Pairing: Xanatos/Qui-Gon
Rating: PG
Notes: This was inspired by a guy I saw on a fair. And Ruth wanted to see this worked into a screencap, so here's my take on it :) Thanks to Tem-Ve for the beta!
Summary: Description of a moment in time: Preparing for a ritual

"Master, I'm not going out in this!"

Sighing, Qui-Gon turned around - and gasped. His Padawan was standing in the door that led to the 'fresher. He was wearing tight silver pants that exposed nothing, but revealed everything. His hairless chest was bare, but covered in silver paint. Only his nipples were highlighted with rouge, standing out against the silver.

Silver straps crossed his chest, holding two huge silver wings, the feathers tickling his skin and swinging with every movement he made. His arms - also painted silver - were hanging loosely by his side.

Qui-Gon's eyes wandered further up and rested on his Padawan's face. Just like the rest of his body, it was silver, the full lips accentuated with bright red lipstick. His eyes were encircled with black kohl, his long lashes tinted silver. He was pouting slightly and his eyes showed the same stubbornness and fire Qui-Gon admired so much in his Padawan. His long black hair was threaded with silver and glittering from the silver powder on it.

//Is he covered in silver everywhere on his body?//, Qui-Gon silently wondered, and a smile appeared on his face.

"Master?"

Startled, Qui-Gon met Xanatos' eyes.

"What?"

"You are staring."

"I'm sorry, Padawan. It's just that you are… beautiful. Promise me to wear that to bed tonight after the rituals?"

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