Krem sighed against the kiss and, when it was gone from him, he returned to the young woman beneath his hands. He kissed and caressed her, fingers moving in a steady rhythm that drove such noise out of her, unbelievable in all it's breathy abandon.

He looked up from her, contemplating how to hold her so both men could see her, as Gannicus took that first plunge, and he had to bite his lip a moment, whimpering softly, as if he could feel it himself.