He wanted to come inside Krem. He wanted to feel their fluids mingle, wanted to see it when he pulled out. Gannicus clenched his jaw, fucking Krem through it, nearly losing himself in the eager tightness, in the sharp cries tearing from Krem.

With a growl of his own he forced himself to pull out, though his hips didn't stop desperate movement; instead he thrust against Krem's stomach, rubbing lewdly against him until he came in stripes across Krem's skin.