He stood waiting for her return, unmoving as he looked about her room. The darkness meant nothing to him, his eyes easily picked out details that would have only been seen in full daylight. He inhaled, taking in the scent of her room when it was normal, simple, not the wanton smell of bodies that he tended to create. He waited for Tegan to return, wondering if he would be able to up hold his promise.<br/><br/><em>I hope you will be able to sleep well.</em><br/><br/>He put a little effort behind the word sleep, a warmth and comforting feeling of a blanket to wrap her in. He waited for her to adjust herself upon her mattress before he joined her, crawling lay beside her. He made no attempt to cover himself, stretched and relaxed, he took up his side of the bed.<br/><em><br/>I imagine that you will be able to sleep very soon, even if I am a temptation. If you want more comfort, I will hold you, but I am sure you will find it easy to sleep.</em><br/><br/>Again he sent out the subtle commands, sending pillows instead of spikes of pleasure. Silence instead of cried of release. He just needed her to listen, to want to rest, to want to roll into his arms. it was temptation to both of them, he was infernal, he understood that, understood temptation. But something was causing him to resist it, and he would keep his word as long as she required him to.<br/><br/><br/>