He was having the same feeling - any moment now he expected to wake up from the dream, he had never imagined the first time he did this with her would be like this. (And yes, memories or not, he'd imagined doing things with her, how could he not?) But all that mattered now was now, that smile on her face and those words she spoke, making him feel warmer, even more content and safe. "I love you, too... I love everything about you, I wish I could have given this to you sooner - and with less pain." Nevermind that she was the one who'd come in here, and that he probably would have waited forever for her to be ready. He had wanted this with her for a long time, but he'd forgotten, and she hadn't. "But I can give it to you as much as you want... or as little." He'd heard that some women weren't as into sex as men were, so maybe she wouldn't want this all the time, especially if it was painful at first (though he really did hope that wouldn't be the case, next time).