[ The moment fades and Anakin blinks, looking up at Claude's words. He can't help but smile back, feeling giddy from the aftereffects of whatever that was, that moment of cohesiveness. He's been a Jedi for more than a decade but he can't remember - not at any point...
He's about to say how about now when he realises that he's got archive duty and that this break has definitely gone beyond the limits of what's deemed acceptable. For a moment, the two conflicting motivations clash and he frowns, realising that on the one hand, he'd really, really, really like to find Claude and get this talk realised as fast as kriffing possible - whilst on the other, he hasn't actually left the Order, has he? Nor been thrown out, however... well-deserved that might in fact be.
His stomach clenches slightly.
Anyway, he's obviously still here and no matter how utterly boring the task, Master Nu is counting on him to help her out.
Pushing the thoughts away along with the residual want between them, he sighs and shifts backwards a little. Straightens. ]
Well, uh. [ He runs his hand through his hair, ruffling it. ] I'm probably gonna have to stage my own escape to manage it. Tomorrow afternoon, if you're free?
[ Yeah, in that time, he can definitely figure out a way to take down a minor system or two and keep the few people available on the premises too occupied to notice his disappearance. The Jedi Temple is well protected over all but there are flaws in all systems and around here, Anakin knows most of them.
Useful stuff for someone with a penchant for sneaking out at night. ]
[ The Jedi ruffles his hair in a very un-Jedi-like fashion and Claude loves it, loves the way he dares being unconventional and vulnerable around him. Loves how he can't be anything else for him, doesn't want to either. Nodding quickly to confirm the date, he makes a mental note to update his official schedule as unavailable from tomorrow afternoon and a rotation ahead, or the Paris councilmen are gonna be mightily impatient when they won't be able to get through to him.
And he really doesn't plan to be available at all. To anyone but Anakin.
The giddiness he feels at making plans to see Anakin again after what already feels like too long is almost silly, except Claude doesn't truly think it's silly at all. It's genuine and heartfelt and true, what more does anyone really want from anything they do? With anyone.
But Anakin isn't just anyone. This feeling is specifically tied to him. It's his. Like the secrets. The sneaking out and telling no one and Claude keeping quiet, too, about his new boyfriend, although there are people left he could tell, with or without his parents in the picture. A moment's pause, then he says, voice quiet: ]
My place, then. [ Another confirmative nod, before Claude leans forward a little bit, lowering his voice, the hoarse quality of it more prominent that way: ] I'll think about you in a moment, Anakin.
[ The pull, and the tug of Anakin's hands when he jerks him off, the sucking tightness of his asshole around his length tomorrow night that he has to imagine, because he's never tried it. A smile, more heated this time, and Claude meets Anakin's eyes briefly before ending the holo call, the room going eerily dark around him as Anakin's image disappears.
Like for a moment, he was the sole light in here. ]
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He's about to say how about now when he realises that he's got archive duty and that this break has definitely gone beyond the limits of what's deemed acceptable. For a moment, the two conflicting motivations clash and he frowns, realising that on the one hand, he'd really, really, really like to find Claude and get this talk realised as fast as kriffing possible - whilst on the other, he hasn't actually left the Order, has he? Nor been thrown out, however... well-deserved that might in fact be.
His stomach clenches slightly.
Anyway, he's obviously still here and no matter how utterly boring the task, Master Nu is counting on him to help her out.
Pushing the thoughts away along with the residual want between them, he sighs and shifts backwards a little. Straightens. ]
Well, uh. [ He runs his hand through his hair, ruffling it. ] I'm probably gonna have to stage my own escape to manage it. Tomorrow afternoon, if you're free?
[ Yeah, in that time, he can definitely figure out a way to take down a minor system or two and keep the few people available on the premises too occupied to notice his disappearance. The Jedi Temple is well protected over all but there are flaws in all systems and around here, Anakin knows most of them.
Useful stuff for someone with a penchant for sneaking out at night. ]
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And he really doesn't plan to be available at all. To anyone but Anakin.
The giddiness he feels at making plans to see Anakin again after what already feels like too long is almost silly, except Claude doesn't truly think it's silly at all. It's genuine and heartfelt and true, what more does anyone really want from anything they do? With anyone.
But Anakin isn't just anyone. This feeling is specifically tied to him. It's his. Like the secrets. The sneaking out and telling no one and Claude keeping quiet, too, about his new boyfriend, although there are people left he could tell, with or without his parents in the picture. A moment's pause, then he says, voice quiet: ]
My place, then. [ Another confirmative nod, before Claude leans forward a little bit, lowering his voice, the hoarse quality of it more prominent that way: ] I'll think about you in a moment, Anakin.
[ The pull, and the tug of Anakin's hands when he jerks him off, the sucking tightness of his asshole around his length tomorrow night that he has to imagine, because he's never tried it. A smile, more heated this time, and Claude meets Anakin's eyes briefly before ending the holo call, the room going eerily dark around him as Anakin's image disappears.
Like for a moment, he was the sole light in here. ]