Gannicus pushed deep and stayed there, grinding his hips lewdly against Krem's. His back arched at the scratch of nails across his skin. He kissed Krem, then slid his hands to adjust his hold.

"Keep your hold on me," he urged. The bedroom wasn't fair - he was fairly sure he could get them there as they were, with some cooperation. If Krem preferred the bed to the floor, he would have it.

It took some doing, but he managed it, and he set Krem on the bed rather than dropping him - he didn't want to lose his place.