"I've become something of a fan," Klaus replies, grinning as he tips his head back to make room for Obi-Wan's questing mouth. The weight of him is warm and heavy in a comforting way, and Klaus draws his knees up on either side of Obi-Wan's hips.

"You've spoiled me," he adds as he reaches up to stretch his arms up over his head, offering himself up for more kisses. He's teasing, but it's also kind of true. Klaus is spoiled in so many ways just because he's somehow, against all odds, captured this wonderful man's attention. "I have to be treated like this for the rest of my life."

Again, his tone is light, but there's an admission in it, too. He doesn't ever want this to end. Sometimes it startles him to think it, but he could stay here, just like this, and be happy for all the days he has left.