Obi-Wan's voice is low and commanding and Klaus can't imagine that he ever would have gotten anything done if Obi-Wan were his commanding officer. He would have been too distracted by trying to get into the general's pants.
He's a little lost in this fantasy, and the sudden slap takes him by surprise. He lets out a quiet yelp, high pitched and feminine, and his eyes widen a bit even has the sting of pain morphs into a fuzzy sort of pleasure. He wasn't expecting to be spanked, and it's such a turn on that Obi-Wan can still take him by surprise after all this time.
Klaus bends at the hip a little more and reaches out to rest one palm on the cool edge of the sink, resisting the urge to turn his head and look behind him.
"It was terribly inappropriate," he says in a simpering tone. "I'll take whatever punishment that you think that I deserve."
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He's a little lost in this fantasy, and the sudden slap takes him by surprise. He lets out a quiet yelp, high pitched and feminine, and his eyes widen a bit even has the sting of pain morphs into a fuzzy sort of pleasure. He wasn't expecting to be spanked, and it's such a turn on that Obi-Wan can still take him by surprise after all this time.
Klaus bends at the hip a little more and reaches out to rest one palm on the cool edge of the sink, resisting the urge to turn his head and look behind him.
"It was terribly inappropriate," he says in a simpering tone. "I'll take whatever punishment that you think that I deserve."