"You're not hiding some broken bone or missing limb under your shorts, are you?" Thomas asked, glancing down like he might see some new injury that required medical attention. It wasn't a serious look and those weren't serious words.

"I wouldn't put that past you," he murmured, dropping a quick kiss on Krem's nose before moving one of his legs to slide up and around one of Krem's. The touch of skin, bare and warm, made him shiver and he pushed himself up to his knees so he could get his own shorts off.