Roe moved Teagan's hand from her sex, moving it away even as she had began to move her fingers fast. She would have to wait for just a moment longer for that, for any release. he put her hand on the floor and went to lift her. Sitting her up on her knees, her rear atop her heals. Roe held her arms to her sides and began to kiss her, with no reason, no pattern. Across her chest, her arms, a butterfly's wing across each nipple, slowly rising and building until he kissed about her neck and throat.<br/><br/>He took her face in both his hands, cupping her and holding her as he kissed her. Deeply,softly, soundly. The ebb and flow of his lips to her matched ever other action he would make, a conflict of degrees. he wrapped his arms about her, freeing her own hands, leaning against her holding her to him. He trapped himself between her legs, his legs outside of hers. and he rest there turgid and waiting.<br/><br/><em>No woman with shame would want me, nor could she capture me as you have. When we are together, when it is just us. Hold nothing back from me Tegan, don't think, just do.</em><br/><br/>His voice was soft, sincere, gone was the command of earlier, now his voice was that of a lover, Understanding, driven , lust was still there, as was desire, but again, passion had returned, his embrace was less rough, almost comforting if she would allow it