Redhawk Caldera So let me hold you tight and share a killer, diller, chiller, thriller here tonight

"If they aren't already, they're in for one hell of a surprise," Fox teased back, and before long they were making sweet, sweet love again. Another wave of ecstasy washed over her, followed by the sensation of being inexplicably drowsy. Her body was calling it quits for the time being, and as soon as they were able, the two slumped down and she was snoring in a matter of seconds. He had more or less fucked her to sleep.

A few hours passed, and Fox rolled on top of Peregrine, which of course roused her from her sleep. All at once, a rush of not-so-distant memories of earlier in the night came flooding to the forefront of her mind, and her eyes fluttered open to find Peregrine sleeping soundly next to her. Under normal circumstances, she would have let him sleep in, but these were not normal circumstances. She only had a week to make sure she was good and pregnant, and Fox would be damned if she failed in that mission.

Shoving him (gently) with her front paws, Fox mumbled quietly at him. "Wake up, Peregrine," she said softly. He didn't get up right away, so she attempted a different method. She scooted her bajinga right in front of his face and fanned her tail on his nose. Surely that smell would wake him up.