A knot hit Roe's stomach, at first he thought he was being punished. A swirl of emotions hit his mind and he floundered for a moment. He realized it was Tegan, she was hurting and it was him causing it. He bit his lip and silently moved to the kitchen, he bare feet made no noise as he moved behind her. He wrapped his arms around her, still fighting the desire to flood her with sight and sound that she would have a hard time resisting. He did not cup her, or caress her, but he held her, and held her close.<br/><em><br/>Tegan, please stop. Listen to me for a moment. I want you to understand how odd this is for me. In the past I have been summoned, like a slave to do the bidding of people with power. I have done things you will not imagine, I have been nothing more than a pet, summoned repeatedly to perform for a master or mistress. Last night you commanded me, and you were horrified by the response. In the past I have done things not out of want, but out of mandate of being what I am.</em><br/><br/>If she would let him he would turn her around so she could see him, lifting her chin to watch him. There were no extra scents, his skin, warm, felt more normal, his eyes did not pierce hers, but they looked right at her.<br/><br/><em>My instincts are to flood your senses, to have you quivering and ripe for me, to pluck pleasure from your body. I want you to think only of me and not of your problems or worries. To succumb to what I am and in that, feed me. I am suppressing every desire that is as part of me as breathing is to you. I am doing it by choice because of you, because of what I have seen of you. You had a choice, and still do, and I am making a choice as well. I don't know if it is just the bond, or maybe it is because you are special. But I want to find out. And I cannot do that without you.</em>