It takes mere moments to get undressed, his t-shirt slipped over his head, the soft sweatpants he likes to wear around the apartment shimmied out of and discarded. Obi-Wan does this all while turning over, seeing little reason to play coy or pretend this isn't something he wants terribly. Being with Klaus is a gift, a chance at a life he thought beyond his grasp.
A life he had almost given up being a Jedi for and would have, had she asked.
But now other choices have been made for him, written in history, and in his appearance in Darrow. And so they all get to have lives they wouldn't have thought. Much of Obi-Wan's is right here, wrapped up in this man.
"You're full of naughty ideas, aren't you?" he asks with a gasp, the last word breaking as Klaus's fingers push inside of him. He can feel Klaus's teeth against his skin, too, and he groans with pleasure, pushing back against his fingers.
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A life he had almost given up being a Jedi for and would have, had she asked.
But now other choices have been made for him, written in history, and in his appearance in Darrow. And so they all get to have lives they wouldn't have thought. Much of Obi-Wan's is right here, wrapped up in this man.
"You're full of naughty ideas, aren't you?" he asks with a gasp, the last word breaking as Klaus's fingers push inside of him. He can feel Klaus's teeth against his skin, too, and he groans with pleasure, pushing back against his fingers.