Tempted Pale elegant hands cupped the sweat drenched face, a twinkle of unabashed delight glimmering in eyes of deep sapphire. "Years I?ve waited for this." Deep and smoky, the voice grated with as much force as the vibroblade had against the captive?s ribs. One hand drifted down the heaving chest until it reached the blood soaked side of once white tunics. An anguished gasp broke from cut lips as the Dark One applied a steady pressure to the fresh wound. "Say it," the hypnotic voice urged. Forcing weighted lashes open, Obi-Wan met his tormentor?s icy gaze. "Yes." Xanatos burst into laughter.