Obi-Wan has never had anyone like this. He has loved before and he's had sexual, intimate relationships before, but never quite like this. With Satine, they had been hidden and rushed, forced to spend any intimate moments together in the shadows, always glancing over their shoulders. With others, he'd enjoyed friendship and sex, but he hadn't loved them. Not like this.

So he can only nod at Klaus's statement, knowing it to be true. No one does take care of him like Klaus does. No one else ever will.

He exhales sharply at the first press of Klaus's fingers, his hips jerking forward almost in surprise, even though he had known the touch was coming. Then, with a needy sounding moan, he pushes back against them, pressing himself against Klaus, indicating he wants more as he leans in for another long kiss.