"I -- " Whatever Thomas had been about to say (and he wasn't really sure) was cut off when Krem kissed him. He was almost grateful because he honestly hadn't known what was about to come out of his mouth so he was more than happy to press closer, kiss harder.

There was only bare skin between them so each press seemed to heat up his blood, make him moan when his lips weren't pressed against Krem's. Whatever he was going to say was lost to him for the moment. All he was concerned about was kissing and skin and trying not to shuck this up.