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When Serath arose the next morning, he found Viv sitting at the dining table, sipping coffee and eating toast spread with plum jam while reading the newspaper. "Morning, hon," he said as he went into the kitchen, stopping briefly to give her a kiss on the head.

"Morning." Viv looked up from the paper. "Did I fall asleep during the movie?"

"You did indeed," replied Serath as he poured himself a coffee from the pot Viv had brewed. "You looked so sweet just lying there that I couldn't disturb you."

Viv smiled. "Thanks, hon. Although I did wake up with an awful crick in my neck."

"When did you get up?" Serath asked as he went about mak­ing his breakfast, which this morning he decided would be heav­ily-sugared porridge and buttered toast.

"Uh... dunno. About 7:45 I think." Viv sipped at her coffee and resumed reading the paper.

"Rather early for you," Serath commented as he put bread into the toaster. He leaned against the counter and sipped at his cof­fee while he waited.

"You didn't sleep with your neck at a funny angle all night," Viv muttered. "Took ages to get the kinks out."

Serath chuckled into his cup. "With you, I think it'd be im­possible to properly work your kinks out."

Viv stared at her husband for a few moments before the mean­ing of his words sank in. "Heh, yeah, I guess so. Sometimes I think my kinks define me."

"Maybe, maybe not." Serath shrugged and sipped at his cof­fee, then began preparing his porridge. Being lazy, he opted to cook it in the microwave. "What would define me, then?"

"I think it's too early in the morning for philosophical ques­tions," Viv answered after a few seconds of thought. "Best an­swer I can think of is a dictionary. 'Wolf, noun. Animal related to the dog.' Or something."

"Almost as brilliant as Baldrick's definition of 'C': 'blue wavy thing that's wet'. Or whatever it was. It's been too long since I watched Blackadder," Serath replied, starting the microwave.

The feline chuckled and nodded. "Neither have I. We should have a British comedy night sometime."

Eventually Serath had his breakfast made. "What have you got on today?" he asked as he sat down and began shovelling food into his mouth.

"Not much, really. Haven't got anything on until Friday, so I figured I'd catch up on some reading and music organisation, maybe some more Guitar Hero. You?"

"Some reading of an intellectual kind, and some website cod­ing. Maybe some gaming in the afternoon." Serath looked thoughtfully at the ceiling as he chewed on his toast. "We could put up the tent in the backyard when it arrives too, assuming our stuff is delivered when they said it would be delivered."

"Mmhmm." Viv looked up from the paper and grinned widely. "You want to sleep in it as well? And perhaps see if it stands up to some intimate activity?"

Serath sighed and shook his head. "You would think of that, wouldn't you?"

Viv shrugged. "Why not? We've never screwed in a tent be­fore, so it'd be a new place to do it. Might need a fair bit of pad­ding, though. The ground's not the most comfortable thing to lie on."

"Doggie style would probably do, then. Been a while since we've done it that way."

"Yeah. Nothing like the traditional position of animals every­where."

"Mmm." Serath didn't say anything else until after he'd fin­ished eating. "Right," he said as he pushed himself up from the table. "I'll just wash these few dishes, then get started on my reading."

"Righto." Viv folded up the newspaper and took her own used crockery into the kitchen. "And I think I'll work on my music first. Got some more music to try to sort out."

Viv and Serath went their separate ways at that point, Serath to clear the bench of dishes, and Viv to the media center to go through her music. Sometime later, a bit after 10:30, there was a firm knock at the door. "I'll get it!" Viv said, putting down the wireless keyboard and going to the door. When she opened it, she found a fox in a navy blue delivery uniform. "Oh, cool! Our stuff's arrived." She stepped aside and pointed at an empty area of carpet. "Just put everything down there."

"Righto!" the fox agreed cheerfully, turning and heading back to his truck. Another fox helped to bring the stuff inside. "You want the barbecue in here as well?"

"Yeah, that's fine. It's still clean... until the first time we burn something on it."

"That's not very reassuring!" yelled Serath from the table. "I've never barbecued in my life!"

"Light the gas, slap the food on, bada-bing, bada-boom, it's done. How hard could it be?"

"Don't say that! You'll jinx it!"

Viv snorted derisively. "Worry-wart."

The barbecue was soon placed in the living room, along with the other stuff they'd bought. "If you could just sign here," the first fox said, showing Viv the delivery notice, "we'll be on our way."

Viv did so, and the fox added his own signature. "Cool! Thank you, and have a nice day!" The fox and his companion left quickly, already discussing another delivery.

"Right! Shall we take this tent out the back and set it up?" Viv asked. "I'm just itching to play with it."

Serath marked his place and came to join Viv. "You mean play in it," he murmured. He bent down to pick up one end of the package. "Surprisingly light," he commented, hefting the whole thing easily.

He took it out into the backyard, which had a large expanse of slightly overgrown lawn dotted about with apple trees, and dumped it roughly in the middle. "Now, where are the instruc­tions," he muttered, opening the wrapping, then the large bag inside which the tent was contained to rummage around. "Ah, here they are." He pulled out a sheet of paper and ex­amined it whilst Viv began to take out the bag's contents, laying them out on the grass carefully. "Seems easy enough."

Serath weighted down the instruction sheet with an apple plucked off a tree, then the two of them attempted to assemble the tent. "I'm always amazed that people can get these blasted things erected," Serath complained after he'd whacked his head with a support pole several times.

"Takes a lot of practice, and even more patience," Viv said as she managed to get part of the tent standing upright.

"Isn't this pandering to the stereotype of women doing all the work and the men just standing around doing nothing?"

"Yes, but in this case I know what I'm doing, and you don't, apparently. Now, where did those instructions go?"

Several minutes later, after a lot of swearing and grunting, the tent was finally standing, and wobbling slightly in the breeze that had sprung up. "There we go!" Viv exclaimed, standing back and looking at the tent with satisfaction. "Now, if Clarkson had done this, it'd be on its side, on fire."

"And May would be saying, 'You pillock!'" Serath retrieved the instructions and put them back in the bag so they wouldn't be lost. "Well... now that that's been done, what now?"

"Get the sleeping bags and lay them out inside, grab a couple of pillows, then we can snuggle up and maybe take it a bit fur­ther?" Viv sounded amused and hopeful at the same time.

Serath sighed theatrically. "Later, hon. It'd be nice if I could have at least twelve hours to recharge. You'll keep my balls per­petually empty the way you're going."

Viv laughed and wrapped her arms around her husband in a loving hug. "Well, we can't have that now, can we? I'll try to keep my hands off you until tonight, then."

"Thanks," Serath replied wryly. He picked up the tent bag and headed back inside. "I dunno about you, but I'm gonna get some more reading done."

"I'll make us some sandwiches for lunch," suggested Viv, fol­lowing him. "I wanna try out that new curry sauce."

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They stopped for lunch at about 1:30, by which time Serath had had enough of reading his textbooks and taking notes. "I need an entertainment break. Feel like a game of something on the PS2?"

"Uh, sure," Viv agreed, a little surprised, as Serath wasn't usu­ally one for playing games. "Like what?"

Serath had to think for a few seconds. "Hmm. I haven't got all that many multiplayer games. Either Buzz! or SingStar, I think."

"Buzz! is okay, if it's the music version. Not so great on the general knowledge one."

"Damn. All right, then. I like the music one too, but my knowledge of modern music is pitiful," Serath complained.

"Best out of three, then?" the feline suggested brightly.

Serath nodded. "Yeah, okay. Want to wager anything on the outcome?"

"Hmm." Viv rubbed a finger across her lips as she thought. "If I win, you have to mow the lawns."

"That's not too bad," Serath replied.

"In one of my latex suits."

The wolf stared at Viv with his muzzle gaping. "Oh no. No, just no. Especially in today's heat." After a moment he added, "And I'd have to pull the tent down again to get underneath."

"Oh, I wouldn't expect you to do it today. Maybe sometime soon after we've come back." Viv smirked across the table. "And I'll be right there with the video camera documenting it for future blackmail opportunities."

"Great. And if I win... um...." Serath scratched behind an ear as he tried to think of something. "If I win, then you have to have a bath. A big, hot, steaming bath with a rubber duckie. And you have to sing the 'Rubber Duckie' song."

Viv looked moderately horrified. "A bath? You've got to be kidding me."

"I think it's fair enough. Tit for tat. Take it or leave it."

"You are so going down!" Viv hissed, narrowing her eyes. "May the better player win."

The ensuing battle was epic - on a local scale, anyway. The first game was an easy win for Viv, who was quicker than her husband to answer correctly. The second game was more even, but resulted in a narrow win for Serath on the last round. "It's down to the wire, now," he murmured, suddenly getting nervous. "I don't feel very confident."

"I do," Viv replied with a grin, "but that's because I'm better than you."

"Not helping!"

The third game started, and for a couple of rounds Serath was leading, but not by much. He suffered greatly through Viv's quick fingers until the Point Stealer round, when he managed to claw his way back to a narrow second place. The Final Count­down was nail-bitingly close, but an incorrect answer on Serath's part put him out of the race. Serath groaned and slapped his forehead. "I don't know which is worse - Buzz's smugness, or yours."

"Hah!" Viv was dancing around, looking quite pleased with herself. "I'm gonna go pick out a suit for you to wear."

"Well, shit." Serath turned the PS2 and TV off and flumped onto the couch. "I really hope that the neighbours don't decide to look our way. I don't know if I could adequately explain why I'm wearing a lady's latex suit while mowing the lawns."

A few minutes later Viv came out of their bedroom holding up a shiny latex two-piece in a medium shade of pink. The top part was definitely configured for a woman's bosom, with small holes for the nipples, and the bottom piece was disturbingly skimpy. "I think this would look so cute on you."

Serath lowered his ears flat against his head and whined. "You want me to wear that? That's cruel and unusual punish­ment."

"So is forcing me to have a bath," Viv shot back. "You know I'm afraid of water."

"But you have showers all the time," the wolf pointed out. "That's water. As is rain."

Viv shook her head. "They're not the same. They're not large pools."

"But... neither is a bathtub."

"It's large enough. Just drop it for now."

Serath opened his mouth for a rejoinder, but he prudently shut it again. This was something he'd have to try to pry out of her at a later time. He just nodded instead.

"So... do you want to try this on now?" Viv jiggled the two-piece invitingly.

"Not really, but I suppose I should see if it properly fits, I sup­pose." Serath sighed and pushed himself up off the couch and went over to take the suit, before going into the bedroom.

"It's rather tight down below, and a bit loose up top," Serath commented when he'd managed to work himself into the latex suit. He examined himself in the mirror, turning from side to side to get a better look.

Viv hmmed, looking Serath up and down. "I think you need to lose some weight around the middle, hon," she said, giving him a few pokes in the belly.

"Thanks," Serath muttered dryly. "I think I know that already."

"You also don't have any tits to fill out the top. I think we can do something about that."

"I'm a guy! Of course I don't have any tits!" exclaimed Serath, turning to shoot Viv a look. "What are you gonna do? Stuff wadded up tissues into my bra? So to speak."

The grin on Viv's face spoke volumes. "Something like that, yeah. Not tissues, though; they'll just get wet and soggy. I was thinking of tearing up some rags and using those."

"I guess that would work," Serath agreed. He turned back to the mirror. "Man, this looks so weird on me. In fact, if I look at it in the right way, and try not to think of me wearing this, this could be kind of hot."

"Mmm, I think it is." Viv stepped up behind her husband and put her arms around him, stroking her hands over his latex-clad body, focusing her efforts more on his crotch.

"Could you not do that, please?" Serath pulled away from Viv and started to remove the two-piece. "Now is not really the time. It's not particularly comfortable."

Viv pouted a little as she watched Serath strip. "Awww, but I like seeing you in that. What about one of your suits? You don't wear them often enough."

Serath looked levelly at his wife. "You really want to see me strut around in latex, don't you?"

"Well... yeah. I think you look very sexy in latex or rubber, es­pecially if you have a mask on."

"Mmm." Serath looked at himself, then slowly reached into the closet to pull out the larger black two-piece that he occasion­ally wore when he and Viv were in the mood for a bit of kinky play. He held it against himself and hmmed critically. "You really think so?"

"Would I lie to you?" Viv asked in a voice almost oozing sweetness. She moved behind Serath and rested her chin upon his shoulder, stroking over his body again.

"Of course. I'm not that naïve." Serath couldn't help but smile a little, though. He looked into Viv's eyes via the mirror. "So... you really want me to put this on?"

Viv nibbled at the wolf's neck and nodded. "Mmhmm. And if you want, I'll put mine on as well. If it leads to anything inter­esting...."

"You'll be the first to know." Serath chuckled wryly and turned his head to lick at Viv's face. "Now, could you get out of the way so I can kit myself out?"

The feline stepped back, and sat on the edge of the bed to watch. "Make a show of it for me."

Serath rolled his eyes. "Only if you do the same for me." He hung the bottom piece over the closet's door handle and wiggled the top piece over his head, making the movements slow and sensuous. He rubbed his hands over his grey-furred chest, circling around his pale pink nipples with light touches of his middle fingers. He wet the tips, and rubbed directly over the small nubs of flesh. Then he took the suit's bottom part and stepped into it. He murred as he wiggled it up his legs, noticing that he was beginning to become aroused despite himself. Positioning his tail through the provided hole, he snapped the fastener closed.

"Mmm," Viv purred as Serath slipped his emerging cock through the opening provided in the front of his thong. "I never get tired of seeing you wrapped up in shiny latex. Black goes well with your fur."

"Thanks," Serath replied, curling his fingers around his lengthening shaft and stroking it until he was at full size and hardness. "It does look rather fetching." He struck a pose, lean­ing against the tallboy dresser that was situated beside the closet and stroking slowly, spitting out a little pre over the carpet.

Viv slipped off the bed and hunkered down in front of her husband, inhaling the powerful musk of his maleness before kissing the tip and sliding her lips over it, mmming loudly as she did so.

"Cocklover," Serath murmured in amusement, resting against the tallboy as Viv suckled upon him. He lightly rubbed a hand through the feline's blonde hair, letting the strands run through his fingers. He gasped as Viv pushed her head further down onto his cock, engulfing it completely. "Ohh, fuck...."

As Viv happily and sensuously sucked the thick, throbbing lupine dick in her mouth, she reached between her legs and began to finger herself, rubbing at her clit with a little vigour, adding her own scent to his.

Under the circumstances, it wasn't too long before Serath was almost on the brink of blowing. Viv sensed his impending erup­tion and pulled her head off his cock, licking her lips and leaving him quite unsatisfied. "You're not coming just yet, love," she murmured in a lusty tone. She stood up and pressed her lips to Serath's, giving him a taste of the pre that had spurted into her mouth.

As Serath recovered, Viv slipped into the pink two-piece, start­ing with the lower part first. Like Serath's, there was an opening in it, but it was positioned lower, giving access to the wearer's pussy and tailhole. She turned and bent over, presenting her now-clad rump to Serath. Teasingly she ground it against the wolf's cock, getting a squirt of precum over the back. Before he could take action, however, she stood upright again and slipped herself into the top piece. Her breasts filled the bosom nicely, her nipples poking out through the holes. The bottom ended several inches above her navel.

"You think I'm sexy? You're one to talk." Serath grabbed Viv up into a tight embrace and pressed his lips firmly to hers.

Unable to answer for the moment, Viv mrred into the kiss, parting her lips and slithering her tongue out to slip it between Serath's. The kiss deepened, both partners sliding their tongues into each other's mouth. Hands caressed and groped over back and buttocks, and the latex squeaked a little as it rubbed.

After a minute or two they separated, panting softly. "I want you, Viv," Serath growled, gazing into his mate's golden eyes. "I want to bend you over and screw you until the neighbours hear you screaming and call the cops."

Viv's eyes twinkled mischievously as she thought about that. "Mmm, if you really want to make me scream, fuck my arse while I use a dildo in my puss."

"Yeah, that sounds perfect," Serath replied, grinning widely. "And I'm gonna pick the fake cock." He turned to the tallboy and opened the bottom drawer. Inside was a varied collection of dildos, vibrators and other toys. "How's a horse dick sound?" He reached in and pulled out a 3"-thick, 12"-long silicone dildo in black.

"Excellent," Viv murred, taking the dildo and stroking her fin­ger over its medial ring. "This'll do just fine." She lifted it to her lips and slid her tongue over the slightly flared head, watching Serath as she did so, before she opened her mouth wide and totally engulfed as much as she could, which was about six inches, shooting the wolf flirty glances as she suckled it.

Serath stroked his erection, feeling his arousal growing even more as he watched his wife suck on the dildo. "That's enough of that," he said eventually. He pointed to the bed. "Get on your back and show me your holes." He grabbed the bottle of lube that always stood on his bedside table, and applied some liberally to his shaft, as well as to Viv's crinkled anus.

"Eeee! That's cold!" Viv protested, flinching and flailing at Serath with the dildo.

"You always say that," Serath said, positioning himself between Viv's legs. He grabbed the dildo from Viv's hand and slathered the top half of it with lube, then tossed the lube bottle aside and pressed the fat head of the fake horse cock against the feline's vulva. He pushed gently, wiggling the head between her labia until it slipped into her sex, making her gasp. Grinning, he worked the dildo in deeper with short thrusts, until the medial ring was just lodged inside. "Here, you take care of this," he said, taking Viv's right hand and wrapping the fingers around the dildo, "while I get started on your butt."

Viv grinned back and started working her snatch, moving the dildo only a couple of inches in and out. She watched her hus­band's expression as he pressed home against her vulnerable tailhole. "Ouch! Careful, hon!"

Serath didn't say anything, looking down with interest as he watched his cock slowly disappear into the tight clasp of Viv's tailhole. "There we go," he drawled lightly as his sheath kissed the stretched sphincter. "Nine inches of prime wolf dick in your butt."

"I feel so stretched," Viv grunted, pausing in her dildo thrust­ing for a few seconds until she got used to being filled in both holes.

"Mmm, I bet you are," Serath replied. He stroked over Viv's lower body, stroking his clawtips through her mottled fur. Slowly he began to thrust, pulling out about halfway then easing back in again. "How's that feel?"

"Feels okay." Viv moved a little with her husband's thrusts, trying to time the dildo thrusts for a steady rhythm. Most of the time she managed to shove the dildo in as Serath pulled out, and vice versa. After she'd loosened up a bit, the double fucking was quite pleasurable. The angle at which the dildo had to bend meant that her clit was constantly being rubbed against.

Serath nodded, putting his hands on Viv's thighs and pressing them back to better expose her holes. "I have such a good view back here," he said with a grin, bucking his hips with strong, smooth movements, loving how his cock felt slurping in and out of the kitty's back hole. He could feel the flare of the dildo slid­ing along his shaft too, which added an interesting sensation.

Several minutes passed, during which Serath sped up to rap­idly pound Viv's butthole as he climbed towards climax. Viv came once with a happy cry, squirting a little juice over the wolf's abdominal fur. He paused for a short time until the or­gasmic contractions had ebbed, then resumed thrusting, working himself up again. Close to blowing he really went for it, piston­ing in and out, cramming his rapidly expanding knot through her loosened tailhole until it was on the verge of being locked in­side her, then he suddenly pulled out, wrapped his fingers around his slimy cock and jacked off for a few seconds, squeez­ing his knot to coax him fully to orgasm.

Finally he grunted as he came, firing a strong spurt over the dildo, which deflected the shot onto the bed. More cum sprayed out in thin jets, which he aimed over Viv's body. It spattered with the sound of light rain over the shiny latex. He shifted around the bed so that he could spray the feline's face as well, giving her a little taste of his seed. Soon there wasn't much of her that was still dry. To finish off he eased back into her loosened back hole and gently thrust until he'd expended the last of his jizz.

He pulled out slowly, and crawled onto the bed to lie beside the well-creamed feline. "I dunno about you, but I'm done in." He shuffled closer and cuddled his mate, ignoring the now-cold cum that coated her, pressing his lips to hers in a gentle, cummy kiss.

"Me too, I think," Viv murmured, lapping at Serath's tongue. "What say we just sleep in the tent tonight, and avoid the funny stuff."

Serath chuckled weakly. "That would suit me quite fine," he replied. "I don't think I'd be up for anything in the sexual stakes for a while. Not until tomorrow, at least."

"Fair enough." Viv rolled over and cuddled up with her wolf, smearing him with his own seed. "I'm sure I can control myself until. Or the weekend." She licked at his nose. "The thought of having sex at the beach appeals to me."

"Just don't do it on bare sand - I'd hate to get sand in sensitive areas."

"So do I. Sand-induced pussy chafing is horrible." Viv nuzzled Serath and stretched languidly. "We'd better wash ourselves off, I think. As much as I like cum, it's not that great when cold."

They disentangled themselves and got off the bed. "Shower together to save water?" Serath asked as he moved towards the door.

"Definitely."

They had a relatively quick shower, sluicing the cum off the latex and their fur, then removing the suits and properly wash­ing themselves with shampoo and conditioner. Viv spent some time afterwards drying the suits with a towel before drying her­self and joining Serath in the kitchen to start dinner preparations.

"What do you feel like?" asked Serath as he inspected the con­tents of the fridge. "We have plenty of pasta, tomatoes and ground beef, so I could do something like a bolognese. Could do a salad as well."

"Sure. I'll do the salad later when you've got the pasta done," Viv said. She gave Serath a kiss then headed into the lounge to play some more Guitar Hero.

Soon enough dinner was done, and Viv put down her guitar controller to whip up a quick Caesar salad. When they were done it was starting to get dark outside. "Want to watch a movie?" Serath suggested as they were doing the dishes. "I've got a hankering to watch Cube."

Viv nodded. "Cube sounds good. It was better than the se­quel."

They finished up, then settled on the couch to put in a stint of movie watching. "I've always found this movie fascinating," Serath said when the end credits were rolling. "Made on a small budget, with a compelling plot and lots of nasty traps.... It's bril­liant."

"Mmhmm. There's something to be said for having not much of a budget - not enough for spectacular special effects, so they have to put more effort into the plot and acting." Viv smiled and snuggled up against her wolf. "Red Dwarf is a good example of excellence on a low budget."

"Yeah," Serath agreed. He yawned and stretched out, and slipped an arm around Viv. "Another one, or shall we retire to the tent for the night? I'm feeling pretty tired, personally; I've had a busy day."

"Heh, so have I." Viv reached for the remote and switched the player and TV off. "Grab the sleeping bags over there, and I'll grab the pillows and a torch."

The wind had picked up a little during the day, and the tent was wobbling slightly in response. As well, there was a light drizzle falling from the clouds obscuring the darkened sky. "Great weather for camping," Serath mused as he dumped the sleeping bags in the tent and rigged the torch to dangle from its central point. "I hope the tent doesn't blow over during the night."

"I don't want heavy rain - the tent's waterproof, but it has its limits." Viv dumped the pillows and bent down to unpack and unroll the sleeping bags. "Not to mention that I just plain hate getting wet."

"You're not the only one. I smell terrible after a good soak­ing." Serath straightened out the bags and put them next to each other, and placed the pillows. "Hmm. You want to sleep separ­ately?"

Viv shrugged. "It won't hurt us to sleep apart for once. You left me on the couch last night, remember?"

"Oh yeah." The wolf bent down and partially unzipped the bag he'd chosen, a bright red one, and snuggled up into it. "Fairly comfy."

"Mmm," Viv agreed as she slipped into her green bag. "Not bad. Ground's a little hard, though. Oh, forgot about the torch." She stood up and pulled down the torch, flicking it off, before crawling back into her sleeping bag.

They lay back and stared up at the ceiling, which swayed in the darkness. "I don't know if I can sleep this early. I sort of feel the need to do something," Viv murmured.

"I could grab another torch and we could read under the cov­ers like we used to when we were kids," Serath suggested. "I've got a sci-fi book that I'm reading. What about you?"

"I suppose I could read something. I've got a Stephen King novel that I should probably finish and take back to the library." Viv rolled over and looked in Serath's direction. "Would you be a dear and go get it for me? It's probably under my side of the bed."

"So is probably the dust bunny athletics team." Serath wiggled his way out of his sleeping bag and grabbed the torch. "Back in a minute."

He returned a short time later with two books and another torch. "Here you go." He passed over the extra torch and book, and snuggled into his sleeping bag again.

"Thanks, hon." Viv rolled over onto her front and opened her book out, snapping on the torch to see it.

They read for some time, until Serath started yawning con­stantly. "I think that's it for the night," he said, mentally taking note of the page he was up to and putting the book aside. He flicked his torch off and wiggled down so that he could rest his head on his pillow.

"Same here," agreed the feline. She inverted her book to stand as a miniature tent and switched off her torch as well. As she did so there was a loud spatter over the tent, followed by a few more, gradually getting more frequent until a light rain was fall­ing in a soothing susurrus over the tent.

Viv sighed happily. "I love the sound of falling rain."

"So do I," Serath murmured, his words punctuated by a massive yawn. He reached out with an arm to lightly caress Viv's hair. "Goodnight, love. Sleep well."

"I'll try. Ni-ni. Oh, if you wake before I do in the morning, could you do something for me?"

There was a long pause before Serath answered. "And what would that be?"

"Put some coffee on?"