Krem leaned back into Gannicus, calm and reassured, comforted by the gentle touch. It settled him, gentled all the rough and ragged edges their fucking had left behind. What a comfort it was, just to be touched and held as he washed away the outward evidence of their debauchery, leaving only the pleasant ache in his hips.

"I can stay on the couch, so you can rest," Krem offered, though he was fairly certain Gannicus would refuse it. And Krem preferred it that way as well. He could lie still and catch what sleep he could.