Krem laughed delightedly, keeping his legs wrapped around Gannicus's waist and his arms around his shoulders and trying to keep his hips as still as possible. The walk from doorway to bedroom was short, but aching. Every step was a pleasurable jostle, until Krem was panting raggedly as he was set down on the bed.

He unwound himself from around Gannicus's torso, splaying his legs wide on the bed. His fingers trailed down, and he groaned to touch his skin when he reached for the root of his cock. It had been ages.

"You must pull out before you come," he breathed. But then, on the next breath, "Fuck me well."