"I should brush my teeth," Obi-Wan sighed, even as he rose to meet Anakin's mouth.
That's such an Obi-Wan thing for him to say, really. ^.^ I think that line might've made this fic for me; I've never been a terribly huge fan of Padme, and there are very few fics that involve the three of them in a joint romantic relationship that I enjoy. This just so happens to be one of them.