The journey toward ultimate trust and intimacy is a slow one.


Our 2nd Person's POV

I know he needs this; the soft, tender touches that I'm giving him.

My hands are exploring him gently and the soft moans and inhalations are proof that he likes it.

I don't want to rush things, so this massage is all I will give him tonight.

I'm hoping that my touches are absorbed; that they help heal the damage that has been done before my time.

I can see the moment the mistrust wavers; can pinpoint the exact second it morphs into trust.

The smile on his face lights up the room and I just know that this is right.