A large part of what makes this all so appealing, what makes burning pleasure ripple through him, is the knowledge that Klaus is trusting him with something so significant. So special. He could hurt Klaus here if he wanted to and while they both know he would never house such a desire, the possibility to remains, and so the trust remains, which only serves to arouse Obi-Wan further.
His hands finally drop from either side of the pond, slipping beneath the water to grip Klaus by the waist, pulling them closer together, wrapping Klaus's thighs more firmly around him. The hard length of Klaus's cock presses to his belly and Obi-Wan moans, his own cock achingly hard, pressed against the curve of Klaus's ass from below.
"All day?" he asks in a tone that wavers somewhere between overwhelmed with desire and teasing. He's trying to maintain this resolve, knowing how much Klaus likes it, and finding it terribly difficult when all he wants to do is hold Klaus to the wall of this pool and press inside of him. Instead he tightens the grip he has on Klaus's throat for a moment, harder than he has before, and then loosens it a second later, the touch turning almost into a caress.
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His hands finally drop from either side of the pond, slipping beneath the water to grip Klaus by the waist, pulling them closer together, wrapping Klaus's thighs more firmly around him. The hard length of Klaus's cock presses to his belly and Obi-Wan moans, his own cock achingly hard, pressed against the curve of Klaus's ass from below.
"All day?" he asks in a tone that wavers somewhere between overwhelmed with desire and teasing. He's trying to maintain this resolve, knowing how much Klaus likes it, and finding it terribly difficult when all he wants to do is hold Klaus to the wall of this pool and press inside of him. Instead he tightens the grip he has on Klaus's throat for a moment, harder than he has before, and then loosens it a second later, the touch turning almost into a caress.