To the outside world, they were no longer Sith and they kept the Dark Side of themselves under control, and to a large extent it was true. But when they were like this, the two of them stripped back to passion, they could indulge that side of them that still lingered, the darkness and rough hunger, drawing thrills from the heat between them.
Tahiri drew out every moment, shifting and thrusting, teasing them both as her movements became rougher and less controlled, giving in more to need she had. She gripped onto his shoulders, her nails digging into his skin as her teeth left marks on his neck as she finally let go, letting herself finally reach that brink and fall over it and she actually screamed his name as every muscle clenched around him and she climaxed with a fierce intensity that showed through their bond.
And she let him know without words that finally he was free to do as he wanted, to take back the control and take any pleasure he wanted.