Extended scene from "Their fragrance came from you"
From the end of Chapter 8: The Magic Words (2)
"—and there was the most heavenly smell, I swear"
Obi-Wan laughs, and Anakin watches the exposed line of his throat in the mirror. "Are you telling me you tracked the scent through the market like a bloodhound?"
"Maybe," Anakin says petulantly, affecting a pout. "The stall wasn’t that far."
Obi-Wan snorts, tugging gently at the half-braided hair in his hands. "Go on then," he says. "What was it that smelled heavenly?"
Anakin huffs, affecting a pout. "Well, now I'm not going to tell," he says petulantly.
Even a month ago, that sentence would have made Obi-Wan go quiet, giving up on the conversation despite the clear jest.
Now, it has him leaning forward and making doe eyes at Anakin through the mirror.
"Oh, don't be like that," Obi-Wan says.
His lips don’t quite brush the shell of Anakin’s ear—but his breath is hot, ghosting the side of Anakin’s face.
"Tell me more."
Anakin's skin tingles all over. "Well," he chokes out, "there were these oranges at a fruit stall. I guess they must have come from Naboo or something because they were huge. I just had to buy one."
"It's not about the size," Obi-Wan jokes. "It's about how you use it."
Anakin snickers, tension easing. "Full disclosure," he says. "Aayla found me eating it, and I'm pretty sure she thought I was a freak."
"For the way you were eating an orange? What were you doing to that poor thing, Anakin?"
"Oh, don't make it sound like I was molesting it."
Obi-Wan levels him a flat look through the mirror. "Are you going to tell me how you ate it, or are you going to keep avoiding the question?"
"I bit into it like an apple," he admits. At Obi-Wan's laugh, he protests, "It's not that weird!"
"That has to be the messiest possible way to eat an orange, Anakin. Why on earth would you do that?"
Anakin flushes, remembering the tart burst of flavor, the juice running down his fingers. The way he'd felt like a man possessed, going in for another bite. "I don't know," he stammers. "It was a very id move, pure hindbrain."
Obi-Wan shakes his head, still smiling. He ties off Anakin's braid with a small hairband and lets it go.
His hands slide down to Anakin's shoulders, leaving a trail of goosebumps in their wake.
Anakin tips his head back against Obi-Wan's chest, peering up at him. "I think we're done here," he says. "See you tonight?"
Obi-Wan sways forward for a moment, leaning closer—
And then seems to think better of whatever he was going to do, squeezing Anakin's shoulder as he pulls away.
"Yes. See you tonight."
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