This is not at all how Obi-Wan had expected their evening to go, but then, he tries not to anticipate anything at all, especially when he's with Klaus. Part of the enjoyment of life comes from the unexpected and he lets himself be turned, lets Klaus tug down his trousers, and he braces himself against the door, palms pressed into the wood.

"Then you ought to do your best to make sure they hear," he answers, laughing roughly as he presses his forehead against the door, his eyes closing in pleasure at the swipe of Klaus's tongue against his ass. Then Klaus's hand closes over his cock and Obi-Wan shivers with arousal, another moan spilling out of him, entirely genuine. Klaus is incredible. He's always incredible.

"That's good," he breathes. I love you. "Klaus, please, I want you to, I-" I love you.

He isn't worried about the words spilling out. He doesn't worry about things like that. They'll come when they come and the result will be the result. There is nothing to fear, there is only what they can do together, what they can be, and he trusts in that.