Part of Roe did not want to move, did not want to change the position that they held now. He wanted her there, in the one true moment of safety he could offer. He knew they needed the shower, needed to wash the scent of their arousal from their bodies or they could be tempted to begin again so soon. He wanted her with him in the bed, holding her, staying close, saving the next moment for something special, as special as she was.<br/><br/>He pulled her from the sanctuary of his shoulder and looked at her, holding her and just looking to her face. It was a moment for him, a lifetime in a mind that did not see the stream of passing moments in the same way as a mortal. he would do everything he could to remain here, on this plane, because of the woman before him.<br/><br/>He released her shoulders, hand moving to undo the front hasps of the Corset, simple motions that would squeeze and then release her. It took only moments and he was setting the corset on the counter. He unbuttoned the jeans and then looked at them.<br/><br/><em>Tegan, You better take the jeans off, if I do.. I ... I can't say I will be able to resist being that close to you. </em><br/><br/>He did well to cover the arousal, fought his urge to flood the room with his scent, a scent that had already changed to include the smell of her sweat, her body. But he knew he would break had he knelt before her, knew the addiction to her arousal would cause his immediate and very attentive reaction.