Gannicus pouted when Krem pulled away, out of reach out his mouth. When he realized why, he felt a nervous, excited thrill. He let his head fall back, thighs relaxing further apart when a slick finger presses against him, then into him. His hips lift in a faint jerk - it felt cold - but soon enough he settled down again and he lolled his head to watch Krem.

It felt fine, and he gave a lazy roll of his hips toward Krem's hand, encouraging. Maybe it was over-confidence, but this was good so far.