He could see the uncertainty in her and approached her unhurriedly.  His eyes roamed her as his lips curled into a smile at the sight of her kneeling with her hand offered up to him.  Pushing off the last of his fear, or at least burying it deep enough to banish it for the time being, he reached down to curl his fingers in her own and let his presence wash over her, confident in her willingness and hoping that his power might meld with her desire and give her what he could see now that she needed,... to be swept up and free to lose herself in passion however briefly.