Laurent smiled at him, stealing soft kisses from Damien's lips as they woke up. "It helped that we were both asleep and thus had no occasion to argue."

Nipping once at Damen's chin, Laurent laid his head on Damen's chest, making himself comfortable. He was still wearing his trousers from last night, which were too tight to lounge in comfortably, but at least protected his dignity. Which could not be said for Damen, whose sleep-rumpled garment hid absolutely nothing about his condition.

"I see that your situation is... to be expected," Laurent teased, giving Damen's nipple a light flick.