Supa-Short Story #3

Spring announced it's arrival to her at dawn with rumbling persistence punctuated by sharp flashes. The sidewalk was undoubtedly still rain-slick from the day before, but nothing has time to dry off between rounds when Mother Nature gets horny.
She supposed if her cycle was a year long, she'd be eager to make things grow as well. Mother Nature wasn't the only one with her hands on twigs and berries.
A contented smile spread across her face and would've lit her sluggish eyes if she'd managed to pry them open. For now darkness was cozy. The blanket had slid down to her hips, but the male body she was snuggled up against kept her plenty warm. His warmth surrounded her, and as she inhaled his clean, earthy scent, the heat spread elsewhere.
His breaths were deep and steady with sleep, and she pulled her eyelids open just enough to watch the rise and fall of his chest beneath her arm. His nipples were perked just slightly on his flat torso, and she circled one lazily with a finger before twirling gently through his sparse chest hair.
His chest rose on a slight groan, and he shifted, but didn't open his eyes. He turned his head to her, but she was already sliding the covers off fully to straddle him.
He opened his eyes a crack to smile sleepily at her and rub one of his big hands on the top of her head, tousling the hair even more as she bent over him to lay a soft kiss over his heart.
She slid lower, her nipples rubbing his belly, and his rumble of pleasure vibrated through her.
Nature wasn't the only one skilled at waking people up.