[ It's honestly the only answer he can muster, the great legislator, infamous for his way with words, reduced to one-syllable grunting noises to reply to an otherwise clever observation. Still, he smiles very slightly and finishes the last line on the last symbol in a row, drying his sticky fingertips off in the sheets without much care, instead welcoming Anakin closer as he leans down and kisses his cheek. It's such a sweet gesture, childish almost, definitely innocent. But of course, Anakin is all of those things, too, besides shadows and warfare. He's the perfect balance between those two things, that's why he's so vulnerable. Balances can so easily be off-set.
I love you, Anakin tells him, then, you know, and no, Anakin Skywalker, you will always surprise him with your love declarations, Sarica is never going to suspect. Does he know that he loves Anakin, yes. Does he know he'd kill and destroy for him, yes. Does he know Anakin loves him back, no.
Knowing would require believing and ah, they haven't quite reached that point yet. A few more orgasms like this one, though. Maybe.
Maybe.
Pushing back up on his elbows, he lets himself be held and he reaches up and grabs Anakin by the side of his neck, pulling him back down, kissing him on the mouth, deeply, but not as deeply as he could, it's not to claim territory or win battles, it's to show that he understands this much. That being loved by Anakin is a gift and he's grateful, Sarica who has never in his life felt gratitude for anything, anyone. Entitlement, certainly, and does he believe he deserves Anakin's affections -- He believes no one else deserves them more. That's what the kiss means.
Only then does Sarica slip down on his back, flat, again and just looks up at Anakin through the shadows where he also belongs, but not right now. Now he belongs in Sarica's arms and Sarica holds his arms out to him, inviting him to his chest. He doesn't need to fear the emptiness of his arse, there will be heartbeats and they will be the two of them.
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[ It's honestly the only answer he can muster, the great legislator, infamous for his way with words, reduced to one-syllable grunting noises to reply to an otherwise clever observation. Still, he smiles very slightly and finishes the last line on the last symbol in a row, drying his sticky fingertips off in the sheets without much care, instead welcoming Anakin closer as he leans down and kisses his cheek. It's such a sweet gesture, childish almost, definitely innocent. But of course, Anakin is all of those things, too, besides shadows and warfare. He's the perfect balance between those two things, that's why he's so vulnerable. Balances can so easily be off-set.
I love you, Anakin tells him, then, you know, and no, Anakin Skywalker, you will always surprise him with your love declarations, Sarica is never going to suspect. Does he know that he loves Anakin, yes. Does he know he'd kill and destroy for him, yes. Does he know Anakin loves him back, no.
Knowing would require believing and ah, they haven't quite reached that point yet. A few more orgasms like this one, though. Maybe.
Maybe.
Pushing back up on his elbows, he lets himself be held and he reaches up and grabs Anakin by the side of his neck, pulling him back down, kissing him on the mouth, deeply, but not as deeply as he could, it's not to claim territory or win battles, it's to show that he understands this much. That being loved by Anakin is a gift and he's grateful, Sarica who has never in his life felt gratitude for anything, anyone. Entitlement, certainly, and does he believe he deserves Anakin's affections -- He believes no one else deserves them more. That's what the kiss means.
Only then does Sarica slip down on his back, flat, again and just looks up at Anakin through the shadows where he also belongs, but not right now. Now he belongs in Sarica's arms and Sarica holds his arms out to him, inviting him to his chest. He doesn't need to fear the emptiness of his arse, there will be heartbeats and they will be the two of them.
They'll be together. ]
You are good, very good, Anakin.
[ I love you too, it means. ]