Ibani drinks in his pleasure in the Force. It would be confusing, if she hadn't been sensing what other people felt all of her life. There's no difference in intensity, but she can easily distinguish what sensations are her own physical body versus what she's feeling from Ben. When she lets go of his finger, it is clean of juice and chocolate.
Warm desire curls faintly at the base of her spine, but she's in no rush for more.
"I think it's supposed to be a team sport, although it ought to be possible with two people," Ibani explains.
"Can't let you do all the work," she remarks, smiling up at him. Ibani reaches for a fruit herself, using the Force to move it into the chocolate and then her hand. She swears slightly as she grasps the fruit a bit harder than she means to and it oozes juice. She reaches up, offering it to Ben. (And if she's cheating a bit with the Force to keep it from dripping past her hand, well wouldn't you?)
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Date: 2020-09-14 11:21 pm (UTC)Warm desire curls faintly at the base of her spine, but she's in no rush for more.
"I think it's supposed to be a team sport, although it ought to be possible with two people," Ibani explains.
"Can't let you do all the work," she remarks, smiling up at him. Ibani reaches for a fruit herself, using the Force to move it into the chocolate and then her hand. She swears slightly as she grasps the fruit a bit harder than she means to and it oozes juice. She reaches up, offering it to Ben. (And if she's cheating a bit with the Force to keep it from dripping past her hand, well wouldn't you?)