(Dear asker, we both interpreted this as "Frisky Fixy" and thus have decided to respond so with a tiny drabble. Nothing actually "frisky", but a lil bit of steamy fluff. Don't worry, it's still PG-13!)Fixy headed into the loft apartment, humming softly as he set his things down. Finally moving in together with Sunset had been the best idea of his life thus far. Every morning he woke up to a candy blue mane in his face, not minding how it tickled his nose. Added with that sight was that of seeing Sunset still fast asleep. She always looked so peaceful, living out whatever dream may have been going through her head at that moment. Then there were sights such as now, as he passed by her art room with its door cracked slightly open. Just enough to stop him in his tracks and urge him to take a peek. He set his toolbox down, carefully of course, and peered in to see the sight of the creative pegasus musing. In front of her stood an easel with a blank canvas, untouched by any paint whatsoever. Her tail lazily dragged across the floor, a small area free of any paints. She seemed to be humming softly, faint but just there enough for Fixy to pick up. She seemed to be in deep thought, which gave Fixy, ever the devil, a devious idea. He crept in, careful not to make a sound before suddenly seating himself behind Sunset and leaning on her, nuzzling into her neck. "H-Hey! Who- oh.. it's just you Fixy." She sighed in relief, humming happily as she returned the affection. He purred in reply, planting a kiss on her cheek as he wrapped his forehooves around her. "Whatcha working on?" He asked curiously, tracing a hoof up and down the floof of fur on her chest. "Beats me.. I'll think of something eventually. I most always do when you show up." She laughed, trying to tilt her head to look at him behind her. "How was work?" Fix-It nodded his head in a so-and-so motion, nuzzling her neck further and planting a few gentle kisses. He chuckled softly when he noticed the slight shiver he gained from her. "It could have been worse, could have been better. That doesn't matter though.. what matters is I've got my Sunset here with me now." He finished, kissing up her neck past her cheek up to her ear. "Right?"A slight blush crept on her cheeks, a tiny huff escaping. "Y-yeah.." She murmured, focusing intently on the blank canvas. "But I really want to focus on this, Fixy.." She added, though there sounded little protest to her voice. "Do you? Or do you need a little 'inspiration?'" He giggled, wrapping his hooves around her from behind. He could hear a tiny squeak as he did so, only giggling more. "You've been focusing on this for a while now, don't you think you deserve a bit of time to relax?" She huffed softly, somewhat accepting defeat. "Well.. I guess you're right. But no more than hour, got it?" Her cyan eyes looked back into his golden. "Understood. Now cmere.." He purred with a grin, pulling her back onto the floor and attacking her with smooches, cuddling her happily as they soon both lost track of time. Sunset awoke the next morning, her mane a mess, but her mind full of ideas. As Fixy stayed snoozing on the ground she set to work, happily humming as she painted, with help from her favorite muse.
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