Divine Intervention: One Shots

Happy

The warm rain fell steadily while we sat on the front porch swing. He lazily strummed his guitar while I hummed along to whatever melody he was playing. The view was beautiful. Everything was lush and green and smelled fresh. He put the guitar away and slipped his arm around me. I settled into him and sighed. This was the most perfect afternoon.

His voice pulled me out of my daydream. "Whatcha thinking about?"

"Hmmm? Just how happy I am here. How happy you've been"

"I am very happy here. Happier than I think I ever have been. The quiet makes me happy. The trees make me happy. You make me very happy." He pulled me into his lap and kissed me senseless.

"You make me very happy." I kissed him back and continued trailing kisses down his exposed neck. "I'd like to show you." I moved my eyes to his and bit my lip.

"I think I'd like to be shown." He moaned and reached for the hem of my t-shirt. I moved so I was straddling him and raised my arms above my head. He let my shirt fall to the ground and I reached for the hem of his. He complied and I dropped it on top of mine. I put my hands on either side of his face and kissed him softly while he snaked his arms around me and made quick work of removing my bra. I shivered but it wasn't cold. He chuckled low in his throat and I pulled him tighter to me, tangling my fingers in his hair.

He growled, placed his hands under my ass, and stood up from the swing. He placed me on the railing of the porch and moved his hands to unfasten my jeans. My fingers followed suit and I pushed his jeans and underwear down over his hips. I raised up so he could pull my jeans off. I needed this connection. My body craved it.

"I thought I was supposed to be showing you?" I giggled, kicking my pants and panties all the way off.

He nibbled my neck, his lips grazing my ear. "Does it matter?"

I shook my head and gave myself to him completely. We were in the middle of nowhere, completely naked on our porch, having sex while the summer rained poured down over us. He took his time finding his way into my body. I gasped and moaned when he did. I squeezed his hips with my thighs not wanting to lose that connection. Our mouths tangled wildly, giving each other their name when we needed to breathe. We were back in the swing before I knew it and we were racing towards orgasm with blinding speed.

He held me in his arms as if we hadn't just had sex on our porch in the middle of a Wednesday afternoon with rain cleansing the earth. I laid soft kisses on his neck and settled in against his chest. There was a light sheen of sweat covering both of us. These afterglow moments were my favorite. We had nowhere to go and nowhere to be. He lazily ran his hand up and down my arm, humming the same melody that I had been when he was playing earlier. He absently pulled out his phone and recorded the humming. He chuckled and smiled as he put it away again. "We make beautiful music together and I wanted to save that to revisit later." He kissed me softly and we continued to relax in the swing halfway between awake and asleep and still completely naked.