They so often come in tandem with each other, one after another, and it's only when Obi-Wan doesn't immediately follow him that Klaus realizes how unusual that is, how special they are. But then he remembers why, and his body shivers in pleasure as he lifts his head to grab Obi-Wan's chin and give him a kiss.
"You're just as filthy as I am," he murmurs against Obi-Wan's mouth, grinning widely and biting at his bottom lip again. "I love it. Turn over when I pull out, up on your knees."
He swallows hard as he sits up, looking down at where they're joined before he slides out of Obi-Wan and grabs his hip, moving out of the way so he can flip Obi-Wan over onto his hands and knees. Klaus gets in a similar position behind him, grabbing Obi-Wan by the backs of his knees to press them further apart. And then he moves his hands to Obi's ass, spreading his cheeks with his thumbs and watching, waited with his breath caught in his throat.
When Klaus's come starts to leak from Obi-Wan's hole, he can't help the moan that he lets out. It's obscene, and Klaus feels a flush run through him, cheeks going pink as he stares with wide-eyed awe. It's not just that it's incredibly erotic, but it means something. He never thought that he would get to have this with anyone, let alone someone so incredible.
"Stars, Obi," he breathes out, watching a bead of come roll along the crease of his thigh before reaching down to gather it on his thumb, sliding it up to press the digit into Obi-Wan's ass, just like he promised that he would, and then he leans in to follow the trail with his mouth, sliding his thumb out only to drag his tongue across Obi's hole instead, whimpering at the taste of himself, of them.
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"You're just as filthy as I am," he murmurs against Obi-Wan's mouth, grinning widely and biting at his bottom lip again. "I love it. Turn over when I pull out, up on your knees."
He swallows hard as he sits up, looking down at where they're joined before he slides out of Obi-Wan and grabs his hip, moving out of the way so he can flip Obi-Wan over onto his hands and knees. Klaus gets in a similar position behind him, grabbing Obi-Wan by the backs of his knees to press them further apart. And then he moves his hands to Obi's ass, spreading his cheeks with his thumbs and watching, waited with his breath caught in his throat.
When Klaus's come starts to leak from Obi-Wan's hole, he can't help the moan that he lets out. It's obscene, and Klaus feels a flush run through him, cheeks going pink as he stares with wide-eyed awe. It's not just that it's incredibly erotic, but it means something. He never thought that he would get to have this with anyone, let alone someone so incredible.
"Stars, Obi," he breathes out, watching a bead of come roll along the crease of his thigh before reaching down to gather it on his thumb, sliding it up to press the digit into Obi-Wan's ass, just like he promised that he would, and then he leans in to follow the trail with his mouth, sliding his thumb out only to drag his tongue across Obi's hole instead, whimpering at the taste of himself, of them.