Love mends even the broken parts
Rubbing the hand that he'd cupped Maea's cheek with awkwardly, Loren gave her an apologetic smile. Watching with slightly narrowed eyes, he sighed as she revealed more details about why she was getting worked up. "Sorry. Let me know if I can help?" The words came out uncertainly, since he wasn't sure she wanted help here.
Shrugging, he turned to stare out at the horizon. "Some people find comfort in physical touch, and don't need to be emotionally intimate with their partner to enjoy sex." It came out quietly, spoken more to himself than to her. When she asked for help with her dress, he glanced at her, surprised. Then his eyes narrowed and he reached out with his telekinesis, guiding them gently closed with his mind.
Shrugging, he turned to stare out at the horizon. "Some people find comfort in physical touch, and don't need to be emotionally intimate with their partner to enjoy sex." It came out quietly, spoken more to himself than to her. When she asked for help with her dress, he glanced at her, surprised. Then his eyes narrowed and he reached out with his telekinesis, guiding them gently closed with his mind.
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