Obi-Wan can't help but laugh as well, breathless and trembling as he holds Klaus pinned to the door. He had felt the way Klaus's muscles had contracted as he'd come, had felt this body all but clinging to him, and he exhales again, breathing out against Klaus's throat.

"Yes, we are rather good at this, aren't we?" he agrees with another laugh.

Very carefully, very gently, he eases himself out of Klaus and then settles him back down on the floor, taking care not to drop him. He kisses Klaus's neck, then his cheek, then lifts his hands to cup Klaus's face and kisses his mouth gently, lingering for as long as he can.