It's a rather luxurious feeling, allowing himself to be taken care of in such a manner, both intimate and relaxing. When Klaus passes him the champagne bottle, Obi-Wan takes a drink from it, then settles on the bed, a little sound slipping out of him as Klaus cleans his skin. If he hadn't been in love before, he knows he would be now, after all the effort Klaus has put forth tonight to make this something special. To give him these moments of quiet, of calm and relaxation, moments when he feels important, not because he's a Jedi or a general, but because someone loves him.

This wonderful man loves him.

"Ah, yes," he murmurs when Klaus climbs into his lap, his arms wrapped around his waist. A teasing grin curves his lips beneath his moustache. "Saving money, the primary motivation I had behind suggesting we get tested so we might have sex without condoms. Nothing at all to do with the intimacy or how it feels."

He spends so little to begin with, needing nothing more than food and to pay for his utilities. Being able to buy things for Klaus has been one of the things he most enjoys about having access to funds in Darrow.