Tegan's hand found his, and she gripped him, gasping at the instant was of bliss. She felt the total relaxation, the warm, leaden weight of pleasure, and she knew it had come from her. Her, she had made a demon feel like this, not with any magic, not by doing anything but by doing what she wanted for and to him. She shivered, and pressed close to him, wanting to feel him, his pleasure and his warmth. "Roe..." She whispered, pressing close, eyes still closed, the carpet scratching her hip and thigh.