Rain Dance

"Will do," Voltaire called back, as he got himself another slice of pork

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It seemed like the days slithered by slowly, as Voltaire tried to keep himself occupied with chopping wood, tinkering with gizmos, and spending time with Kimi. Now that it was the night before the ceremony, though, it all seemed to have slipped by seamlessly. And despite mentally preparing himself for what was soon coming, it still made him a bit nervous. Well, he supposed it was a sane reaction.

Kimi was laying across the bed, petting Trevor, whom she had summoned to take them up to the hot spring earlier that day. She hummed lighlty, just relaxing.

Voltaire was on the bed next to Kimi, his hands resting behins his head. He stared up at the ceiling. He was trying to get to sleep, but so far it wasn't working.

"Penny for your thoughts?" Kimi asked softly.

"Nickel," Voltaire replied blandly. "But you get the lover's discount, so the price is zilch. Just thinking about tomorrow, that's all."

"It won't happen until sunset." Kimi replied. "Can't you relax at all?" She let Trevor be to lay her head on Voltaire's chest. "You're so tense and serious looking"

"I try to," Voltaire answered, stroking Kimi's hair. "Now if only my brain would shut off."

Kimi gave a small smile. "I think I know what will shut your mind off." She chirped.

Trevor rolled his eyes and jumped down off the bed. He padded out, shutting the door behind him.

(used to their ways is he? lol)

"Oh, whatever could it be?" Voltaire asked, smirking.

(Nah, just smart)

"I dunno, wanna find out?" Kimi purred, sitting up.

He gently drew her back down to his chest. "Maybe."

"Well I can't take your mind off things if you don't let me up" Kimi giggled.

"Sure you can," Votlaire teased, though he let her up anyway.

Kimi sat up, then moved to sit astride his waist. "Hmm. What to do" She purred

"Do your worst," Voltaire replied, sticking out his tongue.

Kimi smirked. She started playing with his shirt. "Can I take this off?"

"Sure," he replied.

Kimi pulled his shirt off with a giggle.

Voltaire laid back down on the bed, his arms behind his head again. "Anything else?"

"Yes. These" Kimi grinned, tugging at his pants.

"If you insist," Voltaire answered, as if was such a bother. It didn't take him long to get his pants off though.

Kimi giggled happily. "Do you have any ideas?" She asked innocently.

"I think I'll let you have your fun for now," Voltaire answered. "Then I'll pay it back double."

Kimi lightly traced the planes of his stomach before slowly removing her own clothes. "I think I know"

"Oh?" Voltaire asked as he watched her undress. He knew she was being slow on purpose.