Happy Birthday Wife -pixel-

[Anthony Matthew Price]

Anthony had been putting off paper work for a while. He figured while he waited for Pixel to come home for what she had going on he would do some of it. He wasn't wearing anything but boxers and a pair of sweat pants. Today was Pixels birthday. The first birthday shared between them. He had gotten her a necklace. It wasn't to fancy but, it wasn't cheap either. It was a heart. Something that symbolized that she had his heart. And boy did she ever.

He had been sitting catching up on his work waiting for her. His silver cross laid on his bare chest. He was excited for her to come home. He had left her paper trails with arrows leading her to him for when she came home. He couldn't wait to give her the best birthday ever. What ever she thought that was, would be hers. He wanted her to know that what ever she wanted all she had to do was tell him. But he was definitely hers. She was stuck with him. The thought of being with her for the rest of his life made him smile.

[Pixel Ann Conner]

As Pixel climbed the stairs to her shared apartment with Anthony, she pulled her iPhone out of her phone. She opened the one message she had. Jimmie Torrez You working tonight? I know it's your birthday, but I have the next 24 off, and I want some pizza. Pixel stared at the message as she pulled her keys out of her pocket. Jimmie use to be in one of her classes, and came in Prezzo Ristorante all the time when he was off, and she was working. He was one of her few friends in River City, and had been the first one Pixel told when she got married. Still, she answered the text with a simple no, and shut her phone off.

She wouldn't admit it out loud, but she was hoping for a call or even a text from her dad. But that wouldn't happen, even on her birthday. She opened the door to the apartment, throwing everything besides the door. That was her thing, throw it down when she first got in, then pick it up and put it away later. She braced herself against the way and slipped off her shoes. Then she noticed the arrows, and a smile creeped onto her face. She yanked off her socks, then her hoodie, heading down the hall. Maybe she should make it easy on Anthony and remove most of her clothes now.. But she figured Anthony would like removing them for her. She entered the room, smiling when she saw him. "What, is it my birthday or something?"

[Anthony Matthew Price]

Anthony heard the door open and close. A small smile slowly spread across his face while he waited for her to notice the arrows and follow them to the room. He kept his eyes on the paper in front of him. When he heard her footsteps getting closer he quickly made a straight face. When he heard her words to him he looked up to her. She was so beautiful. He was one lucky man. He slowly moved the small stack of papers to the floor on the side of the bed he was sitting on.

Then he looked back to her. His eyes had a hint of playful naughtiness in them. He let that seductive smile show. Then he held up his hand and signaled with his finger for her to come to him. He didn't have to say anything. His other hand slowly moved to the box with the necklace in it. He breathing was slow. His bare chest rising and lowering at a steady pace. Though just looking at her he couldn't wait to give her his second present.

[Pixel Ann Conner]

Pixel kicked the door closed, though it was really no point seeing as the front door was closed and locked. But still, what she and Anthony had was special, and some things, like the little things they did and said when alone, no one deserved to hear about let alone see. It was even just having sex. It was Anthony running his hand trought her hair before kissing her, or how they stayed wrapped in each others arms for hours. She loved him. She really really did. Just saying it scared the crap out of her.

A second after kicking the door closed Pixel was on the bed, on top of Anthony, and pinning him to the bed with her body. He could move if he really wanted to, she just didn't see why he would want to. She started kissing him, her hair falling as a vail. It was like they were in their own private little cave in a mountain on an island somewhere. No one could get to them. She started leading kisses down, to his neck. She bit down, not hard enough to hurt but it would leave a slight mark, right where the neck met the shoulder. He tasted and smelled so good. She loved when he just came out of the shower when his hair was still slightly wet, and he smelled like a mixture of soap and himself. If they could, Pixel would sniff him for hours. She leaned up after releases his skin from her teeth, and smiled. "You should be laying in here shirtless when I get home every day."

[Anthony Matthew Price]

In seconds Pixel was on top of him showering him with kisses. Boy how he loved her kisses. He loved everything about her. He just couldn't help it. She was so addictive and he had an addicts personality. He just couldn't say I love you to her. It scared the crap out of him. He didn't know why. Maybe it was cause he had never loved someone like he did her. He hadn't trusted any one since what had happened between him and Naomi. She got close to him to kill him. And she nearly did. She tortured him for nearly two months. She even left her first initial and her last name and a picture of a coin burned on his right shoulder blade in his back. Pixel didn't even mind the scars he had on him. She never asked questions. Didn't mean she didn't care about what happened, maybe she was just being considerate of his feelings and memories. But saying I love you to her meant opening that door to her to leave himself fully unprotected and vulnerable to her. And that scared him.

When she was done kissing him she said he should do this for when she comes home every day. "That could be arranged just for you my beautiful wife" He smiled some, one that wasn't completely seductive but more like his true smile. His eyes just couldn't get enough of hers. She was so beautiful. "I got you a present .. I know our marriage is new and all and I don't know you very well but I hope you like it" He put the necklace box in front of her so she could take it and open it. He hoped having this heart on a necklace was something she would like. He was trying to show her he was giving her his heart. He was trying to give her all of him. Trying to place his trust in her. To show her how much he loved her even though he just couldn't say it yet.

Present

[Pixel Ann Conner]

Pixel smiled and opened the box, smiling when she did. She undid the necklace she was already wearing and tossed it behind her. It was something cheap that she just picked up one day, she didn't really care about it. But the heart... Pixel was trying not to read to much into it, because it was a new marriage and it would mean anything. Maybe Anthony just wanted to get her something pretty that she would like.. But it was a heart. He'd given her a heart. His heart. Pixel pushed those thoughts to the back of her mind and put the necklace on, running her fingers over the pendant. "I love it." She leaned down, gently planting a kiss on Anthony's lips.

Pixel ran her hands over his bare chest, her fingers exporing all the ridges and lines that made up his chest and abs. Her eyes were closed but she could see everything more clearly than if they were open. And she could smell his skin, and feel his body heat. She broke the kiss for a second and rip off her shirt, then went back to kissing him, her skin pressing to his. She grabbed onto his hips, her nails digging into his skin slightly, rolling over and pulling him on top of her. She trailed kissing down his neck again, biting his other shoulder. She wanted him. Bad. Soon. "Anthony... I need you."

[Anthony Matthew Price]

Anthony watched her face when she opened his present. He could tell she wasn't lying about loving it. The way she instantly put it on made him feel like she accepted his heart. As beaten and battered and full of holes and even as bad as it could be. She still wanted it. She wanted him. She wanted to be with him and just because he was him. That concept was so new to him. He didn't have to change himself to be with her. She wasn't asking him to either. But he found himself wanting to give her the world. And he would one day give her all she ever dreamed of. Marriage was just the first step in all of that.

Then he felt her lips touch his. Her hands felt his chest and abs. His muscles were toned. There were scars on his body yes but that also didn't seem to matter much. Then she broke the kiss to take her own shirt off. Then her lips were back on his. Her hands were on his sides her nails slightly digging into his skin. She was really turning him on by doing all these things. Then she had switched things so he was on top of her. He pressed his body firmly into hers. She was so beautiful. His eyes just looked to hers for a moment. They always said everything for her. At this point in time they were telling her how much he wanted to be with her as well. His lower body grinded some against hers.

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Anthony laid next to Pixel on his stomach with his eyes closed. He was becoming more comfortable around her now. It didn't scare him for her to see the all the scars left on his back from when he had been tortured. Sure the NCoyne with a coin burned next to it might possible get him into some trouble. But he was forever Pixels now. She owned his heart. And soon her name would occupy some part of his body. He loved her so much. He was still just to scared to say it.

[Pixel Ann Conner]

Pixel laid on her side, facing Anthony, half asleep but she had her fingers in his hair. This was amazing. Her life with Anthony. Sure, she'd had a good life just being a waitress, crushing on him, but now.. Now it was the best life she could've ever hoped for. Anthony meant the world to her, and he probably didn't even realize it. She cuddled further into the sheets, that smelled exactly like Anthony. She wished she could bottle up that smell and carry it everywhere with her.

Pixel got closer to Anthony on the bed, laying her head on his shoulder blade and wrapping an arm around him. He made her happy. She hoped that no matter what happened in their life, that would always remain the same. They made each other happy. Pixel kissed his shoulder softly, then laid her head back on it. "... I want pancakes." It was a soft whisper, in a tired but happy voice. "Purple ones." She wasn't serious about the pancakes. Sure she would like them but if she didn't have to eat she'd be in bed with Anthony contastly.

[Anthony Matthew Price]

Anthony liked the way her fingers always found his hair after sex. She made him so happy. He couldn't picture anything more perfect then they were in this moment. He was glad she married him. She was the perfect girl and he was lucky to have stumbled across her. He was going to hold on tight and never let her go. He then felt her lips softly kiss his shoulder then her head was pressed against it. He liked they way they were in bed.

When he heard her words he smiled some. He moved slightly so he could turn his head to look in her direction. He couldn't see her face because it was laying on his back but he still looked in her direction. "I can make you pancakes and what ever else you want to have. It's your birthday .. And I'm your husband and husbands take good care of their wives .. or at least that's what I hear. You want to come to the kitchen with me or would you like me to serve you in bed?" And even though he left it out he would make them purple. He was an amazing cook. But he loved her so much, he would do anything for her.

[Pixel Ann Conner]

Pixel adjusted so that her head was on the pillow a few inches from Anthony's after he spoke. She smiled at him. "I wanna come to the kitchen... but I'm not gonna touch anything because I burn water..." It was true, Pixel was a terrible cook. Pixel slipped out of the bed and put on some clean underwear, and one of Anthony's button-up shirts from the dirty clothes. It didn't smell dirty, it just smelled.. like Anthony. Pixel flailed her arms a little bit, letting the sleeves of the shirt cover her hands, then she giggled before jumping back onto the bed, and climbing on top of Anthony again. "Baby, my hands are hiding." Pixel was able to keep the serious face and tone for about two seconds before giggling and hugging Anthony.

Then she was up again. When she got to the door she turned towards Anthony again, smiling a devilish smile. "Race you." Then the door was open and she was running towards the kitchen. Anthony made her like this, all goofy and happy and giddy. It's like her anger completely went away with him.

[Anthony Matthew Price]

Anthony like the way she looked when she was wearing one of his shirts. It was like it was perfectly made for her and allowed him easy access should they decide on a second round. But now he was going to make her pancakes. Pixel could have everything she wanted with him. How could he tell such a beautiful girl no? If there was a way and he wasn't sure there was it would be really really hard. The next thing he knew she was at the door giving him this hot, sexy, devilish smile saying she'd race him.

Then she was out the door. He let out a small laugh and moved off the bed and stopped long enough to hop into his jeans pulling them up while he moved out of the room. Once he had made it to the kitchen he had his pants buttoned and zipped and his belt done. She of course had beaten him. He let out a playful smile. "You cheated" He laughed some moving to her. He pressed his body against hers and gave her a quick sweet kiss on her lips. Oh how he loved her. He wanted everyday to be like this.

[Pixel Ann Conner]

Pixel smiled when Anthony got to the kitchen. Of course she won, she'd gotten way more of a head start. But it was her birthday, she knew she was gonna get away with it, even if she "cheated". When he moved over to her and kissed her she kissed him back. She broke the kiss for a moment and jumped up to sit on the counter, then she grabbed the waist band of his pants and pulled him closer. Then she was kissing him again. He tasted yummy. It wasn't like he just brushed his teeth, or chewed gum or ate some mints, he just.. tasted good. She wondered if that would make sense to anyone but her. Then again no one was gonna be kissing Anthony but her so even if it would make sense to anyone else, they'd never find out.

Pixel's hands ran up Anthony's abs and chest, then she wrapped her arms around his neck. She nibbled on his bottom lip a little bit. She pulled away slowly, dragging her teeth over Anthony's lip as she did. She looked into his eyes for a few silent moments. She thought about how this would be the perfect time to tell him she loved him, and how amazing she knew the rest of their lives were gonna be... But she was scared. So instead she pulled herself to him, holding onto him tightly and burying her face in his neck. After a few more moments she spoke. "I like biting you..." And then she gently bit his neck.

[Anthony Matthew Price]

Anthony loved the way she tasted when she kissed him. She tasted a whole lot better then anyone else he had kissed before her. Now as far as he was concerned she was the only person he wanted to taste for the rest of his life. When she pulled away he let a smile show. Then she was holding him close. He put his arms around her, holding her close to him. Then she said she liked biting him and gently bit his neck.

He bit his bottom lip loving the feeling of her biting him. Then he pulled away from her some and kissed her deeply. After a few minutes he pulled away from her and moved to get what he would need to make her the pancakes she wanted. That kiss should have left her somewhat dazed. It did him. He loved her a lot. How do you tell some one that without subjecting yourself to hurt. "I like feeling your lips on my body. And your touch. When we had sex that first time I knew for sure I had to see you every day. " His eyes glanced at hers.

[Pixel Ann Conner]

Pixel stared after Anthony when he left, wondering where the hell that came from and why he stopped. After a few moments Pixel was able to recover herself and she began swinging her legs back and forth like a child would. She stopped when Anthony spoke and looked back up at him. She wondered if he could tell how much she loved him, like some how she was giving away the one thing she was trying to hide. Telling herself to be cool, she tried to think of something to say, but she just needed up blushing and looking back at her feet, swinging them again only more gently this time. She couldn't find the words to tell Anthony how to felt. She couldn't even decribe how it felt when they first had sex. She didn't even care that her first time was on the floor in his office, all that matter was that it was with him.

Every time Pixel thought the blush had gone away she felt a new flash of heat wash over her face, so she kept it down. She felt like a middle schooler with her first crush, and really, he was. He was her first crush, her high school sweetheart, her college sweetheart, her first and last love. He was special. He was the only guy Pixel had ever really cared about. Sure, she'd thought other guys were cute an went out with other guys, but Anthony was special, she just didn't know how to tell him that. "We made love, we didn't have sex. You have sex with a hooker. You make love to your wife." Her voice didn't sound mad, just a little bit small. Finally she looked up. In truth telling him that made love was the closest she could come to telling him she loved him right now. In her mind, she jumped off the counter, marched over to Anthony, and planted the biggest, most passionate, craziest, sexiest kiss ever on his lips, then whispered that she loved him. But that was in her mind. In reality, she stayed seated, and became a nervous school girl over the word love.

[Anthony Matthew Price]

Anthony nodded some when he heard her words. He wasn't going to fight that. She was right what they did was more then sex. Even before he asked her to marry him it was more then just sex. He was in love he was just to afraid to say it out loud. He didn't want to say it and be vulnerable. He wasn't ready for that. He hoped she could understand that. It wasn't that he didn't he was just scared to admit it.

He kept his eyes on what he was doing and soon had pancakes with purple food coloring that made them purple made up for her. He would do anything for her. Including getting out of bed to feed her. He put the pancakes on the counter next to her. Then he lightly grabbed the shirt she was wearing and pulled her closer to him and kissed her.