I hope this chapter puts into perspective their earlier relationship, with her age and when exactly they consummated it. Some questions have been raised about it and I thought I'd clear it up a little bit :D

Your Song by Ewan McGregor from Moulin Rouge

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I lay on my side on his bed staring up at the ceiling, my back pressed against his chest which moved softly with each breath. Such a breath moved my hair as I played with his large left hand, touching the long claws and lines over his knuckles.

"Xian?"

"Yes?" It was a breath before he answered and I felt his other arm curl a little tighter over my waist.

"Did you ever want to take me before I finally let you? On that snow planet?"

Once more it was a long moment before he spoke. "You tempted me many times. You know this. But I have never forced you unless you asked me to in play."

A stray dread fell onto my shoulder and I caught it, touching the golden band. "I know you waited a whole year…it's just that…" I bit my lip. "…did you think about doing it before I said yes?"

He sighed the sound deep and low. "I did." His hand covered mine and I turned my head to look back at him. "But you are so delicate. It pains me to think of damaging you in an irreparable way even by accident."

I opened my mouth to speak but he tapped his mandibles so I held my tongue. "Yes, you are delicate. It is not honorable to do what you suggest…not to mention fairly difficult in our species." Sitting up a little he leaned on one arm as he stared down at me, moving his large bulk so elegantly. "Can you imagine a male forcing sister Dhruv to submit to such heinous humiliation and degradation?"

I chuckled and smiled at the thought. "No…she would self-sacrifice before that happened." I sighed as I reached up to touch his face, a low purr escaping him as I touched his smooth hot skin. "Do you ever want a proper female…instead of me?"

His green eyes widened and he caught my wrist, pulling me up into a sitting position and cupping my cheek in his hand. "Female, I would never want another. If another male were to take you I…" He inhaled sharply his eyes emerald daggers now staring into the darkness of the room at some imagined intruder. "His eyes upon your face, his hand upon your hand, his tongue caresses your skin….it's more than I can stand."

He put my hand over his heart and I looked up at him in confusion. "My lord?"

"Why does my heart cry? Feelings I cannot fight…you're to free to leave but just don't deceive me. And please, believe me when I say I—" The pain in his voice as he said this and I cut him off before he could say it, putting my hand over his mouth.

"My lord don't upset yourself." I smiled up at him and put his hands on my heart, so frail against his furiously beating pair. "I would never leave you. I'm right here. I'll always be right here."

Staring at me he tangled a hand into my hair and arched my neck as he kissed me, my eyes closing as we broke apart and I let out of a soft breath. "Listen to my heart, can you hear it sing? Telling me to give you everything?"

"I hear it, my flower, I hear it." He held me tightly and his purr became a volcanic tremor that sent chills up and down my spine.