Training Spouses

Sophia had had a rather busy day in the office. There was a case coming up that everyone was scrambling to prepare, and the angel was no exception. She had been busy going over evidence and alibis but now she was free of the Manhattan based law office and she was nothing but smiles as she walked down the street towards her husband’s gym. She certainly was not appropriate dressed for training, still wearing her blazer, skirt, and heels with her loose curls hanging over her shoulders but that was what the gym bag hiked over her shoulder was for. Before she even walked into the building she knew that Gabriel knew she was coming, he always knew when one of their species was near, so when she walked in and her eyes met his immediately she wasn’t surprised and she met his grin with one of her own. “Let me change. I’ll be right there.” She said loud enough for him to hear before she headed to the locker rooms to go change. Several minutes later she returned with a purple sports bra and black biking shorts‒the tightness was perfect for training because nothing would snag her‒black sneakers with her hair pulled back into a ponytail. She walked over to join him and got up on her tip toes to pull him into a kiss and then she relinquished her hold. “I needed to make sure I got that in before you stop treating me like your wife and start treating me like a student.” She said with a wink and a smile as she stepped back. “Now let’s go. I had a busy day and I kicking your butt might be just what I need to unwind.” She gave him a cocky smirk, knowing full well she wouldn’t be able to kick his butt. The man was built like a tank and her tiny frame was meant for agility. Nonetheless she was hyped up to get their sparring going

“Unless the subject is law, you will probably always be the teacher. I’m okay with that though. You look sexy when you’re being all serious during our training lessons.” Sophia said with a grin, she rather enjoyed teasing him. “Punches and kicks it is then.” She said as she stood back and jumped up and down while she shook off to warm hers muscles up, they were kind of stiff from her day spent in an office chair. After she felt thoroughly loosened up she took a punch towards one of the pads. She continued this for a little while, alternating with kicks before she decided to ask about his day, wanting to exchange pleasantries while they were just warming up. “So how was your day, sweetheart? Not too boring I hope since I am later than we discussed when you dropped by the office earlier.” A few more punches and kicks in she spoke again, “Julia told me to tell you hello by the way. She missed watching you walk out of the office since she was in a meeting. Wasn’t too pleased that I didn’t warn her you were coming by so she could clear her schedule. She expects you to come back in soon to make up for the mishap.” She laughed when she finished. Her female coworkers loved it when he stopped by the office, it gave them the ability to drool over him when he wasn’t looking and they all wanted to know how they could get a guy that good looking themselves. Sophia always told them dumb luck, because that is exactly what it was. If she hadn’t been lucky enough for him to come to her rescue she wouldn’t be alive, much less married to the Archangel. When she felt thoroughly warmed up she ceased her jabs and kicks, “All warmed up. What’s next?” she asked cheerfully.

“We can work on how limber you are at home, sweetie.” Sophia said with a wink. She was definitely cheeky, it was a wonder he could put up with her some days. Then again, she supposed that is what he liked about her, her unhindered thought process and ability to speak her mind. She was used to dodging and lunging during their training sessions, he was trying to make her quicker after all, so she could still manage to speak even as she dodged his lunge, “She’ll be happy to hear you’re coming back. I’ll be sure to tell her this time.” She just barely saw the kick coming for her side but she managed to dodge backwards, missing the hit by just an inch, and she was thankful for that. She knew he’d never hurt her intentionally but she also knew he felt bad whenever he accidentally landed a hit because she wasn’t quick enough to get out of the way. She breathed out a sigh of relief before returning to her defensive stance and looking at him, “The case is going along well, I think we might finally have everything we need to win this one.” This person was being framed and she believed that with her whole being. She defended the innocent like her life depended upon it; the justice system was just too flawed for her not to try to clear their names of wrong doing. “Now come on, big guy. I’m not your wife right now so don’t hold back.” She clenched her fists in front of her and stared at him down, ready for anything he threw her way. When they trained like this she never expected special treatment or for him to go easy on her. She wanted to be able to dodge his movements as if it were merely second nature and the only way she could do that was if he didn't think of her as someone he loved and gave it his all. 

She let their conversation drop as he threw jabs and right hooks at her, there was no time for conversation while she was dodging and blocking as if there were a real fight. Some of the moves she was able to dart out of reach of, while others were too close so she ended up blocking them somehow, and some she missed entirely so she was hit but he taught her never to let her resolve fade so when a hit landed she didn’t flinch but went back to predicting his next movie instead. While this was going on she was seeking a weak point, a place to knock him down when the time came so she could claim victory. He had started to slow up which gave her the chance to duck low and sweep one leg underneath his to knock his feet out from under him. When he was flat on his back she stood over him with a smirk, “Told you I would kick your butt.” She dropped down on top of him to hold him down with her legs on either side of him and her hands pinning his shoulders down even though he could easily turn this around on her and she would end up trapped beneath him if he wanted, which she half expected him to do anyway. She was merely being playful, celebrating her improvement for just a moment‒it was after all the first time she had taken him down since they met‒before he pulled her back into training. “Go ahead, congratulate me. I say you should make dinner tonight because this was obviously a win.” She said playfully and entirely not seriously, she would prefer to make dinner with him if there was cooking involved anyway. She did a bit of a happy squirm while remaining on top of him, her smirk still evident as she did.

Gabriel had admitted defeat and Sophia celebrated again with a happy squirm. Her nose scrunched up in delight before she leaned down and kissed him softly at first and then a little more fully before she pulled away and flashed him a large smile. Then she moved so that she was laying beside him rather than holding him down, she was rather spent from their training lesson. She looked up at the ceiling while she debated her options for dinner. She yawned once and then decided they had to get up and move or else she might fall asleep on the gym floor, “Let’s go out to eat.” She said before she pushed herself off the ground to sit up and face him. “I think we should go shower, but probably not together since if we do we will both need to shower again,” she really was shameless. Her smirk appeared and then she continued, “And get into something a little less sweaty, even though I like you sweaty,” the smirk grew, “Then we’ll grab dinner. Loser gets to pick the place as a conciliation prize since his wife ended up kicking his butt after all.” She winked before she got up off the ground entirely and offered him her hand so she could help him get up, granted it was more of a courtesy than anything. She would easily be pulled down if he relied just on her strength to pull him up but he knew better than that. Once he was up she kissed his cheek gently and then backed away towards the locker rooms, “Meet back here in twenty handsome and don’t be late or I might have to find another date.” She joked before she disappeared into the locker room to get cleaned up from their training session.

Sophia was always quick when it came to showering and today was no exception. It took her ten minutes to shower and precisely two more to put her work clothes on back on, minus the blazer leaving her in a flowing knee length skirt, red shirt, and heels to match, another minute later she had her wet hair up in a tight bun while she stashed her gym bag back in the locker‒she would return for it later‒and grabbed her briefcase. She headed back out into the gym and noticed her husband wasn’t there yet; he had approximately seven more minutes from the twenty she gave him. She found a bench to sit on in the corner of the room and propped herself up against the corner while she pulled a book out of her briefcase, a highlighter and pen were quick to follow. By the time Gabriel walked out of the men’s locker room Sophia was far too enthralled by the book that contained Nevada’s state laws. She hadn’t yet told him but she was planning on taking another bar exam so she could practice in yet another state. It was quite possible that the girl was obsessed with studying and practicing law but that was nothing she was ashamed of. She loved the subject dearly and she got to help people with it. She was in a world of her own, her legs stretched out across the bench she had occupied, back leaning against the corner, her pen was hidden in the bun of her hair, occasionally making appearances when she needed to jot something down in the margins of the book, reading glasses on so she could focus better, and the end of her highlighter captured between her teeth. No one in the gym had bothered her thankfully, the only person she would accept interrupting her studies was her husband.

The sound of Gabriel’s voice knocked Sophia out of her study mode and she looked up at her husband with a smile. He was squeaky clean and incredibly handsome‒not that the latter ever changed. His curiosity about her law book made her blush, she hadn't intended on telling him just yet but she had been too absorbed by the contents of the book to notice he was heading her way. “Well, not so much thinking about it as planning to take the bar exam in Nevada next month and not really a transfer either. Goldbloom wants to extend the firms reach across the country and I decided to add another state to my resume, you know in addition to the three I already practice in. I was planning to tell you if I passed the exam.” She sat up and put her book, highlighter, and pen into her briefcase before she sat up fully and swung so she was facing forward and put her red four inch heels back on. When she looked at Gabriel again she realized she still had reading glasses on and those quickly got tucked into the side of her briefcase as well before she stood up, checking her phone for the time as she did, she didn’t do it to check that he was on time because she knew he was. She did it to be sure she hadn’t spent too much time enthralled by a law book. “Perfectly on time as always, sweetie.” She kissed his cheek quickly. “I am ready when you are, my love. You chose Italian, right?” she double checked.