She laces her hands behind Ani's head.

"So," she says, breath soft against Ani's face, "if those are the boundaries, what are to be the terms? Are you my lover? Apprentice? Pet?"

Small squirm.

"I'm done with apprenticeships. I.." Her gaze drops a bit. Quietly: "Certainly your lover. Pet..." Small shiver. "I think I'd like that."

Teasingly: "Are you to be my master, then?"

...Of all the things she thought she'd come out of life with, a kink for the word 'master' had not been one of them. (Ironic, given all the time she spent refusing to call Elesse - or any Jedi Master - that.)

"Mistress, perhaps."

"Mistress Occlus. I like it."

"Well then, pet," she caresses the word as she speaks it. "Seal our bargain with a kiss, and it is done."

Kiss!!!

Thorough kiss. Occlus very much knows what she's doing.

Ani very much does not, but 'quick leaner' and 'eager to please' combine well.

That's an excellent start.

Wriggle. (She has an exceptionally happy pet right now.)

Occlus lets her smugness leak out.

Kiss. ('Smug' is a very good look on Occlus.)

"Mmmm. You're quite lovely, you know."

"Yes, I do know."

Small laugh. "You're wonderful."

She runs her fingers through Ani's hair.

"You're not bad yourself."

She quite likes that.

"A wonderful pair."

"Mmm." Kiss.

Heeee.

Teasingly: "Is kissing all you're going to do to me?"

"Are you in some kind of hurry?"

Lean. "I suppose I can be patient, Mistress."

"There's a good girl."

Mmmmmm good. Very good. Clearly she should express how much she likes that by kissing Occlus more.

And then maybe they can move on to other activities.

Something Ani is quite alright with.

Good pet.