Your fiancé Simon wasn’t one for physical affection. He was always on edge, his body tense anytime you tried to get close to him.

He was laying with his bare chest against yours, listening to your heartbeat after a long mission. Your fingers grazed his back and he tensed, startling you.

You quickly apologized, removing your hand before he stopped you. “Don’t apologize.” He whispered, looking up at you. “I liked it.” He admitted, your touch comforting him oddly enough. He wanted more.