"No slipping. Alright. Where was I?" He cleared his throat, then did his best to put that smug triumphant grin back on the beautiful, dangerous twi'lek's face.

She slid the knife close to his throat but not close enough to touch, even as she leaned in, pressing his body to his.

"I wonder just what you're willing to do to get out of this predicament, hmm...?"