Harmony twisted a little, looking down to see why Tracer had stopped and whimpering in pure frustrated love. "I don't need." he said, though he really did. He healed himself each time so was as virginal as the first time he'd used this body each time, but he'd had sex without preparation before, many a time. "Please, just... Trace... oh, please..." he was begging now but it was natural and clean, want and not desperation, although it lingered on his tone.