The first look of her told him that something was wrong. But then she took the plate and started to eat away at the meat. He watched her, she seemed to become more primal then her normal personality while she ate the meat, and then when she was done he smiled. He grabbed the plate and placed it on the small bedside table that was there. He pulled his shirt off of his body as she laid back into the bed. He did not bother with his pants, just ticking off his shoes and then pulling himself up onto the bed. He was a little unsure of himself, wanting to pull her body close to his to protect her from everything, but then also thought of everything that had just happened. He growled at himself and reached around her lightly to both hold her for his own needs, and some of her own. A slight whisper came from his lips as everything from the past week came at him at once, draining him of everything that he had.<br/><br/>"Mine...."<br/><br/>His eyes looked at her if she was a work of art, and he was commenting each and ever little detail to his memory. He thought that he was going to have to make sure that his hand feels each inch of her daily, if not more for his need of her to be filled. He was sure that she would learn that she would be able to drive him into a deep dark pool of lust and need in no time with little effort.<br/><br/>"Tell me Mate, why have you accepted me as yours?"