Ben should have felt angery. This was the same conversation they’d had long ago, the same one that had split them apart. Yet this time he felt different. As if Roxie provided a certain clarity that he had lacked for years. in the end, she was right. It wasn’t just his wolf attempting to keep things between them pleasant, Ben realized that Roxie had been right all those years. As her hands went around his neck, he let himself slump ever so slightly to allow her to bury her head into his shoulder. His own hands went around Roxie, resting on her back as he let a sigh pass his lips. “It was just so much easier to be angry at someone else rather then admit that I was the problem. Even then I just... he threatened our species. More importantly, he threatened you. I couldn’t handle that.” Benjamin moves a hand to gently brush through Roxie’s dark hair, her very sent was both overwhelming and claiming at the same time. It was difficult to explain, one simply had to feel it for themselves.<br/><br/>“I know how much he must hate us, but is it enough to aid in a murder? Is he even capable of that?” Even as Roxie pulled back, Ben felt his wolf pushing him. The contact they’d just shared certainly got the beast excited, but the man wanted the same thing. Her eyes met his, and he took a step forward to once again be close to her. Gently, Ben brought a hand to cup her cheek as a small smile graced his lips. “I won’t ever push you away again. I only want you to be happy. I want you at my side until the end of time.” With that, his lips moved in and found hers. No matter what, her taste was intoxicating. Ben couldn’t get enough of it, and he didn’t care if it was only caused by the mate bond. He loved it. He loved her. After some time, the Beta pulled back if only to allow them both to breathe.<br/><br/>Then, an idea crossed Benjamin’s mind, one he rather enjoyed. Extending his hand, he looks at her with a seductive grin and asks “Wanna shower with me?” They’d only consummated the bond two days ago, and yet it felt as if it had been years since Ben had seen Roxie’s bare flesh. He loved looking at her, observing her as if she were a piece of fine art. Or as prey in a predators gaze. “I need you again. Like on our first night together as mates.” His intentions were clear. They’d both been through a lot, and more shit would come there way in the coming days. But if would be these little moments that kept them going. “You lead me this time, Let’s see how long your dominance lasts.” He was teasing her of course, for she would always dominate him. Body and mind.