Krem smiled and nodded. He kissed Thomas, soft and slow, leaking out every ounce of adoration and affection he had in his chest. He cupped Thomas's cheeks, then trailed his fingers down his neck slowly.

"I know," he said softly, right against his mouth. "It's alright. And it's alright if we need to stop, after we've started. If it's too much."

That was as much for him as it was for Thomas, but he meant it. With another soft kiss, he smiled at him. "But we both want to. It will feel good. I promise."