"Come on! Give me ten more!"
"Yes, Ma'am," Aether grunted as he put all his effort into completing his tenth set of ten pushups. For the past week now, he'd been training in Mondstat under the supervision of the Knights of Favonius. The purpose of which was to test his mettle against the most rigorous training that only the most promising knights were out through.
Aether had for a long time been considered one of Mondstats strongest allies, and some people argued that he may even be stronger than any of the knights currently in Mondstat. This had become a topic of debate in several of the taverns that most mondstaters frequented until it eventually reached the ears of the knights and Aether themselves. Aether, although humble, was never the type to back down from a challenge, he welcomed them, in fact, and once it was proposed that Aether be exposed to training similar to a favoniun boot camp, he saw it as a way to see how far he'd come in addition to that he hoped to gain the respect of his friends in the knights not just as friends but as brothers in arms.
However, he never really needed to gain their respect. He already had it, among other things. That would certainly not stop Amber from taking advantage of this for every second she could, though. The outrider had been the one to suggest Aether be allowed to train under her for the duration of his spontaneous boot camp and bless Jean's heart. She'd allowed it. Amber could not thank her blonde superior enough for allowing things to play out the way they had. As of right now, under the guise of wanting to add a bit of challenge to the training, Amber was sitting on Aether's bareback while he did his pushups. The young man was currently topless, wearing standard Knight of Favonius shorts and boots. Amber had chosen to wear something different as well. A white T-shirt that seemed just a bit too tight, which drew the eye to her curvaceous upper body, and a pair of bright red booty shorts that seemed something more fitting for the beach.
"Come to one, Aether; put your back into it! Let me hear you work for it," She ordered. The grunts and groans Aether made as he put all his effort into the new set of pushups were immediately stored into Ambers memory banks for later 'enjoyment.' For now, all she wanted to enjoy was the sight of Aether's toned upper body furiously thrusting itself up and down. She quietly envied the dirt beneath Aether, wishing she was in its place beneath him, being slammed into by his chiseled body. Maybe soon. For now, though, she was more than satisfied with her current position, especially since she knew that there were those who would take it in a heartbeat.
On the other side of the courtyard, trying and failing to be discreet about their intentions, Noelle was pretending to sweep an otherwise spotless floor. She had never been more thankful for her position as a maid. It gave her an excuse to stick around the training field as well as the equipment used in training drills. They needed to be thoroughly cleaned, right? They couldn't have Aether using dirty equipment. They also couldn't let the equipment he used stay dirty. If he was done using the punching bag or the bench press, then she had to make sure it didn't...smell like him. She would certainly have to be diligent and take deep whiffs of the equipment he used to make sure his strong musky scent was taken off of them, even if it meant getting it ALL over her own clothes. Oh well, sacrifices need to be made.
"O-Oh, dear…" Noelle said in a silent gasp as Aether stood up, his pushups now complete and Amber off his back. His body flexed deeply, and it gave her a view she would not be forgetting anytime soon. Her grip on the broom tightened enough to splinter it; luckily, her gloves were thick enough to protect her hands from the pinches. She watched with rapt attention as Aether was led over to the bench press area and laid down.
"I didn't know that there was a weight-lifting aspect to the training routine of the knights," Aether said as he went flat on his back onto the bench.
"It's a pretty new addition, no complaining now," Amber said with a wink.
"T-the subject has proven to be very adept at physical activity. Shows an exceptional ability to adapt to the needs of his situation and resilience, which is extremely impressive. H-his endurance is seemingly endless…capable of maintaining energetic and lively movements for a prolonged period of time," Sucrose said in a shaky voice and an equally shaky hand as she jotted down notes onto a pad. She had been told in confidence by Albedo about the Traveler's otherworldly origins, and despite his assurances that Aether was biologically human in nature (for the most part), she saw fit to do her own research.
Sucrose gulped hard and felt herself start to pant like the canines she was descended from when Aether started bench-pressing the weights. He was lifting far more than his shorter frame should have been able to take. She added that to her notes. She also took note of Amber, deciding the best way to spot Aether was to straddle his lap instead of standing behind him. The position Amber took very frustratingly blocked the alchemist's view of HER specimen's upper body, making it very difficult to admire examine his physic. Sucrose resolved to move away from the window she was spying from to another so she could get a better angle.
When Barbara heard that Aether would be training under the supervision of the knights, she figured that she would stop by and offer her services if he required any kind of healing for wounds or exhaustion from what he'd have to endure. She had expected to be on standby for most of her time, keeping a close eye on him and making sure he was pushing his limits without hurting himself. What she wasn't expecting was for her long-dormant libido to be suddenly and violently awoken by the sight of Aether's toned body putting in work while Amber bounced ever so slightly on his abdomen with every breath he took.
At that moment, Barbara closed her eyes and prayed for strength in the hopes that she would be able to overcome the depraved desires running through her mind. Seconds later, she realized that Barbatos, wherever the fuck he was or whatever the fuck he was doing, was probably not hearing her pleas for help. She resigned herself to her fate and quickly found somewhere in the courtyard to sit and be ready if Aether needed her special kind of help.
"Fischl! Quit trying to push me out of the way!" Mona said in an annoyed tone.
"The Prinzessin requires ample real estate in order for her to gaze upon the magnificence of her subjects comfortably," Fischl replied.
"What Mein fraulein means is she can't see through your scrying mirror because it's so small," Oz stepped in.
"This is as big as I can make it! Heavens, why did I even tell you about this?" Mona said, regretting her decision to let Fischl know she had a front-row seat to the Aethers gun show.
"Lady Megistus! The Prinzessin would like to know if your divine sight has bestowed upon thee visions of ecstasy that were expanded towards the house of royalty and the stars themselves.
Oz gave Fischl a funny look.
"What she is asking is if you see a future where Aether has a threesome with the two of you."
"….oh…uh…" Mona sheepishly looked into the scrying mirror. Her eyes went wide, and she hurriedly closed the scrying circle. "Um…the short answer is yes, but…there will also be some other girls."