Laurent tensed as Damen's hand slicked the space between his cheeks, probing at the sensitive skin. It seemed so brash and hurried, after what Damen had said earlier, but Laurent made no objection, because he wanted it to happen, wanted to know what it felt like, wanted to possess Damen utterly.

Gasping in surprised arousal as Damen settled above him, grinding along the cleft of his ass, Laurent's eyes widened, cheeks flushing, emotions unguarded on his face for just a moment because he knew that Damen couldn't see his expression.

"I understand I have that effect on people," Laurent said, his usual dry tone breathier than usual. Damen was big, and the motion of him against Laurent's ass was like a promise.

Laurent squirmed beneath him, feeling embarrassed and vulnerable to be used like this, but Damen's weight above him was solid, trapping him in place. Tense with nerves, Laurent dropped his head against his own arms, trying to contain the panic. He felt blissful. He felt terrified.