He thrust into her with the end of her command. Her own release sent his body into autonomic function. He levered out of her, pulling his length at an angle so as to open her, expose her even more before sliding in at a different angle. The head of his cock pushed against her lower wall on penetration, pulled against the upper on each withdrawal.<br/><br/>His stoic pose broke,  the cry of a demon trapped within a mortal form pushed beyond his own limits due to the bond she had created. His body burned, threatening to bust into his apocalyptical form from the first copulation with her. It was terrifying to him, it was the most he had been aroused in hundreds of years. He increased the speed, the violence of the motion, lifting her almost free of him only to enter her again. Her sheath grasping him as he forced it to expand.<br/><br/><em>Look at me Tegan !</em><br/><br/>He did not shout but the words bounced around the bath, there was the sound of at least one tile cracking under the comment. He continued his motions, the muscles in his legs began to set, tightened and firm , his stomach clenched as he tried to push her over the edge. Sweat fell from his hair and body, showering her skin and the floor of the bathroom as he refused to relent. Even as she slumped in his arms he sought to draw every last bit of her body to him.<br/><br/><em>Now Tegan.  Let go .</em><br/><br/>And he drove himself into her, pushing their bodies back together, pressing his chest to hers and for the first time, his lips met hers in a kiss, trying to steal the scream from her throat even as his eyes tried to pierce her and look deep within her.<br/>