As I'm laying my head back down I feel him shiver making my right calf jiggle in his left hand as my right inner thigh jiggles in his right hand. I see him turn to look at me with a look of surprise in his eyes. Not thinking I lift my head again and give his neck one more kiss.

"I've never tasted my own tears before." I said half giggling as my tears continued to slow.

As soon as I remove my lips from his neck I feel him kissing a tear from my cheek, kissing  along it's streak until he reaches just below my eye. He giggles a bit as he says I can feel free to ask him all the flavors my tears come in. He then gives me a smile as he brings both of this hands to my cheeks and I feel him wiping the last of my tears and streaks from my cheeks.

After my cheeks are dry I feel him dropping his damp hands, one on my calf and the other on my thigh making them jiggle. I then feel him begin to caress my legs up and down. I shiver slightly, never feeling such intense feelings from his caresses before.

"So what do my tears taste like? " I begin asking, half joking to lighten the mood. "I mean why do you like them so much?" I continue as I look deep into his eyes. "I mean I do feel really comforted when you kiss/wipe take care of my tears..." I finish trying to make the conversation a bit less awkward.

He thinks for a min then answers my questions one at a time. He tells me my tears taste different based on my emotions. (My sad tears, salty. My angry tears, salty and hot. My happy tears, sweet like honey). He then tells me that's the reason he likes them so much...the intimacy. It takes quite a bit of intimacy to allow a person to kiss another's tears. He also mentioned how happy he was that I felt so comforted by him. He added that he'd always wipe and kiss my treats in any time of need.

I couldn't help a giant smile start to spread across my face. I hadn't felt this comforted since my ordeal began.

"I really appreciate that." I began slowly before adding "I really don't want to be a complete mess so I think it's time we get up off the couch." I really was feeling rather good at the moment, but knew anything could happen due to my situation so I decided to enjoy my good mood as long as it decided to last.

He gives me a firm pat on both of my thighs waiting for them to stop jiggling before he gets up. He offers me a hand to stand up while asking if I'd be interested in taking a walk before the sun begins to set.

"Yeah I'd like that. I think the fresh air will really do me some good." I begin looking for my purse and keys. Deciding to leave my phone at home. "If you're up for it I know of a nice pizza place we could grab a bite. Its a bit of a walk though (maybe 30min), but I could treat as you've been so good to me these last few days." I finish slowly hoping he'll take me up on my offer.

He says he likes the idea of us going for some pizza. He explaines that he loves spending time with me do whatever especially when I really need him. We then head outside. As soon as I close the door behind us I hear him reminding me I'm still in my shorts, saying he's glad I'm getting so comfortable wearing them.

"Well, I guess you've boosted my confidence 10,000." I begin blushing. "I'm not sure I'm ready to wear shorts in public with anyone else though." I finished feeling kind of ashamed of my previous admission.

I begin walking before he even has a chance to comment.

"Anyone would be lucky to be with you like this. So open and vulnerable (in shorts). Never feel embarrassed or ashamed to let anyone see you like this." He said lovingly (as friends) before surprising me by grabbing my hand and interlocking his fingers with mine as we continued to walk.