While Klaus has always been more slender than Obi-Wan, he never felt small when pinned underneath him, not until now. It's not a bad feeling. In fact, it's a very wonderful feeling, because he knows that he's safe. Over the course of his life, Klaus has felt truly safe around very few people. It's not a physical thing. He's never really been worried in that regard, but emotional safety? That's a rare thing for Klaus indeed.

And now, even with this sudden upheaval, he knows that it'll be okay because Obi-Wan is here with him, and as long as that stays true, Klaus is safe.

Klaus watches Obi-Wan's face as he presses their bodies together, and sees the subtle way his eyes seem to widen just as Klaus's lips part on a soft gasp. He can feel the press of Obi-Wan's cock against his cunt, separated by just a thin layer of cotton, and he lets out a low moan as his clit throbs, pleasure spreading outward from the core of him.

They kiss and Obi-Wan thumbs at his nipple and Klaus throbs again, thighs trembling as he wraps his arms tightly around Obi-Wan's shoulders.

"I'm pretty sure I'm ruining your pants," he murmurs against Obi-Wan's mouth, because he can feel how wet he is, and whether intentionally or not, they're grinding together like a couple of horny kids. He grins and nips softly at Obi's bottom lip, drawing his knees up as he slides one hand down to grab at Obi-Wan's ass. "You should probably take them off."