I know what happened last night isn't my fault, but I feel partially responsible.
If I hadn't come over...
If it had been a different day...
If I had been more aware and conscious of surroundings...
I hope He's doing a bit better today. He seemed to be doing better a few hours after I left. We'd been texting. I was trying to offer the same support He's given me 1,000 times. I hope it was good enough.
It had been such a good day too. Vanilla(ish...because a blow job in the kitchen isn't really vanilla, lol). We'd been making soup. Watching Thor and Iron Man 2. Yep, He's slowly showing me the movies that lead up to the Avengers. Don't worry, I ask Him to. :-P
I did get lots of snuggles and cuddles. I enjoy being wrapped up in His arms. It's a very safe place to be.
No real kink, which He did warn me that there might not be. Which was fine.
The power exchange has gotten put on the back burner for now. Neither of us are in the right head space for it.
I'm sure it won't be too long...but there's no pressure either. I want Him to be okay again.
I have a few ghosts from the past to shake off myself.
Heh, on a happier note to end this...we were sitting on the couch, cuddled close. He offhandedly mentioned that He reads this every day.
*waves at Him* Hi! ^_^