She knows, even with her lack of experience, that there's something here between them that they're going to have to address at some point. With her shirt off is probably not the right time, but there's something sitting wrong with just ignoring it that she has to say something.
She just hope she gets it across right.
"It's not just that," She says softly, eyes closed as she focuses on his hand, focuses on speaking instead of how difficult it is to find the right words. "Not just because it's taking away pain. I like it when you put your hand on my elbow too and that has nothing to do with being hurt. I like it when you touch me."
Now she turns her head again, meets his eyes, and she's not timid or nervous, but she is a little unsure. This is a big thing for her to admit after a lifetime of isolation and being starved for touch, but she thinks he knows enough about her past, about who she is, to understand.
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Date: 2016-05-08 07:47 pm (UTC)She just hope she gets it across right.
"It's not just that," She says softly, eyes closed as she focuses on his hand, focuses on speaking instead of how difficult it is to find the right words. "Not just because it's taking away pain. I like it when you put your hand on my elbow too and that has nothing to do with being hurt. I like it when you touch me."
Now she turns her head again, meets his eyes, and she's not timid or nervous, but she is a little unsure. This is a big thing for her to admit after a lifetime of isolation and being starved for touch, but she thinks he knows enough about her past, about who she is, to understand.
"I like it when it's you."