"All I know is if you try to leave this bed, I will physically fight you," Klaus says with a breathless laugh, grinning as he tips his head back and reaches up to cup the back of Obi-Wan's head. Pleasure is still humming through him, and he gives another shiver as his thighs tighten around Obi-Wan's hips, keeping him close.

"Oh, wow," he says after a long moment, letting go of Obi-Wan so he can stretch his arms up over his head, thighs falling open as the weight of his breasts shifts upward on his chest. So many differences, some subtle and some not, and Klaus marvels at them all. "I feel great. What do you think?"

He smirks up at Obi-Wan and squeezes the walls of his cunt again, wiggling his hips a little as he lifts Obi's hand to press it against one of his breasts. "Do I feel great to you?"