Normally he was the one in control, something Tahiri willingly surrendered to him every time, because every single time, without fail, he made her feel just that damn good. Her trust in him was absolute after all, and letting him do what he wanted with her was part of that. And she loved it.
This time though, this time was different, the challenge laid out. And she smirked, taking a moment to let her gaze wander over him, hungrily taking in every inch of his body.
Abruptly, she grabbed his hands, pulling them back and pinning them to the back of the sofa, a movement which both had him where she wanted him, and made her stretch out her body along the muscles of his chest. Her fingers curled around his wrists, holding him there, slight pressure from the Force adding to her strength. She kissed him fiercely before moving her mouth along his jaw, to his neck, kissing and lightly biting him until she reached the curve where his neck met his shoulder. There she bit harder, sucking slightly, the pressure of breath and teeth leaving a mark on his skin.
"Mine." There was a faint hint of a growl in her tone as she released her physical hold on his wrists, even as the Force still made it clear she wanted him to keep his hands right where they were, and she moved her hands down to tug his shirt open, her gaze meeting his to see if he was still willing to stay just there.