Dawn
His head was still resting against my chest, and I could feel how tense he was, like he was trying to hold himself together but didn't quite know how.
"Dawn…" His voice was tiny, hesitant.
I lifted my head to look at him, brushing a strand of hair from his forehead. "Yeah?"
He squirmed a little, embarrassed. "It's something weird… it's happening. And I… I don't know how to handle it."
I blinked, my mind racing for a moment. His cheeks were flushed, his eyes wide and honest, full of that raw curiosity that always got to me. I realized quickly, just now he was asking me about erection and he was trying to understand his body, trying to make sense of new feelings. My chest warmed.
"Hey," I said softly, cupping his cheek, "it's okay. You can tell me anything. Really. Nothing you feel is wrong or bad."
He swallowed, then looked down at his hands, twisting the fingers nervously. "I… I just… I don't know what to do. I feel… really weird and embarrassed."
I smiled, leaning closer to press a gentle kiss to the top of his head. "It's completely normal to feel that way. Everyone goes through stuff like this. And honestly, it's kind of a sign that you're growing and noticing… things about yourself."
He looked up at me, eyes wide, uncertain, like he was hoping I'd say the right thing. I held his gaze firmly, reassuring him. "You don't have to figure it all out right now. We can just… be close. Be together. And I'll help you feel comfortable, okay?"
A small laugh, embarrassed and shy, escaped him. "Yeah?"
I wrapped my arms around him tighter, pulling him closer until his face was tucked under my chin again. "We'll take it slow," I whispered. "We'll figure out everything together, step by step. There's no rush. I just want you to feel safe."
He nodded, curling further into me, letting go of a little of that tension he'd been holding. I could feel him relaxing as we stayed like that, just breathing together, sharing warmth.
I pressed a soft kiss to his temple and then his forehead, just tiny gestures of affection, letting him know he was cherished, that he was allowed to be confused and shy, allowed to feel and explore his own body safely.
"I like being with you like this," he murmured. "Just… close. Even if it's confusing."
I smiled, heart full. "Me too, baby. Me too. That's all that matters right now being close, being together, and knowing we care for each other."
He let out a content sigh, nuzzling into me, and for a long time, we stayed like that. Just him and me, holding each other, discovering comfort in each other's presence. No words were needed. No explanations. Just trust, care, and quiet, perfect intimacy.
And in that stillness, I knew we were building something real, something strong, safe, and ours. Something that could grow with time, with patience, and with love.
I held him a little tighter, and he rested against me, and that was enough.
Nothing else mattered but being together.