Vincent took a long stride backward making it so that she was not going to be able to touch his shaft any longer even though it longed for the feel of her fingers. Due to having more experience than her, he understood how to control those urges even in a sexual context, but from the looks and reactions of her body, that was something that she did not yet possess. Running his foot along the floor, he felt the fabric of his pants, he bent over and picked them up. What had occurred up to this point was a mistake, Vincent should not have done what he did, yet his urge for connection had nearly led him to take the virginity of an innocent. Darkness was not always in the hearts of monsters and evil men, sometimes darkness can exist even in the best of hearts.<br/><br/>Motivation coming from the acts of the body and yearnings of the heart were what the darkness was born from and made stronger by. Vincent was not the type of people to follow along with the darkness. He was a warrior for the light, so to take the innocence of this poor girl just because he wanted her was not right of him.  The hard thing that had come so close to taking her virginity was placed into the pants and locked away with a zipper. Tonight was not the night that she was going to become a woman, at least by Vincent's hands.<br/><br/>Things had already progressed too far already, he was not going to force her to make the ultimate sacrifice. His deep eyes looked at her with a meaningful stare, a look that almost seemed sad. "I am sorry, Sarah Jane." Nothing other than that could be said, he knew she most likely was going to be confused, and she was going to beg to quench her urges, but all she was going to be met with was a look of deep concern. He reached over and placed the covers of the bed over her.