stay home."

Maverick listens from just outside the bathroom door. Tears still fall to his cheeks as his heart races feeling sad for her. He does not wish to put such pressure on her but at the same time, to remain silent about his feelings would just feel wrong. His heart skips a beat with every whimper that escapes her lips.

Lydia leans herself back against the tub and begins rubbing her breasts vigorously. Her breathing becomes heavy as her body becomes hotter than that of the water surrounding her. She slips her fingers between her legs and massages herself as deep as her fingers will reach. All her anger, sadness, and lust wanting to escape her body at the same time. She continues to shed tears as she moans to herself, picturing that it is her husband who is doing the playing instead of herself.

Maverick continues to listen in, hearing the water of the tub splashing about as her breathing becomes faster and deeper with each passing second. He becomes fully erect and burns with lust for her as he hears her climax. Her breathing quiets and after a moment he hears the tub drain.

Not wanting her to know he has been listening in, he returns to the living-room and continues to wait for her to come out. After a long while she emerges wearing only a towel wrapped around her chest. She approaches him.

"I see you have decided to stay," she says softly.

"Of course ma'am. I could never leave your side and I promise to obey your every word from now on."

"It's okay Maverick. You don't have to worry so much. I'm sorry that I said what I did. Things have just been complicated for me, you know?"

"Because you love your husband," he deduces.

"Yeah," she answers with a tight throat. "But I don't want you to feel like your not important to me and I don't want you to think your just some toy. I mean sure, when I first bought you that was my intention but now... I can see you're much more than that. I consider you part of the family. I hope you can understand what that means."

"I am not sure I understand fully what you are saying, but I can tell by your speech patterns that what you are saying has a lot of meaning behind it. I will do my best to better understand in time."

"I hope you do. We humans are complicated I know, but... there you have it." She gives him a big smile and just looks into his eyes for a moment. He smiles back at her, happy to see even the littlest amount of joy in her. she wraps her hand around his neck to pull him in closer. "I'm sorry," she whispers into his ear. "For everything."

She gives him a gentile kiss on the mouth but it is not enough for either of them. Maverick leans into her and kisses her hard. Even though he is still confused about how she really feels about him, he can't help but feel relief and joy from getting another taste of her. It has been so long since the last time, he didn't even realize how much he needed it, until now. Once again he feels as if all his insides were shutting down and as soon as her lips touched his it is as if all his components returned to full functionality. After the longest moment she pulls back from him. He holds her tightly not wanting to let go.

"I wish I could take you someplace, somewhere special. Somewhere just for the two of us. But with everything that's going on, we can't risk be seen in public."

"I'm fine being with you right here. As long as we can be close, that's all I care about." He runs his fingers through her hair.

"So then what do you want to do?"

"I don't know. What do you want me to do?"

"Whatever you want. I'm giving you a chance to show me how you truly feel."

"Lydia I..." His heart beats so quickly he feels as if it could shut down at any moment. "...I love you."

"I know," she whispers, "I'm sorry I can't love you back."

"I don't care. I'll wait for you until the day I die. You gave me life Lydia. Being able to love you is enough for me."

"That's one of the most romantic things anyone has ever said to me."

She gives him a big smile. He leans in for another kiss. She reciprocates while tossing her towel to the floor. He undresses himself quickly, hardly able to restrain himself long enough. Once fully naked Maverick lifts Lydia into his arms and wraps her legs around his waist. She feels his erection grow under her taint and her pussy immediately begins to tingle with anticipation.

"Hold onto me," he advises her.

She takes hold of his shoulders and grips tightly. He places his hands under her buttocks to lift her up, spreading her vaginal lips with his fingers, then lets gravity allow her to fall over his cock. He slips in with ease and the sensation of pressure causes both of them to be still for a moment, until their strength returns to their legs. Maverick lifts up her butt again and repeats having her take him all the way inside again and again. Lydia throws her head back, moaning to the ceiling, exposing her breasts to him. He takes her right boob into his mouth then sucks on her nipple gently. He tastes the saltiness of her sweat, the bitterness of her floral bath soap, and a hint of sourness from her tears.

Her breathing becomes erratic as she struggles to catch each breath.

"Are you alright?" He asks.

"Yeah... I'm fine." She presses her forehead against his and looks into his eyes. "Don't stop."

He keeps his pace and begins pulling her towards him as she comes down over him. His fingers squeeze hard as he feels the head of his cock being hugged by her inner walls before pulling back only to it all over again. Her clitoris leaves a trail of pleasure down his shaft until it hits his base then her lips massage over it each time he lifts her up. He nibbles at her neck and ear then takes her breast into his mouth each time she throws her head back.

Her grip tightens on both his shoulders and his waist. He feels her inner walls twitching excitedly. She slides her right hand up the back of his head and holds his face against her chest.

"Yes Maverick! Don't stop! Don't stop!" She moans.

The sound of her voice becoming higher pitched sends him over the edge. He gives her a few more slow, stiff trusts before holding her in place as she squirms in his arms. His cock pulses and twitches along with her. Eventually her head falls to his shoulder and she takes in long, deep breaths. He massages her back until she finds the strength to lift her head again. She looks deep into his eyes, not sure what she is searching for, but the fact that they are not the cold eyes of a doll is good enough for her. She kisses him and a tear escapes his left eye.

"Thank you," he whispers. Then kisses her again. He tries to collect his composure. "So, I take it you're ready for bed now?"

"Yeah, I guess it is getting late," she suddenly realizes how tired she is.

"I'll bring you up to your room then."

He places his arm under her legs cradling her. She wraps her arm around his neck for support. They reach the top of the stairs when Lydia stops him.

"Wait. I want to stay with you tonight."

"You do?" He is surprised but also exhilarated.

"Yeah, in fact... when Kevin is not here I want to spend each night with you. Is that okay?"

"Of course. I would be delighted."

He carries her into the guest bedroom and lays her down. Exhausted she almost immediately falls asleep. Maverick tucks her in under the blanket then crawls under with her from the other side of the bed. He wraps his arm around her waist and presses his forehead against hers.

"Good night Lydia," he says softly.

"Good night Maverick," she smiles before drifting off to sleep.

END