If there actually is a heaven, excluding that strange little purgatory he visited, Klaus hopes that it's something like this. Dirty sex with a beautiful man who loves him, who cares about him and wants him to be happy, who Klaus loves just as much in return.

Klaus tips his head when Obi-Wan licks at his throat, feeling the soft scrape of his beard before it's gone and suddenly the grip around his throat is tighter. It sends a little thrill through him, like an electric shock of adrenaline even though he knows that he isn't in danger. His cock twitches in the water, hips jerking as the head of Obi's cock nestles between the cheeks of his ass, making him let out a needy moan.

"Are you going to make me beg, master?" He rasps out, voice quiet and a little strained from the pressure on his throat, and he smiles when Obi's grip on his hip tightens.

Oh yes, Klaus thinks. This is heaven.