"Mm, well, it is quite naughty," Klaus whispers back in a playful simper, humming as he tips his head to the side to feel Obi-Wan's beard against the sensitive skin of his neck. "I'll tell you inside."

It's not as if he has any problem asking for terribly naughty things in public, but he just wants to be inside faster. They've had to pull apart so many times tonight, and Klaus wants to get where them where they won't have to let go again.

The elevator doors open and Klaus leads him to the apartment and through the front door, where he turns to lock it with a satisfying click. At last.

Klaus steps out of his shoes and pulls off his jacket, dragging the straps his dress down his shoulders so he can pull his arms out of both. His dress falls down around his waist again and he slowly approaches Obi-Wan, pressing his small hands to Obi's chest and sliding them upward.

"As much as I've loved having you in my cunt these past few days," he begins in a low, seductive tone, fingers curling over Obi-Wan's shoulders. "I'm thinking that I want your cock in my ass while I'm still like this, after you open me up real slow."