For the moment, he denied her. He made no sound save that of their bodies colliding.  The water swirled the the scent of roses, seeming to infuse it into their skin. The sounds of the shower, the different tones of the water that landed on body to that which landed on tiles, played the backdrop for their meeting. it was punctuated again and again with the contact of her body and his. The escaped sigh or the moan was the accompaniment, the testament to the pleasure in the physicality of the act.<br/><br/>Roe had paid attention, he had listened and felt Tegan's body as it crested and fell leading to an orgasm. Her scent, her touch, her sound drove him and fed the demon's insatiable desire for lust. It was her body, something about her ability, that filled him like no other mortal had ever before. Something about her want, her need, that appealed to him, paralleled his own. And in that one moment he almost lost control. He felt his cock grow a bit larger, he felt his skin change and grow thicker, and he knew his eyes had lost all their normal colour, and now looked to the world and unnatural blue with black irises. He felt her want, her need, and felt her change. She was ready, wanting of the gift of pleasure.<br/><br/>He had done all he could to bring her, he could feel her building to her release, and he treasured the feeling. His hands moved to grip her hips as he stopped all motion. He was still inside her, glans only, as he waited. He gave her several heartbeats before he spoke. Again the demonic side was still in control, his voice roll from his lips to her ears.<br/><br/><em>I want you to cum for me Tegan, I want you to make yourself cum for me now. Take yourself on me and I will see you, hear you, serve you.</em><br/><br/>He pulled at her hips, just a little, but he did not force her upon him. No, she had the chance to take her self by pushing back, and then forward, finishing herself upon him as he stood as a still as a statue. He himself was close, and he relished the idea of her moving.