He hit Krem again, and he wanted nothing more than to push into him when he saw the peek of his cunt between his thighs. Gannicus made a low, frustrated sound. He needed a condom. With a growl he pulled away to grab what he needed - he was intimately familiar with where Krem kept all his supplies now. Once his cock was covered he returned to desired position, sliding it over Krem's cunt, a tease and a promise.

Gannicus leaned low over him, mouth against his ear. "Would you have me, carissime? Tell me." He wanted to hear that Krem wanted him, even if he had overwhelming evidence.