"I'm so glad you did," Obi-Wan answers, though his lips part, mouth falling open as Klaus's hips move and he's deeper still, thrusting a bit quicker. Words escape Obi-Wan now, at least for the moment, and he just allows himself to sink into the sensation of the moment.

He's here, wrapped up in this man he loves, in a world without war. Life will never be perfect, Obi-Wan has no such expectations, but as far as his future goes, this is much better than he had ever imagined himself having. There is peace in Darrow. There is family and there is love. More love than he thinks he's ever known before and so much of that is because of this man right here.

"Please," he murmurs without knowing what he's asking for. More, he thinks, just more. Of everything Klaus is willing to give.