Outer turmoil

As Sky gently tugged the trousers down, Chris lifted his hips slightly to make it easier. The fabric slid down his legs, leaving him feeling exposed and strangely liberated at the same time. He swallowed hard, his heart racing as Sky's gaze remained focused on his task, his expression unwavering and supportive.

The sensation of his trousers being pulled down revealed more of his body to the cool air in the room. Chris's skin prickled with goosebumps, and he couldn't help but feel a flush of embarrassment for the umpteenth time tonight. It was as if his vulnerabilities were on full display, but with Sky's unwavering care, the shame seemed to melt away.

Sky changed positions and went to sit on the edge of the bed. Chris's legs were then gently elevated and placed in his lap. The proximity felt oddly intimate.