"And I know just how to spend it," Klaus replies, closing his eyes and humming happily as Obi-Wan's teeth sink into his lower lip. It sends a pleasing spark of pleasure tumble down his spine, and he opens his eyes to look up at Obi-Wan, feeling them crinkle at the corners with fondness.

"Can I open you up?" He asks, kissing him again before leaning over to fumble open the bedside drawer to grab the lube. The only reason that it ever makes it back into the drawer is because Obi-Wan puts it away. If Klaus had his way, he'd cut out the step entirely. "I love how you feel around my fingers."