Sometimes Klaus thinks that these lazy mornings might be his favorite part.
It's not as if he and his past lovers were never around each other in the morning. Sometimes it was awkward, but more often it was cordial because he often went after other people who were looking for the same thing. Sometimes there would even be another quick fuck or a shared breakfast before they parted ways, but it was never this.
Klaus knows how Obi-Wan likes his tea. He knows what his bare feet look like against the kitchen floor when they're half-covered by sweats that are too long for him. He knows what Obi-Wan tastes like in the sunlight, happy and warm with sleep. It's intimate in a way he'd never known before this man.
He puts his hands on Obi-Wan's where they're resting on his hips, smiling at the playful tone and the well-acted sigh. Klaus takes Obi-Wan's hands and lifts them over his head before suddenly rocking him back against the cushions, looming over him with a sly grin as he pins Obi-Wan's hands above his head.
"Mm, I've got an idea," Klaus teases, leaning in to kiss him softly, smiling against his mouth. "I'm thinking a little time on your back might set you straight."
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It's not as if he and his past lovers were never around each other in the morning. Sometimes it was awkward, but more often it was cordial because he often went after other people who were looking for the same thing. Sometimes there would even be another quick fuck or a shared breakfast before they parted ways, but it was never this.
Klaus knows how Obi-Wan likes his tea. He knows what his bare feet look like against the kitchen floor when they're half-covered by sweats that are too long for him. He knows what Obi-Wan tastes like in the sunlight, happy and warm with sleep. It's intimate in a way he'd never known before this man.
He puts his hands on Obi-Wan's where they're resting on his hips, smiling at the playful tone and the well-acted sigh. Klaus takes Obi-Wan's hands and lifts them over his head before suddenly rocking him back against the cushions, looming over him with a sly grin as he pins Obi-Wan's hands above his head.
"Mm, I've got an idea," Klaus teases, leaning in to kiss him softly, smiling against his mouth. "I'm thinking a little time on your back might set you straight."