The way they shifted, the subtle ways their bodies moved together, heightened the heat under Krem's skin. Thomas was so close and so warm, his arms gentle and strong and pulling him in, and Krem was happy to get as close as he could. He wanted more, almost desperately, but he was as nervous as Thomas sometimes, if in different ways. But he trusted Thomas, maybe more than almost anyone right now.

He slid his hands down slowly, lifting them off of Thomas's body so he could ease out of his jeans with a haste that told of his arousal but that he hoped wouldn't come off as desperation. He left his shorts on, for now.

He straddled Thomas's lap again once he'd stripped down that far, rocking his hips against Thomas as he nuzzled in against his neck.