Roe held her for as long as she would let him, content, calm, for once not flooding everything around him with lust. How could he explain it to her, the unquenchable need, the drive and desire for pleasure? The want and compulsion to feel, experience, release with someone no matter how base and carnal the delight was. When she stirred in his arms he did not want to let her go, he heard her speak and his skin blushed.<br/><em><br/>It is I who should thank you.</em><br/><br/>His voice was soft, no additional power, a simple and honest truth. He watched her move, the casual and human movements enthralled him as he watched her. She continued talking, and it took a second for him to hear her, to understand the words and he watched her dance across the hall.<strong>"What a cute rear,"</strong>he thought to himself... and then paused. There was no pang of lust, no hunger to chase and tease and touch. He was able to look at her for just a moment, sated and happy. And yes, it was indeed a cute rear. He heard her turn the shower on, and remember what she had said. A smile crossed his face as he thought about two of his happiest thoughts.<br/><br/>Tegan, and showers.<br/><br/>Roe moved into the bath, watching the water run over her body, memorizing the sight.The results of her attention could wait, he just wanted to see her, watch her do something she had done thousands of times before. He watched for a minute, maybe two, but he did not press his luck, and carefully joined her inside the tub. He saw her smiling, and it caused him to smile as well.<br/><br/><em>You have a beautiful smile Tegan. It... it looks so good on you.</em>