Krem whined as Gannicus kissed him like that, a deep sort of keen, a needy noise. And when Gannicus moved him, he made another noise, low and desperate. The soil and detritus of the ground dug into his knees, and he reached down between his thighs, holding Gannicus's cock steady as he pressed down on him with eager urgency.

"Oh," he breathed now, arching his head back, sinking until their hips were flush. "Fuck."