For some reason, despite all else Klaus has said and offered him, Obi-Wan hadn't expected that and he's still for a moment, allowing himself to bask in the meaning of such an offer. It's significant, a display of trust, and he means to treat it as the true gift it is.

"I will give it the careful consideration it deserves," he promises just before he licks the crease of Klaus's thigh, pressing his nose to his skin and breathing him in.

"Now," he murmurs, head tilted just enough that his breath slips over Klaus's heated skin. He can smell him, practically taste him, and Obi-Wan's cock gives a twitch of arousal. "How many times was it you wanted me to make you come?"