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Ibani shifts toward him, moving her own body to make this easier. The hand that isn't in his hair moves toward his shoulder. She's reading his physical responses, learning how to make this better for both of them, still as gentle and as tender as she can be.

Feeling the edge of him in the Force makes something in her relax that she didn't realize was tight. She'd gladly bask in his force presence like a Loth-cat in the sun, if he'd let her.