Their movements are slow, not quite careful, but sleepy, as if they’re both only half awake. Obi-Wan supposes that might be the case, neither of them wanting to fully come awake, wanting to simply bask in the moment of being together, having this connection uninterrupted by anything else.

He wraps his arms around Klaus, holding him close, their movements slow and deep, motions that come from knowing one another so well. Klaus’s body is warm around his cock, tight and perfect, every movement of his thighs making Obi-Wan shudder with pleasure.

“It is,” he agrees, breathless, whispering. He finds Klaus’s mouth in the dark, kissing him slowly and deeply as they rock together. It’s a reminder for them both that he’s alive, he’s here in Obi-Wan’s arms, alive and whole.