Krem moaned into the kiss as soon as Gannicus's mouth was against his. The noise of the door shutting was reassuring, but more so was the press of their bodies back together again. Krem wound his arms around Gannicus's shoulders, drawing him close. He was feverishly desperate for more of him, for more of that edge of roughness from the woods, but also for some of the gentleness they'd shared with each other previous times as well. What a wonderful line to balance across.

He brought one arm down and pushed his hand into Gannicus's jeans and stroked him, leisurely and teasing, and then the other arm down to open his own jeans and push them down around his thighs invitingly.