Krem sighed softly into the kiss. It was nice, as kissing Thomas always was, and maybe more so for knowing the effect he had on Thomas. The background noises of the movie became nothing more than vague things he could filter out; he focused on Thomas's mouth, his warm body, the shape of him against Krem's palm.

He eased Thomas's jeans open, slipping his hand inside to touch Thomas's cock. He didn't break the kiss, not just yet, even opening his mouth just a little bit so it could go deeper. It felt different with the piercing on his lip, but still good.