[ He's watching you carefully, as your eyes move away from his. He had stepped into that room, had seen the bed and the chains. He doesn't need a reel of the events to get the idea of what was done to you.
He shifts, head ducking so that his lips press to the side of your neck, his hips pinning you in place. His fingers are tangling themselves up gently through your hair.
No words yet, just the soothing offer of his touch, those kisses, in the hopes that you'll relax in his arms.
This is your space. Both of yours. You're safe here. ]
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He shifts, head ducking so that his lips press to the side of your neck, his hips pinning you in place. His fingers are tangling themselves up gently through your hair.
No words yet, just the soothing offer of his touch, those kisses, in the hopes that you'll relax in his arms.
This is your space. Both of yours. You're safe here. ]