Obi-Wan kisses Klaus like he has to, like it's imperative, and Klaus can relate. It's not addiction, because Klaus knows what that's like. This is something healthier, something pure, something that makes both of them better people.
He loses himself in the kiss, and it's only when Obi-Wan pulls away that Klaus remembers that he's nervous. It's ridiculous, he knows that it is, but he can't help it. He isn't scared, and he isn't having any doubts, but there's a trembling anticipation that he's never felt with sex before. And it isn't just the sex. It's what this represents, and Klaus still feels bewildered that he's found it. That, and eternally grateful.
Thankfully, Obi-Wan doesn't ask him if he's sure, doesn't tease him, just positions himself and presses inside of Klaus, slick and bare. He didn't know how different it would feel, if he would really even be able to tell, but he can. His eyes widen and he gasps, realizing that every other time he's been fucked, the sensation has been dulled. This is so much better, and Obi's cock feels so much hotter inside of him.
Klaus lets out a surprised choked sort of whimper and hooks his knees over Obi-Wan's hips, clutching at his shoulders as he stares up at him with wide-eyed awe. It feels almost primal in a way, and more intimate than anything he's ever felt. No barriers, none at all. Just the two of them, locked together in a passionate embrace.
"Obi." He lets out a choked gasp, feeling his eyes sting as emotion swells inside of him, making his heart pound inside of his chest. Klaus hasn't asked, but he's pretty certain that this isn't Obi-Wan's first time without using protection. He never seemed all that concerned about it, not like Klaus, and he's suddenly nervous that this moment isn't quite as big of a deal to him. But that's okay, he realizes. Klaus knows that Obi-Wan knows what this means to him, so even if the actual sensation isn't as mind-blowing as it is to Klaus, the moment is just as big. Just as important. "How's it feel?"
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He loses himself in the kiss, and it's only when Obi-Wan pulls away that Klaus remembers that he's nervous. It's ridiculous, he knows that it is, but he can't help it. He isn't scared, and he isn't having any doubts, but there's a trembling anticipation that he's never felt with sex before. And it isn't just the sex. It's what this represents, and Klaus still feels bewildered that he's found it. That, and eternally grateful.
Thankfully, Obi-Wan doesn't ask him if he's sure, doesn't tease him, just positions himself and presses inside of Klaus, slick and bare. He didn't know how different it would feel, if he would really even be able to tell, but he can. His eyes widen and he gasps, realizing that every other time he's been fucked, the sensation has been dulled. This is so much better, and Obi's cock feels so much hotter inside of him.
Klaus lets out a surprised choked sort of whimper and hooks his knees over Obi-Wan's hips, clutching at his shoulders as he stares up at him with wide-eyed awe. It feels almost primal in a way, and more intimate than anything he's ever felt. No barriers, none at all. Just the two of them, locked together in a passionate embrace.
"Obi." He lets out a choked gasp, feeling his eyes sting as emotion swells inside of him, making his heart pound inside of his chest. Klaus hasn't asked, but he's pretty certain that this isn't Obi-Wan's first time without using protection. He never seemed all that concerned about it, not like Klaus, and he's suddenly nervous that this moment isn't quite as big of a deal to him. But that's okay, he realizes. Klaus knows that Obi-Wan knows what this means to him, so even if the actual sensation isn't as mind-blowing as it is to Klaus, the moment is just as big. Just as important. "How's it feel?"