What Intimacy Looks Like When Size Isn’t the Focus
(His & Her Perspective)
His View
When I stopped obsessing over what I wasn’t, I finally had the emotional space to discover what I could be.
I had spent so much time measuring, comparing, and wondering if I could ever truly satisfy her, that I forgot to ask a more important question: What makes her feel loved?
Not just touched, not just aroused but truly seen, cherished, safe, and wanted.
That question changed everything.
And one of the biggest lessons I learned is that “performance” isn’t the point presence is. That means learning how to love her in the way she receives love not just the way I was taught to perform or what culture told me a man should do in bed.
We talk about the five love languages all the time touch, quality time, words of affirmation, acts of service, and gifts but let’s be real: those apply in the bedroom just as much as they do outside of it.
Here’s what that looks like in our life:
Touch
This isn’t just about sex it’s about the power of gentle, intentional, everyday contact.
It’s the way I brush her hair behind her ear when she’s reading.
It’s letting my fingers trace her spine when we’re cuddling under the covers.
It’s a slow hand on her thigh during dinner, or massaging her feet after a long day.
It’s the non-sexual touches that make the sexual ones feel deeper, safer, more earned
Quality Time
It’s about being present not distracted, not rushing, not focused on an outcome.
It’s putting our phones away.
It’s drawing a bath for two and staying in until the water turns cold.
It’s setting the tone: candles lit, music low, curtains drawn not because I’m trying to “get” something, but because she deserves an atmosphere that honors the moment.
It’s knowing that a slow morning of lying in bed talking, touching, and just being together often builds a far more sensual connection than any single “performance.”
Words of Affirmation
Words matter before, during, and after.
I don’t just tell her she’s sexy. I tell her why.
During our most intimate moments, I talk to her. I ask. I whisper. I remind her that she’s wanted, that she’s enough, that I see all of her not just her body.
I tell her that she’s the best part of my day. That she’s not just beautiful she’s mine.
Gifts
These don’t have to be grand gestures.
Sometimes it’s sending her a playlist of songs that make me think about how wonderful she is.
The gift isn’t the object it’s the intention. It’s saying: “I thought about you. I see you. I’m excited to love you on your terms.”
These things might seem small, but when you stop making size the center of the experience, you start discovering how rich, varied, and multi-dimensional intimacy can be.
It took me a long time to realize that lovemaking isn’t a race it’s a dance.
I wouldn’t trade them for anything in the world.
T