That pout... Luke knew to stray from it, and yet he was inclined from his very nature to move back to the bed and accept her hand. Dark Side or not, his couldn't deny the draw he had to his Mistress. Perhaps it was shameful, but nothing he could do was capable of extinguishing it.
Luke wanted here, every dark measure she could give to him. He was unsure what that meant for him, but the now pressed him to sit back down on the bed, a bold hand reaching to lightly caress the side of her face.
"I- it's just kinda new to me is all," he finally said, quite honestly at that.