"I can be quiet," Klaus murmurs, breath hitching at that soft bite to his lip. He shifts so that he's laying in the center of the bed, pulling Obi-Wan with him and kissing him again. His thighs fall open to make room for Obi-Wan between them, and he is suddenly so desperate for that closeness, to have Obi-Wan inside of him, taking up space in his body.

"You'll have to kiss me a lot," he whispers breathlessly, giving Obi-wan a teasing smile and nudging their noses together as he slides his hands down the bare expanse of Obi-Wan's back, slipping his fingers under the waistband of his pants. "Otherwise I might be loud, you know."

He grins as Obi-Wan settles on top of him, biting as his chin as his hands slide lower to grip at his ass, pulling their hips together with a low groan. "But I'll do my best."