Gannicus slid back when Krem rocked forward, just enough to be sure he wouldn't choke. Then he bobbed his head, a bit more sure of himself as he found a familiar rhythm; he could call to memory when Krem did this for him, and it did not take much effort to remember what he liked.

He kept one hand at the base of Krem's cock but the other was free to explore the edges of what Krem wore, until he pushed his hand down the back to grab Krem's ass.