"Hm, well, I suppose I'll just have to make sure that happens," Obi-Wan murmurs in a distracted tone, although he's anything but. "Nothing to be done about it now. Once a man is spoiled, he always will be."
He doesn't believe Klaus is at all spoiled, doesn't believe his attention is anything overly special, something to be coveted. It just so happens they've found themselves together in a scenario that works wonderfully for them both, a life in which they're content and comfortable. Obi-Wan is grateful for that and he will do everything in his power to make sure he really can do this for as long as Klaus wants.
His lips slide along Klaus's throat, down toward the sharp line of his collarbones. He presses a kiss to the swell of one breast, cupping it in his hand at the same time, his thumb sweeping over the nipple.
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He doesn't believe Klaus is at all spoiled, doesn't believe his attention is anything overly special, something to be coveted. It just so happens they've found themselves together in a scenario that works wonderfully for them both, a life in which they're content and comfortable. Obi-Wan is grateful for that and he will do everything in his power to make sure he really can do this for as long as Klaus wants.
His lips slide along Klaus's throat, down toward the sharp line of his collarbones. He presses a kiss to the swell of one breast, cupping it in his hand at the same time, his thumb sweeping over the nipple.