He moved to her, wrapping around her, his bare skin to her clothed body. His head bent down, the trace remains of his wounds gone. His hands found her shoulders even as his head bowed to hide in her hair.<br/><br/><em>Tegan, I promise, I am trying to hard to learn, to experience what you already know. Emotions. To know only pain and anger, lust. But I am feeling ..I feel because.. because of you. I want more of these feelings, to understand them, have them. Thank you, thank you Tegan. <br/></em><br/>His warmth flooded around her. Not the arousal scent and heat of passion, but a slow warmth to the bone. His hands didn't leave her, protecting her, touching her and holding her close to his body. With deliberate care, he started to undress Tegan. Casting the shirt she wore to the ground with slow hands as his mouth moved to find hers. He kissed her, letting his body move into it, Joining hers with the want she had with his own.<br/><br/><em>Touch me, hold me Tegan, I am right here and unharmed. Safe with you.</em>