"I think we're getting rather good at that already," Obi-Wan murmurs. "Still ought to practice, I must think."
Then he kisses Klaus again, deeper, licking his mouth open. At the same time he pushes one hand down Klaus's body, sliding into the waist of his pants, pulling them down bit by bit. His thumb sweeps over the sharp angle of Klaus's hip, looking for sensitive skin, anywhere he knows will make Klaus gasp into his mouth.
There will be time later for him to meditate on it. For him to consider what it means, what it might have meant in another life, what he'll tell anyone who may or may not ask. Loving Klaus upsets much of the balance Obi-Wan has achieved in his life and he doesn't care. Balance is important, but just as important is the ability to rebalance when things have shifted.
"Here," he murmurs, finally getting Klaus's pants down enough. He pulls back, then smiles. "Lift your hips. Let me get these off."
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Then he kisses Klaus again, deeper, licking his mouth open. At the same time he pushes one hand down Klaus's body, sliding into the waist of his pants, pulling them down bit by bit. His thumb sweeps over the sharp angle of Klaus's hip, looking for sensitive skin, anywhere he knows will make Klaus gasp into his mouth.
There will be time later for him to meditate on it. For him to consider what it means, what it might have meant in another life, what he'll tell anyone who may or may not ask. Loving Klaus upsets much of the balance Obi-Wan has achieved in his life and he doesn't care. Balance is important, but just as important is the ability to rebalance when things have shifted.
"Here," he murmurs, finally getting Klaus's pants down enough. He pulls back, then smiles. "Lift your hips. Let me get these off."