Klaus was like him, he was looking for a way to avoid long and meaningful connection without ever having to feel like he was alone. Bill was good at it, had it down to a fine art. Maybe that's why the intimacy of the moment took him by surprise.
Bill had thought he was good looking the moment he'd seen him, but Klaus was more beautiful like this. There was something a little messy and raw about him and Bill groaned as he felt Klaus' nails catch in the flesh of his shoulders. He arched his back and his eyes fell closed as he just enjoyed the push and pull, the velvet grip of his body.
He slowed after a few minutes, glassy eyes sliding open so he could watch his hand trail down the center of his chest. Bill stilled buried all the way inside him as he got a hand around Klaus' dick. "You're so sexy, love. So needy," Bill murmured low and fond.