Thomas knew he should have practiced kissing. He didn't know how he'd do that or even where to look for directions and tips but he knew he should have because he wanted this moment to be good for the both of them.

The flipping feeling in his stomach turned into a slow fire that gradually spread into his blood. The encouragement from Krem's mouth, Krem's lips made Thomas lean down and respond in kind, mouth opening a touch to kiss and then, very quickly, to taste.

His hand stayed in Krem's hair, fingers curling every so often in reaction to something good, something pleasurable.