"Hey," Krem breathed. He leaned forward, over Thomas, not quite stopping but slowing down a little. Not that he'd been going particularly quick in the first place, steadiness more important than speed at the moment, especially with the ache of Thomas's nails racking at his skin.

He shifted his hand from next to Thomas's side to his head, carding his fingers through his hair. Gently, he kissed him, first on the month and then slowly down his throat. He leaned back again, just enough that he could watch Thomas's face.

He brushed his thumb on Thomas's cheek. "Hey. Look at me?"