On another day he would have held on longer, drawn this out and made it last as long as possible. Really savoring the moment, but let's be honest, patience had never been one of Klaus' strong suits especially when he was right in the middle of something he wanted desperately. And Ben - he was something that Klaus wanted, had wanted for so long and now here he was perfect and everything that Klaus could have asked for and he was going to make a mess of them both. Not at all content with the idea that it might just be Ben doing that.
He groaned and nodded, when Ben urged him on. "Yeah," He nodded, his head pressed against Ben's shoulder. "Yeah, I am."
He rutted against Ben, driving himself into the ring of his fingers, the twists and shifts of Ben's grip only urging him on and in the end push him over that edge, spilling over Ben's fingers with a strangled groan as his body tensed and he gave in.