[An Afternoon Date] - [Larxene/Xigbar] - [PG-13]

[femme_savage]

Who: Larxene and Xigbar
What: An afternoon outing
Where: Around Twilight Town
When: Friday

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"So I doomed myself when I picked it out?" he smirked, watching her move through the room. "And since when were you someone who gave a flying fuck what anyone thought about you or us? I'm pretty sure if you did, you wouldn't be here now, right?"

His arms instinctively brought themselves to wrap around her and keep her close. He leaned forward to press his lips to her forehead, letting them linger there as he spoke.

"But you know, it's me and my family we're talking about, so of course there'll be the most expensive cake in the universe, the biggest dress you can think of, the largest buffet imaginable, silver flatware, crystal glasses, a diamond cake cutter, a live orchestra, horse drawn carriages, and it'll all take place in a big castle!"

On second thought, that actually sounded really fun.

"Hey! Maybe Granddad will bring out the champagne he had made when he and Grandma got married! And then he'll have a bottle made for us to share on the fiftieth anniversary! Think you can put up with me that long?"

One of his hands moved to grab hers from his chest, giving it a light squeeze. He was well aware of the leg against his, but the fun part about all of his military training was the ability to ignore it... at a certain level, anyway.

"Whoa, Nelly... I thought you wanted to go OUT today? You know as well as I do that if we start this up, we'll both be rather too disinclined to go further than the kitchen."

[femme_savage]

The truth of the matter was, no, she didn't give a flying fuck what others thought of them, or her, but every girl, even her to some extent, dreamed of the day when she would be a bride. While most normal girls wanted it for the 'happily ever after' that would, hopefully, follow, Larxene wanted it for the fact that she would be the center of attention and the one everyone would be aiming to please. What girl didn't want to be a veritable princess for a day?

It was all the royal benefits with none of the commitments.

Hearing all of Xigbar's insane, to put it politely, plans for their wedding, as potentially mapped out by her future in-laws, she felt her stomach turn a little.

"Oh no! Noooo no no no no!" the blonde stated firmly. "That's a little too much! You forget, my family aren't exactly wealthy fuckers, don't you think it'll make them feel a little uncomfortable and guilty that they couldn't help in paying for their daughter's wedding? Can't we just, I dunno, make this simple and tasteful so as not to humiliate my family?"

His comments about her body position brought back Larxene's lighter mood, causing a soft laugh to ripple from her lips as she took a step away from him.

"Alright then, patchy, let's get going before there's a full mast on deck~" the young woman grinned as she made a cheeky grab at his crotch, giving it a squeeze before walking to the door, unable to keep the grin from her face.

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He knew that sort of reaction would come up. It was almost like the prince and the pauper between them, and though he was less worried about it, she tended to be a little overprotective of her family's income caste. He was more offended by his.

"Ah, well, it'll mostly be Granddad and mom planning it all. I can try to tell them to keep it simple, but I doubt they'll listen. They're all for big and expensive anything. Remember when we went to dinner with them and instead of the Chicken Nuggets he asked for, Hunter was given a slice of rotisserie duck breast? And instead of French fries, a side of au gratin?"

He shrugged a little, letting his hands fall back to her waist.

"You can try talking to them, though. I may be the only son, but I'm also the bastard son, and fuck my opinion on anything!" he smirked. Over-exaggeration. He was good at it. "You could try telling them we don't want them to do anything? Or limit them as to what they can do."

The grab to his crotch brought a sharp sound up, one he tried to keep quiet but failed miserably.

"Hey, hey hey! No ma'am! Don't start that shit unless you intend on ending it!" After a brief moment of him catching his bearings as he leaned against the wall, he took off after her, fingers ready for the tickle.