They really should not be behaving in such a manner in a public and shared space like this and, were he not still at least partly under the influence of the chocolates, Obi-Wan likes to think he would have more self-control. But in this moment, all he can do is let his head thump back against the wall of the elevator, allowing it to take his weight and support him, then push his fingers through Klaus's hair.

"Stars," he breathes and he knows what Klaus wants, but he also knows they can't get carried away right here and now. Still, he holds the back of Klaus's head and rolls his hips, his cock sinking deeper into Klaus's mouth.