Chapter 39: The Best Way to a Man's Heart is Through his Penis:
Dawn was once again creeping over the peaceful meadows of Mobius National Park. Silence and stillness had conquered the entire area, and it seemed that no one or nothing would disturb this atmosphere for a long time.
But this was proven false as a silhouette with a slender figure and large shovel-shaped ears started tiptoeing towards the glittery, untouched lake. Completely nude, Rouge slowly stepped into the lake as quietly as she could before finally sitting down gently in the shallow water. She let out a satisfied sigh as she watched the ripples that were slowly spreading out from her relaxed form, before proceeding to scrub the unusually clean water on herself. (The water in the lake flowed directly from a fresh, naturally-filtered spring around the halfway point of the mountain that they had climbed yesterday).
Without warning, Shadow woke up on his side of the king-sized sleeping bag to see a ray of sunlight entering the tent, with its source being the sky that was painted with blotches of pink and multiple shades of orange. With a stretch, he stepped outside without bothering to put on his shoes first and stepped across the lightly swaying grass as he made his way out to the picnic table that overlooked the lake.
As he sat down however, he noticed that the lake's waters were no longer undisturbed. Squinting, he surveyed the lake until he found the source of the ripples: Rouge. With a playful smirk, Shadow started to sneak towards the bank. Rouge, not noticing anything and continuing to quietly splash in the water was suddenly lifted up in a pair of black-furred arms. She squealed, but quickly calmed down after she realized it was only her husband.
"Oh, it's just you." She said, followed by a brief but hearty laugh.
Shadow couldn't help but laugh too as he let her go, but was soon splashed. In playful retaliation, he splashed Rouge back and two engaged in a water-fight.
As the sun's rising rate began to speed up a bit, Shadow and Rouge, still laughing and panting, walked up the bank and lay down on the soft grass, dripping wet. As the two were calming down, they sank into a deep kiss and started the rub their hands on each other's heads and sides, but in the process, they seduced each other again, and could not end the kiss. Without bothering with clothes, hygiene, or planning on what today's activities would be, the couple succumbed to their romantic mood and made love right on the slightly sloped ground beneath the brightening sky.
Hours passed as the sky above the now asleep couple started to darken and a single inconspicuous drop of water fell down a great distance until it landed on Shadow's cheek. His face twitched as he slowly woke up to see the dark clouds looming overhead. A boom of thunder in the distance woke Rouge up, and within seconds, they were running into the tent to avoid the storm.
However, the storm came so quickly that the two were soaked as they walked up the hill and briefly struggled to open up the tent. Without hesitating, Shadow zipped the tent's entrance shut as Rouge quickly donned her tube-top outfit behind his back. He looked around as tiny, dark blotches began to appear on the outside of the tent, some running down along the walls.
"Well, it looks like we might be here a while." He said, before looking behind him to see Rouge already lying on the sleeping-bag, absorbed in a book as she drank an unknown substance from a thermos.
She gave a sigh of satisfaction after taking a sip. Shadow grabbed a sweat-towel that was lying around and proceeded to dry himself off as best he could, before joining his wife.
Without looking away from her book, Rouge took this as a cue to rest her head on him, and before they knew it they were both absorbed in the same book as they cuddled on top of the sleeping bag and shared the contents of the thermos, (which turned out to be hot chocolate laced with coffee liqueur).