After an intense amount of magic spells and curses shouted, Gwen was on her knees by her bed, exhausted. "Now, Gwen. Did you really think I'd have spent my entire time up here doing nothing?" He rubbed his shoulder, a large bruise forming. "Although, I see you were practicing too." he said as a small trickle of blood ran across his hand.
Gwen only panted, she was sore all over and tired as she leaned into the bed with a groan. Kevin walked toward her with a serious face. Gwen glared at him in anger. "Get away from me." she hissed out through her teeth.
Kevin only laughed in malice as he lifted her into his arms, she was to tired to resist anyway. "You need a bath, don't you?" he asked her with a smirk.
"Leave me the hell alone!" she whined, leaning into him and hitting his bruise.
Kevin only made a face and held her in a lower bridal style. "Chill out Gwen, you're in pain, even a moron could see that." he rolled his eyes and carried her out of the room. There were soft lights on in the hall now, doors lining the walls that she had never even felt glared at her.
"Right now you just need a bath, so don't be bitchy ok, I refuse to listen." he kicked open a door to the right and Gwen felt herself overcome by dizzy lights. She closed her eyes and felt Kevin lay her up against something cool.
"I'll call Gorg in here in a few minutes." he barked out before turning. Gwen opened her eyes gently and immediately saw Gorg in front of her. She let out a short scream and backed up into what little of a corner she could.
"Gwendolen, it's alright!"
Water splashed around her body and she soon realized that she was in a tub. She screamed again before attempting to cover herself, although a large amount of bubbles was doing that for her already.
"GORG! What were you thinking!" she squealed out, face red and out of breath.
"Gwendolen, when I came in here you were already in the tub, I just took the liberty of snipping off your under garments," the woman held up two soaked looking rags that had once been hers.
"I didn't think you'd be able to get comfortable in the water with those on... they were ripping anyway," Gorg was mixing something with the tip of her tail and throwing the wet clothes away with that warm smile.
Gwen couldn't really think straight now, her head was pounding through her skull and right between her eyes. "Ugh....how long have I been in here?" she managed to groan out.
"Oh, about half an hour I suppose? I just turned the water to sedative though, your skin won't wrinkle, nasty habit with the water. And it'll numb the pain too, I still can't believe you were that tired Ms. Gwendolen!" Gorg lifted the bowl into her hands with her tail and began to tinker with it with a sort of chemistry set she had set about her.
Gwen looked on for a few moments before turning her head, to tired to think about what on earth, or space ship, Gorg was doing with that bowl.
She sunk into the tub slowly until just her head was out of the water. Her muscles were crying out to her as something in the water started eating away her pain. It felt like heaven's version of awkward smelling bubble baths.
She cupped her hands and pulled them to her face, pure bath water in her hands, the tips of her fingers covered in bubbles. It was green, and not a slug slimy green.
A bright, neon green, like the color when Ben would change aliens with, it was also glowing the same color. She let it slip from her fingers, oddly freaked out, then began to stir the bubbles in front of her.
"I never would have gotten to take a bubble bath at home… " she said softly to herself, more than to Gorg.
The pregnant naga women smiled and put the bowl aside, crossing her arms over the side of the tub. "Why is that Ms. Gwendolen, I love hearing stories about people on Earth, makes me remember things." she rested her head on her arms, tail curling up around her belly.
Gwen giggled in a mild manner, right then Gorg looked like an eager child awaiting another story from there great grand parent, or great uncle or aunt. She smiled and tried getting comfortable against the glass wall of tile. "Well..."
Gorg quickly put a rolled up towel behind Gwen's neck as a pillow with a smile.
"Thank you, that feels better… but as I was saying, at the time of my whole kidnapping thing-"
"Sorry about that, again," Gorg interrupted, then made a face to match how adorable Gwen thought Hinu's ears were in sadness, "but do go on!"
Gwen smiled and continued. "Well, I was staying with my Grandpa and my cousin Ben. Grandpa travels in a camper, it's got all these gadgets and things, but Ben had to go and break the tub pull out." she said the last bit in a nasty voice.
"Now, it's only showers, nothing but showers, painful standing on my feet all day showers." she said simply. Gorg giggled, then the tip of her tail flopped onto the side of the tub next to her arms.
"Would this count as my feet?" she asked in a laugh. Gwen laughed to, she couldn't help herself. She sighed, then turned to the snake women gently.
"Gorg?" she asked.
"Hmm?" the brunette was paying attention.
"Why is Hinu so grumpy? First he was nice, then he was grumpy. And how did Kevin get up here, and why the title 'prince?' And what did you two mean by 'help our prince?' And why is that girl-Unta was her name, in a fish tank, and why-"
"Curiosity killed the cat my dear," Gwen frowned, but Gorg beamed at her, "but the answer brought it right back to life, so I'll see what I can do." Gwen smiled brightly, and Gorg giggled.
"Hinu is… odd like that. Back when we were human, he was always angry though. He never smiled, not for anything. When we were put in danger, he rescued us, then turned to me and smiled before passing out." she giggled.
"The very next day after that, he proposed to me." she giggled again madly.
"Well obviously you said yes." Gwen said with a smirk on her lips.
"No, I didn't." Gorg said truthfully. Gwen gasped. "I asked him what's your name first, then I'll say yes." she giggled again as Gwen shook her head.
"I'm not going to even jump that rope yet." she said simply. "How did Kevin get up here?" she asked again.
"Oh, well. I'm a scientist… sort of. I was playing around with a few toys, broke open a rift, Kevin and a few other things came tumbling out, and then we brought him along with us." she shrugged, avoiding her eyes.
"A few… other things?" Gwen said in an almost cold voice, Gorg seemed to be one to sugar coat things a lot.
"They were all dead, dead or nearly dead and loosing oxygen anyway." she shrugged and splashed a small bit of the green water at Gwen to try and turn the subject.
She splashed her back, before thinking.
"How does Kevin stay human?" she asked.
"Well well Gwen, don't you like to ask questions?" an unfairly familiar voice asked from the doorway.
"Kevin, get the hell out you PERVERT!" Gwen screamed in a calm anger, she was to relaxed to do anything else but shout at him anyway.
Gorg stood to what seemed the full height, Gwen guessed very high. Six, maybe seven feet without her tail.
"I refuse upon your intrusions of a ladies bath, now get out before I soak you with a sink nozzle." a faint British accent in her voice. She was angry. An angry Gorg, now Gwen had seen it all.
"Calm down Gorg. Please, you're pregnant for fucks sake. Hinu would wrestle me into a knot before I hit you back… not that I would," he grumbled, "you cook my food."
"But really," he continued, pulling off his shirt to reveal a six pack with a trying to form eighth. "your husband is turning tables, and I do mean that literally, looking for you. Blabbering something about a calendar." he shrugged.
"Oh, well… That's excusable, pardon me Gwendolen, I'll be back soon. Touch her and die." Gorg said in her sweetest voice that Gwen had heard, she slithered out of the room at the calm pace, humming.
Gwen sunk further into the tub, waiting for the nasty remarks, the puns, the jokes, but it never came. She sat up a little and took a glance in Kevin's direction.
He was leaning over a sink and cracking his knuckles with the one hand.
'Great, he's going to beat me to death.' Gwen thought, 'I have enough magic for a protection, but it'll drain me really low for a while.' she sighed and thought through her photographic memory of spells and spell books.
"Gwen." she ignored him. "Gwen, you're bleeding." Kevin said simply. She gasped and opened her eyes, looking down at the water and her arms.
"That is a sign of too much stress my dear." he had taken Gorg's place beside the tub, a blush washing over her face and she turned the other way.
"Leave me alone." she snapped. She sat up straight in the tub, which was still deep enough for the water and bubbles to cover her chest.
"Geez you're tense," she felt his hands grab her shoulders in a squeeze and she grabbed his wrists with a glare.
"Would you relax? I'm trying to be a fucking happy helper so Gorg won't fry my ass. Bitch is a manic when she's mad… surpasses even Hinu." Kevin paused and then chuckled.
"And let me tell you, it's just unreal how powerful he is." all the while he was rubbing little circles into the tense muscles in Gwen's neck and shoulders.
She clenched her fists underwater after letting his wrist go, determined not to make a sound, but it felt so good.
"I think it's the food those two eat, weirdest shit ever, but anyway," he leaned forward over the tub, blowing bubbles onto her back as he worked on her neck with his breath. Somewhere along the line her back had turned to face him.
"How sore are you, on a scale from one to ten?" he asked in a bored voice. She didn't dare open her mouth, but held up eight fingers before shoving her hands back under the water.
'Dear god, I don't know if I want him to quit,' she thought in a coo, 'I've never been this relaxed before. Where did he learn this?' she thought in an almost gasp as Kevin cracked a small section between her shoulder and arm.
The good kind of crack mind you. She wouldn't be able to hold it in any longer, she's purr if she was a cat.
"Haven't you ever heard of the word relax, Gwen? Geez, it's like you stand around 24 seven." another crack, and his hands moved lower down her back. "Are you even listening to me?" he drawled.
She waved her hand at him, then started to put it back in the water slowly, Kevin pressed his left hand into her back, and grabbed her retreating wrist with his right.
'Crap, that feels sooo good.' Gwen felt so ashamed. She let out a soft coo in her throat and heard instant giggles. She turned her head sharply to the left.
Gorg and Hinu were in the cracked doorway giggling. "We'll leave you two alone." they shut the door and Kevin dropped her wrist.
His hands moved away from her back and he turned around, back to the tub. Gwen sunk in faster than he had, her face red, her brain splattered inside her head, and her common sense betraying her.
'Oh god, I moaned! I MOANED!'