"I am not," Obi-Wan protests playfully. "I'm simply taking my time."
Klaus squeezes his body between his thighs and Obi-Wan can't wait any longer, doesn't want to wait any longer, he sinks slowly into Klaus, inch by inch. A shuddering breath slides out of him as he does and he ducks his head, pressing his lips to Klaus's throat and to his collarbone, breathing out against his skin. He shifts his knees under him a little better, changing the angle, pressing down into Klaus's body with a soft moan that he tries to muffle against Klaus's collarbone.
It's funny and not something he would have considered, but having to be quiet adds something to all this. Some new element. It's different than how it had been in the club, when he'd felt he ought to be quiet and had been utterly unable. Now he can. Now he must.
The best way, he thinks, is just to kiss Klaus again. He leans in, bending Klaus's body so he can properly kiss him, deeply and thoroughly. Then he rolls his hips, pulling back and sinking into Klaus again, sinking into that heat, the tight grip of his body, and he moans into Klaus's mouth.
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Klaus squeezes his body between his thighs and Obi-Wan can't wait any longer, doesn't want to wait any longer, he sinks slowly into Klaus, inch by inch. A shuddering breath slides out of him as he does and he ducks his head, pressing his lips to Klaus's throat and to his collarbone, breathing out against his skin. He shifts his knees under him a little better, changing the angle, pressing down into Klaus's body with a soft moan that he tries to muffle against Klaus's collarbone.
It's funny and not something he would have considered, but having to be quiet adds something to all this. Some new element. It's different than how it had been in the club, when he'd felt he ought to be quiet and had been utterly unable. Now he can. Now he must.
The best way, he thinks, is just to kiss Klaus again. He leans in, bending Klaus's body so he can properly kiss him, deeply and thoroughly. Then he rolls his hips, pulling back and sinking into Klaus again, sinking into that heat, the tight grip of his body, and he moans into Klaus's mouth.