There's only one way to become champion

Krem's voice, the fingers tight in his hair, only served as desperate encouragement. His hand moved quickly, roughly, urging the frantic answering grind of Krem's hips. He lifted his head to mark Krem's thigh in bites and sucked bruises; his hand curved until the heel pressed against his clit, giving him something to grind and press against while Gannicus's mouth was otherwise occupied.