He took a moment to just collect his thoughts before coming in, pulling off his shirt and tossing it to the side, "I don't think I can take the time to prepare you, El. Are you ready?" He asked as he went to undoing his pants, "I can't...I need you now." This would fix it, in his opinion, "But I don't want to hurt you," Like you hurt me hung in the air, but he didn't say it. Physical and emotional hurt wasn't the same, anyway.