The Married Life Of Immortals

The next morning, Lysia was the first one to wake up, but her head and body hurt so much that she almost passed back out. Looking around, she was a bit confused, and a little scared, until she saw the man snoring lightly beside her.

'I was so drunk last night, I don't even remember coming home,' Lysia thought, and looked around the room for a moment, but then looked back down at the nearly naked Bane, her face starting to get red. Suddenly, the memories of her trying to force herself on Bane last night came back.

Unbeknownst to Bane, Lysia raised her hand to cast a spell to blow him out of the bed, but suddenly her eyes went large. Lysia tried to put a hand over her mouth, but her stomach didn't seem to have any more patience. The last thing Bane heard before waking up was a loud retching sound, and a splattering noise, and a very loud groan.

"Dammit! Can't a man sleep in peace?!" Bane exclaimed as he looked down at his puke covered body with his hands up in the air. "Did you really just wake up and puke on me?"

"S-sorry," Lysia said, but then her thin body convulsed, her eyes filled with tears, and she vomited on Bane again.

"Seriously?!" Bane roared, but then looked at Lysia, and felt bad when he saw her face. Her eyes were bloodshot, her nose was runny, and her face was covered with tears and vomit.

Ignoring the mess, Bane got out of bed, and scooped her up, holding her in a princess carry, but at arms reach so they didn't make more of a mess. Bane quickly walked her over to the bathroom, and sat her down in front of the toilet before pulling her hair back.

"I'm sorry, this is my fault," Lysia mumbled, and leaned forward to barf some more, but she was dry heaving at this point.

"Damn rights it is, but none of that will change anything. Stay here while I run the bath and go change and burn those sheets and my underwear. After we will get rinsed off in the show and then you can soak," Bane said and left Lysia to lean against the wall as he started the bath water.

"I will never drink again," Lysia swore, but Bane snorted, and went to grab her a cup of water.

"You are too old for that line. You can't tell me that was your first time drinking, right?" Bane called from the new kitchenette Lysia had added in her renovations the day before.

"I had a drink or two every once in a while, but last night was something else. Did I really try and get you to-"

"Shut it, woman. Just dry heave in silence. Last thing you need right now is to get worked up," Bane growled, and then brought her some water he forced her to drink. "Now, let's get you stripped down so we can both get rinsed off."

Lysia nodded, and started to let Bane help her out of her dress, but then she realized just what she was doing, and pushed him back. "Stop! You are going to end up seeing me naked!"

Bane crossed his arms, and that was when Lysia's face turned beet red because she finally noticed that Bane was already naked. Lysia put her hands up to cover her eyes, but then peaked out through her fingers, and looked Bane over.

"Stop looking at me like that. We are not having sex, and we are going to be getting married, so you should get used to seeing this," Bane stated and stepped forward to help her finish undressing, but Lysia scooted back, and held up a hand.

"I can do it, so stop being a pervert, and get out of here. You can take a bath in the tub once I am finished, and then you can burn the sheets."

"Oh? Am I the pervert? I am pretty sure that you were breathing up my neck pretty hard last night trying to use this kick stand as a pull start! And you call me the pervert! If I wouldn't have stopped you, I am pretty sure you would have killed me in the morning with what you seemed to have planned! Jeez, guy just wants to have a show with his hot wife and you gotta make such a big deal about things!" Bane lamented, and Lysia felt like she was going to die from embarrassment.

"I have no idea what you are talking about!" Lysia yelled back, but Bane had already walked into the shower and turned it on, letting out a yelp when the cold water hit him. "Hey! Get out of there!"

"Too late, already here," Bane shot back, and started to wash his body off, ignoring Lysia.

Lysia tried to stand, but her head felt like it was going to split in half, and she had to sit back down. 'I need to clean myself up in the shower, but he is already in there.' Lysia could not decide, but then she saw the water starting to run clear from Bane's hair. Her eyes traveled down his body, and stopped at his ass. 'It is just a butt, right?'

"Hey! Pervert, stop staring at my butt!" Bane snapped, and Lysia felt like she was going to melt, but then she turned too fast, trying to look away. She hit her head on the side of the sink, knocking herself out, and breaking the corner of the porcelain sink in the process. Bane watched this all happen in slow motion, and made it out just in time to catch her before her head hit the ground.

"That's going to leave a bump," Bane sighed and then dragged her over to the shower as she was coming to.

"What happened?" Lysia asked, her vision still blurry, but she felt the warm water, and knew what was going on.

"You are a pervert who was too afraid to join me in the shower, and broke the sink trying to get a look at my ass. Stop being so difficult and let me help get you undressed out of these wet clothes.

Lysia felt defeated, and her head hurt too much to complain at this point, but she still glared up at Bane. "You had better not do anything weird."

"Me? Do something weird? How dare you accuse me of such a thing. I have done nothing wrong!" Bane declared and reached around behind her to help undo her dress.

Lysia moved closer, and covered her breasts as the dress fell, and then got close to press and hide her body against his own.

"Are you going to let me finish cleaning myself, or not?" Bane asked, but he had a feeling he knew the answer.

"Can you just... Can you just not look at me for a little while?" Lysia requested, and Bane nodded, and closed his eyes.

"As the lady wishes," Bane said, and just held her until the water had washed all of the sickness and filth from their bodies.

"Thank you," Lysia mumbled and kissed his chest, and Bane hugged her tightly.

"No, thank you for being willing to let me see you at your worst."

Lysia pulled back and looked up at him, her heart pounding, and she didn't know why, but she wanted to kiss him, and more.

"No, thank you for taking care of me, even after I was trying to make you do things last night."

"I should have stopped you sooner," Bane admitted, and the two stared into each other's eyes for a moment, but the sound of someone knocking at the door caused them both to jump.

"Are you guys still in bed?" Ezio's voice called, and Bane's teeth gritted, and then answered her.

"Go away!"

"I was told by Harmony to come get you first thing in the morning!" Ezio called back, but Bane was not amused.

"You can go," Lysia said, her head still on his chest.

"I don't want to," Bane complained, but then he heard Ezio's voice outside the bathroom door.

"Too bad! she threatened to include me in the training if you don't hurry up!" Ezio called through the bathroom door.

"That little brat!" Bane growled, and let go of Lysia, stepping out of the shower, and then drying himself off.

"I am going to lay in the tub and then go back to bed," Lysia said, and Bane turned back to her as he finished drying off.

"Are you going to let me go alone?" Bane asked, remembering last night.

Lysia nodded, and then got out of the shower to go slide into the hot bath with a sigh.

"I love you, and I will be back soon," Bane said, and walked over and gave her a kiss.

"I love you too, but make sure to tell that vixen to keep her hands off you, or I will be putting my hand on her. More specifically her throat! Oww! My head!" Lysia swore and Bane laughed and patted her on the head.

"I will make sure not to let her touch me. Don't worry, I would rather be dead than to touch anyone other than you," Bane reassured her, and Lysia nodded as she sank into the tub up to her eyeballs, and Bane left the bathroom without a towel.