Thomas shivered, the words coming at him as if he was underwater. He didn't know if Krem was talking or if he was imagining. He didn't know if the words were a request or just words of pleasure. He didn't really know anything until he felt Krem touch his hair, kiss him and then he pulled his eyes open.

Blinking slowly, nervousness crossed his face and he quickly tried to cover it. "Did I -- is something wrong? Am I doing it wrong?"