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Aug. 6th, 2016 10:45 am![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
god_of_the_arenaGannicus has been excited since the beach, for, he felt, obvious reasons. He stayed close to Krem for the walk back to his apartment, not minding it at all. It was an excuse for more touching, more teasing: for building anticipation.
It had been a long time since he'd enjoyed penetration or even had thought toward it. Under Batiatus's roof he had endured many things against his will, but thankfully, rarely, that.
With Krem it was different. He wanted him, and trusted him, and desire did not fade at the thought that Krem wanted to be inside of him. If anything, it swelled. When they got to Krem's door he crowded behind him, not at all helpful as he tried to unlock it.
It had been a long time since he'd enjoyed penetration or even had thought toward it. Under Batiatus's roof he had endured many things against his will, but thankfully, rarely, that.
With Krem it was different. He wanted him, and trusted him, and desire did not fade at the thought that Krem wanted to be inside of him. If anything, it swelled. When they got to Krem's door he crowded behind him, not at all helpful as he tried to unlock it.
