<em>Tegan ... No...</em><br/><br/>He watched her leave, this time he didn't chase her, no, that would have been bad. He waited until he heard the door slam and then he got up, walking back to the bedroom they had shared. He needed to calm her down, and he was not good at that. He was still a demon,  so he cheated. He formed several visions in his mind and pushed them out, leaving them for her to find. The mental picture of her under him, crying out as he pleasured her, her body wracked in orgasm. The picture of her asleep in his arms, him gently moving her hair from her face, watching her sleep while keeping her close. And a final picture, a vision of him in the shower, water falling from his body, him standing naked, presented to her to watch, to touch, to keep.<br/><br/><em>Tegan... I... I don't want to go back. I don't want you hurt. We need to talk about this when you are ready. But I will take a shower so I do not smell like sex. I am still covered in you, and as much as I want to keep that, I should clean myself.</em><br/><br/>That and he wanted in the shower, that was a luxury that he was fascinated with. He moved to the bathroom, making noise so that she could hear what he was doing. There was sincerity in his words, honestly was something new, and it seemed very raw about him.