I perk up and out of my hypnotic fantasy and try to locate where the sound of my name came from. "Tris?" I hear again, and when he turns on the light, I'm almost blinded. When my eyes adjust, I find Tobias's eyes scanning over my bare figure, realizing what I've been doing, as my fingers are still pressed onto my most sensitive part. "T… Tobias…. I…...I…. Uhh….. Why are you in here?" I stutter as I dive under the covers, poking only my head out. "I heard you bellowing my name. I was worried, so I came to check on you. I didn't mean to…. uhhh…. intrude. I'll be going now so you can… uhh.. continue." He turns to let himself out. "Wait!" I beg. He turns back to me, his eyes piercing and strong. Why did I just stop him? I mean, I desired him only a few minutes ago, but when he came in I dove to cover myself. Now I don't want him to leave, even though I feel a bit weary about being naked in the same room with him. For some reason, I still need a "release." He seems to think so to. I know this because he then suggests,"you should… uh…. finish… its not healthy to build yourself up like that and not let it all go. I'll leave you to it. Sorry I walked in on you." His eyes never leave mine. I get lost in them until he utters,"Unless you want me to stay..… I could step off to the side and let you finish…." I smile at him, another idea flooding my mind, although it scares me more than the last one did. He is able to read this idea in my eyes and breathes,"I could stay and…. uhhhhh….. watch you….. if you want. I don't have to. I mean it would be great to see and all, but I know how that would make you uncomfortable and….", he stops mid sentence when I step out of the bed and go to hug him, pressing my naked body into him. "I kind of want you to watch. I think it would take me one step closer to conquering my fear of intimacy. It does make me nervous, but I'm hugging you while in my birthday suit, which by now you've already seen, since you walked in on me and I walked up to you to hug you. I think its a good idea." He looks down at me questioningly and mumbles,"Tris, you don't have to do this for me. I'll be fine." "I know I don't have to", I breathe,"but I want to."