Krem shivered and nodded in wild, excited agreement. He was soaked, desperate, and aching, and Chris sliding in and pushing deep had a noise to it, filthy and obscene and inviting even if it was a brief thing under the sigh of Chris's voice.

He slid one of his legs up slightly, changing the angle just slightly so that Chris could not only get deep but so that his deep settle got them flush against each other, almost impossibly joined together.

"Oh, shit, yes," he sighed as Chris started to move. He squirmed against the pin holding him in place and whimpered excitedly. "Oh fuck--fuck, Chris..."