After the sex comes this part, the intimacy of the afterglow that Klaus now allows himself. Obi-Wan cradles him tenderly, like a precious thing, not because he's breakable but because he's special. Because he's loved.
Obi-Wan pulls out of him and Klaus lets out a soft sigh, stretching out his limbs when Obi-Wan rolls off of the bed. When he returns, bending over to kiss him, Klaus smiles and lifts his head to meet him, pushing his hair back and cupping his cheek, smiling fondly at the question.
"Trust me, everyone in this house has seen my backside on more than one occasion," he says with a laugh, twisting to pull a package of cleansing wipes from the drawer on his nightstand. He tosses them onto the bed and then reaches out to place his hand on the back of Obi-Wan's thigh, sliding it upward until he can give Obi-Wan's ass a playful pinch. "Your cute backside, however, can remain a mystery to them."
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Obi-Wan pulls out of him and Klaus lets out a soft sigh, stretching out his limbs when Obi-Wan rolls off of the bed. When he returns, bending over to kiss him, Klaus smiles and lifts his head to meet him, pushing his hair back and cupping his cheek, smiling fondly at the question.
"Trust me, everyone in this house has seen my backside on more than one occasion," he says with a laugh, twisting to pull a package of cleansing wipes from the drawer on his nightstand. He tosses them onto the bed and then reaches out to place his hand on the back of Obi-Wan's thigh, sliding it upward until he can give Obi-Wan's ass a playful pinch. "Your cute backside, however, can remain a mystery to them."