Considering Thomas had his hands on Krem's stomach and his eyes on that movement, he didn't miss the movement of Krem's thighs. He reached down and slid his fingers over one of his thighs, lightly, tentatively, not wanting to step over any line Krem had.

"I can find the comfortable parts, if you want," Thomas murmured, glancing up at Krem and smiling gently at him. He knew there were comfortable parts, he wasn't that dumb, but touching them was a whole new thing for him. It'd be fumbly, maybe a little slow but he wanted to try.