Thomas's words sank through him, a rock in a pond, ripples casting outward. Something in Krem's chest clenched, and it was a purely desirous sort of clench, a purely adoring one. Thomas's mouth was hot, his teeth and tongue a secondary behind the basic suction, and Krem moaned, a full noise, as his nails slanted against Thomas's back for a moment.
His breathing hitched up at the first nervous move Thomas made to reach into his shorts. Even as the touch was cautious, a little clumsy, Krem could feel himself moving toward it, inviting and excited by it. Touch was still so new to him, and he enjoyed learning it, knowing enough to be able to teach someone he cared about what he liked and otherwise expanding what he knew about himself to include new and exciting things.
Then, fingers were sliding against him and Krem's breath turned into a sighing moan. Thomas's hand felt big and warm against his cunt, his palm elegantly wide. Even if he was uncertain, he didn't seem it, a finger rocking in, and Krem squeezed around him, just for a moment.
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His breathing hitched up at the first nervous move Thomas made to reach into his shorts. Even as the touch was cautious, a little clumsy, Krem could feel himself moving toward it, inviting and excited by it. Touch was still so new to him, and he enjoyed learning it, knowing enough to be able to teach someone he cared about what he liked and otherwise expanding what he knew about himself to include new and exciting things.
Then, fingers were sliding against him and Krem's breath turned into a sighing moan. Thomas's hand felt big and warm against his cunt, his palm elegantly wide. Even if he was uncertain, he didn't seem it, a finger rocking in, and Krem squeezed around him, just for a moment.