Something so simple means so much.
Light and sensual, yet searching and seeking, strong yet tender, the hands caress him everywhere, from his hair to the sensitive soles of his feet.
Gentle brushing strokes longing only to leave no place untouched by the infusion of desire, care and trust.
Tendril by lingering tendril, penetrating the crevices of his wounded heart long held in the grips of loneliness and heartbreak.
His heart leaps with unexpected joy and prepares to accept and relish the trust he's basking in,
The smile on his face, lighting the room around them.
Finally, he begins to trust that there's hope once again
