Her eyes watched his hands, gesturing as he spoke to the room. She was listening, truly she was; the war effort was so important to her. But it was the first time she had been able to spend the night with him in months; the first night they had been able to make love since the start of his last mission.

He was standing next to Obi-Wan, speaking to the board, but every so often, she could feel his gaze slip to hers, his half grin coming across special for her. Her thoughts trailed to his hands, tracing across her skin as his metal arm supported his body. His lips covering every uncovered inch of skin they could reach, his occasional pauses and smiles to her eyes.

"I don't think that we need more troops, I think we simply need to move another battalion in from the mid-rim sieges. There are several breaks in the fighting where we can afford to move troops." Obi-Wan started to speak, freeing Anakin to spare her a longer look, though not one that she could be seen reacting to.

She thought of every new scar she had seen on his body, each star shaped cut or thin line drawn over his skin. His soft groans that mixed with hers as she had undressed him in the darkness of her apartment. His countless "I love you"s as the night went on. Those were the nights she lived for, spent in his company.

"This would save both money and time, we have already taken sizeable loans from the banking clans." Bail Organa responded with a nod to Obi-Wan. Anakin hid his smile behind his mouth, it was a joke of his to say that Bail Organa had a colleague crush on Obi-Wan; he seemed to agree with everything the general said, and the pair were almost an unarguable pair on both the Senate floor and in Council Chambers.

"Do we have the amount of transportation to move those troops?" She asked, and Obi-Wan nodded in answer. Obi-Wan paid her a small smile, admiring her thoughtfulness, but her thoughts had turned back to Anakin, now eyeing her over his closed fingers. She had the feeling he was thinking exactly as she was, reviewing the night they had spent together in detail, having to spend so much time here when they could be together again.

Her mind slipped to the finish of their physical relations, a small shot of arousal pulsing through her at the thought of how he felt inside of her. At the sounds he made as they came together again and again and again; at the feel of the lulling contentment as they together afterward, his arms around her, her face pressed to his chest as her hair splayed out over his skin. She was ready for this meeting to be over. One look at his face, his eyes lingering over her body and face, told her that he felt the same.

"I will go oversee the movements." Obi-Wan said in reply, many of the Senator's leaving with the exception of her and Bail.

"Thank you, Master Kenobi." Bail said, "I will go and see that the vote is approved as we need it. I'm sure the Chancellor will see things our way."

Both men left, Obi-Wan pressing a friendly hand to her shoulder as he passed her. It was good to see him, she felt a twinge of guilt she had not taken the time to speak to one of her oldest friends. But that thought went away when, as the rest of the party dissipated, her husband's arms came around her, his face buried in her neck as he pressed soft kisses there.

"Force, I've missed you."

"We should be careful, Anakin. Someone could walk in." He pulled back, leaving his arms around her, looking slightly hurt. She slid a hand to his chest, brushing it against his strong jaw, where he hadn't had time to shave the scruff growing there after she had distracted him that morning. "We could always go elsewhere."

He grinned down at her, his hands sliding slightly over her hips, pulling her slightly forward into his own. She took his hand, guiding him out of the door, double checking the time. It was hours before she was due at a state dinner, she could take a few hours off, especially with Bail taking care of the meeting's fallout.

He was only here for a week. She planned to make the most of it