Sexy times.
It's spring time, it's just rained, and the flowers are blooming all around you. You're sitting in the back seat of a broken down rental car, the windows are steamed up, and the man you're with is laughing and so are you.
There's nothing but love and amusement in this car, you're both barely dressed and well sated. What else were you supposed to do? You'd been lost for hours and the car broke just as the rain started. You're far away from home, but you're really not after all, home is where your person is. And your person is here. He's handsome, you're beautiful. Your skin is slick with sweat, your hair is sticking to your face and so is his but you're both awkwardly wrapped around each other despite how uncomfortable it simply must be. He's tall, incredibly tall. This is not a large car but it doesn't seem to matter, you're both happy. You have no idea what the next step is, but a walk doesn't sound too terrible. Once the tingling stops in your knees and he catches his breath that is. The kissing starts again soon after a walk is decided.
Neither of you are going anywhere. Neither of you have any desire to actually leave this embrace. You fit together perfectly, and there's no doubt in your mind that this was the person who was made to make you happy. The fight from the morning is forgotten, you both apologize as you start to move together again. You'd said it already, but just in case. Things are never easy, not even this is easy, but it's perfect.