"Too right I saw that, love!" Bill was obviously thrilled, beaming at him with pride and admiration. Sure it was just a twitch of a cup, but it was magic and having seen how Klaus loved Bill's magic to see him with some of his own? It was special. Klaus had felt powerless and afraid in Vegas, unable to protect himself and Bill didn't just want to promise to be there to protect him. No he wanted the other man to feel like he could protect himself, to have that kind of independence.
Klaus asked him what they did now and Bill, well he took just about any in he could get and took that moment to kiss him. He walked him back against the cabinets, pushing him up to sit on them as he kissed him long and deep. Of course kissing gave way to getting under his shirt which quickly lead to getting into his trousers and Bill didn't get out of any of his own clothes, frantic simply from the utter excitement and the delicious tightness of Klaus open and wet around his fingers.
Bill pinned Klaus hand over his head, wand still in his hand as he fucked him rough and slow, unable to decide what to watch the wand or the way his cock pushed into him and settling with looking between the two. His hand joined Klaus's on the wand and he was careful to aim it above their heads, red and gold snowflakes erupting from the end as he bit down on Klaus' shoulder. "Looks like it means you really are magic," Bill grit out and sure it was late but he'd been busy.