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Gannicus has been excited since the beach, for, he felt, obvious reasons. He stayed close to Krem for the walk back to his apartment, not minding it at all. It was an excuse for more touching, more teasing: for building anticipation.

It had been a long time since he'd enjoyed penetration or even had thought toward it. Under Batiatus's roof he had endured many things against his will, but thankfully, rarely, that.

With Krem it was different. He wanted him, and trusted him, and desire did not fade at the thought that Krem wanted to be inside of him. If anything, it swelled. When they got to Krem's door he crowded behind him, not at all helpful as he tried to unlock it.

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Krem allowed himself the adjustment, the quiet, of being fully settled. When Gannicus slapped him, he laughed. He shifted his hands up to Gannicus's shoulders and pinned him there, a light, escapable promise.

He moved his hips. First a grind, then a slow bounce. He wanted Gannicus to stay this deep.

The grind of their hips forced a low moan from him and he gripped Krem's hip tighter, holding on for the ride rather than trying to guide it - especially since Krem now had his shoulders pinned. The position gave him the perfect view of Krem's face. He murmured something in his native tongue before trying to pull Krem down into a kiss.

Krem allowed the kiss a moment, though it made the shift of his hips more awkward and left him feeling vulnerably open for a moment. That was a silly thought. There was no one here but the two of them.

After a moment of kissing, he pulled back a little to bounce a bit more fiercely. He tugged Gannicus gently to sitting up rather than lounging on his back, tempted him with the curve of a breast close to his lips.

He moved with Krem's prompting, leaned up until he could catch Krem's nipple in his mouth, giving hard suck, wanting to leave a mark. He wrapped an arm around Krem's waist, just to feel the way his body moved.

That was incentive enough to keep new position. He tried to meet Krem, rocking his hips up every time he bounced down. "Carrissime," he moaned against his breast.

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The rough treatment to his nipple made Krem squeal. He squirmed and thrashed a little, panting as the dull ache of pleasure sank low, low, low in his belly. He could feel himself on the edge already, and he refused to hold himself back. If he was going to be easy about his pleasure, than he was going to take as much pleasure as he could get.

Gannicus fumbled blindly until he found their lubricant. He slicked his fingers; they slipped over Krem's hip as he reached behind him, teasing his hole as much as he could without interrupting Krem's rhythm. He waited for permission, kept his mouth busy sucking another bruise higher on Krem's breast.

Krem sighed at the touch. On his next rock down, he angled his hips, relaxing, taking Gannicus's finger far more easily than he would have expected. It rocked a moan out of him in place of that sigh.

"Maker, please," he murmured, arching his back a bit, pressing his chest closer to Gannicus's seeking, filthy mouth.

Gannicus moaned against Krem's skin, let his finger slide deeper the next time Krem rocked his hips. He gave a firm push of his hips, urging him on. "Can you take another, carrissime?" he breathed, words slurred against Krem's breast. He managed to pick his head up more, wanting to see Krem's face as he arched and rocked above him.

"Yes," Krem breathed out, arching and squirming. He kept his movements more shallow for now, leaning forward to put a hand against the wall above the bed to brace himself. He could take another, but the first felt thick and overwhelming. He worried he'd come.

He adjusted their position a little to make both their efforts easier. He waited a moment, watching Krem to be sure before he pushed a second finger into him. "There," he breathed. Gannicus leaned, caching Krem in a brief, lewd kiss. He couldn't hold to it, too eager to feel Krem moving above him, against him.

Krem moaned against the kiss, leaning down close. When Gannicus pulled away, Krem bowed his head down, stooping low as he rocked back on his cock, his fingers. It all felt lewd, overwhelming. He wondered if Gannicus could feel himself when he filled both holes like that.

"You feel so good, carissime," he whispered.

"You," he retorted, the most he could manage as he sank into a delicious haze.

He could sort of feel his fingers, feel an extra tightness the pressure caused. He kissed Krem again, fleeting, eager. "Don't stop," he urged, nipping at Krem's mouth. "I want to feel you, cariad." It was going to be a while after this; he wanted to savor it.

"I'm not," Krem assured. He couldn't dream of it. His cunt was slick and over-hot, and his ass felt filled and obscene. Some twisted little part of him wondered what it would be like to have two cocks in him at once. He shivered and leaned down to Gannicus again. He fucked himself back on cock and fingers, whining against Gannicus's mouth.

Gannicus kissed him, tongue darting out of a taste as Krem rode him. "I'm going to come, carrissime." Maybe it wasn't imminent, but he wanted to voice warning. His free hand ran over Krem's thigh, up his body to grab and knead his breast. He adjusted beneath Krem so that he could thrust up to meet him every time rocked back.

"Maker, you had better," Krem said with a sweet laugh that fell into a moan. He covered Gannicus's hand on his breast, riding back on each of Gannicus's thrusts. All his other sounds fell to soft, needy noise, desperation as he tried to shift to just the right angle to get them both off.

Gannicus gripped Krem's thigh tighter and soon his hips grew more insistent, fucking up to meet every roll of Krem's. He tried to hold them together, tried to grind against Krem as he came with a sudden, sharp moan. "Fuck, carrissime," he hissed, resisting the urge to roll them over - he enjoyed this view too much to sacrifice it, even in this delicious urgency.

Krem whined and moaned and shivered with need as Gannicus came. He could feel the twitch of his cock, the way he pressed ass deep as he could; he could feel it all the better for Gannicus having his fingers deep in his ass as well.

"Fuck," Krem breaathed, an edge of whimper in his breath.

His fingers slipped free, hand sliding to grip Krem's hip, holding them together. He kept moving, small thrusts of his hips to make sure their bodies met with soft, lewd sounds. His other hand slid higher, catching Krem's jaw to guide him into a kiss.

Krem whined softly at each little subtle shift of hips. He kissed Gannicus, slow and with increasing filth, until all he could do was pant against his mouth and cling to him a bit. He kissed away the memory of worry from Gannicus's mouth, murmuring his love onto his lips, again and again.

Gannicus rolled them, pressing Krem to the bed so he can hold him, frame him. He answered his sweet nothings with the same sort of tenderness, mingling languages as his mind refused to settle on just one. His hips still moved but the momentum was slowing. Krem was alive and warm and perfect in his arms; he was strong and clever and nothing would just take him away.

Krem sighed as he was pressed back into the bed, as Gannicus loomed gently over him, bowed to kiss him and stay inside. He trailed his fingers gently down Gannicus's chest and sighed against his mouth, swallowing the tender affection from his lips, letting the euphoria of the moment wash through him slowly.

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