Klaus makes a bit of a face when Obi-Wan says that they’ll go slow, but he doesn’t protest. It’s probably wise, given his size and the newness of this body, but Klaus has always been greedy, wanting everything all at once.
It does hurt, a little. Not in a bad way, nowhere near enough to make him want to stop. In fact, he’s a little bit fascinated by it, the pinch and sting, followed by a dull burn. He stares up at Obi-Wan the entirely time, making soft noises and clutching at his shoulders.
He’s well aware that virginity is a social construct and completely meaningless, but he also can’t help but to find the whole thing kind of beautiful. It’s another chance at a first time, and for this one, he’s completely sober. He’ll remember every second of it, because it’s with someone who loves him and yeah, it’s silly and sentimental to get emotional over getting his cherry popped by someone he’s already had sex with hundreds of times by now, but he’s getting all misty-eyed anyway.
When Obi-Wan bottoms out, thick cock as deep inside of Klaus as it can go, his breath hitches and he lets out a soft moan, staring up at Obi-Wan with something like wonder in his expression, eyes glossed over as he smiles.
“You feel so good,” he breathes out, letting his head fall back down to the pillow. He hums as he gives himself a moment to adjust, back arching a little as the burn gives way to pleasure. He clenches his muscles experimentally around Obi-Wan’s cock and lets out a pleased little squeak at how good it feels.
“Okay, big guy,” he teases in a rough voice, clenching his cunt down around Obi-Wan’s cock again and rocking his hips a little. “You can move now.” Klaus presses himself up onto his elbows so he can look down between their bodies, eyes wide as Obi-Wan’s cock slides out of his cunt and sinks back in slowly. “Fuck, that’s beautiful. Look at us, Obi.”
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It does hurt, a little. Not in a bad way, nowhere near enough to make him want to stop. In fact, he’s a little bit fascinated by it, the pinch and sting, followed by a dull burn. He stares up at Obi-Wan the entirely time, making soft noises and clutching at his shoulders.
He’s well aware that virginity is a social construct and completely meaningless, but he also can’t help but to find the whole thing kind of beautiful. It’s another chance at a first time, and for this one, he’s completely sober. He’ll remember every second of it, because it’s with someone who loves him and yeah, it’s silly and sentimental to get emotional over getting his cherry popped by someone he’s already had sex with hundreds of times by now, but he’s getting all misty-eyed anyway.
When Obi-Wan bottoms out, thick cock as deep inside of Klaus as it can go, his breath hitches and he lets out a soft moan, staring up at Obi-Wan with something like wonder in his expression, eyes glossed over as he smiles.
“You feel so good,” he breathes out, letting his head fall back down to the pillow. He hums as he gives himself a moment to adjust, back arching a little as the burn gives way to pleasure. He clenches his muscles experimentally around Obi-Wan’s cock and lets out a pleased little squeak at how good it feels.
“Okay, big guy,” he teases in a rough voice, clenching his cunt down around Obi-Wan’s cock again and rocking his hips a little. “You can move now.” Klaus presses himself up onto his elbows so he can look down between their bodies, eyes wide as Obi-Wan’s cock slides out of his cunt and sinks back in slowly. “Fuck, that’s beautiful. Look at us, Obi.”