"Would prefer the bed to the floor, if we must," Krem said with a groan. He scraped his blunt nails across the back of Gannicus's shoulders, whimpering softly with each deep grind of cock into cunt. His breath was a wreck, a shivering masterpiece of pleasure.

He licked his lips and looked at Gannicus warily, cheeks dark with flush. "It would be nice to have to brace myself on something while you see if you can meld us into one."