"I was thinking," Krem said, pulling Thomas gently toward the bed. He had the laptop that had been here at his arrival--which he didn't use very much but which he knew how to use, at least perfunctorily--sitting on the bedside table. "We could find a movie to watch together?"

Pornography was ridiculous and unrealistic more often than not, just as much as some of the romance novels he'd ever read, but Krem supposed that it was at least a starting point. And it wasn't as if they'd been chaste with each other.

He sat down on the edge of the bed and smiled softly. "And if it's too ridiculous, we can just make fun of it."