The sting of her teeth, the tension focusing in his skin and then releasing as heat and static, kinetic energy under his skin drove a slow, rapturous noise out of Krem. His thighs trembled a bit. He dug his heels into the bed, not quite squirming but very nearly.

"Would you...like a list of methods? A l-list of things? You could do to me?" He grinned, first at the ceiling, and then at her. It was full of cheek. "Or would you like to take me apart yourself, like no one else has?"