Krem's eyelashes fluttered in the wake of the slap. A shiver bolted through him. He relaxed, trying to find a good angle to take Gannicus at without sputtering, letting out a little whine when Gannicus was deep in him, cock brushing the back of his throat. He could feel his mouth getting messy, desperate; there was no control over the moment, except Gannicus working him like this.