Klaus presses up into the kiss, nipping at Obi-Wan's bottom lip as he pulls away to make his way down Klaus's body. He pulls the shirt up and even though it's delicate and should be unbuttoned, he doesn't much care if he ruins it. He can always buy another shirt, and on some level, he must have hoped that it would happen just like this.
He tosses the shirt aside but leaves on the black lace gloves for now, because he likes how he must look in just them and his skirt, pushed up over his knees as he spreads them shamelessly wide apart. Obi-Wan's hand slides up his thigh, so close to where he wants it, and he lets out a needy whimper as the man's beard drags across the skin of his belly.
"I fingered myself before we left," he admits breathlessly. It's not unusual for him to prep himself at least a little before they go to a party, because when it comes to anal sex, it's better to prepare for spontaneity. Klaus tells Obi-Wan this because he likes how Obi-Wan always reacts to the news. He isn't a possessive man, no, but he must like knowing that thinks of him when he has his slick fingers in himself. "I'm wet for you, Obi. Can you feel it?"
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He tosses the shirt aside but leaves on the black lace gloves for now, because he likes how he must look in just them and his skirt, pushed up over his knees as he spreads them shamelessly wide apart. Obi-Wan's hand slides up his thigh, so close to where he wants it, and he lets out a needy whimper as the man's beard drags across the skin of his belly.
"I fingered myself before we left," he admits breathlessly. It's not unusual for him to prep himself at least a little before they go to a party, because when it comes to anal sex, it's better to prepare for spontaneity. Klaus tells Obi-Wan this because he likes how Obi-Wan always reacts to the news. He isn't a possessive man, no, but he must like knowing that thinks of him when he has his slick fingers in himself. "I'm wet for you, Obi. Can you feel it?"