Krem sighed, watching the way that Gannicus's fingers curled around the toy, how he worked it like it was real, like this mattered for more than just show. He watched the way that Gannicus put his mouth to it, eyes soft and heavy-lidded, like he did to Krem's cunt.

It shot heat straight down through Krem's belly. Even if he couldn't feel this, he could feel what it meant.

He curled his fingers in Gannicus's hair, rocking his hips forward gently, testingly, to see how he took the weight and thickness of the toy--of his cock. He refused to take his eyes off him.