“Yeah, yeah…,” the sound of my voice was barely audible, “I hear you.” My responses were less important to this moment than just to let you know for every step you took in your vulnerability, I was right by your side.

In life, you are lucky to find even one person who you trust enough that over the years you come to accept that you can share with them those deep insecurities, the fears that keep you up on otherwise calm nights, or the stress that really weighs you down. That they can accept your pain.

These moments are intimate by definition. Whether we are speaking over a coffee table or your head is in my lap as I softly stroke your hair, your eyes closed and tears streaming. Or am I rubbing your back and shoulders while you let loose a torrent of hurt, trying to keep yourself distracted with an xbox controller in your hand, unintentionally walking your character in circles.

But what happens if these intimacies transform? One night realizing that the proximity and tenderness of touching the soft skin of your neck has me hard against my will. Or over time recognizing that the more you come to reveal yourself before me, the more you wish you could give it all to me.

Who am I? Your childhood friend you’ve known for decades or a coworker come into your life fairly recently? A friend’s boyfriend who deserves better or a trusted advisor and mentor whose body seems to age like wine?

And who are you when you realize the walls you’ve erected are down? When you no longer need to withhold true feelings?

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Much less raunchy than my usual standards, I’d like to try a bit of a slowburn prompt. We are friends discovering the delight and possibility of emotionally support, only to then realize that being so intimate and trusting each other is… actually… a turn on.

I am anticipating this goes a very romantic and vanilla route: slow kissing as our bodies entwine, pleasure and relief melding. I am open to ideas and interpretation though!

Send me a chat or pm if this interests you, and we may chat through our scenario and background.