Divine Intervention: One Shots

Restless

He was sound asleep, I was not. I was restless and I needed something, but I couldn’t put my finger on what it was. Trying not to disturb him, I crawled out of bed to keep from disturbing his sleep. I went to the kitchen and made a cup of peppermint tea. It was 2:30 am and chilly. I was pacing the living room and sipping my tea when I heard him behind me. 

“Everything ok?” He asked, yawning. His hair was everywhere. He had pulled on a t-shirt but was hugging himself against the chill. 

“I couldn’t sleep, and I didn’t want to wake you.” I answered. 

He approached me and gently took the mug out of my hands. Taking a sip, he smiled. “I should have guessed. You are a little heavy on the honey though.” 

I laughed, “For you, maybe.” 

He set the mug on the coffee table. He wrapped his arms around me pulling me in tight. “Is there anything I can do for you?” he whispered in my ear before placing his lips on the very sensitive skin just below it. I moaned and shivered as that simple action caused the heat to erupt in my belly. 

“A little more of that would be nice.” I responded. 

“Your wish is my command.” He said the words against my skin. 

He continued to place kisses on my neck as he walked me back towards the couch. He pressed my body into the corner of the couch and followed me down, never removing his lips from my skin. He kissed his way up to my jaw and across, to find my lips. Settling his body to the side of mine he trailed his hand down my side and under the waistband of my pajama pants and my panties. He carefully slid one finger inside me eliciting more moans. He quickly added another finger and was manipulating me with those expert digits. His tongue was in my mouth working in time to the rhythm of his fingers. In an attempt to give him more room, I pushed my pants and panties down my legs. Taking this as an invitation, he removed his fingers and removed his own pajama pants and underwear. He hovered over me, meeting my eyes. 

“Please,” was all I could manage to say. 

He wasted no time sliding into me and capturing my mouth. He found a natural rhythm sliding all the way in and pulling all of the way out. My hands were everywhere. In his hair, on his back, gripping his biceps. I came before he did. He thrust one more time and held before collapsing next to me. He pulled me into his chest and held me while we both recovered. He kissed my forehead as I started to drift off to sleep, 

“The bed is so much more comfortable than the couch. How about we head back there?” 

I nodded and let him help me off of the couch. I pulled my pants and panties back up while he grabbed his own and pulled them back into place. I picked up the tea mug and took it to the kitchen. 

“That worked so much better that the tea.” I said, yawning. 

He chuckled, “I guess we can cross that place off the list.” He took my hand and led me back to bed.