For: Kassie

I hope you like this. I always do my best on these, so I hope its good enough. I wasn't sure what you meant by the location being at the hot tub/pool, so I put them both in there.

Gabriella looked out the back door, with a smirk on her face. She had a plan tonight, and she was sure it would fall through. It's not an evil plan. Just a plan that will make her night—and Troy's—the best night of their lives. One of them, anyways.

Gabriella was currently clad in a thin black robe-like bathing suit cover up, with black high heels, and her hair was in loose curls. Underneath the cover up was her bikini, but Troy wouldn't see it until later.

Picking up a bowl of chocolate covered strawberries, Gabriella opened the back door and closed it behind her. She saw Troy swimming under the water in the pool, and she sat the bowl of strawberries on a small inn table between two lounge chairs. She sat on one of the chairs and she crossed her legs, picking up one of the strawberries. She bit into it just as Troy came to surface and she looked at him with a grin.

"Hey there, Wildcat," Gabriella said.

"Hey, Freaky Callback Girl," Troy said, pulling himself out of the pool. "Get in with me."

"I will soon. You have to help me eat these first, though. I can't eat them by myself."

"Why'd you get so many?" he asked, sitting on the other lounge chair.

"So you'd eat them with me. So, tell me something. What exactly to do see in the future for us?" Gabriella asked, handing him a strawberry.

"Well…" he said, taking a bite from the strawberry. "We're already married, so we don't have to deal with wedding plans or anything."

"Right. That sucked."

"It did. And, we already have a beautiful little girl… Speaking of which, where's Cassidy?"

"Sharpay picked her up."

"You let that thing take my daughter?"

"Troy Zackary Bolton, she is her godmother and you will not talk about her like that. You're completely ruining the moment; now continue what you were saying."

Troy sighed and he thought for a few seconds. "We have a roof over our heads… We have greatly supporting jobs. We have the best friends in the world… And, most importantly… We have each other."

Gabriella smiled and she finished the rest of her strawberry, before putting the stem in the bowl. She stood up and her heels clacked on the cement as she made her way to Troy's chair. She took his strawberry from his hand and put it in the bowl before straddling him and kissing his lips lightly.

"You have no idea how much I love you…" she whispered.

"I might," Troy said.

Gabriella pressed herself into Troy and she smirked, feeling him stiffen. "Wow. Hardly any work at all," she said, getting up from the chair.

"You tease."

"You know it."

Gabriella slid her heels off, and she let the cover up fall from her shoulders, revealing her thong bikini. She watched Troy bite on his lip and she untied her bikini top, letting it fall to the ground. She watched Troy's eyes travel to her slightly larger than usual breasts—having a baby does wonders for certain parts of your body.

With a grin, Gabriella slid her bottoms down and turned, walking toward the pool. She didn't give it a second thought before jumping into the cool pool water. A few seconds later, she resurfaced and came face to face with Troy. She smiled and wrapped her arms around his neck, kissing his lips lightly.

"It's colder in here than I thought. Let's get in the hot tub," Gabriella said.

"Deal."

Gabriella swam to the edge of the pool and pulled herself out. She waited for Troy before she stepped into the hot tub, and she flipped a switch, turning on the jets. She watched Troy climb in and she pushed him down on a step, straddling him. She rubbed herself against him and kissed his neck lightly.

"I'm gonna torture you," she said.

"Hey, you're just torturing yourself," Troy said, resting his hands on her hips.

"No. Just wait and see," she said, pressing against him.

Gabriella bit her lip lightly and she let out a small moan, rubbing herself against him again. "Mm…"

"Gabs, teasing is mean…" Troy said.

"Shh…"

She rubbed herself against him again, this time repeatedly, making sure her clit rubbed against his head. She bit her lip, letting out a moan, and she rested her forehead on his.

"I can make it more pleasurable if you let me…" Troy whispered.

"Do it. I need it… Please…"

Troy picked Gabriella up off of him, and he sat her on the edge of the hot tub. He laid her back and kissed her thigh lightly, before sliding his tongue over her clit. Gabriella moaned and she let her fingers run through his hair. Troy sucked on her lightly, and he flicked his tongue over her, gently. Gabriella's back arched and she let out another moan, gripping his hair lightly.

Troy pressed his tongue to her a little more and he let his pace quicken a bit. Gabriella gasped, and she moaned, feeling herself pulsating, and she pushed Troy from her easily. She stayed still for a few seconds, before getting back into the hot tub, and she straddled Troy again.

"That was quick," Troy said.

"I'm horny, what did you expect?" Gabriella asked.

Gabriella slid onto Troy carefully and she let out a small breath, before rocking her hips. Troy's hands rested on her hips and he pushed his into hers. Gabriella moaned and she kissed Troy's neck lightly. She felt Troy's thumb on her clit, and she moaned again as he circled his thumb over her. She let her hips move a little quicker, and she bit her lip lightly.

Troy moaned when Gabriella quickened her pace, and he drug in a breath, letting his thumb press on her a little more. He pushed his hips up into hers and he let out a moan, making the pace of his thumb quicker.

Gabriella whimpered and she bit her lip. She let her hips rock a little quicker, and she finally let out a loud moan as her walls enclosed around Troy. She moved her hips faster, riding out her orgasm, and she closed her eyes, resting her forehead down on Troy's shoulder as he spent himself inside of her.

Gabriella's orgasm finally subsided and she let out a small breath, slowing her hips to a stop.

"What got you so worked up, Mrs. Bolton?" Troy asked.

"It's mating season."