"There it is," Krem breathed when Gannicus arched and squirmed. It was a lovely, radical sight. It thrilled in Krem. He was reminded of teasing and touching him that first time after they'd been out at the club, when they'd come back and he'd gone to knee and touched him like this so briefly. Now, instead of teasing, it was with promise.

He groaned softly as Gannicus managed to get lips and teeth on him again. That sank a shiver of light through him again as well, delightful, radiant. He scissored his fingers slowly, keeping his fingers against that sweet spot as best he could.