"I hope not," I murmur, sighing happily when Bits touches me. "I want to stay awake so that I can repay you for the massage."

We're both getting a little bolder when it comes to sex, a little less nervous to talk about what we want. We still haven't-- well, gone all the way for lack of a better term. I think I'm ready. Well, no. I won't be ready until Bits is ready, because I'd never want to do it if he wasn't just as on board.

It's the one thing that I'm still not quite sure how to bring up, but for now I'll just enjoy this. Bits' touch feels like a gift and every time, and one that I definitely do not plan on taking for granted.