After Kara's body calmed down, Hallbjorn moved his hands away from her breast and her sex. He positioned them at her waist again. He noted that her fangs grew and he thought that she must be thirsty. Her scrutiny on him showed that he was pleased to have made her release so powerfully, happy to be able to tend to her need and leave her satisfied. With her face turned to him he was looking at her mouth and her fangs, taking them in with lightly grey eyes.<br/><br/>"Yes. I think in the same way that you think about my hands on your body." He admitted, and there was no sign of hesitation. "It is what I want, female." The man told her and there was no hiding his certainty, nor anything to dilute it. Unless he had become as good a liar as Loki himself during the night he was telling the unvarnished truth. Because he needed them to have this - because he accepted the part of her that was vampire, and because he needed her to accept him knowing what he was. Without it his past would haunt him in a way that would create a wedge between them despite both of their best efforts.<br/><br/>"We should do it in the bath." The large man said to her. It was a practical consideration that showed his thoughts were not entirely in the same line as her thoughts about him touching her. But there was a lot of overlap. A venn diagram would show a lot of common ground. His hands were tempted to begin exploring her body some, but he did not want to distract her from the matter that they were currently discussing. Caressing a hip or stroking a shoulder might give the impression that he was not completely committed to her taking his blood, with the attendant possibility of her seeing his memories.<br/><br/>"Do you believe me?" Hallbjorn asked, his eyes moving from her mouth to her eyes. "Do you believe that I want this with you?"