[ She's happy to take advantage of his movement, grazing lips and teeth against his tender skin. Acquainting herself with the taste and scent of him. As she starts to leave a faint mark high on his neck her fingers rub slow circles along his inner thigh. ]

You say that but your actions say something different. Your body wants it. Wants me.

[ Her head lifts slightly to look down his body as she finally returns to his cock, loosely curling her fingers around him and beginning to slowly stroke. ]

Don't you understand, Poe? I'm giving you a chance to tell me what you want, and how you want it. [ Her lips brush against his ear, continuing to stroke him while she talks. ] I thought you liked having a say? I mean, those recordings from your droid gave me plenty to work with, but I'd rather hear it directly from you. Tell me what makes you quiver and ache and hunger for more...

[ She tightens her grip, working him with intent and not simply to tease, trying to see if she can successfully coax him to tell her what she wants. Sure, she could use the Force, or she could ignore his potential wants entirely, but that's not the name of the game tonight. They've already well-established how she can make him suffer in too many creative ways, but she can bestow the opposite too, whether he wants the pleasure or not. ]