Klaus has an ease with his body Obi-Wan has rarely seen it anyone else. Even in this body, one he barely knows, there's a sense of simply accepting and belonging, and Obi-Wan watches with a bit of awe in his expression as Klaus moves, partially undressing, and then pressing against him.
His hands slide around his body, pressing to the small of his back, and he smiles at the request, eyes bright.
"Oh, I think that could be arranged," he promises in a low voice before he ducks his head to catch Klaus's mouth in another deep kiss. He walks them back at the same time, feeling his way along the hall with ease, then pushes them into the bedroom. The door creaks open with a wave of his hand, moved by the Force, and then sheets on the bed turn back to welcome them.
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His hands slide around his body, pressing to the small of his back, and he smiles at the request, eyes bright.
"Oh, I think that could be arranged," he promises in a low voice before he ducks his head to catch Klaus's mouth in another deep kiss. He walks them back at the same time, feeling his way along the hall with ease, then pushes them into the bedroom. The door creaks open with a wave of his hand, moved by the Force, and then sheets on the bed turn back to welcome them.