[The hand in Nobunaga's hair tightens reflexively, legs moving apart.] Fuck. [Yes, he's aware they are in public, but their thoughts on that are a little fuzzy on public decency. All the same, when a part of his brain checks back in, he laughs softly.] Ho-how can you even...ahh...even talk like... [Like what? Well, they're mildly distracted mid-thought by Nobunaga's mouth and there's a wild, utterly stupid moment where he almost quotes some dumb joke he'd heard.] God, you're hot.

[Truly, Klaus is not a poet.] Babe, nothing can stand in your way. Not when your mouth is so distracting. [It's funny that being conquered wasn't ever something that Klaus felt was a thing that would turn him on, but it is. And he's about to comment that, yes, he is all his. Completely. But the kiss keeps his mouth occupied. So their free hand slowly travels down to press lightly against him through his pants before slowly moving up towards the waistband.]

I would let you have everything and anything you wanted. I am yours. All of me. And you are mine. [They've gotten better at figuring out how to get inside Nobunaga's pants since the start and so they make a point to do so, stroking him in kind.] So if you want anything in particular right now...ask.