And after everything, Phae couldn't help bringing her free hand from where it had remained idle to cup Jack's jawline between her thumb and index finger.<br/><br/>"Let's get one thing straight," the Auroun purred warmly from mere inches away, letting Jack soak the heat of her half exposed bosom while still being<i>just</i>out of reach. "You may have control of this ship and the entirety of the crew, but I'm not your toy." With every breath, she closed what remained of the gap separating them. Letting him take in how perfectly her figure invited his form to press against the spill of curves, with each begging him to continue his initial pursuit when her words said anything but, she spoke in throaty whispers so only to Commodore would be privy to her message. "If you treat me well, I'll treat you well... and if you overstep your boundaries, you'll wish you had ordered your droids to shoot on sight."<br/><br/>Because he was so forward, she allowed herself to speak candidly, pearlescent hues tinted cobalt while transfixed on the outline of Jack's expression. Perhaps his good looks earned the smirk Phae wore, but it likely had more to do with her threat than with anything Jack did personally. Yet with all this bravado blown between them, the Auroun had already reached low between their waists to drag her digits against the throb of her companion's growing erection. Through his layers of Empire material, splaying her fingers to create a V-shape over his shaft as another means to leave her captor wanting more. In some ways, she wanted just as much - or more, perhaps. When she got this way, there was no telling just how desperate she might find herself, and with Jack outrightly interested, every blissful second connecting the pair caused Phae to ache with need.<br/><br/>"Look how excited you are, Jack." Teasing at his lips with the very tip of her tongue, Phae tasted the male as though intending to take a bite. She thought about sucking on his bottom lip to stop him from potentially vetoing her idea, but she doubted he would after such a display was made. A kitten with cream, ever-so-slowly taking her fill until she felt brave enough to look away for a second.<i>He would want what she was offering.</i>Directing her gaze to the beds in the borrowed room, Phae asked softly, "Do you really want to give me a tour?" Even when asking, she had begun backing up toward those very mattresses, content to lead Jack with her unless he pulled away. Touring the vessel was a novel idea, but it lacked substance for anyone with other things on their mind, and while Phae worried greatly for her ship, the best way to make those worries subside would be to take Jack up on the unspoken offers his eyes made.<br/><br/>As wet as she was, it was either this or she would take care of herself without his help. "Stop me if you have something better to do..."