"Alright, husband! We've had two whole months off, so I'm really going to let you have it today, alright? No holding back!"
It was midday, and Abaddon was still rubbing his eyes sleepily. Even after Seras let him go back to bed, he couldn't sleep properly because she couldn't or wouldn't stop shaking from the excitement.
At first light, she had Valerie make her and her husband some dry-fit underwear to move around in.
Now, she was awake and as chipper as a kid on a Saturday morning. She had spent the last dozen moments stretching while Abaddon fantasized about fluffy pillows and cold bedsheets.
"Babe, wake up!" Seras snapped.
"I'm up, I'm up..." Abaddon yawned as he finally stopped swaying back and forth. "Just curious though, have I done something wrong as a husband that you're this enthused about getting to hit me in the face..?"
