#yes i will have john and delenn naked as much as possible in my fics

[stardustinthesky]

couldn’t love you more. babylon 5. john sheridan, delenn. they give them the presidential suite of the luxury hotel in earthdome. set somewhere during rising star. companion fic to for fear that tonight is all and there is light in us.

title stolen from john martyn’s couldn’t love you more. i own nothing, just playing in the sandbox for a little while.

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They give them the Presidential Suite of the luxury hotel in Earthdome.

Earth politicians’ hypocrisy has always been astounding, if not unexpected; from being branded as a traitor to being lauded as hero and liberator, going from a shady cell on Mars to being given one of the nicest hotel rooms on Earth—all in the span of only a couple of weeks and no one seems to bat an eye. It should make his head spin, but he’s got enough experience with politics that this reversal doesn’t surprise him in the least.

Earth officials have to make do with protocol now that he’s been introduced as President of the newly formed Insterstellar Alliance during the latest press conference, but John is no fool; if she had her way, President Luchenko would have him put on the first transport and out of Earth-controlled space as fast as possible.

He can’t blame her though; he’d like to get the hell out of here as soon as possible just as well.

‘Does this still hurt?’ Delenn’s fingertips run down his chest to the bruising on his ribcage. They’ve been intimate for some time now but they barely had time for much of anything since Shan’Fal, almost six months ago. Too busy with trouble at home, both homes; their last night together on Babylon 5, only their second night, feels like a lifetime ago.

Six months without her; without holding her, kissing her, having her in his bed, having her. He’s pretty sure Shan’Fal is supposed to be a one-time thing among the many rituals leading up to union, nevertheless she spent the night with him before her departure for Minbar. Had wanted it, wanted him. One last night and he’d been terrified then, of what it meant for them, of the possibility he might never see her again.

He’s missed her, in his heart and in his bed. He has no shame in admitting that; he’s a man after all, with wants and desires, and he wants her, and desires her. Made that pretty clear for the last three nights.

After six months, being able to share a bed again with the woman he loves for a couple of nights in a row now suddenly feels like luxury.

His eyes take in her naked form in the soft glow of the bathroom lights; his parents are waiting for them and they’re already late and she’s not helping.

‘Only when I laugh.’ He tries his best boyish smile; but her frown only deepens, her fingers tracing the outline a still particularly nasty-looking bruise. ‘I’m fine.’

That is anything but the truth, but he’ll just have to pretend. One look from her and it’s clear she doesn’t buy it either. ‘As fine as I can be,’ he concedes.

He kisses her, as much reassurance for her as it is for him. For three nights now he’s woken up and reached for her to make sure that he’s not dreaming, that he’s not back in that fucking cell on Mars. To make sure she has made it back from Minbar.

He’s heard the rumors and read what few reports there have been about the Minbari civil war. She has been particularly tight-lipped about it but he hasn’t pushed, just as she hasn’t pushed him either about his imprisonment. Too stubborn for their own good, some would say, and maybe they’re right.

But she’ll talk about it just as he will, when they’re ready.

Her nails dig into his back, just like she did only ten minutes ago in the shower. He brings her closer, deepens the kiss; they fit like they’ve always been made for each other. Oh, he has loved before her, there is no denying the past, and it is different from what he had with Anna, but isn’t that the whole point? And yet his heart races at the mere thought of Delenn, had from the beginning. He didn’t think he could love anyone after Anna; never expected he could love this much.

But he does.

‘A’fel E’,’ he whispers against her lips. He feels, rather than sees, her smile.

‘You know what it means.’ Her fingers brush softly along his spine and the shivers it sends through him are nothing but extremely pleasant; she’s always been tactile, even when sex between them was only a notion, not a fact, but she can’t seem to get enough of touching him lately. Not that he’s ever going to complain about it.

‘I started learning when you were away. I wanted to make it a surprise.’

His Adronato is thick with his American accent and hesitant, something he’s more than aware of but he tries his best anyway and she listens. She doesn’t correct him, only guides and encourages him. They must make quite the picture, standing naked and fresh out of the shower, in each other’s arms, her laughter echoing throughout the bathroom when he accidentally propositions her. 

She responds very favorably to his advances; they’re going to be very late but that’s okay.

He feels like he’s on top of the world.

And maybe he is.

—end

#babylon 5 #john x delenn #john sheridan #delenn #m: babylon 5 #mine: fanfic #otp: we are star stuff #warning for nudity #yes i will have john and delenn naked as much as possible in my fics #consider that a promise #no plot only feelings