Krem didn't try to clarify the patterns that Thomas traced onto his skin. They were abstract, there for the touch and nothing more. But they lit heat and desire into him, and he sighed happily, kissing Thomas back.
Of all the things he disliked, at times, about his body, this was not one of them. Being able to hold his desire close and private, to hold it a bit secretly and just harbor it while things were slow and quiet like this, he didn't think he would trade that for anything else in the world. Even with all the slow changes his body was giving to him with the medication he was on now--and he knew the increase in libido was one of them--he still didn't have to worry about letting on so immediately, if he didn't want to.
He carded his fingers through Thomas's hair, then trailed them down his neck, his chest. Between the kisses and the idle way that Thomas was moving his hands, Krem's hips were threatening to move around again, but he kept it in check. For now.
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Of all the things he disliked, at times, about his body, this was not one of them. Being able to hold his desire close and private, to hold it a bit secretly and just harbor it while things were slow and quiet like this, he didn't think he would trade that for anything else in the world. Even with all the slow changes his body was giving to him with the medication he was on now--and he knew the increase in libido was one of them--he still didn't have to worry about letting on so immediately, if he didn't want to.
He carded his fingers through Thomas's hair, then trailed them down his neck, his chest. Between the kisses and the idle way that Thomas was moving his hands, Krem's hips were threatening to move around again, but he kept it in check. For now.