Obi-Wan can't help but chuckle at Klaus's comments, even as his breath hitches slightly when Klaus's tongue teases at the pads of his fingers. He knows the invitation for what it is and so, with a bit of help, he slips his hand entirely into the front of Klaus's dress. The material really doesn't leave much to the imagination and Obi-Wan is relieved they're mostly alone in this theatre.

His wet fingertips circle Klaus's nipple before pinching gently, rolling the nipple between his thumb and forefinger.

"Yes, I do believe you're correct," he agrees in an almost absent tone. "Worth every penny."