[An explanation. He owes at least that much doesn't he? Even if he feels panicked and the lump in his throat makes it hard to talk. An explanation--what does he have for that? That he wanted to? That he's wanted to for a long time?]

I've... Wanted to do that for so long. I didn't mean to spring this on you Jupiter.

[The thickness in his voice isn't just desire now, it's too much backed up emotion.]

I thought I could... Ignore it. But on the way back--I keep seeing him, out of the corner of my eye or hearing his voice on the edge of sleep. Except when I'm with you. It goes away. You make me feel safe--I wanted to touch you. Want to. Touch you. I have for so long and I thought I could ignore it. But when I'm with you my heart races and when you smile it stops and I don't think I can ignore it at all.