Obi's response sends a flush of arousal through him, enough of one that he shivers and moans, biting at the swell of Obi's ass before pulling back again. A bead of come leaks out of him again, and Klaus watches as it rolls down to Obi-Wan's balls. He's mesmerized by the sight of it, staring for a moment before leans in to lap it up with his tongue, lifting Obi's balls in his palm so he can carefully pull one into his mouth.

Once he releases it, he reaches further between Obi-Wan's legs to curl his hand around Obi's cock, finding it wet and stiff, molten hot to the touch, and he gives it a slow stroke as he licks his way back to Obi's hole. He can feel the messy slickness of himself against his tongue, and gives another shudder. This is intimacy beyond measure, and it's not just the act itself, but knowing that they can have this at all, knowing that he's found someone to trust this much, someone who trusts him just the same.

A part of him wants to stuff his cock back into Obi-Wan just like this, but he's already come twice and the night is still relatively young, so he better pace himself. Besides, right now he just wants to make Obi-Wan feel good, so Klaus fucks him with his tongue instead, groaning as he presses it in as deep as he can while his hand works Obi's cock.

"Is this how you want to come?" Klaus asks breathlessly, once he's able to tear himself away. "You can have anything, sweetheart. Anything you want."