Obi-Wan asks, and Klaus is helpless against it, so he plants his palm more securely into the cushion and adjusts the angle of his hips so he can change the pace. He fucks Obi-Wan a little faster, striking his prostate with each thrust, and reaches between their bodies to wrap his fingers around Obi-Wan's cock.

"I want you to come for me, darling," Klaus purrs out, stroking in time with his thrusts. He stares down at Obi-Wan, awed by the open pleasure on his face. Normally, Obi-Wan is so composed. He keeps his cool in nearly any situation, but Klaus has the power to fuck that out of him. His face is as naked as the rest of him, contorted in pleasure, and Klaus is entranced. "You're so beautiful when you come."