The Return
The Return
Padme/Anakin, PG, 410 words
written for the THE KISSES/CUDDLES '09 FIC BATTLE
He had been gone six months. Which, really, wasn't unbearable - he'd gone on longer missions before, accompanying Obi Wan to the Outer Rim and not returning for long stretches of time. But this time, it felt different. She was nervous, excited, anxious.
He and Obi Wan landed together, smiling, walking triumphant with the success of the mission behind them. He looked weathered, harder - like he'd seen things he didn't want to talk about, especially with her. She wanted to run up and hug him, to kiss him, to hold him in front of everyone, but Padme kept her composure, taking a steadying breath as his eyes met hers for the first time in half a year.
"Anakin." It was a name she had not said aloud in quite some time.
"Senator." His greeting was curt and polite, a slight nod of his head but a twinkle in his eye that only she saw.
"Obi Wan." She greeted him next, and his grin was a comfort. Most days she thought he was perceptual enough to figure it out, and she was grateful for his silence.
"Senator Amidala, pleasure to see you." He turned to Anakin. "I need to report to the council, so I will let you catch up on old friends. See you in a few minutes," he bid them both adieu, and Padme smiled to him a silent 'thank you'.
They stood there for a few moments after Obi Wan had left, taking each other in. "You look tired," she noted.
"You look breath-taking," he leaned in closer.
"Anakin..." she hesitated, turning her head.
"Come," he pulled her arm and led them to a private door, opening it with a wave, and leading them inside. The second the door closed behind them they had their arms around each other, Padme squeezing him tight and trying to keep the tears in her eyes.
"I've missed you so, so much," he whispered, his lips close to her ear.
"More than you'll know," she said back.
"I only have a few minutes before I have to join Obi Wan, but..." he held her face and turned to kiss her. His hands were firm and precise, lifting her up, locking her legs around his waist.
"We only have a few moments," she warned.
"It's been six months, that's all I'll need," he chuckled, moving her dress out of the way.
"And if we get caught?"
"We won't. I'm a jedi, remember?"
Padme/Anakin, PG, 410 words
written for the THE KISSES/CUDDLES '09 FIC BATTLE
He had been gone six months. Which, really, wasn't unbearable - he'd gone on longer missions before, accompanying Obi Wan to the Outer Rim and not returning for long stretches of time. But this time, it felt different. She was nervous, excited, anxious.
He and Obi Wan landed together, smiling, walking triumphant with the success of the mission behind them. He looked weathered, harder - like he'd seen things he didn't want to talk about, especially with her. She wanted to run up and hug him, to kiss him, to hold him in front of everyone, but Padme kept her composure, taking a steadying breath as his eyes met hers for the first time in half a year.
"Anakin." It was a name she had not said aloud in quite some time.
"Senator." His greeting was curt and polite, a slight nod of his head but a twinkle in his eye that only she saw.
"Obi Wan." She greeted him next, and his grin was a comfort. Most days she thought he was perceptual enough to figure it out, and she was grateful for his silence.
"Senator Amidala, pleasure to see you." He turned to Anakin. "I need to report to the council, so I will let you catch up on old friends. See you in a few minutes," he bid them both adieu, and Padme smiled to him a silent 'thank you'.
They stood there for a few moments after Obi Wan had left, taking each other in. "You look tired," she noted.
"You look breath-taking," he leaned in closer.
"Anakin..." she hesitated, turning her head.
"Come," he pulled her arm and led them to a private door, opening it with a wave, and leading them inside. The second the door closed behind them they had their arms around each other, Padme squeezing him tight and trying to keep the tears in her eyes.
"I've missed you so, so much," he whispered, his lips close to her ear.
"More than you'll know," she said back.
"I only have a few minutes before I have to join Obi Wan, but..." he held her face and turned to kiss her. His hands were firm and precise, lifting her up, locking her legs around his waist.
"We only have a few moments," she warned.
"It's been six months, that's all I'll need," he chuckled, moving her dress out of the way.
"And if we get caught?"
"We won't. I'm a jedi, remember?"