It wasn't hard to fall into a rhythm and he found himself moving to meet every push of Krem's hips. He sank lower, weight on his forearms. He soaked in Krem's touch as his lips drifted over his back, calloused hands gripped his hips. His breath catches and for a moment he stills, a euphoric look crossing his face.

"Fuck," he gasps. Gannicus felt his cock throb in answer to the delicious pressure and he tried to stay just as he was to chance it again.