He couldn't help but have pride in her, the beautiful and strong woman she had grown into, that in many ways he had cultivated. It had been needed at the time, to have someone he could trust, someone by his side. But the roots of it had been planted in the Embrace, and in her transition to The One Who Was Shaped. Tahiri Veila was in many ways special and he truly hoped he was not the only one to see it.
And she knew exactly what to do to have him at her whims. More than that she seemed to be enjoying her little tryst with control. She had asserted herself in spite of all he'd said and he loved every single second of it.
He didn't need to speak to show his appreciation, every movement she made drew sighs of pleasure from him, every bite met with an approval shown just as much in the Force than in her reactions, they had been linked so many times in so many ways that it was easy to let her in, easy to share with her exactly what she was doing to him.
He wanted her, rather desperately, but knew also that she would not make this a quick seduction. She had taken her moment, and if he knew Tahiri she would make him wait before bringing him to the release he had already begun to crave.