It was all so soft and slow, warm, a sort of glowing that Krem didn't think he would even get used to but in the best possible way. He hadn't done a whole lot of slowness in his fumbling and figuring out all these romantic entanglements. Now, in the growing light and diffusive, filling warmth, Krem thought he ought to do a bit more of that, if it was going to make him feel so pleasantly twisted up.
He sighed and leaned his head back as Thomas kissed his neck, tilting to make accommodations for Thomas's mouth so that he could have free access however he wanted. The gentle but sharp edge of his teeth pulled a little puff of a gasp out of Krem, followed quickly but soft laughter.
Krem snuck his fingers up under Thomas's shirt, smoothing his thumbs against his stomach before he crept his fingers slowly upward, rucking Thomas's shirt up along the way. As best he could, anyway, with Thomas laying on it.
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He sighed and leaned his head back as Thomas kissed his neck, tilting to make accommodations for Thomas's mouth so that he could have free access however he wanted. The gentle but sharp edge of his teeth pulled a little puff of a gasp out of Krem, followed quickly but soft laughter.
Krem snuck his fingers up under Thomas's shirt, smoothing his thumbs against his stomach before he crept his fingers slowly upward, rucking Thomas's shirt up along the way. As best he could, anyway, with Thomas laying on it.