They were, Krem thought, reaching a tipping point. He could pull back from this, just a little. He could settle for everything they had done and could continue to do until one or the other of them built up the courage again to be this bold. There would be no shame in reaching down between their bodies and using his hand to bring Thomas off, he knew that.
Or.
He leaned, just a little, to reach the bedside table and pull a condom out of the drawer. It was such a simple thing, really, but the knowledge of what the gesture meant seemed huge. When he returned to center, he pressed the little foil package gently against one of Thomas's palms.
"...we don't have to." It went without saying, really. But so much had changed in the months they'd known each other. So much had changed from that first time they'd danced on the beach, or gone swimming, or when he'd kissed Thomas in his kitchen. "But if you'd want to, we can."
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Or.
He leaned, just a little, to reach the bedside table and pull a condom out of the drawer. It was such a simple thing, really, but the knowledge of what the gesture meant seemed huge. When he returned to center, he pressed the little foil package gently against one of Thomas's palms.
"...we don't have to." It went without saying, really. But so much had changed in the months they'd known each other. So much had changed from that first time they'd danced on the beach, or gone swimming, or when he'd kissed Thomas in his kitchen. "But if you'd want to, we can."