Roe understood lust, it had been burned into his very being. The demonic visage that sat abandoned in the abyss knew lust. The craving and want of flesh, the desire to possess and to control. It knew of power and dominance, submission and pain. But love, love had been stripped from him with his appointment to the pit. Upon his servitude to hell love was torn from him, an angel of creation itself, and he was denied its safety and warmth.<br/><br/>To love, to be loved.<br/><br/>The words were alien to him after all the time he had spent away from them. But, on her lips, with her voice, he dared to believe them. He didn't know how he would do it, didn't know if he could do it, but he knew that he wanted to, wanted for her to love him, and find a way to return every bit of that to her.<br/><br/>Roe's arms wrapped around Tegan and he pulled her close, as tight as he could without hurting the young and fragile woman. He looked to her, letting his eyes grow heavy, subtly pushing out his will , he power to let her sleep. He was full, had been since the school, and he wanted her peaceful and in his arms. He remained around her, soft skin to the touch, over top muscle and flesh like any other mortal. Save that he had seen the beginning of this world. He rested with her, trying to coax her into a sleep.<br/><br/>As they lay there he remembered the feeling from earlier, and his right hand crept up her body and to her back, slowly tracing along her skin. Again he warded her, making her invisible to the minds of those who would do her harm. Giving her some protection against weapons not forged for the wars of heaven, or of hell. And lastly he made it silent, giving off no resonance of it being on her. Hidden from all forms of the host, the horde or the mortals around her.  His work done he leaned forward and kissed her head.<br/><em><br/>We need sleep, and I need you to hold me, keep me safe Tegan. You protect me, and I... I am learning how powerful you truly are.</em><br/><br/>-Part 1... edit coming up in a little bit -