Obi-Wan curls over him, pinning Klaus down and fucking into him, pressing the toy in deep with every thrust of his hips. He comes, cock pulsing inside of Klaus's body, and then goes still. Klaus is as full as he's ever been, pinned between Obi-Wan's cock and the toy, and the persistent buzz against that spot inside of him overtakes him again, sending another wave of pleasure crashing through him as his legs shake.

It drags on and on and Klaus's eyes roll back a little, chest heaving as he grabs at Obo-Wan's shoulders to try and push him back because now it's too much. He's gone as far as he can go and he whimpers as he reaches behind them to turn off the toy, sliding it out of his body even as his trembling legs tighten to keep Obi-Wan there.

"Holy shit," Klaus pants out, laughing breathlessly as he drops the toy on the bed and puts his hands on his forehead, still twitching a little as aftershocks roll through him. "Consider that record well smashed, Obi."