"I'm not going to stop," Thomas breathed against Krem's neck, licking the spot he'd just bitten. He leaned closer and sucked on Krem's neck, going with what felt right, what his instincts told him Krem might like all things considered.

Thomas gently pulled his hand back. He glanced down, trying to make sure that he didn't end up with his hand some place it wasn't wanted. He tucked his fingers beneath the waist of Krem's shorts and pushed down, already feeling the heat and dampness though it was much stronger now that there wasn't clothing between them.

Thomas breathed raggedly against Krem's neck and cupped his cunt, pressing his palm down before pushing one finger inside Krem tentatively, grateful that his fingers were long and flexible right now.