While he takes his time, wanting to be sure he doesn’t hurt Klaus at all, Obi-Wan is still enjoying every single moment of this. He watches the way Klaus’s body moves, the tightening of muscles, the sheen of sweat on his skin. Klaus is almost shining in the low light of the room, his body moving in time with each thrust of Obi-Wan’s finger. When he feels like Klaus’s body has adjusted, he carefully adds a second, watching for a reaction.

“How does it feel?” he asks, his breathing heavy. While he can hold himself off for as long as he needs to, there is a beginning sense of impatience he can feel. One he doesn’t want to ignore. One he suspects Klaus doesn’t want him to ignore either.

His cock feels heavy between his legs, aching and warm, but he’ll still wait for Klaus to tell him he’s ready.