Laurent smiled a little at the face Damen made. Nodding once, he slid his hand under Damen's garments, tugging at the string of his undergarment in order to release it. "We should properly undress. The idea is to muss the sheets, not our clothing."

And, Laurent couldn't deny, he wanted the few moments of reprieve before they continued, nervous about laying his hand on Damen.

He pulled away slightly, shucking his clothing with relative ease, because he knew all the laces to pull. He stripped all the way down, too proud and aware of his beauty to mind nudity. It made him vulnerable, but he was very stubbornly trying not to think about that fact.

Shy and wary and trying desperately to only show laziness and pride, Laurent settled again onto the bed. "My king."