Noah kissed back, distracted by Krem's perfect body to worry about mechanics, but it didn't last long. He couldn't believe it, he made Krem come from kissing and stuff? Just that? He had made Krem feel that good? He flushed at the thought, pleased with himself, but also that he'd come there in the middle of a nightmare and now Krem was smiling and probably feeling really nice. He watched Krem saunter toward the kitchen in reverence at the wonderful, sexy, incredible person he was.

Late, he hopped from the bed and trailed after Krem.

"Coffee's good. I like coffee."