“I love you,” he echoes, using one finger slowly and then adding a second, pumping then slowly, curling them inside of Klaus’s body.

This isn’t the same sort of encounter they often have, where they’re already both aching even before they touch one another. It’s slower and it isn’t until Klaus’s hand wraps around his cock that Obi-Wan can feel himself beginning to get hard. He exhales, his breath shaking a little, then kisses Klaus again, slow and deep. His tongue slips into Klaus’s mouth, licking into him, breathing him in.

“How are you feeling?” he asks in a hushed voice. “Are you ready?”