Lydia collapsed on the platform. "I HATE IT HERE!"
Darguni chuckled and rubbed her back. "I'm sorry."
"Some of us actually WANT to be here, you whiny pain in the ass." One of the soldiers snorted.
"Fuck you very much!" Lydia flipped him off.
"Dude, leave off. Lydia doesn't have a choice." Darguni frowned.
"Fucking bullshit that most of us had to bust our asses to be considered, and SHE gets in because she's fucking the trainer's SON!"
"Bart, shut the fuck up about things you don't understand." Darguni ran his fingers through Lydia's hair.
"Ugh, I don't even care." Lydia whimpered. "He can hate me all day long. Hell, I hate me all day long." She snorted.
"Aw, Baby."
"Kill me."
"Not a chance." He chuckled. "Besides, we haven't even told anybody our big decision."
"Bleh."
"What decision?" Grogek snorted.
"Lydia has agreed to marry me." Darguni grinned.
Grogek's eyebrows shot up. "Bradly?"
"I think you can claim we broke up." Lydia grumbled.
Grogek just blinked. "I'll be damned."
"Right?" Darguni chuckled. "She's all mine now."
"Fuuuuuuck. I need to talk to Gingy. I just kind of left her there."
"Yes you did!"
Lydia rolled over and stared up at Gingy. "I love the dress."
Gingy clasped her hands together. "REALLY?"
"Yeah, I kind of freaked out, sorry."
"You don't think I put too much lace?"
"How about later... when I can feel my spine again... I go and try the thing on and we can discuss it."
Gingy made a loud shrieky noise that had half the training yard jumping in alarm. "Oh, we'll make a DAY of it! I'll make those fancy little sandwiches and we can talk bips and bops and all the details. I assume you have a tailor for Bradly?"
"I'm not marrying him."
"Well, of course you are."
"No. She's not."
Gingy blinked at Bradly. "What?"
"She's marrying Darguni."
"But... why?"
"Because I love him." Lydia sighed. "Isn't that how it's supposed to work?"
Gingy considered for only a moment. "Oh, whatever. A wedding's a wedding."
"Oh, Gods, kill me." Lydia whimpered.
"You'll want Ina's help."
Lydia looked up at Elunara. "Yeah, I guess."
"Ever since Darguni was born, she's wanted a crack at hosting his wedding. You better let her."
"Of course." Darguni grinned. "I also want Momma Tuly to do my ceremonial vestments like dad's."
Elunara looked over. "Sugarbear? Is that a tear I spot?"
He licked his teeth. "Might be."
Lydia put her hands over her face and groaned. "Why is no one ending my misery?"
Darguni bent down and whispered. "I just like hearing you groan."
She put a hand to his face and pushed him away. "Horndog."
"Just like his mother." Grogek laughed.
After training was over, Darguni carried Lydia.
"So, why are you carrying me?"
"Cause I feel like it."
"Where are you carrying me?"
"Home."
"Going to rub my back?"
"Eventually."
"Now I'm just suspicious."
"You'll like it, I promise."
"If you say so." Lydia got comfortable. "Is anyone home?"
"Momma says no." He sat her on the couch. "Stay."
She sighed. "Fine. Not like I feel like going anywhere." She laid her head back and stared at the demon skull hanging from the ceiling.
After a moment, he came back naked, and tugged her clothes off.
"Oh, I see how it is."
"I doubt you do." He scooped her up and carried her through the back room.
"I don't think I've ever been in here."
"You'd know if you did." He grinned.
"Why is... oh, wow." She blinked at the massive tub.
He slipped her into the hot water.
"Oh, gods that feels good." She moaned and laid her head back. "I didn't know your family had their own hot tub."
He slipped in beside her. "Oh, yeah. It's pretty awesome." He cuddled her into his lap. "How else do you think we stay all limber and such?" He licked her shoulder.
"How come I've never seen it before?"
"Have to get prior permission from mom AND dad first." His hands cupped her breasts. "Plus there's a ritual and a dozen rules and things.
"Ah." She snuggled against him. "You know, I might consider making you stop in like... a week."
He giggled and slipped his fingers between her legs. "There's more to do in this fun little tub."
"Is that so?" She gasped. Writhing under his attentions, she reached back and wrapped her arm around his neck. "How many lucky women have been in here?"
"None." He snorted. "I told you, it requires both parents, and there's a ritual before and after. No one has been worth trying it out."
"Well, then I'm hoNORed." She gasped. His fingers pounded in and out of her. Grabbing her hip, he tugged her backwards and slipped her over his erection. "Gods this water is amazing." She gasped. "Even while you do that, the tension is melting out." She groaned. "Don't stop."
"I don't intend to." He whispered. "I have use of the tub for the next three hours."
Her eyes went wide. "So long?"
"I have plans."