Peggerty lay back on the couch she seemed to relax more than Craig might have expected, for now the man had her complete trust she even closed her eyes and let sighs of pleasure escape from her mouth. Yes it felt strange it felt different, though having a body that constantly tried to heal itself was hardly a normal experience. This however was wondrous, yes occasionally uncomfortable even a little painful in places yet it was another experience, and Peggerty loved new experiences.<br/><br/>Other Uratha had tried to heal wounds as was right but they did not have the skill or touch that this man had, at least not as far as she had seen and felt.<br/>“That …that feels so good…Lugh.” Her breath offered words to the man his scent too brought yet more comfort, “You smell of home, still her eyes did not open, “The ship…the<br/>…the sea….Star Gazy pie…the storm cat…so many stories…” There was a smile on her face a soft smile so filled with memories passed not just over her lips but it seemed to pass over her whole body. For really he was not just healing and fixing her physical scars he seemed to be finding the deeper ones beneath.<br/><br/>“You are more…more than some half cocked shaman…but questions can wait…” the woman her voice was lazy it was so relaxed, as his hands warmed and touched parts of her that no one ever had. The comment of her age and the damage that was taken to her body was almost over looked, that was what she was uratha did not play nicely usually, their world was usually rage filled and violent. The scars just were a map, for another to follow.<br/><br/>However for now calm reigned over anything else at the moment, and Peggerty leaned over and still with her eyes closed the irraka let out a slow and comforting sigh. “Please…” she said without urgency “Please take me to your bed and make love to …me.”<br/>Another soft noise passed from her and her thighs parted a little more just as she showed her throat again. “Later we …we can fuck each other silly….but now…”It was then the irraka kissed the man slowly her tongue joining his is slow and tender dance.<br/>