Older Drabblemania topic -- Sexual Healing
My pup wanted to do an older topic, so I hope that's okay :)
OOC: Just some of her rambling thoughts :)
Arica lay in her husband's arms. It had been months since the attack and she still didn't feel safe, even here where she should. Eric hadn't pushed her to do anything. He knew she'd need time to heal... time to regain a sense of safety.
But when would the nightmares stop? When could she breathe again? When could she make love to her husband without being afraid... not afraid of Eric. No, she could never be afraid of him. But of seeing the man who'd raped her when Eric touched her. She didn't want that.
They'd tried to make love, but ever session came to a crashing halt, because of her. Eric swore up and down that it was okay, that they could take all the time they needed. All the time I need you mean Part of her was glad for his understanding but she worried that he didn't push even the slightest... Did he still want her? He still looked at her the same way, still touched her lovingly, kissed her passionately...
He doesn't push because he loves you. Because he wants you to feel safe. Because he doesn't want to do anything to hurt you. Ever.
"I love you," Eric suddenly whispered, interrupting her thoughts. "We'll get there Ari. Just have faith in us. I don't want to rush you and hurt you." His hand caressed her cheek gently and he leaned in to kiss her forehead.
And that made it okay. That made everything okay. Because he loved her. Everything else would eventually fall into place. He loved her despite what she'd been through, despite the fact that she couldn't be with him yet, despite the fact that she had two children from the rape... And he was caring for them as if they were his own. Despite all the reasons she could think of for him to not love her, he still did. And in the end, that was really all that mattered.
OOC: Just some of her rambling thoughts :)
Arica lay in her husband's arms. It had been months since the attack and she still didn't feel safe, even here where she should. Eric hadn't pushed her to do anything. He knew she'd need time to heal... time to regain a sense of safety.
But when would the nightmares stop? When could she breathe again? When could she make love to her husband without being afraid... not afraid of Eric. No, she could never be afraid of him. But of seeing the man who'd raped her when Eric touched her. She didn't want that.
They'd tried to make love, but ever session came to a crashing halt, because of her. Eric swore up and down that it was okay, that they could take all the time they needed. All the time I need you mean Part of her was glad for his understanding but she worried that he didn't push even the slightest... Did he still want her? He still looked at her the same way, still touched her lovingly, kissed her passionately...
He doesn't push because he loves you. Because he wants you to feel safe. Because he doesn't want to do anything to hurt you. Ever.
"I love you," Eric suddenly whispered, interrupting her thoughts. "We'll get there Ari. Just have faith in us. I don't want to rush you and hurt you." His hand caressed her cheek gently and he leaned in to kiss her forehead.
And that made it okay. That made everything okay. Because he loved her. Everything else would eventually fall into place. He loved her despite what she'd been through, despite the fact that she couldn't be with him yet, despite the fact that she had two children from the rape... And he was caring for them as if they were his own. Despite all the reasons she could think of for him to not love her, he still did. And in the end, that was really all that mattered.