Ama watched his sleepy form shift away and stare up at her with slumberous eyes. He did not seem so upset as she imagined he would be. It didn't prevent her from blushing when he shifted and revealed his nearly naked form. Her eyes following the rigid line of his abdominal muscles to where the blanket covered up lower body. She couldn't deny that her body was already missing the addicting warmth his had placed into hers.<br/><br/>The chill running throughout her body evident in they way her flesh goosebumped all along its surface. Everything constricting against the loss of heat. Or was it more than a loss of heat that was affecting her.  Her eyes moved back up to his own as he began to speak, and her mouth parted slightly.<br/><br/>He spoke in low tones, a deep rumble that moved throughout her senses like a latent thunderstorm. Then his finger came landing upon her lips. The rough, firm touch holding her lips from moving too much, but she could not resist the subconscious urge to move her tongue out against it. Her first taste of the male laying before her.  When his finger lifted she blushed, but an answer tumbled out from between her lips in a rush. "Your rejection."  Tears gathered at the rims of her eyes, and she shivered, longing to be close to him once more.<br/><br/>It wasn't just the fear of being here alone on the planet once more, it was the thought of losing him by doing something he found revolting that scared her the most. "I... I can't explain it, but... you not wanting me around because... it's foolish... just loneliness speaking I am sure." She said to him and turned her head away once more to keep the tears from spilling out, and pulled her knees in close to her chest, feeling colder than she had in the most bitter of snows back home.