Klaus loved this, loved the way Bill wasn't overly careful with him. He was kind of course, he'd taken his time and worked him open, made sure that Klaus was just as ready for it as he was. But like this with Bill over him thrusting into him with those quick snaps of his hips - Klaus knew that Bill was exactly what he'd wanted. Someone who wasn't so caught up in leading the way anymore than he was in being directed.
Simply put they fit well together, they moved well together and as Bill shifted and began moving as he wanted, at his own pace seeking out his own pleasure, Klaus canted his hips and met each one of those thrusts with a low groan of pleasure.
"That's perfect, fuck Bill." He clutched at Bill's shoulders and urged him on with both his words and the movements of his body, eager for everything that Bill might give him. The magic had been fun, he'd been caught up by it, but Bill simply on his own, was just right. Klaus didn't need anything more than this to be entirely caught up in him.