“I’ll be here long past tomorrow,” he promises, breathing hard against Klaus’s shoulder. He’s still more rocking into him than proper thrusts, something about that slow, deep movement making him feel as if his spine has lit up with pleasure, his body consumed by a low burning fire.

Obi-Wan shudders, gasping Klaus’s name, his orgasm spilling out of him, coming inside of Klaus with a moan. As ever, with Klaus, he feels centred, grounded to this moment and all their shared experiences. He feels loved beyond all measure and he feels a great sense of fulfillment. Being with Klaus has never felt like anything else.

For a long time, Obi-Wan continues to rock into Klaus gently, barely moving at all, just enough to remind them both they’re here, together.