i put people's heads in horses' beds 'cause i am the mob
Anthy does not make love to Saionji; she becomes the appropriate receptacle of his lust and wrath (she understands how hard it can be to separate sins).
She does not make love to Touga; she lends her body to his (the sensation is comfortably familiar).
She does not make love to Mikage; she plays her role so convincingly that the character she plays is in fact making love (she just watches).
She does not make love to Kozue; she lies back and listens to the music as the twins continue their game (and if she finds herself enjoying the physical contact just a little it’s a complete surprise).
She does not make love to Akio; she is made love to by him (though once upon a time there was probably a better term for it).
She does not make love to Utena; she finds the seams on her skin that will allow her to open her up and take her apart (and she ignores the familiar traces of prince lingering all over the other girl’s body).
She does not make love to Dios; she keeps him where her heart had been, innocent of physical passion (and finally all hers).
Anthy only makes love to the roses.