Hearing his name like that makes Klaus feel powerful, like he can do anything, but he doesn't want anything. He just wants this, wants him, and he lets out a low moan as he moves Obi-Wan's leg to the side so that Klaus can lean over him, planting one hand into the mattress next to Obi's head.

His other hand grips Obi-Wan's hip and he draws back only to thrust back into him hard, crying out sharply before ducking in for another kiss, messy and biting. He lets go of Obi's hip to cup his face instead, panting as he starts rolling his hips, fucking him with quick, deep thrusts. It's more frenzied than their earlier encounter, a little more desperate, and Klaus moans out Obi-Wan's name and bites at his chin.

"You feel so fucking good," he pants out, pulling back just enough to get a clear look at Obi-Wan's face, watching how he reacts to every thrust, dragging his fingers down the side of his neck and down his chest to grab his hip again.