"Well, you are the closest, so I guess you'll have to do," he teases, smirking as Obi-Wan's hands slide along his thighs. Klaus can take care of himself, for the most part, but he is only human. A well-trained human, sure, but he's still just a man. His powers couldn't be used in a fight, not like those of his siblings, and he always felt a little extra exposed when they went out on missions. He felt so much more breakable than them.

So, even though he's loathe to admit it, he likes knowing Obi-Wan would have his back with all of his Jedi powers. For all that he claims not to need anyone, he likes being part of a team.

"Oh yeah?" Klaus grins and sits up, making a show of pulling his shirt up over his head, tossing it aside and shaking out his hair. He lifts his hands to rest the top of his stacked fingers under his chin, elbows up in a classic pin up pose. "How's this?"