“You’re right,” Klaus murmurs, still holding Obi-Wan’s hand over his eyes. He can tell that Obi-Wan has turned on the light, and it’s cold enough in the bathroom that he gives an almost violent shiver. His nipples stiffen from the chill and his breath hitches a little, because they’re so much more sensitive than before.
It took him longer than people might expect to grow attuned to his body, perhaps due to how long it took him to discover what being non-binary was. That helped him, and he learned to love his body, every piece of it. Now it’s entirely different.
When he leans back against Obi-Wan, he can feel the soft bulge of his cock against the small of his back, because he’s so much shorter now. His presence looms larger and Klaus shivers again, but not from the chill. It’s because he likes that difference in size.
“Okay, okay. Let’s do this before I freeze my new tits off,” Klaus murmurs, breathing in deep and pulling Obi-Wan’s hand away. He blinks against the sudden light and lets his gaze go first to Obi-Wan’s reflection before dipping lower to see his own. It’s startling, and Klaus’s eyes widen a bit as he reaches up to cup his rounder cheeks, pursing his fuller lips. He puts his hands on his hips and tilts his head, watching as his long hair spills over one shoulder.
He lets his hands slide up his soft stomach to cup his breasts, weighing them in his hands for a moment, breath catching as he thumbs at his rosy nipples. He plays with them idly as his gaze drops down between his legs, to the dark thatch of curls at the apex of them.
“I suppose it’ll do,” he says eventually, stepping back against Obi-Wan in hopes of feeling him against back again, perhaps a little harder this time. Still studying himself, he reaches back to find Obi-Wan’s hands and put them on his curved hips, holding them there. “For the time being.”
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It took him longer than people might expect to grow attuned to his body, perhaps due to how long it took him to discover what being non-binary was. That helped him, and he learned to love his body, every piece of it. Now it’s entirely different.
When he leans back against Obi-Wan, he can feel the soft bulge of his cock against the small of his back, because he’s so much shorter now. His presence looms larger and Klaus shivers again, but not from the chill. It’s because he likes that difference in size.
“Okay, okay. Let’s do this before I freeze my new tits off,” Klaus murmurs, breathing in deep and pulling Obi-Wan’s hand away. He blinks against the sudden light and lets his gaze go first to Obi-Wan’s reflection before dipping lower to see his own. It’s startling, and Klaus’s eyes widen a bit as he reaches up to cup his rounder cheeks, pursing his fuller lips. He puts his hands on his hips and tilts his head, watching as his long hair spills over one shoulder.
He lets his hands slide up his soft stomach to cup his breasts, weighing them in his hands for a moment, breath catching as he thumbs at his rosy nipples. He plays with them idly as his gaze drops down between his legs, to the dark thatch of curls at the apex of them.
“I suppose it’ll do,” he says eventually, stepping back against Obi-Wan in hopes of feeling him against back again, perhaps a little harder this time. Still studying himself, he reaches back to find Obi-Wan’s hands and put them on his curved hips, holding them there. “For the time being.”