"Oh, I see. You're very proud of yourself," Klaus says as he straddles Obi-Wan's thighs and sinks down to sit in his lap, pulling the robe back so that it doesn't get stuck underneath him.

Klaus's hands go to either side of Obi-Wan's face and he thumbs at the corners of that beautiful smile, huffing out an amused breath as he stares at the face of the man that he loves.

"Wore me out like that and didn't even bring me breakfast in bed," he admonishes playfully, clicking his tongue and shaking his head as if he's disappointed, as if Obi-Wan could ever disappoint him. "What are we to do about your lack of manners, Kenobi?"