WHAT IS REAL

XXXIV

She sat quietly beside him. He ran his hand up her arm and the coolness of his hand sent shivers down her back. He noticed and liked the reaction she gave though her face showed no change.

"Where did you get this dress angel?" he asked quietly.

"It was given to me by my servant girl."

"It looks good on you."

Padme flashed him a smile and then looked into the fire. As she stared into the fire, she remembered the time at the lake on Naboo when they sat before a fireplace very similar to this and a very young Anakin had opened his heart to her for the first time. She longed for him to say such things to her again but she knew that would not happen now. Tears suddenly welled up in her eyes though they never fell.

Vader felt her sudden change of mood and noticed the glisten of tears in her eyes. He knew what she wanted to hear and though he knew the feeling was there he would not bring himself to say the words. The love was there but he had squelched his heart for so long there was no way to make it come out. Instead he took her face and turned it towards him and he grabbed her lips with his. Her lips tasted like honey to a starving bear and his hands could not stay only on her face.

 He found that his hands had a mind of their own and they traveled down her back. Silently her cursed his mechanical hand because he though they moved across her body her could not feel the softness of her skin with them. 

He could feel the readiness that came from her lips though as they continued to kiss. He could feel her hands wrapping around his neck and twisting in to his hair as the kiss deepened. His traveled down her neck and he felt the softness of her that way. When he kissed her pulse point he felt her heart racing and reveled in the fact that he was doing this to her. He claimed her lips again pulling her tightly against himself.

She closed her eyes and wrapped her arms around his neck as they kissed. The tears spilled down her cheeks as she closed her eyes to better capture the feelings that was flowing through her right now. She could not seem to stop the tears anymore than she could stop loving him. She cried for sheer happiness at this feeling and for sheer sadness because she felt like her heart would break knowing she would never hear the three words that she longed so much to hear from those sweet lips that were driving her crazy right now. 

His lips claimed hers again and her tears mingled with their kiss. Sweet and yet salty, love and yet bitterness, this was how life always was for them. She knew somehow this was how it was always going to be.