"And, now, my friend, tell me about yourself and love." Obi-Wan dropped his hand from Anakin's face to gather his hand up, entwining their fingers together as if they had always done so. The oneness of their hands was astonishing to each of them. Despite the size difference of their bodies, their hands could have been the hands of the same being, crossing one torso instead of two. They both looked at the joined hands.
Anakin let go of any fear he had left. It wasn't hard. When he was with Obi-Wan, any darkness he had ever felt melted away. He felt refreshed, energized, lightened by Obi-Wan in any number of ways. His mind, his spirit, his body.
"I-" Anakin stammered a little, imagining this moment so many times, but never like this. Never with Obi-Wan talking so freely about love and changing the Code. Never did he imagine that his Master would as much as tell him he loved him first. Anakin had always thought he would be the one to declare himself-always being the brash one who ran headlong into any situation. But now, the nature of this conversation had shown Anakin more about himself. He did feel all of those wonderful things about his love for Obi-Wan-the contentment, the joy, the peace. And it didn't matter if Obi-Wan loved him back. Loving the older man made Anakin happy, made him a better man.
Taking a deep breath, Anakin looked up at Obi-Wan. Softly, he spoke the most important words of his life, "You are my truest love, Obi-Wan. I have always loved you. The moment we met, I knew that my destiny was yours, and yours mine. I have always tried to be the best version of myself for you. No one else could ever inspire that in me. My devotion to you supersedes the Order, the Republic, even my mother. She started me on this journey to find you; showed me the nature of true, selfless love. Then the Force gave you to me, Obi-Wan, and I will hold you dear even after I die. I love you with everything that I am. I offer you everything that I am to do with as you will." As Anakin was speaking, his free hand, his mechanical hand, had grasped Obi-Wan's other arm above the elbow, moving Anakin's whole body forward to the edge of his chair and turning him to face his Master.
And then they were both moving toward each other, pulling on each other's hands and arms. The met halfway in a kiss that was the most perfect version of any first kiss. They melted together as if they had always known the best way to fit. The rhythm of their kiss, their breathing, their heartbeats all synchronized in that moment. The Force sang across their bond, uniting them completely until there was no beginning and no ending of either of them. It was bliss. And then, quite unexpectedly for Anakin, it became even better.
Obi-Wan pulled away from Anakin's lips. But before Anakin could moan softly at the loss, the older man's eyes were closed, and he was concentrating on Anakin's Force signature. Come with me, his signature whispered to his student. Anakin surrendered unconditionally. He couldn't do anything else.
Their shields collapsed completely and their energies swirled together as their foreheads softly rested against each other in reality. Feel me, my love, that which was essentially Obi-Wan said to that which was essentially Anakin. Feel how we melt together, how we were meant to do so. I have waited for this moment, for you to be ready to experience it with me. Feel my love, my embrace in the Force. Anakin's body started to hum in tune to Obi-Wan's essence. Then it changed slightly as he began to entwine and alter the timbre of Obi-Wan. They were irreparably changing each other.
And it was more than anything Anakin had ever imagined. He had always scorned meditation because of his inability to sit still for very long. He could never understand what was so useful about it. But now, with his Master's help and within his Master, he had discovered what he had been missing from his Jedi training. Peace. Comfort. Communion. Understanding. And above all, all-consuming, unconditional love.
This level of communion changed Obi-Wan as well. He felt parts of himself opening up to Anakin that he hadn't even known he possessed. He felt more centered, more alive with Anakin's essence joined to his own. He even felt a little like taking a reckless drive around Coruscant in the fastest speeder he could find. Obi-Wan's smile broke across his face, and when he opened his eyes, he saw the same smile across the younger man's face.
"That was-" Anakin started, clearly breathless.
"I know," Obi-Wan agreed, just as breathless. He brought a hand up to Anakin's cheek and pulled his lips closer, stopping first to nuzzle their noses together.
After another lingering kiss, Anakin asked, "How long have you known? From when we met?" He just had to know.
Obi-Wan chuckled, "So impatient to know everything. We have the rest of our lives together, love. But, no, I don't think that I knew as well as you did. You have more natural Force talent than most do. Although I think that my years of training and discipline have come in handy today." His eyes twinkled.
A breathy 'yes' was all Anakin could manage to get out before their lips met again.
Obi-Wan broke the kiss again. Standing up, he offered Anakin his hand. "Come," he said quietly. "Let's be alone." As he said these words, the door to the room slid open, and several Clones walked in. They had a meeting scheduled in the observation room.
"Sorry, Generals. Were you finished?" The senior Clone asked.
"Yes, Commander. We are retiring. Com us if anything comes up." Obi-Wan was the consummate General even though his body was humming with different ideas for 'retirement' than the Clone probably imagined.