Gannics yanked his hips back when he felt him squirm. Then he smacked his ass, the edge less playful than it had been in the past. He leaned low over him: They were roughly the same size, but Gannicus had the advantage of height and he used it. He used his knees to push Krem's further apart, then reached between them to guide himself back to his cunt.

He pushed in with a single, firm thrust. He pushed up, hand pressed between Krem's shoulders to keep him down. In just a moment he'd set a brutal pace, intent on filling the wood with the obscene sound of skin smacking against skin.