Thomas licked his lips, tasting Krem on them once again. He liked it, he liked it a lot. It took him a few moments to speak again because he was relishing that sensation, that feel of letting someone else that close to him that he'd be able to taste them on his lips.

"I don't feel rushed," he murmured, shaking his head. He wasn't sure how far he would let anything go but he knew he wanted to do more, to feel more. "We can stop if you want, though. We can -- we can watch a movie or something. I'm sure there's something on."