Life began to settle into normality for Tracey, the hours got faster and the days started going by. The tour bus became home and even comfortable. Max had gotten her a few workout items that she was more than happy to put to use.
A full week had passed since the show that sparked the video and three more venues had come and gone. The shows were fairly calm with no real issue. However, now some of the fans were pointing her out coming and going from the venue with Leo, calling her 'doggy guard' much to her irritation.
The video got close to two million views and seemed to spark another boom in his popularity. Neon Sunset actually halting it's way down the charts and gaining a few spots back into the top five for the week.
She had been with this ram for two weeks now. He had made her open up and talk about things she swore to keep buried until the day she died. He made her feel comfortable, made her feel like she had someone to protect, and not just because it was her job.
Max would get frustrated with their antics sometimes, but you could tell he genuinely enjoyed spending time with the two of them and seemed happy for Leo.
Trixie and Tracey hadn't had that sparring match yet, but the two of them did make a point to have some drinks together and iron out the kinks. They had started to grow more friendly towards one another, or at least not full-on hate each other.
The loud heavy crack of thunder filled the bus, the boom of sound making the ram wince and blink his eyes open. His first thoughts turned to his wolf, knowing she wouldn't be happy. It was then he realized he was alone in the bed. His heart lurched into a panic during that foggy moment of just waking up wondering where she was.
He calmed himself and then lifted an ear, hearing the sounds of huffing and panting from the other side of the curtain, the sounds of her no doubt. The ram shifted to sit up and pulled the curtain open to the rest of the bus.
There the wolf stood barefoot in just a pair of white panties and a sports bra. She was on her left foot, her right leg extended as if she had been in the midst of a wide roundhouse kick when he pulled the curtain. Tracey shifted her stance and stood normally meeting the ram's eyes with a gentle smile.
"Couldn't sleep?" Leo spoke the words as he climbed from the bed in just his boxers and moved over to his lover. The wolf's chest was rising and falling and she was covered in a sheen of sweat. Her scent was familiar and comfortable now to him.
"You know me and rain..." Tracey spoke the words feeling her lover rest his hand on her waist and guide her closer to him. The two exchanged a kiss, it wasn't full of passion or desire, just a gentle token of one another's affection.
"Do you need to talk about anything?" Leo spoke the words gently, feeling her step from his arms and move towards the side of the bus next to the TV.
"Nah... working out did the trick. Sorry if I woke you." The wolf rested her fingertips on the tinted window, watching the water rush down the outside of it while sheets of rain slammed into the tour bus.
"Funny enough, it was you not being there that really woke me." Leo gave a yawn and rolled his shoulder, "Maybe I should have you show me some moves some time, just something defensive."
The wolf gave him a grin, her eyes shining at the words. "I would be happy to, I just... all I want is you to be safe, Leo."
"All I want is to be with you..." The ram closed in on her again, gently pushing her against the side of the bus, his lips lingering on hers.
"Phttt... sappy damn sheep..." Tracey growled the words but wrapped her arms around his neck, pushing her mouth to his own in a loving kiss. The two shared the exchange for several moments before she pulled from his mouth and grinned. "Got an early start, shall I drag you back to bed?"
The ram huffed out and grabbed the wolf's hips and hoisted her up off the ground. Tracey yipped and giggled as she clung to him while he held her against his chest his palms under her rear, white tail brushing his fingers. "Not if I drag you back to bed first..."
Tracey wagged her tail happily and held tight to the ram, huffing against his throat while he held her as they moved towards the bed. Another crack of thunder erupted and the dog pulled closer, reminding herself to relish the moment, to not squander this time with him.
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"I can't believe I'm agreeing to this shit again, Max." Leo groaned the words over his cup of coffee, sipping it while sitting in the makeup chair.
"Leo, baby. This isn't just a morning show, this is THE morning show. It's nationally televised. This is like showing up on the late-night shows, only... you know morning!" The rat grinned and flicked his tail about while clenching his fists.
The idol clicked his tongue and rolled his eyes. "I guess..." He looked over at Tracey who was sitting on the nearby sofa, sipping her own morning tea.
"Think of the fans, Leo... baby." Tracey huffed the words with a coy grin before sipping more of her drink.
"Yeah!" Max exclaimed and moved over to Tracey shoving his fist out.
The dog snorted and looked at him over the rim of her mug. "Too early in the morning for that shit, Maximillian."
The manager gave a pout and moved back over to the idol. "Anyway, this is our last stop on the west coast and the biggest city by far. We've not quite sold out yet either and since this is one of the biggest stops on your tour, it would do to drum up a bit more attention!"
"Yeah, gotta fill that half a dozen seats in the nose bleeds, right?" Leo rolled his eyes and downed the last of his coffee. "Did you at least make sure they have a competent band?"
"This show is the big leagues, baby. It will be fine!" Max huffed the words confidently then looked to the door as Trixie came in with her kit.
"I still don't see why we can't use our own guys on this shit." Leo looked at the llama and grumbled, "Just do a light layer, it's only one song."
"Sure thing, boss." Trixie drolled the words out sounding bored as she got to work on his lightning bolt, her little puffy pink tail wiggling about in concentration.
"So where to after this?" Tracey spoke up, looking at Max over the rim of her coffee mug.
The rat turned his attention to the wolf and grinned, "We're heading to the east of here then we will begin swinging back up to the north through the central plains. Not a lot of stops through this leg, so maybe three shows over the next two weeks."
Tracey whistled at that, "Lot's of driving, not a lot of action eh? I might lose my mind from all the boredom."
With a sigh the manager nodded, "It's going to be the slowest leg of the trip, then after that we will be on the east coast. We will pretty much spend the next several weeks dotting along the coast hitting major cities, so the pace will be very similar to here."
Trixie pulled from the idol after finishing a few quick stars on his cheek. "There you go, Romeo. A quick and dirty job that should get you through this silly shit." The llama huffed out and turned to trot out of the room.
"The label is trying to squeeze in a few more shows on this upcoming leg though, they were eager to capitalize on your single climbing back up into the top five." The rat pulled out his phone looking through it for a moment. "Yeah... looks like they are trying to secure a few more venues if ticket sales look promising here."
"You know that's because of her, right?" Trixie chimed out from the doorway, giving a nod to Tracey on the couch.
The wolf barked out in protest, "You're kidding right? Why is everyone so crazy about that fucking video?"
"Because he's one of the most trending things happening right now and you did something crazy during his show. These people are rabid for anything to do with him. However, you're the last thing they expected." Trixie shrugged a shoulder.
"I was doing my job, not some stupid ass stunt for attention!" The wolf snarled the words, her cheeks flushed now.
"I know that you stupid dog! I'm not accusing you of doing it on purpose." Trixie growled the words back and glared at the wolf.
"Will both of you please fucking chill?" Leo groaned out as he stood from his chair and rolled his neck.
"Don't tell me what to do, sheep!"
"Don't tell me what to do, ram!"
Both the wolf and llama snarl the words at him almost in unison while glaring at the idol.
"Yikes... okay cool, just kill each other then." Leo quickly flopped back into the chair and spun it around to face away from the two of them.
The wolf and llama glared at one another for a few heartbeats before Trixie finally sighed out and pushed a hand to her forehead. "I wasn't trying to rile you up, okay?"
"I... yeah, I'm just touchy over this. I never wanted it and it's going to seriously fuck with my career after this gig is done." The wolf growled the words and folded her hands in her lap.
"What do you mean?" Trixie asked the wolf curiously, now leaning against the door of the dressing room.
Leo flinched in the chair but kept it turned. He had already ran the numbers in his head and knew what she was about to say. Still the thought of the 'gig' ending and her leaving made his heart sink all the same.
"I mean... most of my clients are high profile political types. None of them will agree to someone that's got that kind of history trailing behind them, it would be too big of a risk. They want the faceless dutiful guard that wears a suit and does their job with no strings attached." Tracey looked away and gave a shrug. "Guess it's a bridge I will cross when it comes."
The llama folded her arms and gave a shrug. "Then roll with the punches."